I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain - Chapter 375: The Unlucky Yan Yuntian

As soon as he heard Feng Anna’s remark, a spark lit up in Wang Haoran’s mind.

Could it be? With Yan Yuntian cursed by misfortune, was there a chance that the meteor had actually landed right on that massive villa of his?

The thought was absurd—comically far-fetched, even. He quickly dismissed it with a silent shake of the head. There was no way something that ridiculous could actually happen.

But then—

【Ding! Host’s behind-the-scenes manipulation has caused protagonist Yan Yuntian to be struck by severe misfortune and suffer serious injury. You’ve earned 2600 villain points. Yan Yuntian’s protagonist halo -130. Host’s villain halo +130!】

The system prompt appeared out of nowhere, and Wang Haoran’s eyes widened in disbelief.

What the hell? No way. The meteor really landed on his damn house?

As crazy as it sounded, it actually happened. And though the guy didn’t die, he was seriously hurt.

Wang Haoran was seconds away from laughing out loud, but before he could revel in it fully, a different worry crept into his mind and made his smile freeze.

He rubbed his temple, excused himself, and casually told Feng Xuansu he was too sleepy to stay up any longer. Then he headed back to his room and immediately called Yu Ning.

Both Yu Ning and Yun Xuan lived in that same mansion. If the meteor injured Yuntian, there was a chance the blast hit them too.

Wang Haoran never meant for it to go that far. He just wanted to watch Yan Yuntian fall into a pit—not drag two beautiful girls down with him. Even in his most chaotic calculations, he never imagined a meteor would literally fall from the sky and flatten the guy’s house.

If either of them were hurt because of this, he’d never be able to forgive himself.

The phone rang. Seconds ticked by. His fingers tapped against his leg, a tightness growing in his chest.

Then, finally, someone picked up.

“Y-Young Master… it was so scary…” Yu Ning’s voice trembled through the receiver, clearly rattled by what had just happened.

But hearing her voice—frightened, but alive was enough to let Wang Haoran finally exhale.

“You’re okay?” he asked, making sure.

“It looked like a meteor fell from the sky and hit our villa,” she stammered.

“Is Yu Nxuan alright?” he asked immediately, unable to rest until he was sure.

“We’re both fine,” Yun Xuan’s voice chimed in from the background.

The weight in Haoran’s chest disappeared all at once.

So the misfortune really was targeting Yuntian alone. Gu Yurou’s absurd luck halo wasn’t random—it picked its victim precisely. Even though others might be caught in the blast radius, it seemed like none of them would be seriously affected.

Reassured, Wang Haoran shifted back into a playful tone and asked the most important question.

“What about Yan Yuntian?”

“We live in the rear courtyard,” Yuning replied. “He stays in the front. The explosion came from there, but we haven’t gone to check yet.”

“Then go check now,” Haoran said.

“Yes, Young Master.”

He could hear their hurried footsteps on the other end, the two women rushing to investigate.

Not long after, Yuning’s voice returned. “The meteor crashed right into the side of Yan Yuntian’s bedroom. The entire place is destroyed. We think he’s buried under the rubble.”

She paused for a moment before asking, “Should we do anything? Or… leave him there?”

Wang Haoran didn’t answer immediately. He thought about it.

If Yuntian were meant to die that easily, he would’ve been crushed to death on the spot. But since he survived, it meant the protagonist’s halo was still protecting him. Even if the girls didn’t do anything, he wouldn’t die. Not that easily.

And besides, with such a huge commotion, emergency services were bound to arrive soon. Whether Yuning and Yunxuan helped or not didn’t make much difference.

“Just call it in like normal,” Haoran said after a moment. “And let Yan Feipeng and Feng Rao know what happened.”

Yuntian getting hurt this badly was bound to draw his parents over.

Wang Haoran had already been planning to use Feng Rao to further unravel Yuntian’s mental state. The only problem was her special status—she couldn’t just leave Fengxi Sect whenever she wanted.

But now? With her precious son seriously injured, no one would question her rushing over to Qingling.

Later that night, Haoran went to find Shao Wanwan.

He wanted her to keep an eye on Gu Yurou from now on.

Using Gu Yurou as bait to trap Yuntian had been a massive success. She couldn’t be used directly, sure, but she was a ticking time bomb for anyone who tried to harm her.

And as a fellow woman, Wanwan could approach Gu Yurou easily. She was the perfect person for the job.

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Meanwhile, in a local hospital, Yan Yuntian lay unconscious in a bed, badly injured but alive.

Yu Ning had already informed both Yan Feipeng and Feng Rao. The two of them confirmed they would be heading to Qingling immediately to see their son.

Of course, it wouldn’t be right away. One was the head of a massive corporate empire, and the other the leader of a secluded sect. People like them couldn’t just drop everything and travel.

They’d need to make arrangements before they could come.

—

The next morning, Wang Haoran had nothing pressing to do. He showed up at school, looking completely relaxed, waiting for Yuntian’s parents to arrive.

Inside the financial studies building, a young female assistant stepped into an office.

Slumped over one of the desks was a man.

She walked up and tapped his shoulder. “Did you stay up late again? Wake up. Professor Liu Yue’s lecture is in the morning, and we need to get those materials ready in advance.”

She shook him gently, but the man didn’t stir.

A bad feeling crawled up her spine. She reached out with shaky fingers and checked under his nose.

No breath.

“Ahhh!” Her face went pale. Letting out a terrified scream, she turned and fled the office in a panic.

But just seconds after she was gone, the man’s fingers twitched. His eyelids fluttered. Slowly, he opened his eyes.

He sat up and blinked in confusion, looking around the unfamiliar office.

“I was working overtime at the company… How did I end up here?”

But as soon as he moved, he realized something was wrong. His limbs didn’t feel the same. This body wasn’t his.

Fragments of unfamiliar memories flooded his mind.

It took only a minute for him to understand—he had transmigrated into someone else.

The original owner of this body was named Lin Mo. Twenty-nine years old. A grad student who also worked as a university teaching assistant.

On paper, it sounded respectable. But reality was another story.

Lin Mo had very average talent. He’d failed the graduate entrance exams multiple times, and only barely passed this year after pushing himself to the brink. His health was awful from years of overwork and stress. Just last night, he stayed up late again—and it literally killed him.

But now, a new soul had taken over.

“Whatever,” the man thought to himself. “Better than being a corporate robot.”

Strangely enough, he was also named Lin Mo. A perfect match. A strange twist of fate.

【Ding! Host identity confirmed. Super Teacher System is now activating.】

A robotic voice echoed in his mind.

He froze—then burst into laughter.

Of course. What kind of transmigrator wouldn’t come with a cheat?

“The Super Teacher System, huh?” he muttered, eyes lighting up as he dove into its functions.