Villain Marrying The Heroine Is Perfectly Plausible, Right? - Chapter 114:
Chapter 114: Ye Chen Enters the Courtyard
Ye Chen said, “Your conditions are completely insincere. You’re clearly trying to humiliate me!”
The other party replied, “Then there’s no need to continue talking.”
“Hiss…” Ye Chen scratched his head, feeling this situation was tricky.
Marven Ye said, “How about I do it early in the morning?”
The other side seemed to consider it and then responded, “That can work.”
Ye Chen was a bit surprised and added, “But I have to wear a mask while doing it. Only then will I agree to this condition.”
The other party replied, “Then I need to check with CEO Jiang.” After a while, a reply came back, “Fine, but these are the only two conditions we can agree to.”
Ye Chen pumped his fist with joy. These two conditions were enough! Early morning, wearing a mask—no one would recognize him. There was nothing to be afraid of!
“It’s a deal! I, Ye Chen, accept this condition. But once I fulfill it, you must not go back on your word!”
The other party replied, “Don’t worry, Mr. Bai is also involved in this. We won’t go back on it.”
Now that both sides had reached an agreement, Ye Chen felt much more at ease holding the phone. He didn’t even need to pack his luggage anymore. Thanks to Bai Luobing’s help, the situation had taken a sudden turn for the better. He no longer had to flee Nanjiang.
Still, the conditions set by the Jiang family were deeply insulting. If it were the old Satan, he never would have agreed. But forced by circumstances, Ye Chen had no choice but to bow his head—for now. He would endure it! Once he rose again, he would never let the Jiang family off. The humiliation of today would be repaid one hundredfold!
Late at night… early morning.
In the quiet villa courtyard, Ye Chen quietly leaned out of the window. He was wearing only a pair of red shorts. His only cover was the Monkey King mask randomly found and worn over his face.
After checking that no one was around, he climbed down the water pipe. Once he left the villa courtyard, he turned on his phone’s front camera, recording himself while sprinting under the streetlights. He had to fulfill the conditions demanded by the Jiang family.
Ye Chen ran all the way to the largest square in Nanjiang City. Upon arriving, he held up his phone and looked around cautiously. The reason he had initially hesitated was that he feared the Jiang family might set an ambush and expose his actions.
But right now, he wasn’t afraid of any ambushes. Even though he was only wearing red shorts, the mask covered his face. No one could recognize him. What was there to be afraid of? If the Jiang family wanted to harm him, he could just run away.
Arriving at the square, he found it deserted—completely silent except for the occasional sound of crickets. That made him relax a little.
Now, all he had to do was dance in the square and send the video to the Jiang family. Once that was done, the grudge between him and the Jiang family would be considered settled, and they would no longer pursue the matter of the stolen secret recipe (acbg).
He picked a spot, propped up his phone, and turned on the video recording mode. Then he played the music.
“Bess Bess Bess~”
The beat of the social shaking dance echoed in the air. Ye Chen, dressed in red shorts and a Monkey King mask, began dancing wildly to the rhythm. He just needed to perform this dance three times and send the video to the Jiang family. That would complete the task, and he wouldn’t have to leave Nanjiang.
Under the starry midnight sky, in the empty square, the sound of social rocking echoed in solitude. In front of the phone camera, a man wearing red shorts and a Monkey King mask danced with abandon.
On the second round of dancing, Ye Chen started feeling completely immersed in the beat. There was no one around, and he was wearing a mask, so he wasn’t worried about being recognized. The music filled his ears, and the entire square felt like his private stage.
Ye Chen danced with all his energy. Facing the camera, he let his limbs go wild, moving however he pleased. He felt completely free! Especially without the burden of clothes, it was as if his soul had been set free. He thought, “In the future, if I’m ever feeling down, I’ll just dance like this to relax!”
With the dynamic music playing, Ye Chen spun his arms like propellers. Suddenly, several vans with headlights blazing surged out from different streets, rushing toward the square and surrounding him.
The blinding lights instantly jolted Ye Chen back to reality. The Jiang family really did set an ambush!
Before he could react, the doors of the vans swung open, and a group of people jumped out, encircling him. Most of them wore white lab coats like doctors, while others carried cameras.
Amidst the still-playing music, the leader of the group addressed the camera, “Many citizens reported a mentally ill man streaking and dancing wildly in the middle of the night. We have apprehended him. He will be taken to Longshan Mental Hospital for treatment. Please rest assured!”
Ye Chen: ???
Surrounded in the center, Ye Chen shouted, “You’re the ones who are mentally ill! I’m not crazy!”
The leader looked at him and said, “Middle of the night, red shorts, wearing a mask, shaking hands? And you say you’re not mentally ill?”
Ye Chen grinned evilly under the mask, “Stop pretending! You’re with the Jiang family, right? What are you trying to do to me?”
The leader calmly held up his ID and waved it in front of him. “As expected, you’re mentally unstable. Talking nonsense again. What Jiang family?”
“I’m the director of Longshan Mental Hospital, Yang Yongxin. Now, let’s get you back for treatment. Take him away!”
Ye Chen shouted, “You’ve got the wrong person! I’m not mentally ill!”
Yang Yongxin asked, “Then tell me, how do you prove that you’re not mentally ill?”
Ye Chen: ???
He was stumped. How could he prove that he wasn’t mentally ill?
Yang Yongxin asked again, “Let me ask you—what mask are you wearing on your face?”
Ye Chen touched his face. “Monkey King.”
“What Monkey King?”
“Monkey King! You don’t know the Great Sage Equal to Heaven?!”
“What is Monkey King?”
Ye Chen grew anxious. He started imitating a monkey scratching its ears and cheeks and even pretended to ride clouds and summon fog. “That Monkey King! You really don’t know?!”
Yang Yongxin appeared very confident. “And you say you’re not mentally ill? Take him away!”
A group of people rushed forward to restrain Ye Chen. Furious, he shouted, “You think you can stop me just like that?!”
With a few punches, Ye Chen knocked down those near him and prepared to escape. But suddenly, he felt a sting on his shoulder, like a mosquito bite. Looking down, he saw an anesthesia dart sticking into him. Nearby, a man held a tranquilizer gun.
“You… have no… wude~”
Ye Chen’s vision faded, and he fainted. Immediately after, he was bound and carried into one of the vans. The fleet of vans started moving and left Nanjiang City.
After driving for three hours, the convoy entered a desolate mountainous area. At dawn, along a winding road, a mental hospital hidden deep in the mountains came into view—Longshan Mental Hospital. The heavy iron gates slowly opened, and the vans filed inside.
In the morning, the “Goddess Alliance” WeChat group was filled with celebration. Ye Chen’s problem had finally been resolved!
Because of the stolen recipe, they had orchestrated this elaborate trap, and it had succeeded perfectly. Ye Chen was locked away in an isolated mental hospital. There was no more threat.
After all, putting him in jail wouldn’t work—the stolen formula wasn’t even real. It would be a complicated case, and even if he were convicted, it wouldn’t last long.
But locking him in a mental hospital? That was something they could control completely. He could be detained for however long they pleased.
Because the hardest thing for a person to prove… is that they’re not mentally ill.
From now on, there would be no so-called protagonist interfering. Chen Lang’s strange plotline wouldn’t be ruined anymore. With Ye Chen out of the picture, only the villains and their female leads were left to act.
As for who would get Chen Lang first? They were ready to show their skills—like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own magical powers.