After Unbinding the Simp System, I'm Targeted by the Villain - Chapter 53

The next morning, Yu Chucheng opened his eyes and immediately faced the task of writing his self-reflection essay.

But after dawdling for the entire morning, he had only managed to squeeze out a few hundred words. It wasn’t entirely his fault; after all, his literary “ink” was limited, and no matter how much he racked his brain, the words just wouldn’t come.

Eventually, he called Ji Zhou over. His original intention was to have Ji Zhou play games next to him as reverse motivation to finish quickly. Instead, an hour later, it had turned into Ji Zhou holding the pen and writing it for him.

Yu Chucheng adjusted the AC to the perfect temperature, sliced a plate of oddly shaped fruit for Ji Zhou, and ordered a milk tea with the straw already inserted—hosting him with the best food and drink.

Ji Zhou gave a grand flourish of the pen. “What’s the theme of this reflection?”

Back in school, he and Yu Chucheng often got into trouble together and wrote reflections together. Since Yu Chucheng’s “chicken scratch” handwriting was illegible to teachers, it was usually a case of Yu Chucheng providing the funds while Ji Zhou provided the labor—a consensual, mutual endeavor.

Yu Chucheng thought for a moment. “Roughly… that I don’t want to stay away from him, but I’ll be mindful of boundaries. Please tell the ‘Organization’ to rest easy.”

Ji Zhou fell silent for a moment. “Wait a second, who is this ‘him’? Is this a self-reflection or a letter of guarantee?”

Yu Chucheng was clutching the book Ji Zhou had bought earlier, Three Tricks to Capture a Top-Tier Alpha, and answered vaguely, “No one. Just make something up.”

With that, he flipped through a few pages, immersing himself in the study of the book’s contents.

“Alphas like foods that smell similar to their own pheromones… but where am I supposed to find bamboo-flavored food? He’s not a panda.”

Ji Zhou endured: “…”

“Though Alphas have cold faces, they actually like fluffy small animals deep down, because in their eyes, Omegas are like small animals that can fully trigger their protective instincts… isn’t this total nonsense?”

Ji Zhou hesitated: “…”

“Alphas have a strong competitive drive and care deeply about others’ opinions, so praising an Alpha often will make them develop a lik—no, is this book even accurate? Who wrote this?”

Yu Chucheng suspiciously flipped to the cover.

The 59.9 Yuan Premium Complete Collection, Free Shipping!!!

Yu Chucheng: “You scammed me?!”

Ji Zhou finally couldn’t hold it in. “Bro, are you in heat or something?”

When he bought it, he just wanted to give Yu Chucheng some basic AO knowledge; this book was just a free gift included in the set. Who could have guessed Yu Chucheng would study it so seriously?

“Bullshit.” Yu Chucheng tossed the book aside and picked up his phone. “I am burdened with the mission of saving a stray youth. What do you know?”

Under Ji Zhou’s speechless gaze, Yu Chucheng logged into an online forum and casually posted a thread.

[What do Alphas usually like?]

With the collective wisdom of the internet, surely he’d get some useful advice. Sure enough, within minutes of posting, the comments sections had grown dozens of floors deep.

【They like it when you’re a bit ‘thirsty’ (slutty).】

【They like it when you make pretty sounds.】

【They like ultra-thin.】

…

Yu Chucheng stared at the uniformly “yellow” (lewd) comments, his pupils shaking.

What is all this?!

He slapped his phone face-down. It took Ji Zhou calling him twice to get a reaction.

“Hey, the one-month anniversary of meeting my goddess is in two days. I want to get her something. What do you Omegas usually like?”

Yu Chucheng’s head was full of those explicit forum comments. “Anyway, we don’t like anything too ‘thirsty’.”

Ji Zhou: “?”

That afternoon, in return for Ji Zhou helping with the essay, Yu Chucheng accompanied him to the mall.

After walking out of the eighth women’s clothing store under the confused and strange gazes of the shop assistants, Yu Chucheng spoke expressionlessly. “Two grown men wandering through women’s boutiques and buying nothing… don’t you feel like a pervert?”

Ji Zhou coughed awkwardly. “Maybe a little.”

Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught two familiar figures in the distance. He slapped Yu Chucheng hard. “Hey—look, look!”

Yu Chucheng, currently passing a storefront and wanting nothing more than to crawl into a hole, grit his teeth. He thought Ji Zhou had seen more clothes. “If you want to look, look, why shout so loud? Don’t you think we’ve lost enough face! You don’t want your dignity, but I want mine!”

Ji Zhou lowered his voice urgently. “No, look at those two over there. Isn’t that Hao Jia and Zhang Hanzhou?”

Yu Chucheng finally looked where Ji Zhou was pointing. It really was them. They were walking quite close, chatting and laughing.

“When did those two get together?” Ji Zhou already disliked Hao Jia; now he disliked Zhang Hanzhou by association.

The moment he finished speaking, Ji Zhou felt a chill beside him. Yu Chucheng was staring at Zhang Hanzhou with a dark face, watching him hold the door open for Hao Jia with extreme gallantry.

Alarm bells rang in Ji Zhou’s mind. “Hey, why that face? You’re not jealous, are you?” He was still worried Yu Chucheng had lingering feelings for Hao Jia.

Yu Chucheng gave a cold snort. “As if.”

He simply felt that running into Zhang Hanzhou meant bad luck. If the private investigator hadn’t dug up that Zhang Hanzhou had been in contact with Lin Mei for a long time, he would still think Zhang Hanzhou didn’t know Duan Huaijin. But now it made sense; it seemed the incident at the resort that night was also orchestrated by Zhang Hanzhou.

Zhang Hanzhou and Hao Jia stepped into a perfume shop, circled around, and came back out. Seeing the two walking toward them, Yu Chucheng grabbed the drama-watching Ji Zhou and hid with him behind a mannequin.

“Nothing you like?” Zhang Hanzhou’s voice drifted over.

Hao Jia smiled bashfully. “No, I liked them all, but I can’t afford such expensive prices yet.”

Zhang Hanzhou said easily, “If you like it, take it. I’ll buy it for you.”

Hao Jia’s mouth dropped open in surprise. He shook his head with feigned restraint. “No… that wouldn’t be right.”

“Take it, it’s not much money.” Zhang Hanzhou and Hao Jia passed the mannequin where the two were hiding. “By the way, weren’t you on good terms with Yu Chucheng before? Why haven’t I seen you two together lately?”

Hao Jia’s expression stiffened, and he immediately distanced himself. “No, it was just him pursuing me unilaterally. We aren’t in contact anymore.”

To mimic the mannequin’s pose and avoid being discovered, Ji Zhou stuck his butt out and rolled his eyes.

Just then, someone’s phone rang. Yu Chucheng and Ji Zhou broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, it wasn’t theirs—it was Zhang Hanzhou’s.

“What is it?” Seeing it was a call from the company, Zhang Hanzhou exuded elegance and nobility in his every movement.

“Young Master Zhang, this is bad. Our seaside resort project with Jiancheng Industry is likely dead.”

Zhang Hanzhou’s brow knit. “What happened? Isn’t the groundbreaking ceremony tomorrow?”

“Jiancheng Industry was anonymously reported for financial fraud. Not only has their stock price plummeted, but the entire group is under investigation. Come back quickly; Chairman Zhang is throwing a fit in his office.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Zhang Hanzhou’s eyes swept over Hao Jia, and he handed him a card. “Sorry, an urgent matter came up at the company and I have to leave. If there’s anything you want to buy, just use this card.”

With that, he abandoned Hao Jia and left without looking back.