Heh heh, heh heh heh heh, heh heh heh heh heh!
I knew this trick would work!
Seeing that confused expression—something she’d never shown before—on Meng Wange’s face, Su Wanli’s lips curled into a triumphant grin as she silently pumped her fist in her heart.
This move… let’s call it: The Villainess’s Feigned Withdrawal!
No surprise coming from her—she even got inspired by the cooking class just earlier to come up with such a mind-game technique!
Meng Wange’s reaction may have been unconscious, but Su Wanli’s performance along the way had been absolutely deliberate.
First, she had stormed up to Meng Wange’s bedroom door, arms crossed and expression ice-cold like she was ready for a serious scolding. Then, without a word of explanation, she dragged her downstairs, shoved her into the car, and stared silently out the window the entire ride.
Who wouldn’t think something terrible was about to happen?!
And yet, she had only brought Meng Wange out for a bit of fun—to the amusement park no less. All that restlessness and impatience on the way over? Totally justifiable if one assumed she was afraid the park would close before they got there.
That dramatic contrast—from thinking you were about to be viciously bullied, only to find yourself forcibly taken to an amusement park for fun—had to hit even harder than what happened in the banquet hall!
Heh. Given how she’d acted there, Meng Wange surely thought she was still furious when she knocked on the door. Plus, she’d been sending signals all week like “If you displease me, I’ll throw you out of the Su household.” That must’ve amplified Meng Wange’s negativity perfectly.
A total win. Timing, environment, mindset—everything was perfect.
Just as she expected, Meng Wange had looked different on the ride: her brows furrowed ever so slightly, maybe carsick too, but clearly tense and anxious.
With how reluctant she’d been to even cooperate, Meng Wange must’ve been mentally cursing her out the entire time, right up until she got out of the car.
But the whole thing was a trap. Just like that fake smile Meng Wange wore when staring her down in the banquet hall.
Now that they’d arrived, and Meng Wange saw the real situation with her own eyes, what could she possibly say in protest?
Absolutely nothing.
Su Wanli turned around to look at Meng Wange’s complex, stunned expression. Even if she wanted to maintain a cold front, her lips couldn’t help but twitch into a satisfied smirk.
There you have it, Meng Wange.
This is what it feels like to completely misjudge someone, only to realize they were actually being nice to you.
That feeling of unresolved frustration—anger that fizzled out before it could even be expressed!
Now we’re even.
Watching the dazed, unsure look on Meng Wange’s face, Su Wanli recalled the sensation of grabbing her arm and wrist earlier. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave a light cough.
Ahem. Of course, this plan wasn’t about reconciling or anything sentimental. No, it was just a strategy to ensure she won today’s showdown, once and for all!
The final, indisputable victory!
With a casual flick of her black-and-gold card at the VIP entrance, Su Wanli handed it off to the staff. The blocked gate opened immediately as the workers greeted them with fawning enthusiasm.
Sigh… what a materialistic world.
That said… it did feel kind of amazing, being able to throw money around like it was nothing.
“Alright, Meng Wange. Time to continue the battle we haven’t finished yet.”
She snapped her fingers over her shoulder.
“You won this morning. I’ll count lunchtime as my win. Now comes the tiebreaker.”
“…Alright.”
Meng Wange’s voice—normally soft and calm—now carried a faint rasp.
…Was she dehydrated?
Well, fair. She barely had time to get ready when Su Wanli dragged her out. Totally normal if she hadn’t had anything to drink.
But of course, Su Wanli wasn’t going to help her fix that!
Hmph. Not only was this girl unfamiliar with amusement parks, but she wasn’t even in top condition physically.
Victory was practically in the bag!
In high spirits, Su Wanli led Meng Wange through the amusement park’s side entrance and made straight for the nearest ride—
Meanwhile, in the heart of South City, atop a massive corporate tower.
Inside a spacious, minimalist office, a tall, square-jawed middle-aged man sat sternly in his chair.
To his left, a neatly organized stack of documents. To his right, a smartphone displaying a call log.
After who knows how many hours of nonstop work, the man rubbed his temples and stretched stiffly.
“Alright, that about wraps it up… now then…”
“President Su, here’s today’s new batch of partnership proposals…”
His assistant pointed at another stack of papers on the edge of the desk, speaking softly.
“Hm? Which company? West City’s new shopping plaza? That area’s a dead zone—no profit to squeeze out of it. Reject it. Waste of time.”
Su Heng, still expressionless, waved the assistant off and glanced at his watch.
“…Alright, the rest are just trivial errands. Have the vice presidents handle them. I’ve got something more important to deal with today. Clear the next four—no, eight hours from my schedule.”
The moment Su Heng said the words “more important,” his assistant snapped to attention.
Anything this man—who single-handedly raised the Su family from mediocrity to South City’s number one—called “important”… had to be worth billions.
No, maybe not even that. His expression looked even more serious than usual. Maybe even a little… tense?
What kind of business deal could possibly make President Su nervous?
Could this be… not just South City-level, but something involving the whole country—or even international relations?!
The assistant stood up straight and saluted him.
“Understood, President Su. I will ensure no one disturbs you for the next eight hours.”
Su Heng nodded, seemingly unbothered by the assistant’s sudden over-enthusiasm. Then he stood, pushing back his chair.
“Everything’s in your hands now.”
“Yes, sir!”
Opening the office door, Su Heng took the express elevator down to the parking lot, got into his very ordinary-looking sedan, and gave the driver a clear, simple order:
“Home.”
After a brief pause, he added:
“Drive fast. Get there before five.”
As the engine rumbled to life, Su Heng lit a cigarette in the backseat. He stared at the screen on his phone while exhaling smoke slowly toward the window.
So. The plan was proceeding smoothly.
She had come down for breakfast. He even personally made lunch. She even drank an entire bowl of congee at the banquet.
Su Heng pushed his hair back with one hand and leaned back leisurely into his seat, gazing at the soft sunlight outside. A wisp of smoke curled into the air.
“…Phew.”
See? I knew this plan would work!
Now, he just needed to come home a few more times around mealtimes, eat with them in the banquet hall, and casually chat with Meng Wange to find out what Wanli had taken a liking to lately.
Restoring his relationship with his daughter… was only a matter of time.
“…Heh. Hehehe… heh heh heh heh!”