Chapter 52 Forced Love from My Archrival 1

Chapter 52: Forced Love with My Archenemy 1

Location: Imperial Capital's Top Entertainment Venue

This place is the best spot for all the wealthy young masters of the Imperial Capital to indulge in leisure and entertainment, situated in the city center where land is worth its weight in gold.

The man lying in the middle of the king-size sofa enjoyed the hostesses fawning over him like stars around the moon.

Though the man had women on both sides, his eyes, cold as winter stars, remained unusually sharp and sober.

"Young Master Lin, you're not in a good mood today! Drinking this little—are you trying to raise fish in that glass?"

A hanger-on beside him tried to keep pouring him drinks, but he brushed it off without missing a beat.

"I'm done. Any more and I'll be wasted."

"Ding-dong! System online!"

Hearing the sound of the system connecting successfully, Lin Huaiqing asked, a hint of urgency in his voice:

"Is it still the 'Little Cripple' system?"

In his last world, although he was blind, that was a triple payout—worth three normal worlds.

However, the higher-ups always assigned the system; hosts had no say in it.

"Congrats, host, you've bound to the 'Little Cripple Wants Love Too' system. Current progress: 1%. Please confirm the bound character:"

When the system repeated the full name, it finally clicked that something was off.

So the system's full name was "Little Cripple Wants Love Too." The first time he'd heard it in the previous world, he'd only focused on the first three words.

Only now did he realize this was a romance plotline.

No wonder Qin Du had caught feelings for him last world. It was all the scenario's fault.

So why couldn't the person he was supposed to romance be a woman?

"Name: Lin Huaiqing. Gender: Male. Height: 179cm. Weight: 69kg. Identity: The Lin family's youngest young master in the Imperial Capital..."

After going over the bound character's info, Lin Huaiqing instinctively touched his legs.

Legs? Check. Arms? Check. 20/20 vision, and he could talk.

He was perfectly fine—so what the hell was disabled about him?

The system picked up on Lin Huaiqing's confusion and helpfully reminded him:

"Host Lin Huaiqing has a congenital intellectual impairment, diagnosed as mild intellectual disability. Current IQ: 69."

Lin Huaiqing: "..."

Okay. Great. Just great!

No wonder he couldn't tell what was wrong—it was his brain that was broken.

Back when he'd joined the Time and Space Security Bureau, he'd taken an IQ test and scored around 115—not exactly genius-level, but above average.

Watching it plummet like that, Lin Huaiqing felt a twinge of despair.

He was about to open Baidu to look up:

"Will an IQ of 69 mess with my ability to finish missions?"

Feeling like his brain was running on fumes, Lin Huaiqing pinged the system again.

"You still haven't told me what the main quest is this time!"

"The mission's a piece of cake. You're just a background character. So you don't need brains—just pay attention to the details. Above all, don't confuse the hero and the villain!"

Per the system, the world he was in now was nearly identical to the real one. Just virtual.

As the Lin family's youngest young master in the Imperial Capital, he'd been the male lead's sworn enemy since they were kids. Their families were also business rivals in the marketplace.

Pretty soon, the male lead would drive the Lin family's business into bankruptcy. As cannon fodder, he'd have to beg the male lead for a loan, only to get stomped on and humiliated.

His role was nothing more than a dumb cannon-fodder villain—a tool for the male lead to flex and slap faces later, cranking up the story's satisfaction.

So yeah, he was a flat, throwaway character. All he had to do was keep stirring up trouble for the male lead early on, get on his radar, and make him hate his guts.

Then later, he'd let the male lead tear him down in front of everyone.

He was the kind of brain-dead cannon-fodder villain who went looking for death just for the hell of it.

Once he'd figured out his role, Lin Huaiqing felt a bit more at ease.

Suddenly, the spaced-out Lin Huaiqing jolted, his whole body twitching.

The next second, he caught the hand of the woman beside him that was creeping toward his "sensitive spot."

The woman whose hand he'd caught knew her limits and backed off fast. No more probing.

Guess the young master of the Lin family wasn't feeling it tonight.

"Young Master Lin, Brother Mo told me to let you know he's bringing a friend over to hang."

"A friend? Who?" Lin Huaiqing asked lazily, lifting his eyes.

"I think his last name's Qin. He said you two go way back."

"Qin?!" Lin Huaiqing zeroed in on something, his voice suddenly tense. "Don't tell me it's Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng was, of course, the male lead of this story.

The system uploaded the original owner's memories into his head, and they felt as real as if he'd lived them.

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes! His surname is Qin! An old friend indeed. They've arrived downstairs."

"I gotta hit the bathroom." Lin Huaiqing used the bathroom as an excuse to escape, using that time to think with his not-so-bright brain about how to cause trouble for the male lead.

"You'd better not run off—it took forever to get you out here!"

Lin Huaiqing came out of the restroom and leisurely worked up a lather at the sink.

Speaking of his history with the male lead, Qin Feng, it would take days and nights to tell.

Since childhood, their families had been neighbors, with both family businesses just getting off the ground and going head-to-head.

Their fathers fought tooth and nail in the business world, while he and the two Qin brothers were at each other's throats at school.

In middle school, they competed over who had more clout; in high school, over grades (which he never won); and in college, over dating.

If you ask how someone with his mild intellectual impairment ended up at the same university as the male lead, it was purely because the Lin family had deep pockets.

It wasn't about who dated more girls, but who the girls liked more.

Speaking of which, Lin Huaiqing was fuming. He had chased after the Campus Belle for three whole months, buying her breakfast, drinks, and fancy La Mer skincare.

Yet within just three days of them dating, she was snatched away by that Qin guy.

Not only did that Qin guy rub it in, but he even forwarded him the love letter she'd written!

He was furious!! This was a grudge that could never be settled—stealing his girl was unforgivable!

The angrier he got, the harder he washed, until he almost scrubbed his skin raw.

"Mm-hmm... Ah."

Low, blush-inducing moans drifted out of the restroom.

Judging by the sound, it was a man and a woman, doing something in the men's room that would never make it past the censors.

The woman wasn't loud, but he heard her loud and clear.

Qin Fan was already seated in the luxury VIP suite, looking around but still not spotting the familiar face.

"So you're the young CEO Qin, huh? I've heard a lot about you. Here's my business card."

"And mine..."

The Qin Group had shot up like bamboo after a spring rain in recent years, leapfrogging the Lin family to become the top player in Beijing's real estate and finance sectors.

The Qin Group's boss—Qin Feng and Qin Fan's dad—had been thinking of handing the reins to his sons because of his health.

That's why Qin Fan had flown back from overseas, planning to build his career back home.

"Where's Lin Huaiqing?" Qin Fan, now holding several business cards, asked, clearly annoyed.

"Oh! Young Master Lin... he's in the restroom."

"Excuse me." With that, Qin Fan got up and headed for the restroom.

In the stall, the couple was really going at it, loud enough to be heard clearly from outside.

Lin Huaiqing had come here to think, but ran into these two lovebirds. He figured he might as well use the restroom himself.

He'd just shut the door when Qin Fan barged into the restroom.

Hearing those moans from the stall, Qin Fan's face went dark.