I Transmigrated into a Novel as a Villain, and My System Refreshes Randomly - Chapter 51:

Chapter 51: Ye Chen’s Favorability 50%?:

Covered in dust and carrying a faint but hard-to-detect fatigue, Qin Xiao led the equally worn-out Mo Meigui back to the brightly lit villa.

Mo Meigui’s left arm still hung limply at her side, and the simple bandaging on her body could not hide the traces of battle. The faint scent of blood in the air clashed sharply with the refined fragrance of the villa.

In the living room, several figures immediately gathered around.

Su Wanying was the first to rush over, her face filled with undisguised anxiety as she asked, “Qin Xiao? What happened to you two? How did you end up like this?”

Her eyes swept over them, pausing on Mo Meigui’s obviously injured left arm.

Standing a little further back, Gu Siqing’s calm gaze was like a searchlight, carefully scanning Qin Xiao before finally settling on Mo Meigui.

Her delicate brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. This woman who had appeared so suddenly clearly was not simple.

Qin Xiao’s expression remained indifferent. He casually waved his hand, the movement tugging at what might have been a hidden injury, though he concealed it well. “It’s nothing. We ran into some trouble on the road, but it’s been dealt with.”

His gaze swept quickly over the crowd, his tone as calm as if he were commenting on the weather. “Some old enemies who didn’t know their place came looking for trouble. Mo Meigui was injured while protecting me.”

The explanation was brief, but it made Su Wanying’s heart tighten. Gu Siqing, on the other hand, remained outwardly composed as she studied Qin Xiao, trying to catch anything hidden beneath his calm facade.

Qin Xiao gave them no chance to probe further. His gaze landed on Mo Meigui’s slightly pale face. “For the next while, I need to find a place to rest and recover… and take care of some personal matters.”

He paused before adding, “Mo Meigui will be with me.”

The atmosphere in the living room instantly grew subtle.

Su Wanying’s lips parted, worry and questions ready to spill out, but the unyielding look on Qin Xiao’s face made her swallow her words.

Gu Siqing’s eyes deepened. This so-called “personal matter” likely involved far more than just recovery.

Qin Xiao said nothing more. After briefly instructing them to stay safe, he left the villa with Mo Meigui and stepped into a black sedan waiting outside.

The car left the bustling city behind, heading toward the outskirts to an abandoned factory almost forgotten by time. Inside, the place had been simply renovated. It was less a laboratory and more a secret hideout cluttered with equipment, but it was hidden well enough.

Qin Xiao powered off his phone, and the world went quiet.

On the metal workbench, a vial of pale blue liquid shimmered under the light. Picking up the [Stamina Recovery Agent], he downed it in one go.

A warm current spread rapidly through his body, sweeping away his fatigue and clearing his mind.

Mo Meigui’s eyes flickered with rare curiosity. “What’s that?”

“A little something,” Qin Xiao replied casually. He retrieved a medical kit from another drawer and walked over to her. “Give me your hand.”

Mo Meigui hesitated for a moment before slowly extending her injured left arm.

Qin Xiao’s movements were quick and precise as he examined the injury. When his fingers brushed her cold skin, she trembled slightly.

“Bear with it.” His words had barely left his mouth when a crisp crack sounded—he had set the bone back into place with one decisive move.

Mo Meigui didn’t even flinch, only watching him quietly, a faint glint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

Once the wound was bandaged, Qin Xiao instructed, “For the next few days, I’ll be working on something here. You’ll be in charge of perimeter security. Not even a fly gets in. Any unusual activity, report immediately.”

He added with emphasis, “Especially… anything from Ye Chen or his people—inform me at once.”

Mo Meigui nodded, her gaze turning cold and focused once more, like a drop of ink vanishing into the night. She slipped out into the shadows beyond the lab.

Qin Xiao exhaled deeply, clearing his mind. His eyes sharpened as they swept over the complex instruments and scattered schematics.

For the next seven days, the lights in the lab never went out. Qin Xiao was completely absorbed in his research, time losing all meaning. Streams of dense data scrolled across the screen, while mountains of draft papers were filled with symbols and formulas incomprehensible to outsiders.

Outside, Mo Meigui stood guard like the most reliable sentinel. Sometimes, through the crack in the door, she caught sight of his focused profile, the shadows deepening the angles of his face. In those moments, the calculating, even playful man she knew seemed to vanish, replaced by someone wholly serious. She didn’t understand what he was working on, but she could feel the immense power behind it.

….

Seven days later.

Qin Xiao’s eyes were bloodshot, yet they shone with the satisfaction of success. He sent out a heavily encrypted document.

Not long after, an encrypted call came through. On the other end, Qin Xiangjun’s voice was thick with barely contained excitement and disbelief. “Xiao’er! What you sent… this… this is incredible! I’ll assemble the top experts right away to assess it!” He paused, his tone filled with pride. “You’ve worked hard.”

Qin Xiao only responded with a hoarse “Mm,” the result of too many sleepless nights. “Do it quickly, Dad. Time is short.”

Ending the call, he rubbed his temples and looked toward Mo Meigui, who had been keeping watch nearby. She stood still like a statue, only showing a faint ripple in her gaze when he looked her way.

“What’s the situation outside these past days?”

Mo Meigui inclined her head slightly, her voice calm as she reported, “Su Wanying and Gu Siqing sent people to scout the area a few times. I handled them without disturbing you.”

Her methods went unspoken, but Qin Xiao could imagine they were anything but gentle.

She thought for a moment before adding, “Five days ago, a short-haired woman came by. She was very skilled and tried to force her way in to find you. I stopped her. We fought—she didn’t get the upper hand.”

Qin Xiao’s brows lifted slightly. “Short hair? Strong fighter?”

He quickly ran through possible suspects in his mind before dismissing them. “Shen Xingling? No… she’s not that capable.”

At that moment, Yun Yiyi’s sharp, tearful electronic voice echoed in his mind.

[Host! Host! This is bad! Something huge has happened! Emergency!]

[According to the latest data, that dog Ye Chen has gone off-script! He’s deviated from the plot!] [He’s already gone to the Leng family! And… and Leng Nan’s favorability toward him has shot up to 50%! Warning! Warning!]

A chill swept through Qin Xiao’s body. Leng family!