I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

Su Lang's 17 shadow guards immediately rushed to protect him.

Alas, most of these shadow guards had taken drinks for Su Lang and were now poisoned just like him.

Only seven of the shadow guards could truly exert their combat power.

While the attacking enemies numbered over twenty.

Individually, these twenty-plus people were not a match for any one of the shadow guards, but they had the advantage in numbers.

The two sides clashed, with the shadow guards suffering heavy casualties.

The guests scattered, fleeing to avoid getting caught in the chaos.

Yang Jingwan, couldn't help but panic at her impeded movement.

But soon, she felt a strong arm wrapping around her waist.

Yang Jingwan was pulled away from the chaotic battle and brought to a safe place.

“How did I do?”

“Are you referring to in the room or at the wedding?”

“Of course at the wedding!” Yang Jingwan chastised.

“If you’re talking about the wedding, then quite well, you met my expectations.”

Yang Jingwan felt odd at his choice of words.

Did he mean to say that his other performance wasn’t as good?

“I… I don’t have much experience, but if I keep at it, I'll definitely satisfy you,” Yang Jingwan muttered, her voice as small as a mosquito buzz.

However, Wang Haoran, who had excellent hearing, still heard it clearly.

“Then I'll look forward to your performance,” Wang Haoran said with a smile.

Yang Jingwan hung her head, blushing and unable to speak.

[Days later.]

The disturbance from the wedding had settled.

Su Lang tragically died in the conflict with his enemies, and his followers also met misfortune in this incident.

Thus, the invincible God of War was history.

Wang Haoran returned to school and immersed himself in his studies.

On the blackboard, it was clearly written in big red chalk letters: 12 Days Until College Entrance Exam.

Recently, Wang Haoran has had to expend quite a bit of effort on God of War-related issues, going as far as to take numerous days off.

But with the college entrance exam imminent, he naturally needed to buckle down.

That said… even if he didn't score well, Wang Xiang and Zhen Li could still arrange for his admission to Qingling University.

Nevertheless, a backdoor entry would be too embarrassing.

Given his perfectionist nature, gaining direct admission would be the preferred route.

In the following days, Wang Haoran devoted himself entirely to his studies, diligently reviewing his lessons.

The college entrance exam arrived as scheduled.

Two days of testing quickly passed.

After finishing the English exam in the afternoon of the 8th, Wang Haoran confidently stepped out of the exam hall.

He was free at last.

Apart from waiting for the results, he had nothing else to do now that it was vacation.

And Fang Heng, being a source of free infinite money, basically posed no threat to him.

In this stress-free situation, Wang Haoran lived quite a corrupt life.

Every night was filled with revelry.

Wang Haoran gradually lost his fighting spirit to compete with the protagonists and wanted to live his days peaceably as a “salty fish1People who have no intention of doing anything.“, enjoying life with a few close female leads.

However, he soon realised how dangerous this idea was. He was an antagonist, not the protagonist. How could he have a happy ending just like that?

Time flew. Half a month later, the results were out.

Wang Haoran scored 691 points.

With this score, he could easily enter any university in Yan Country.

When Wang Xiang and Zhen Li found out about their son's score, they even specially ordered a Bugatti Veyron as a reward.

However, it would take some time for the manufacturer to ship it, so the Bugatti wouldn't reach Wang Haoran's hands just yet.

In addition to the supercar, Wang Haoran also received another reward.

A villa worth 50 million near Qingling University.

However, this villa wasn’t from Wang Xiang and Zhen Li, but from Tang Bingyun.

With no shortage of money, this wealthy woman wanted to shower her appreciation the moment she heard of how well he’d done.

A few days after the results were out, it was time to fill out college preferences.

In Wang Haoran’s class, some students had long decided which universities they wanted to apply to, but some were still hesitating.

Among them was Xu Muyan.

Her deskmate, Wen Jing, had already finished filling out her college preferences.

Xu Muyan glanced over and was immediately surprised.

“Jingjing, your score is just on the admission cut-off for Qingling University. Aren't you afraid you won’t get in? If you don't, you might have to go to a second-tier university even though your score qualifies you for a first-tier one!”

“What’s there to be afraid of? Let's give it a try. Maybe I’ll get in directly,” Wen Jing said relaxedly.

“You're really bold…”

“Hehe.” Wen Jing laughed and didn’t explain why.

She certainly couldn’t say that someone had assured her that she could safely get into Qingling University even with a score that barely passed, could she?

“Yanyan, haven't you decided where to apply yet?” Wen Jing asked, noticing Xu Muyan was still hesitating.

“Yeah.” Xu Muyan looked worried.

“You scored 689, didn’t you? With that score, you could just apply to the best school in the capital. What's there to hesitate about?” Wen Jing was puzzled.

“It’s too far,” Xu Muyan mumbled, then sneakily glanced around and whispered to Wen Jing:

“Jingjing, could you check which universities Wang Haoran is applying to for me? I want to consider those.”

“Oh…” Wen Jing suddenly understood the reason for Xu Muyan’s hesitation.

“What do you mean ‘oh'? Go check for me,” Xu Muyan urged, adding, “But remember, don’t say I asked you to look.”

“Okay, I'm going.” Wen Jing got up and went to Wang Haoran's desk.

“Yanyan asked me to see what universities you’re applying to. What should I say?” Wen Jing, completely ignoring Xu Muyan’s instructions, blurted everything out.

“Just tell her the truth. Where to apply is up to her,” Wang Haoran said.

He wasn’t planning on interfering with Xu Muyan’s thoughts. After all, they hadn’t made any substantial progress in their relationship, so it’s only natural that she would be free to choose.

Wen Jing nodded and quickly reported back.

“With such a good score, why apply to Qingling University…” Xu Muyan was stunned.

“Maybe he feels that the capital is too far away,” Wen Jing casually explained, then asked, “What about you, where are you planning to apply?”

“I…” Xu Muyan was still hesitating.

If Wang Haoran had applied to the best university in the capital, she would have followed him without a second thought, because that was the university she had long admired.

But Wang Haoran chose Qingling University.

To be honest, Xu Muyan didn’t really want to go to Qingling University.

Going there with her scores felt like a waste.

Hadn't she studied hard for so many years precisely to get into the best university in the capital?

The opportunity was right in front of her now, and with her score, she would definitely be admitted if she applied there.

But if she went to the capital, then she and he…