I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

Just when Wen Jing became utterly entranced, she was interrupted by an annoying voice beside her.

“Classmate Wen Jing, I can’t solve this math problem, could you help me?”

Turning her head, Wen Jing saw the circle-shaped face of a boy.

The boy was named Chen Zishi. He was a big, burly guy with mediocre looks and below-average grades.

Wen Jing didn’t want to pay attention to him, so she just wrote the solution and left it for him to understand on his own.

She then said, "I'm going to study."

Chen Zishi was too embarrassed to ask another question and chose to walk away.

He returned to his seat dreamily.

“You like her huh, fatty?” His deskmate Chu Bai asked jokingly.

“Don’t be silly.” Chen Zishi instantly denied it.

“Don’t pretend, It’s obvious.”

“Then you have to keep it a secret, don’t tell anyone else.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell you a secret too. I like Xu Muyan. Now we’re even.”

"It seems like we share the same love-sickness." Chen Zishi sighed.

“I’m not the same as you though. Sooner or later, Xu Muyan will fall for me. She’ll gradually become my woman.” Chu Bai exuded confidence.

“You see Wang Haoran and Xu Muyan together all the time, discussing problems and laughing. Maybe they’re already in love. There must be something wrong with you if you still feel that.” Chen Zishi said, glancing at the silhouettes of the handsome man and the beautiful woman sitting in the distance.

“That Wang Haoran bastard is unworthy of her. I’ll eventually reveal his facade, then Xu Muyan will start to care less about him.” Chu Bai said in a hateful voice.

“Wang Haoran is quite annoying, Wen Jing always lets him take her seat. I’ll support you in pursuing Xu Muyan.” Chen Zishi was also very upset.

“If things really go my way and Xu Muyan becomes my girlfriend, I’ll tell her to say good things about you in front of Wen Jing. Your relationship with her would then get better.” Chu Bai patted Chen Zishi’s shoulder.

“Good brother, you promised, don’t forget!” Chen Zishi instantly got excited, and his favorability towards Chu Bai increased.

Friendship between men sometimes sprouts quickly.

Xu Muyan and Wen Jing were deskmates and very good friends, often inseparable on the campus

Her words carried a lot of weight on Wen Jing.

“You had to compensate 30,000 in medical expenses for those fools Fan Jian, Fan Tong, and Qin Shousheng. That amount is not small. If your parents learn about that, they’ll be furious, right? Do you have a plan?”

As they grew closer, Chen Zishi became concerned about Chu Bai’s problem.

“Tomorrow is a holiday. I have a plan to take care of it myself.” Chu Bai said in a low voice.

“You’re not going to rob a bank are you?” Chen Zishi was surprised.

He knew that Chu Bai’s family was very poor.

“Of course not, I’m planning to go… win.” Chu Bai said mysteriously.

“Gambling ah. That’s too unreliable. Don’t you know that out of ten gambles you would lose nine times?”

“If I lose nine times out of ten gambles then I have no chance of winning, but I am certain that I can get only one loss in ten gambles. The only problem is that I don’t have much money.” Chu Bai said. While glancing at Chen Zishi, he suddenly asked.

"Do you have money? Can you lend me some?"

"I have a thousand yuan with me."

“Oh, you’re rich, huh?”

“Ah, no. My family’s financial condition is ordinary. These are my savings for the past half-year. I plan on waiting for Wen Jing’s birthday this month to buy a suitable gift for her.”

“You can lend me the money. I’ll pay you back before Wen Jing’s birthday.”

“That’s… Okay, but don’t forget to pay me back on time.”

“Don’t worry I’ll pay you back on time. If not, I’ll cut my head off and let you sit on it like a chair.” Chu Bai promised.

*****

The day's classes finally ended.

At the entrance of the school, students went home one after another.

There were many ways to go back home.

Some rode bicycles, some took buses, and others took luxurious cars.

A mesmerizing Cullinan parked in front of the school.

Wang Haoran, under the gaze of many boys’ envy and jealousy and girls’ love and fascination, stepped into the Cullinan.

“Young Master, shall I drive straight home?” The male driver, who was around forty years old, asked respectfully.

"Go to the nearest private detective agency first." Wang Haoran answered.

The driver was momentarily surprised but soon started the car without question.

Some questions should never be asked.

He had been a driver for the Wang family for almost ten years. At that point, he could understand what was good for him.

Not long after, the Cullinan stopped at the door of an average-sized detective agency.

Wang Haoran walked into the Detective Agency alone.

He quickly found the person in charge and handed out simple pieces of information.

The information was, of course, about Chu Bai, with his photos and home address.

The photo was to trouble Chu Bai, and the home address was copied from the Student Registration.

“Track Chu Bai and report all his doings immediately.”

That was Wang Haoran’s request.

Initially, the detectives at the Agency weren’t interested.

That was because they were a regular Detective Agency, not some random stalker group.

However, when Wang Haoran offered three times the usual price, the detectives immediately accepted his request.

The tripled price was, in fact, 30,000 yuan.

This was nothing for Wang Haoran, who happened to be a rich second-generation kid.

After giving them his number, Wang Haoran left the Detective Agency.

They then began their preparations.

*****

At night.

Wang family villa.

In a glorious dining room, Wang Haoran was dining alone.

There were more than a dozen dishes on the table, all extravagant beyond compare.

It was handicraft on the level of a five-star hotel chef.

It was hard to complain about the taste.

A few servants were waiting on the side. Whenever Wang Haoran needed help with anything, they would be there to aid him.

Wang Haoran was a little overwhelmed with emotion.

In his previous life, he was a poor man. This rich, young master’s life was a dream. Nothing short of luxury.

And now, that extravagant dream was his reality.

His parents weren’t home yet.

That was for the better. Wang Haoran didn’t know if he could face his so-called parents.

He was an orphan in his previous life, after all. Since he transmigrated, he wouldn’t have any emotional connection to them.

His father was a big boss, taking care of plenty of industries of the Wang family. He was busy all day.

It was common not to see him for a couple of months.

His supposed mother came from a wealthy family and was famous. She also owned a company and was busy running it all day.

With her hard-earned free time, she’d often pay a visit to a high-level beauty salon for make-up.

As far as he was concerned, the odds of Wang Haoran getting along with these parents was close to zero.

As parents, they felt guilty. To make up for that, they unconditionally spoiled their child.

Whenever he wanted something, they would get it for him.

In the original plot, Wang Haoran fought the Protagonist alone. Still, in the end, the entire Wang family and his mother’s family confronted the Protagonist together because of this unconditional doting.

Speaking of which, wasn’t the Villainous Rich Second-Generation being doted on by family members a common trope?

Imagine a plot where the Villainous Rich Second-Generation tried to trouble the Protagonist, but the parents told him: “You rebellious son! How could you cause this kind of harm? Shut up! If you repeat this again, we won’t treat you as our son!”

Would the plot even progress?

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