The Villain Is Surrounded by Delusional Female Leads Who Won’t Leave Him Alone - Chapter 3:

Chapter 3: This Isn’t a Procedure, This Is “Go Home!”

Fei family villa.

“A’Jiu, go take a shower!” Fei Yangyao said seriously just as he returned home.

“Shower? But A’Jiu just finished grilling it. If you don’t eat it now, it’ll get cold.” A’Jiu blinked her big eyes, looking at Fei Yangyao with grievance.

Fei Yangyao glanced out at the pitch-black night and muttered to himself, “It’s already cold! Do you still see the sun outside?”

He shook his head and refocused, “No, no! That’s not what I meant. A’Jiu, did you take a shower before you started grilling?”

A’Jiu tilted her head, thought for a moment, then shook her head, “Shower? Nope.”

“Exactly! See, you started grilling without washing up. Isn’t that unhygienic? If it’s dirty, won’t it upset your stomach?” Fei Yangyao patiently explained.

A’Jiu suddenly understood, “Oh, right! Then A’Jiu will go take a shower now.”

Watching her hop toward the bathroom, Fei Yangyao suddenly felt like a creepy pervert tricking a clueless girl. But he reminded himself—A’Jiu was already eighteen.

“Uncle Fu, go buy me some sleeping pills—something that knocks people out fast.”

“Understood, Young Master.”

The plan was to get the pills, trick A’Jiu into taking them, and then send her home. With her memory, she’d forget everything by the next day. The plot wouldn’t be affected at all!

Perfect!

Wait—maybe it wasn’t even necessary?

He suddenly remembered A’Jiu had a setting: once she touched alcohol, she’d instantly get drunk, fall asleep quickly, and she especially loved drinking. Truly a lightweight who liked to drink.

He stood and fetched a can of beer, rubbed his aching head from all the memory downloads, and checked the time.

Still early. At this hour, Ye Chen would be busy showing off or on his way to show off—definitely wouldn’t notice what was happening here. He just needed to wait and send A’Jiu back.

Half lying on the sofa, Fei Yangyao squinted, planning out his next steps… and then… fell asleep.

Not even half a minute passed.

…

That night, every nursing home in South City mysteriously received a delivery of Supreme Roses with gilded edges.

In one of the homes, a part-time caregiver picked up one rose with curiosity and studied it carefully.

“Huh? Isn’t this…”

…

The next morning.

Fei Yangyao slowly woke up. Before even opening his eyes, he stretched lazily and mumbled, “Ahhh! So comfortable! This feels amazing!”

That sleep was truly satisfying. He felt completely refreshed, mentally and physically.

As someone who had lived two lifetimes, Fei Yangyao had never experienced a mattress this soft and comfortable.

Come to think of it, when the plot began, he had just moved out of his house. This bed hadn’t even been used by the original host before—it was essentially brand new. He was the first to enjoy it.

Fei Yangyao slowly opened his eyes, preparing to get up from the spacious, soft bed.

Wait—something felt off.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. How did he fall asleep like this?

Wasn’t he lying on the sofa last night?

Who moved him here?

And then… Fei Yangyao’s eyes landed on the person beside him, lying down, wearing…

No! Not wearing anything…

A’Jiu!

That nearly made his eyes pop out of his skull.

“A’Jiu! A’Jiu!” Fei Yangyao shouted urgently, shaking her desperately through the blanket.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” A’Jiu opened her sleepy eyes in a daze.

“Why are you here? Did something happen between us?” Fei Yangyao’s voice carried a hint of nervousness and confusion.

“Eh? Why hasn’t A’Jiu been eaten yet?” A’Jiu clearly had no clue what was going on.

Her eyes were half-open, her expression dazed—she probably didn’t even remember what happened yesterday.

“Hurry! Get dressed!” Fei Yangyao quickly looked around for clothes, but after searching for a while, found nothing. “Where are your clothes?”

“Clothes? I threw them away!”

“What? Why?”

“Because Sister said you have to peel the skin before eating! Look, isn’t A’Jiu clean now? A’Jiu bathed properly!” As she spoke, she climbed out of the blanket, hands on her hips—and in that moment, Fei Yangyao saw divine light…

Is this real? Am I dreaming?

No!

“I’m doomed! Dead! I’m completely finished!” Fei Yangyao’s instincts had taken over, but the next second, the seriousness of the situation hit him like a truck.

If Ye Chen found out he had laid hands on his woman, Fei Yangyao felt he was already walking down the path to death.

Forget repairing the plotline—he might not even live to see tomorrow’s sun.

Major crisis!

At that moment, Fei Yangyao turned into lightning, grabbing the bedsheet and wrapping A’Jiu up in the blink of an eye.

Only now did Fei Yangyao truly realize the terror of A’Jiu. When reading the novel, he thought she was cute. Now… he liked her even more because she was cute…

No no no! Now’s not the time for this nonsense.

He shook his head and decided to tune his mental frequency to match A’Jiu’s again. Heaven knew why she was still like this after one night.

Though the original novel didn’t include such absurd scenes at all.

Unless—if I don’t “eat” her, will she just cling to me forever?

No way!

Fei Yangyao really wanted to use a harsh tone to command her: this isn’t a procedure, go home!

But seeing her smiling so innocently, like a blank sheet of paper, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

More importantly, it was unclear if she’d even obey. In the original novel, she only listened to Ye Chen. With everyone else, it was more like a discussion.

“A’Jiu, don’t move!” Fei Yangyao held her down, using a low and firm tone to stop her from squirming.

He looked at her with a steady yet gentle gaze, as if transmitting an irresistible power.

A’Jiu was slightly stunned, stopping her movements, her eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement.

Seeing this, Fei Yangyao smiled softly and gently explained, “You’ve eaten sushi before, right? It’s wrapped on the outside! So you should wear clothes too, understand?”

A’Jiu blinked, as if trying to comprehend his words.

After a moment, she finally nodded in realization, “Ohh, yeah, I think so.”

Fei Yangyao continued, “Right. Since your clothes are gone, I’ll go buy you a new set, then you put them on and go home, alright?”

But A’Jiu hesitated, seemingly still concerned. She bit her lip and whispered, “But…”

Fei Yangyao saw her worry and gently patted her head, “Have you heard of fermented sushi? I want to eat that. Some things taste better after time.”

A’Jiu’s eyes lit up. She said seriously, “Eh? Really? Okay, then you must eat me later~”

He nodded solemnly, “Yes, definitely. But before that, don’t tell anyone about this, okay? If someone finds out, it might ruin the taste. It’s our little secret.”

Though if A’Jiu asked why others knowing would spoil the flavor, Fei Yangyao had no idea how to answer. Still, as long as he said it with confidence, it gave off a [that makes sense] kind of feeling.

“Okay!” A’Jiu smiled brightly, her big eyes forming crescent moons as she nodded firmly in agreement.

“Pinky promise?” Fei Yangyao held out his little finger.

“Pinky promise!” A’Jiu didn’t hesitate at all, reaching out her small hand and linking her finger with his tightly.