The Plan Is in Motion ✔

The woman in thick glasses shifted from suspicion to surprise in an instant.

Lin Meng let out a small sob and continued, “Six months ago, I found another woman’s earring at home. But my wife is so beautiful, so I pretended not to notice. Then she got worse and worse—lingerie started appearing in our house, and the other woman even left toys on our marriage bed just to provoke me. Tell me, if this happened to you, could you take it? I just want to catch the other woman and beat her up. I don’t want to divorce my wife!”

As if sheer desperation had finally forced her to admit she’d been cuckolded, she suddenly covered her eyes, crouched down, and dissolved into broken sobs.

The woman in thick glasses now wore an expression of deep sympathy.

She couldn’t help but comfort Lin Meng. “Ah... in marriage, you have to turn a blind eye sometimes. You love your wife too much.”

Lin Meng stood up again and nodded vigorously. “So can you do it?”

The woman in thick glasses was briefly stunned by how quickly she recovered. Before she could recover, Lin Meng promptly pulled a gift box from her bag. Inside were two olive-green gemstones, slightly pale in hue. “Can you make earrings out of these two gems? I mean, put both the listening device and the tracker inside them, and then I’ll give them to my wife. When she goes to meet the other woman, I can use the matching earring to go beat up the mistress.”

The suspicion in the woman’s eyes had now turned into pity for Lin Meng’s misfortune and exasperation at her weakness. She couldn’t help but wonder—just how beautiful could this woman’s wife be, to make her willing to be cuckolded like this?

“Alright... but I’ll need two days.”

At that, Lin Meng finally felt her heart settle.

When she walked out of the shop, her phone screen still displayed the payment page: 『Paid with xx bank card ¥300』.

The all-knowing netizens said that although this was a small workshop, custom work was still pricey. The listening device alone cost over five hundred. She was asking for both a listening device and a tracker at once—so why did the owner only charge her three hundred?

Was it because the earrings were so small that it didn’t cost that much?

But Lin Meng didn’t know that the smaller the listening and tracking device, the more expensive it was. After Lin Meng left, the woman pushed up her glasses—her prescription had to be at least a thousand degrees—and looked at the two olive gemstones with a deep sigh. “Ah... life is hard for all of us. I’ll just charge you the cost price.”

…

Lin Meng’s life was extremely simple. Before she ever encountered Yun Huaizhu, her routine had been simple: go to work at the company, come home, lie in bed at night scrolling through pictures of beautiful women. But once she learned that the novel’s main couple existed in this world, besides looking at beautiful women, she began planning how to change the tragic ending of this ill-fated pair, step by step.

Though her power was minuscule, as long as she could alter the original trajectory even slightly, the later plot would be on the verge of collapse.

On top of that, Lin Meng had also tried searching for the novel’s other protagonist—the one whose heart-wrenching, body-and-soul torment was intertwined with that of the bottom, Yun Huaizhu. That was Su Yutang.

Speaking of Su Yutang, she was probably the most powerful figure in this book. The moment she was born, tests showed a 90% chance she would differentiate into an S-rank alpha.

To welcome her birth, her grandmother spared no expense to build her the Musk Rose Manor. The novel said that by age three, she was already posing for photos with people at the highest echelon of this world—the people who decided the rules society ran by. At five, she was invited to walk in international fashion shows.

At ten, her family named her the sole heir of the Su Corporation. She was practically the little princess of this world.

With Su Yutang’s commanding social status and identity, Yun Huaizhu’s family background couldn’t quite compare. Yun Huaizhu’s family had started out signing artists, then grew into a film and television chain. It was exactly this gap in status that allowed Su Yutang to humiliate and trample Yun Huaizhu at will.

Lin Meng had never seen a couple like Su Yutang and Yun Huaizhu in real life, but she was certain that once their misunderstandings were resolved, their CP dynamic would become: bottom conquers top, marriage before love, a sweet and loving couple.

So satisfying. So addictive.

Unfortunately, someone like Su Yutang—a celestial dragon among mortals—had been heavily protected since birth. After searching online for a while, all Lin Meng found was a childhood photo of Su Yutang at fashion week, posing with the president of Country F. As for what Su Yutang looked like now, she had no clue.

It seemed she would still have to start from Yun Huaizhu’s end.

After returning to her rented apartment, Lin Meng checked her bank balance again. She knew checking it would only make her miserable, but she had no choice—she needed to work out her expenses for the next few days.

The reason she was scrimping and saving in the first place was that she’d spent a fortune on those two olive gemstones. With her current finances, she couldn’t afford high-quality olive stones at all. But if the gift was too shabby, someone like Yun Huaizhu—who was used to fine things—might just toss it aside. Then she might never learn Yun Huaizhu’s home address.

Although buying those two olive gemstones had cost her a month’s salary and made her heart ache, just thinking about how the CP she shipped would end up sweet and happy together later still brought a smile to her face.

…

Two days later, Lin Meng went to the shop to pick up the earrings. When she saw the pair of olive-stone earrings inlaid with silver wire and rice pearls, her eyes lit up.

The woman in thick glasses kindly explained that she had embedded the miniature listening device and tracker into the earrings, guaranteed flawless to the eye, and then walked Lin Meng through how to operate them on her phone.

Once Lin Meng understood, she looked up at the woman. “You’re so skilled at making earrings—why are you repairing computers?”

The woman froze at those words, as if she couldn’t believe it. After a long moment, she lowered her head. “Are they really that pretty?”

Lin Meng held the earrings up reverently. “Prettier than some haute couture I’ve seen. How about I add you on social media? Next time...”

Just then, as if something had just occurred to her, she hurriedly corrected herself. “Uh... I mean, if my wife likes them, I’ll come back to you next time.”

The woman in thick glasses said nothing. She simply pulled up her WeChat QR code for Lin Meng to scan. Only then did Lin Meng notice the character *Wan in her WeChat name.

So her name was Li Wan.

Lin Meng was overjoyed. She was even humming a tune as she left. After the woman had seen her out the door, she finally couldn’t hold back anymore—she took off her thick glasses and wiped the tears from her face. If you looked closely, she was actually quite young; it was just that the dim, cluttered surroundings made her complexion seem dull.

…

Soon, the day of Yun Huaizhu’s concert arrived. It happened to be Sunday—everything lined up so conveniently that Lin Meng didn’t even need to ask for time off.

Before going out, she checked the earrings repeatedly. Then, after confirming on her phone that the devices inside were connected, she carefully placed the earrings into a beautifully wrapped gift box.

Since she had a front-row inner-floor ticket, she didn’t have to wait long in line for ticket inspection. She took the VIP entrance all the way into the inner floor.

Lin Meng thought she’d arrived quite early, but when she walked into the venue, she discovered that the stadium hosting the concert was already packed.

In truth, Lin Meng was a little nervous. It was her first time in a crowd this large. She carefully checked the seat number on her ticket, then headed toward the front-center section.

An hour before the concert, Yun Huaizhu was in the dressing room when her manager practically ran in. Seeing Yun Huaizhu sitting there calmly, letting the makeup artist do her work, the manager grew even more exasperated. “Huaizhu, you really want to announce your retirement at the concert? I mean, isn’t this a bit too sudden? The fans aren’t prepared. If they hear this at the happiest moment of the concert, they definitely won’t be able to accept it!”

Yun Huaizhu said calmly, “Sister Lu, thank you for your concern. But you were sent here by Yunjing Company, weren’t you? From what I know, that company was recently acquired by the Su Corporation too. It’s my fault for retiring before my contract expires; someone will pay you the penalty fees. Whether you think I’ve let down the fans or been ungrateful, I won’t explain anything further.”

Sister Lu fell silent at once.

Everyone in the industry now knew that Yun Huaizhu belonged to the young heir of the Su family. The agency managing her career had been acquired by the Su family—which meant this was all at the young heir’s behest.

By saying this, Yun Huaizhu was also covertly warning her: if she wanted to keep her current job, she’d better not run her mouth.

Sister Lu accepted reality helplessly. “But the fans really won’t accept it so easily.”

Yun Huaizhu nodded slightly. “I know. I’ll apologize to them.”

Things had reached this point; Yun Huaizhu’s retirement was set in stone. Even without knowing the inside story, Sister Lu could see that Yun Huaizhu seemed to have lost her freedom—nothing was up to her anymore.

After Lin Meng sat down, chatter bubbled up around her. “I heard they added three new songs from the album this time!”

“I bought twenty copies of the new album! It’s so good—the goddess’s voice is literally heavenly!”

Aside from admiring Yun Huaizhu’s face and performances, Lin Meng had never delved deeper into the fandom. So she silently prayed no one would come over to chat.

But wishes often go the other way. Just as she thought that, a girl with a glow-in-the-dark headband reading “Only Love Huaizhu” and fandom-themed makeup approached. “Hey sis, are you a new fan? I’ve never seen you before.”

“Why aren’t you holding anything? Here, here—this is a light stick to cheer with, this is a fan banner, and there are some small gifts and Zhuzhu merch in this bag. Take them!” As she spoke, the girl stuffed a pile of things into Lin Meng’s arms.

Lin Meng didn’t dare move. “Th-this... how could I accept?”

The girl beamed. “Almost everyone in the front row of the inner floor is from our fan group. All inner-floor fans get these. Sis, when Zhuzhu comes out, we’ll scream like crazy together!”

Although Lin Meng had no intention of screaming, she still nodded in agreement.

Fans really were passionate. It was genuinely the first time Lin Meng had encountered someone so enthusiastic, but she couldn’t quite relax herself.

About ten minutes later, a slender figure slowly rose onstage, faintly visible under the lights. When the first line of the song hit, the entire stadium erupted in screams—and from not far away, Lin Meng finally saw Yun Huaizhu’s face clearly.

Lin Meng’s breath caught. It was a face of truly indescribable beauty—even more stunning in person than in photos or videos.