After Unbinding the Simp System, I'm Targeted by the Villain - Chapter 14

Duan Huaijin, currently holding a crate of beer: “…”

The intentions of the first two people who approached him had been far too obvious. He had already guessed who was behind it, but he wanted to see exactly what Yu Chucheng was trying to pull, so he had been turning a blind eye.

As for why things had developed to this point, Duan Huaijin couldn’t wrap his head around it. The twenty-nine-year-old soul trapped in a nineteen-year-old body was almost amused to the point of anger.

This male Alpha was clearly handpicked. Not only was he roughly the same height as Duan Huaijin, but his physique was explosive—standard broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with lines of chest muscle that even his T-shirt couldn’t hide.

Hiding in a car with Yu Chucheng to observe the “enemy lines,” Ji Zhou stifled a laugh. “Didn’t you say you’d rather die than look for an Alpha? What’s this then?”

Yu Chucheng stared unblinkingly at the situation outside and muttered, “I’m just trying it out. What if I actually guessed right? If it doesn’t work this time, I’ll find a Beta next time.”

He simply didn’t believe there wasn’t a single person in this world who could strike a spark with Duan Huaijin.

Duan Huaijin looked calmly at the massive man in front of him. “No need. I’ll do it myself.”

The man stood at the entrance of the internet cafe like a wall, blocking the only path. “There are so many crates; how long is it going to take you? It’ll be faster if I help.”

With that, he reached out to take the crate from Duan Huaijin’s arms.

Duan Huaijin’s gaze sharpened, his voice cold and brooks no argument: “Move.”

The man’s nose caught a trace of S-Rank pheromones, and his arms instantly froze mid-air.

When an Alpha and an Omega exchange pheromones, it’s a romantic flirtation; when two Alphas exchange pheromones, it’s a threat and a warning.

It was like a mental assault. Faced with a complete hierarchy suppression, no matter how muscular the man was, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to retreat.

Duan Huaijin stared coldly at the Alpha before him, then carried the crate and brushed past the man with clinical detachment.

“Hey, why is he just standing there motionless?” Ji Zhou asked, confused.

Yu Chucheng gripped the car window. “Looks like this path is a dead end too.”

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the towering Alpha sent Yu Chucheng a message.

[Boss, that guy’s pheromone level is too high. I really can’t do this job. I don’t want the remaining balance either. Next time, can you give me someone easier to deal with?]

Yu Chucheng flopped back onto the seat, draping his arm over his eyes.

Getting someone into Duan Huaijin’s inner circle was too difficult. They couldn’t even strike up a conversation, let alone make further progress.

“Maybe just give up? Maybe Duan Huaijin is just asexual. He doesn’t look like he enjoys socializing with anyone,” Ji Zhou advised from the passenger seat, seeing the dark lines of frustration on Yu Chucheng’s face.

Yu Chucheng was silent for a moment.

“No.”

The mission to “reform” Duan Huaijin was long and difficult. Now that he had finally made up his mind, if he gave up over a small setback like this, what was the point of starting at all?

That night—

Yu Chucheng wore a mask and a baseball cap, carrying his “tools of the trade.” Taking advantage of the empty streets, he sneakily approached Duan Huaijin’s bicycle.

After his previous failures, he had reflected deeply and summarized the causes. He realized the earlier attempts seemed accidental, but Duan Huaijin didn’t actually need help at those moments. Simply put, it was too forced.

Help should be offered when it is actually needed. As the saying goes, “adding flowers to a brocade” is not as good as “delivering charcoal in a snowstorm.”

Since Duan Huaijin had no needs, Yu Chucheng would create one.

As Yu Chucheng used pliers to snip the bike chain, he couldn’t help but lament how old the bike was. It was rusted in places, the handlebars were still crooked from the previous collision, and the basket held only a simple black umbrella.

Clatter…

The bike chain fell away completely.

Yu Chucheng looked at his handiwork with a guilty conscience, secretly vowing: This time, it’s success or bust.

He stuffed the chain into a prepared bag, looked around cautiously to ensure he hadn’t been spotted, and slipped into a pitch-black side alley.

A moment later, Duan Huaijin came out after finishing his shift.

He had worked all day, and since a delivery had arrived, he had provided free labor for the boss. His expression was slightly weary as he stepped out.

He pulled out his keys to unlock the bike, but the moment he mounted it, he realized something was wrong.

The axle was empty. When he pushed the pedal, it spun through the air with zero resistance.

The warm evening breeze lifted the hair on his forehead. He froze for a second, then crouched down to inspect the bike.

His chain had been removed.

Hiding in the alley, Yu Chucheng gripped the bag in his hands. He saw Duan Huaijin crouching there, his face as calm as an unruffled lake, merely reaching out to touch the axle.

He suddenly started to regret breaking the bike.

“Where do you live? Do you want me to give you a lift?”

A clean-cut boy happened to be riding by. Seeing that Duan Huaijin’s bike was missing a chain, he stopped to ask.

As the boy spoke, he held his breath, bracing for Duan Huaijin’s rejection. He had rehearsed his lines; no matter what excuse Duan Huaijin used, he had a counter-strategy ready.

Duan Huaijin stood up slowly. “No need to trouble you.”

Exactly as planned, the boy thought, preparing to follow up—

Duan Huaijin: “Come with me to get the bike fixed.”

The boy’s words were instantly swallowed back down. He froze for two seconds.

Wait, this isn’t how the script goes.

“Is that not okay?” Duan Huaijin asked, holding the bike with one hand.

The boy snapped out of it. “Ah, of course it’s okay.”

He had been so mentally prepared for rejection that the sudden success left him dazed.

Yu Chucheng was also surprised that Duan Huaijin hadn’t refused this time. He looked down at the “evidence of his crime” in his hand, a flash of relief in his eyes.

It seems creating a need is the only way.

The repair shop wasn’t far from the cafe. Duan Huaijin pushed the bike, walking side-by-side with the boy.

The street was empty at night. Fearing discovery, Yu Chucheng didn’t dare follow too closely, keeping a significant distance behind them.

The two walked further and further until they were out of Yu Chucheng’s hearing range.

Mid-summer, the evening breeze, a quiet street, and silhouettes under the dim yellow streetlights—it looked like a scene straight out of an idol drama.

The boy stole a peek at Duan Huaijin, feeling a bit shy, his cheeks slightly flushed. He racked his brain for something to talk about, but he didn’t want to break the harmonious atmosphere.

Duan Huaijin looked straight ahead at the street and suddenly spoke: “Stop acting. He sent you, didn’t he?”

Duan Huaijin didn’t specify who “he” was, but both knew exactly who he meant.

The boy’s eyes widened in shock. He instinctively wanted to deny it, but his expression had already betrayed him.

Duan Huaijin pushed the bike with one hand, his tone relaxed as if chatting with an old acquaintance. “How much is he paying you?”

Knowing he couldn’t hide it anymore, the boy—though unsure how he’d been caught—whispered submissively, “Two thousand, but there’s still a five hundred yuan balance to be settled.”

Duan Huaijin kept one hand in his pocket. “I’ll pay you the remaining balance plus an extra hundred, but you have to do exactly as I say in a moment.”

Hearing he could earn an extra hundred, the boy’s eyes lit up, and he immediately defected. “Sure, you name it.”

Yu Chucheng, following far behind and completely unaware, saw the two of them chatting and even exchanging WeChat. They entered a repair shop together. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief—

“Are you kidding me? It’s not my bike that’s broken, why should I pay for you?!”

The boy, who had been perfectly fine a moment ago, suddenly started shouting.

“I don’t believe your phone is dead! I think you’re just trying to scam me into paying for you!”

The repairman flicked his cigarette. “What’s the deal? You fixing it or not?”

The boy marched out of the shop in a rage. “It’s not my business! He’s the one who wants the bike fixed, ask him! It was enough that I walked him here, but now he wants to trick me out of my money? No way!”