I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

“Don’t joke around like that. I can’t hold on much longer…”

Mu Nanzhi’s cheeks were flushed deep red, her legs tightly pressed together as she struggled to form words between clenched teeth. Each breath she took was labored, and her voice trembled with barely contained desperation.

“I really wish I was joking… but I’m not.” Shao Wanwan looked at her with growing concern.

Seeing Mu Nanzhi like this, she no longer felt amused. In fact, she was starting to panic a little herself.

Though she carried the reputation of a seductive troublemaker, she wasn’t some crazed killer who took lives on a whim. Her grudge with Mu Nanzhi wasn’t that deep to begin with. She just wanted to humiliate her a little, to let her make a fool of herself and satisfy a bit of her wicked curiosity.

But now… things had gotten out of hand.

If she’d known this would happen, she would have double-checked that she actually brought the antidote.

The dose she gave wasn’t light. Without the antidote, Mu Nanzhi’s blood would soon begin to boil from within, her vessels could rupture, and she might even die with blood leaking from her eyes and ears.

And Mu Nanzhi wasn’t just some nobody. She was extremely well-connected in the capital. If she died, there would definitely be people looking to avenge her.

And those guys weren’t ordinary rich playboys either. Their backgrounds were terrifying.

The Poison Sect had always existed in a shadowy space, not quite legal, not quite criminal. As long as they didn’t stir up too much trouble, no one actively came after them.

But if Mu Nanzhi dies from Shao Wanwan’s poison, that would change. Immediately.

There was even an official organization within the capital that oversaw the hidden martial world. Once activated, they had the power to suppress the entire underground.

Usually, that group wouldn’t mobilize unless a serious incident occurred. But Mu Nanzhi’s death would be more than enough reason to make them move.

That was why, even after being drugged, Mu Nanzhi hadn’t panicked at first. She had confidence that her connections alone were enough to protect her.

“You damn vixen…”

When Mu Nanzhi saw the panic flickering in Shao Wanwan’s eyes, she finally realized that this woman truly wasn’t joking.

There really was no antidote.

A wave of terror rose from her chest, but before it could fully overwhelm her, the strange heat from the drug surged again, wiping away her fear and replacing it with a haze of unnatural desire.

Her eyes shimmered like water under moonlight, and her trembling, flushed hand slowly reached toward Shao Wanwan.

Shao Wanwan blinked, instantly realizing Mu Nanzhi was hallucinating. She probably mistook her for a man now.

Shao Wanwan raised both hands and gave a helpless shrug. She didn’t plan to let her die, of course.

She stepped forward, placed a few precise taps on Mu Nanzhi’s acupoints to temporarily suppress the drug’s effects, and immobilized her so she wouldn’t scratch herself or make it worse.

Once that was done, Shao Wanwan looked around in all directions, hoping to spot someone—anyone—who could help.

But aside from herself and Mu Nanzhi, the entire mountain path was deserted.

Just when despair started creeping in, a faint wisp of smoke caught her eye rising from the mountaintop.

It looked like someone was burning paper offerings.

Joy lit up her face.

She sprinted toward the summit at full speed. As she got closer, she saw a group of people. And among them was a man whose silhouette felt incredibly familiar.

Wang Haoran had been standing beside Lu Yan, comforting her as she mourned. He hadn’t paid much attention to the surroundings.

But the moment he sensed someone approaching in a hurry, he lifted his head.

Their eyes met from across the clearing, and both froze in surprise.

Neither expected to run into the other here.

Shao Wanwan originally wanted to grab a random man to solve the problem, but when she saw him, she immediately dismissed that idea. She waved her hand quickly.

Wang Haoran saw her flustered expression and guessed something was wrong. He turned to Lu Yan and whispered a few words before walking over to her.

“Ancestor! Thank heavens you’re here! Hurry, come with me!”

In her panic, Shao Wanwan forgot all about formalities and directly grabbed his hand, dragging him down the mountain path.

Wang Haoran found her behavior odd and asked what was going on.

While they ran, Shao Wanwan quickly explained what she had done.

Wang Haoran’s expression turned blank with disbelief.

Before he could even begin to process it, they had already reached Mu Nanzhi.

She had lost consciousness. Her face and exposed skin were flushed, almost glowing red.

Shao Wanwan quickly explained the situation again, emphasizing what would happen if Mu Nanzhi dies.

Hearing that, Wang Haoran stepped forward and circulated his true qi, suppressing the raging poison within her. But this was only a temporary fix.

The dosage was far too strong. The poison had already spread through her bloodstream. It was impossible to purge it completely in such a short time.

“Ancestor, I didn’t bring the antidote. Do you have one on you?” Shao Wanwan asked anxiously.

She was sure someone like Wang Haoran would instantly recognize the kind of poison she used. If anyone could solve this, it was him.

But her question made Wang Haoran’s face twitch slightly.

Did she really just ask if he was carrying a female-specific antidote around with him?

Was she implying he kept stuff like that on hand in case he needed it?

“No, I don’t,” he replied flatly.

Even though he didn’t have the antidote… wasn’t he the antidote?

Shao Wanwan gave a casual wave and said matter-of-factly, “No antidote? That’s fine. You’ll just have to work a little harder then.”

Wang Haoran already knew where this was going, but hearing her say it out loud still gave him pause.

Then he suddenly remembered something—the “Protagonist Fortuitous Encounter Experience Card.”

It had been several days since he activated it. It was supposed to bring him a stroke of protagonist-level fortune.

Could this… be it?

Wait, no. This wasn’t a fortuitous encounter. This was clearly… a romantic encounter!

Wang Haoran muttered inwardly, trying to laugh it off, but his heart was racing a little faster now.

Mu Nanzhi’s face and figure—everything about her screamed “female lead material.”

Opportunities like this don’t fall from the sky every day.

Any normal man would’ve been excited.

But this wasn’t just any woman.

If he went through with this, it wouldn’t just be a one-time thing. She would definitely wake up and come after him with murder in her eyes.

He didn’t even know her. She’ll think he was taking advantage of her. And with how respected she was in the capital, she’ll bring hell with her if she wanted revenge.

If he accepted this “fortuitous encounter,” would he then have to go all the way and… silence her?

That thought flashed through his mind for a split second.

But then, another thought surfaced—the Super Peach Blossom Halo.

From his encounter with Song Zhihui before, he learned something important: for the halo to activate, the female lead needed to see him.

Mu Nanzhi was still unconscious, which meant the Super Peach Blossom Halo hadn’t fully triggered yet, and whether it would take effect at all was still uncertain.

But if it did activate completely, then everything would fall into place—she would see him as her destined man, and there’d be no fallout. After all, from her perspective, he wasn’t involved in this from the start.

He was just an innocent passerby, dragged into the mess by that troublemaking vixen Shao Wanwan to help her “detoxify.”

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