The Plan Succeeds

The deceased Li Long hadn't just outplayed Wu Wei; he had outplayed Mo Yu even more thoroughly.

"Are you Wu Wei?"

"That's right, I am Wu Wei."

"Don't you write web novels?"

"Look at this face of mine; do I need to rely on talent to make money?" Wu Wei retorted.

This shameless counter-question left Mo Yu stifled to the point of internal injury.

Yet, she had to admit that what Wu Wei said made a lot of sense.

Why did she like Li Long in the first place?

Wasn't it just because the person in that photo was incredibly handsome?

"In other words, I fell in love with your face and Li Long's talent?" Mo Yu couldn't believe this fact.

Wu Wei, meanwhile, was shocked to his core by Mo Yu's words.

Young lady, what kind of experiences have you had to be able to say something so philosophical?

"I need some quiet time; I can't accept this."

Mo Yu vanished.

Leaving behind a Wu Wei who was left fluttering in the wind.

He couldn't quite accept this either.

What exactly is this Mo Yu?

Besides, Li Long was a real dog, actually making a move on his own fan.

And he even claimed to like Lan Meng.

Well, it seemed he really did like Lan Meng.

But to think he wanted to keep two boats under his feet—what a scumbag.

And he used his own photo and name to do it; disgusting.

"Are you really not writing novels?"

Mo Yu suddenly poked her head back out from the computer.

Wu Wei: "...I really don't write."

"What a pity. Can you give me a photo of Li Long?" Mo Yu asked, looking somewhat dejected.

Wu Wei dug out a photo of Li Long from his files.

He wasn't ugly, nor was he handsome; he was basically a passerby.

Mo Yu frowned.

If she hadn't seen Wu Wei, she might have let it slide.

But now, there was no way she could look at Li Long with any interest.

"Wu Wei, you should write novels." Mo Yu suddenly looked up and earnestly offered Wu Wei a suggestion.

Wu Wei remained silent, thinking to himself, What a moron.

"Isn't Li Long dead? You could replace Li Long and completely take over his identity."

The more Mo Yu thought about it, the more excited she became.

In this way, wouldn't the person she liked still be the same one as before?

"Young lady, although Li Long deceived you, he wouldn't deceive the website. The bank card he used was his own. Even if I wrote, I wouldn't be able to get the money."

Mo Yu hadn't shown any malice toward him, so Wu Wei couldn't be bothered to make an enemy of her.

On the whole, Wu Wei was actually a peace-loving person.

Even though he was currently pregnant with a daughter and in urgent need of a power bank.

As long as Mo Yu didn't court death, Wu Wei didn't want to go out of his way to cause her trouble.

Mo Yu didn't know that in Wu Wei's eyes, she was just a power bank; she thought her entrance had completely stunned him.

Seeing Wu Wei worried about the money, Mo Yu said generously, "Don't worry about the money. Whatever you earn in the backend each month, I'll give you that much. How about it?"

Wu Wei blinked and asked, "Are you trying to keep me as a kept man?"

Mo Yu's face flushed, and she said coyly, "It's so embarrassing to call it that. Actually, I just purely admire your talent."

"Are you sure it's not the face?"

Women are truly hypocritical.

Mo Yu's face turned even redder.

"Can't you leave me a little face?"

"Sorry, I don't sell my art, and I don't sell my body. You'd better go find someone else."

Mo Yu widened her eyes, pouted her little lips, and said fiercely, "Why won't you agree to me? Do you not like me?"

Qi Lin carefully sized up Mo Yu: an exquisite little face, a pert nose, big, fluttering eyes... she was indeed very beautiful.

But he really didn't like her.

Because he wasn't a beast, for heaven's sake.

Looking at her face, this girl couldn't be over 14, right?

That would be illegal.

"Miss, do you want me to tell you the truth or a lie?"

"The truth, of course."

"The truth is that I am too outstanding, and you aren't worthy of me."

Mo Yu: "..."

"And the lie?" She was already on the verge of tears.

Wu Wei said with a straight face, "I am a noble Joy Member, and you are just an ordinary SVIP QQ Member; you aren't worthy of me."

Mo Yu ground her teeth, wanting to kill someone.

"Are you an adult this year?"

"Of course, I'm 18."

"So, a legal loli," Wu Wei muttered to himself, though his heart remained as calm as still water.

This girl had a decent face, but her brain wasn't working too well.

If someone with Li Long's intelligence could trick her, Wu Wei felt it was impossible for him to ever like such a foolish girl.

So, he would just let her keep drooling over his face.

"Anything else? If not, you can leave." Wu Wei began to show her the door.

Mo Yu looked at Wu Wei's cold face, liking him more the longer she stared.

"Wu Wei, are you disgusted because I used to like Li Long?"

Wu Wei shrugged, too lazy to even acknowledge her.

"Actually, Li Long and I were just chatting casually."

Chatting casually, huh? That was rich.

"Actually, Li Long also chats casually with people online quite often," Wu Wei said offhandedly.

"Ah?"

"In our dorm, Li Long has a nickname: the 'Saint Demon of No Fap.' It seems he never has those kinds of thoughts, yet he is particularly keen on chatting with girls online."

Wu Wei filtered through his own memories and realized Li Long was actually such a weirdo.

Mo Yu's worldview was struggling to reshape itself.

"What is he after?"

"How would I know the thoughts of a pervert?" Wu Wei said as if it were obvious. "Would a normal man use my photos to flirt with other little girls?"

Before meeting Mo Yu, Wu Wei had never even imagined such a thing could happen.

"Let's stop talking about Li Long. Wu Wei, will you be my boyfriend?"

"No."

The moment he finished saying no, Wu Wei felt his eyelids growing heavy.

Mo Yu, you are courting death.

This thought flashed through Wu Wei's mind, and then he discovered that the surrounding environment had completely changed.

An illusion? Or a dream?

Wu Wei wasn't sure, but he was highly vigilant.

At this moment, Mo Yu successfully clapped her hands and even let out a whistle.

"Rejecting this young lady? I'll let you stay in the Ghost Illusion Realm for two hours, and you'll be begging me to save you, won't you?"

Mo Yu had full confidence in her Ghost Illusion Realm. Once a person entered, the most terrifying ghost in their heart would automatically appear.

The ghost would kill or even devour them. Facing such an environment, an ordinary person would naturally be scared out of their wits and seek help.

When that time came, Mo Yu would descend like a divine soldier, and Wu Wei would bow down in submission—plan successful.

Thinking this, Mo Yu probed her consciousness into the illusion.

At one look, her expression stiffened.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yu shrieked.

Wu Wei turned a deaf ear and continued his actions.

After entering the illusion, he had seen a disheveled female ghost crawling out of the television.

Wu Wei himself was startled as well.

However, he was certain this was fake, or perhaps a nightmare, so after a moment of thought, Wu Wei simply pushed the female ghost down.

So-called illusions are always meant to frighten people.

Nightmares operate on the same principle.

Then he would simply change the script.

Wu Wei did not believe that such a scene would exist in the script.

Sure enough, just as Wu Wei was truly prepared to push the female ghost down, the illusion—vanished.

A faint smile curled the corners of Wu Wei's mouth.

Now that is what you call a master plan.