Chapter 3467: Diva, Diva (24)

Yue Wenlun felt as if his body had been hollowed out following the fierce ‘battle.’

It had been incredibly savage and unusually pleasurable, and it had also lasted for a very long time.

Qiao Ling’er finished dressing and stood by the bed, looking down at Yue Wenlun. "You should give me the money now."

Yue Wenlun instantly felt a wave of nausea, as if he had just swallowed a large green blowfly.

This version of Qiao Ling’er completely subverted his previous impression of her. The moment she got out of bed, she could ask him for money without the slightest psychological burden!

How could he have done such a thing with this woman? He hadn’t been able to control himself at the time.

"You aren’t thinking of backing out, are you?" Qiao Ling’er watched him warily. "I gave my innocent body to you."

Yue Wenlun couldn't quite describe how he felt. He felt a lingering attachment to Qiao Ling’er's body, yet he also felt a faint sense of disgust.

It felt like finding money that had fallen into a latrine pit—it was disgusting to pick it up, but it felt like a loss to leave it there.

Yue Wenlun wrote a check and handed it to Qiao Ling’er. She took one look and saw that the check was only for one million.

"What is the meaning of this?" Qiao Ling’er instantly exploded with rage. It wasn't ten million, but one million. Yue Wenlun was truly too treacherous.

"For a woman like you, one million is already plenty!" Yue Wenlun said bluntly. Since he felt disgusted, he wanted to make Qiao Ling’er feel disgusted too.

Qiao Ling’er was deathly pale with anger. He was pure trash, a lowlife. What was all that talk about love? The moment something happened, he tossed her aside. Qiao Ling’er felt miserable. Why couldn't she ever find love?

Why wasn't there a single man who was utterly devoted to her?

To scrape together ten million, Qiao Ling’er was truly pushing herself. If it was one million a time, then she would just have to do it ten times.

Qiao Ling’er asked the system why it couldn't just give her the money directly. She needed money, money, money!

The system simply stated that it did not provide such a service, nor did such a service exist.

If it even provided money, wouldn't these hosts just stop doing anything and lie around waiting for the cash? How could that be possible?

Qiao Ling’er and Yue Wenlun reached a tacit understanding: one million per session. Qiao Ling’er endured the humiliation and finally obtained the ten million, which she then turned over to the court.

"Change my face now. I don’t want to be stuck with this face anymore." Now that the loose ends were tied up, Qiao Ling’er couldn't wait to change her appearance.

She didn't want anything more to do with Yue Wenlun.

"It might hurt a bit during the transformation. Bear with it," the system said coldly. Then, Qiao Ling’er felt a gut-wrenching pain.

It felt as if every bone in her body was being smashed to pieces. Her face, in particular, felt as though someone were using a hammer to strike it heavily, blow after blow. Her cheekbones shattered, and her skull fractured.

Qiao Ling’er clutched her head and tore at her hair. It felt like being cast into the eighteen levels of hell; the agony was immense.

Her eyes turned bloodshot and vacant as she lay on the floor, twitching.

This was ‘a bit’ of pain? This was excruciating. Having her bones crushed inch by inch was a pain that was simply unbearable.

If she could start over, her life wouldn't be this tragic. Next time, she would definitely act with more caution.

Once she had enough power, she would surely take revenge on Yue Wenlun and Mu Shuyao.

Qiao Ling’er harbored deep resentment—resentment toward Yue Wenlun for not loving her and for humiliating her!

Qiao Ling’er was unable to withstand the pain and eventually lost consciousness. However, even in her coma, her body continued to twitch as it slowly underwent its transformation.

When Qiao Ling’er finally woke up, her body was aching.

"The face-change was successful," the system notified her.

Qiao Ling’er scrambled up from the floor and went to the bathroom. In the mirror, she saw a completely foreign face. Her features were exquisite and her aura noble. Where she once had an ethereal, fairy-like air, she now looked like a magnificent, regal peony.

They were two entirely different people.

Even if Qiao Ling’er stood before her own parents now, they wouldn't recognize her.

Even Yue Wenlun, who had been so intimate with her, couldn't possibly know who she was.

Every movement she made carried an air of elegance.

Qiao Ling’er touched her face and murmured, "I really like this face.

"I like it a lot."

Her previous vibe had been too similar to Mu Shuyao's, but now she was one of a kind.

Qiao Ling’er took a shower and surveyed her body. She was curvaceous, and her legs were long and straight. She was beautiful.

The system was incredible. This was a full-body plastic surgery, yet it was perfectly natural, without a single trace of any procedure.

If there were more systems like this, who knew how many beauties would be created?

This face-changing game was really interesting. Could she change to other faces in the future? The thought made her feel quite excited.

Plastic surgery was addictive, and so was changing faces—provided one could endure the pain of the process.

If she encountered an unsolvable problem in the future, she could just change her identity and start over. It was like having many rebirths; life held infinite possibilities.

"Please do not get ahead of yourself. You still have no fans, nor have you successfully captured a single man. At most, you’ve slept with one. That isn't love. No one has risked their life for you or abandoned their beliefs and interests for your sake," the system said with utter coldness. "This is your last chance. If you still fail, I will have no choice but to detach from you."

"Don't! Please, don't! I'll definitely work hard."

Terrified, Qiao Ling’er repeatedly made promises, swearing she would work hard to complete the tasks given by the system.

Despite the system's threat, Qiao Ling’er's good mood wasn’t dampened.

She opened her computer, plugged in a USB drive, and used her original Weibo account to post an X-rated video.

The content of the video showed Yue Wenlun ‘raping’ Qiao Ling’er.

The two of them had been in a transaction, but occasionally, when they were enjoying themselves, they would engage in a bit of roleplay. Qiao Ling’er had been the one to suggest this particular rape scenario, and Yue Wenlun had cooperated. That was how the video was produced.

On Weibo, Qiao Ling’er claimed that Yue Wenlun had raped her and threatened her not to reveal the truth. She also claimed that Yue Wenlun was the mastermind behind the plagiarism scandal.

To prevent Yue Wenlun from reconnecting or reconciling with his ex-girlfriend, Mu Shuyao, Qiao Ling’er also stated that Yue Wenlun had helped her snatch the lead role in the original xianxia drama.

She claimed she was merely a puppet in Yue Wenlun’s hands, doing everything according to his instructions.

She said she was young, new to the entertainment industry, and ignorant. Under Yue Wenlun’s misleading influence, she had done some bad things.

Finally, she said the entertainment industry was too dark and that she was leaving it forever, asking everyone to let her go.

Qiao Ling’er’s X-rated video went viral instantly. The woman in the video was indeed Qiao Ling’er, and Yue Wenlun’s face was clearly visible a few times. The footage was clear and the content so explicit that it immediately sparked heated discussions among netizens.

Qiao Ling’er was very satisfied with what she had done. In any case, the woman in the video was no longer her, so she had no reason to worry. Although she felt a tiny bit of discomfort, it felt more like she was watching someone else’s sex tape.

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