Villain Marrying The Heroine Is Perfectly Plausible, Right? - Chapter 109:

Chapter 109: Hit Ye Chen with a Big Move:

When Sun Zhentian finally understood what Ye Chen was planning, he was stunned.

“You want to steal the formula? Are you insane?! That’s illegal! If you get caught, you’ll end up in prison!”

Ye Chen remained completely unfazed.

“Then what? You’d rather sit and watch all your investment go to waste?”

Sun Zhentian was still confused.

“Even if the formula exists, they won’t carry it around with them. How are you going to get it?”

“Don’t worry about that,” Ye Chen said casually. “As long as he’s human, I’ll get the formula.”

“If he wants money, I’ll give him money. If he wants a woman, I’ll give him a woman. And if that’s not enough… I’ve got a knife.”

“There’s nothing in this world that Ye Chen can’t get.”

He turned around with a smirk, looked down at Sun Zhentian, and added,

“Get the production line ready. We’re going into mass production.”

Ye Chen’s arrogant tone left Sun Zhentian completely speechless.

“And since I’ve decided not to live as a mere security guard anymore, I’m no longer the old, low-profile Ye Chen!”

“Do you even know who I was before this?”

Sun Zhentian blinked in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

Ye Chen raised his chin proudly.

“My true identity… is the King of the African Underworld!”

“The undying legend of the mercenary world. A name that once shook the entire continent of Africa—Demon King… Satan!”

With that, he turned and walked toward the door.

“Also, the way you shouted at me just now? That annoyed me.”

“But… I’ll let it slide this time. You didn’t know better.”

“In the future, you’d better mind your tone when you speak to me!”

And with that, Ye Chen disappeared out the door.

Sun Zhentian finally snapped out of his daze. In a fit of rage, he picked up a folder from his desk and threw it on the ground.

“What the hell is this nonsense? Still pretending?!”

“Satan? My a**!”

Damn it!

…

At the villa Ye Chen had rented, in the bedroom—

He and Pandan had just finished their “battle.”

Now, lying in Ye Chen’s arms, Pandan listened quietly as he explained his plan.

Pandan wasn’t just his lover anymore—she had also taken on the role of strategist. After Xiao Hei had messed up the last mission, losing a list worth three million, Ye Chen had started to distance himself from him.

Xiao Hei, in Ye Chen’s eyes, was brave but lacked brains. Physically strong but mentally slow. Fine in Africa with an AK-47, but in Nanjiang? Not enough.

To put it bluntly—

Ye Chen felt that Xiao Hei could no longer keep up with the footsteps of “Satan.”

Pandan, on the other hand, was smart, emotionally intelligent, and knew how to read people. That made her far more valuable.

So nowadays, Ye Chen shared all his plans with Pandan and let her help him refine the details. It also gave him a chance to show off.

Every time he saw the admiration in Pandan’s eyes, Ye Chen felt amazing.

Tonight, the version of the plan he shared with Pandan was much more detailed than what he told Sun Zhentian.

“At tomorrow’s reception, the Jiang family’s R&D director—the one behind the mask formula—will be there. I’ll try to get him drunk first.”

“Once he’s tipsy and his guard is down, it’ll be easier to find out where the formula is kept. Then I’ll offer him what he wants. If he resists…” Ye Chen’s eyes gleamed coldly. “I’ll make him surrender the hard way.”

Pandan leaned against his chest and whispered,

“Be careful. Don’t get yourself drunk before he does.”

Ye Chen chuckled.

“Do you know who I am? With my level of ancient martial arts and the body-protection techniques I’ve mastered, I could drink a thousand cups without getting tipsy!”

Still worried, Pandan said softly,

“Chen, this is a big risk. If you get caught… you could end up in jail.”

Ye Chen remained calm and confident.

“Do you know what kind of life I lived in Africa?”

“This sort of mission? Stealing formulas? For me—the God of War, Satan—it’s just routine.”

“I’ve got it all under control. Even if something goes wrong, I can retreat in time. Don’t worry.”

Hearing this, Pandan hugged him tightly.

“Chen… you’re amazing.”

“I never imagined the man who stole my heart back then had such an incredible past.”

Ye Chen’s ego soared.

God, this feeling of being praised was addictive!

Just then, he noticed Pandan clinging tightly to his arm.

“What’s wrong, Pandan?”

Her expression softened, tinged with sadness.

“Let me hold you a little longer…”

“Chen, you’re so outstanding. I know I can’t keep you all to myself. When you make it big in Nanjiang’s business world, when you shine brighter and brighter…”

“There’ll be more women who’ll fall in love with you.”

“I just ask one thing—don’t forget me.”

Ye Chen practically floated on the spot.

Pandan… she’s so understanding!

If all the women in his future harem were as mature and sensible as her, why would he ever worry?

But on second thought, what she said made sense.

After he became rich and powerful, there wouldn’t be a woman in the world who could resist him.

And when that time came, Bai Luobing would be the first he’d take down!

He’d chatted with her for so long online, but every time he asked her out, she made excuses.

Clearly, she still didn’t see him as strong enough.

But Ye Chen remembered clearly—the day at the Bai family’s old estate. Her high heels, emerald earrings, that fitted dress…

Just thinking about it made his blood surge.

Once he succeeded in business, he could picture it perfectly—Pandan on his left, Bai Luobing on his right.

What a life!

…

What Ye Chen didn’t know was that Pandan had already told Bai Luobing everything.

After hearing Ye Chen’s entire plan to get the formula by getting the R&D director drunk, Bai Luobing immediately shared it in the group chat:

“The Goddess Alliance: Protect Our Chen Lang”

Her message exploded like a bomb.

The group chat lit up instantly.

The girls began offering Jiang Mengyao suggestions. They brainstormed together, devising countermeasures.

Messages flew one after another.

But soon, just dealing with Ye Chen wasn’t enough.

They wanted more.

The girls began planning how to turn the tables on Ye Chen completely—how to give him a devastating blow.

A big move.

…

Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Palace Villa, Chen Lang had no idea what plots were unfolding.

He had spent the past few days at home, doing absolutely nothing.

Coming downstairs, he grabbed a glass from the kitchen and headed to the fridge to pour himself a drink.

As Chen Lang walked past the dining room, he noticed Chen Shihan sitting barefoot on a chair, curled up like a cat. She was tapping away on her phone, completely absorbed in her messages.

He didn’t think much of it at first and continued to the fridge, poured himself a glass of milk, and started walking back upstairs while sipping.

But as he passed by the dining room again, he saw that Chen Shihan hadn’t moved an inch—still in the same posture, still texting away.

Chen Lang narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

Huh?

She didn’t even notice I passed by twice?

That’s unusual…

With how focused she was, it looked like she was deep in conversation with someone. Could it be… love?

Suddenly intrigued, Chen Lang took another sip of milk, then casually circled behind her chair, trying to sneak a glance at her screen to see who she was talking to.

But the moment he reached her back—

Chen Shihan, as if she had eyes behind her head, immediately pressed her phone screen to her chest.

Huh??

Is it really that secretive?

Chen Lang raised an eyebrow, walked around to the front of her chair, and sat down across from her.

With a teasing smile, he looked at her and asked,

“Hey, how far have you two gotten?”

Chen Shihan looked at him with a baffled expression.

Chen Lang, however, had the look of someone who had already seen through her completely.

“Are you in love?” he asked with a grin.

“If so, bring your boyfriend home sometime. As your big brother, I’ll help you check if he’s good enough.”

Chen Shihan rolled her eyes.

“Love your head!”

In her heart, she was secretly annoyed.

I’m busy trying to help you deal with Ye Chen, and you think I’m chatting with a boyfriend?

Too bad I can’t tell you!

She had already warned everyone in the group multiple times—

No one is allowed to let Chen Lang find out what’s happening in the group chat!

Because with how Chen Lang was when it came to plotlines, if he found out, no one could guess what kind of chaos he might stir up next.

Chen Shihan got off the chair, slid her feet into her slippers, and walked past Chen Lang.

“Idiot,” she muttered under her breath as she went upstairs.

Chen Lang, still sipping his milk with a grin, called out behind her,

“Hey! There are a lot of jerks out there nowadays, Shihan! Be careful not to get fooled!”

Meanwhile, in the group chat of five—

The girls had been brainstorming nonstop.

Soon, they managed to put together a full-on strategic plan aimed at Ye Chen.

And if everything went smoothly…

Then Ye Chen would be in serious trouble—he wouldn’t be able to pull off any tricks for a long time to come.