The Villain's Gold-Digger Ex

I was the villain's gold-digger ex-girlfriend. When the villain went bankrupt, I slapped a bank card in his face. "The money on this card... is enough to buy you for three years." That night, after our daughter fell asleep, I pinned down the struggling villain. "I paid good money. I get to be on top." "Some people need to learn their place." Later, when the heroine regretted her choice and came back for him, he was wearing an apron, cooking for our child. "Coco, this isn't your 'sister.' This is one of Daddy's former subordinates. She's older than your mom. Call her 'Auntie'." 1 I only realized I was the villain's gold-digger ex-girlfriend when the bullet comments (danmu) started scrolling across my vision. And right now, he had been betrayed by the heroine and was ready to end it all. I wiped the dishwater from my hands, grabbed my three-and-a-half-year-old daughter, and headed to the roof of the Chu Corporation building. "Caleb Chu," I threatened coolly, "if you don't get your ass down from there, I'm going to make your daughter call your nemesis 'Daddy'." Hearing my voice, Caleb turned stiffly. Seeing the little face that bore a striking resemblance to his own, the corners of his eyes flushed red with emotion. [The villain is about to die, why is she interrupting?] [The villain and his ex... one is bad, one is ruthless. A match made in hell.] [Speaking of which, the villain only loved the heroine because she looked like the ex who abandoned him. He saw her as his salvation.] [That little girl is the villain's daughter. Cute, but with parents like that, she's doomed to be twisted.] [Isn't this the finale? No ending?] I ignored the floating text and smirked mockingly. "What? Bold enough to do the deed, but not brave enough to claim the kid?" "Daddy." My daughter looked up at Caleb with wet, puppy-dog eyes and called out pitifully. The wind on the roof was fierce. My daughter coughed. Caleb immediately scrambled down from the ledge, stumbling in his haste. "My... my clothes are thick. Maybe... take them off for the kid." Watching Caleb looking completely lost, I picked up my daughter and shoved her into his arms. "Hold her tight. Don't drop her." [Hahahaha, is this the ruthless villain? He can't even walk straight holding a kid?] [You have to admit, the villain's daughter looks exactly like him. The mom had zero participation in the genetics.] [When this woman left, the villain chased her in the rain and got into a car accident. She was heartless then. Why come back now? To fight for the inheritance because he's dying?] [Joke's on her. The villain is bankrupt. Even his own mother ran away. She's inheriting nothing but debt.] The Chu family villa... The furniture had long been seized by creditors. Only a bedroll remained on the floor, looking utterly desolate. I sighed. "How much do you still owe?" "Thirty million." Caleb held Coco, his eyelashes trembling almost imperceptibly. I took the child's hand and turned to leave. [See? The ex-girlfriend left for money before. Hearing he owes so much, she's dumping him again.] [Poor villain. No one loves him.] [Back in the day, thirty million was just the price of a necklace for the heroine. Now it's the straw that breaks the camel's back.] Caleb lowered his eyes, looking like a puppy waiting to be abandoned. I turned my head slightly. "Well? Keep up." Something seemed to light up in Caleb's eyes. 2 In my one-bedroom rental, I put Coco to sleep in the bedroom. Caleb sat on the sofa, looking around, visibly tense. I threw the bank card at him. So this was how Caleb's mother felt when she threw that twenty-million-dollar check at me years ago. Being rich feels good. "There's nineteen million on this card." "It buys you for three years." I sat sideways on Caleb's lap, draping my arms loosely around his neck. "So, Caleb... are you single?" "I don't need a male nanny. I don't waste money like that." I whispered in his ear. Caleb knew exactly what I meant. The small mole on his neck bobbed as he swallowed. Caleb seemed ashamed of his reaction, turning his head away to avoid my gaze. "Mmh." We were so close I could feel the vibration in his chest. [The leads are still fighting over there, and the villain is already holding the baby? You guys are tight-lipped! The villain is eating good, why didn't you tell us? Trying to keep it all to yourselves?] [Caleb locked the heroine up just for show. The ex-wife comes back and he instantly turns into a pure puppy. Turns out he really just treated the heroine as a substitute.] [Sister, hurry! Bully him!] I looked at Caleb's flushed neck and the veins popping out, feeling very satisfied. I cupped his face, ignoring his resistance, and kissed him. Caleb pushed at my shoulders but instinctively responded, a tantalizing mix of rejection and welcome. Between breaths, he pushed me away slightly, a look of stubbornness on his face. Our breakup had been ugly. He probably felt that being "bought" so easily was beneath his dignity. "And you? Are you single?" His breathing was ragged, hot breath spraying on my face, raising my own body temperature. "What do you think? Carrying a child and cheating with an ex?" I retorted, panting as I started stripping Caleb's clothes. I paid for this! As soon as the words left my mouth, Caleb's eyes lit up like a fire, scorching hot. He grabbed my hand, trying to flip us over, but I pinned him down firmly. "I paid the money. I'm on top." "Some people need to remember their place." [Where's the rest?! Show us the rest! Hey! We need to have a conscience here!] [What can't I see as a VIP member?!] [I'll pay! I'll pay money, okay?!] [Why can't I see it even if I pay?!] [I'm suing! I'm taking this to the Supreme Court!] 3 When I opened my eyes in the morning, the sunlight was blinding. Rushing out of the bedroom, I found breakfast on the table and a note. Caleb had already taken Coco to school and went to check out nearby real estate agencies to list the house. [Caleb is almost thirty, how does he still have so much stamina?] [All night! The screen was black all night! Better than some eighteen-year-olds!] [Damn girl, you're lucky. Let me in for two episodes.] Looking at the comments, I sipped my soy milk calmly on the surface, but behind my phone, my face was burning red. By the time I leisurely got ready, it was afternoon. Time to check on the shop. I opened a café in a quiet alley in the south of the city. It unexpectedly went viral on social media, with people coming to check in every day. I hired someone to manage it later, just popping in occasionally. "Boss Lola." The staff greeted me with smiles. I arranged the flowers I bought in a vase and sent Caleb the location. He was done with his errands and coming to find me. The shop was almost full. I scanned the room, took off my coat, and started trimming the plants. Little Joe, a staff member, ran up to me, whispering mysteriously, "Boss, the customer in the corner looks just like you. When I served her earlier, I almost mistook her." Text flashed before my eyes. [Holy sht, why is the heroine here?]* [Because of the villain, the heroine fought with the male lead all day and ran away from home. Didn't expect her to end up in the ex's shop.] [She's been crying all morning. Honestly, the male lead is trash for using women.] [Omg, the substitute meets the original. What a soap opera scene.] I finally noticed the girl in the baseball cap sitting in the corner, constantly blowing her nose. "Get her some tissues and send over a dessert on the house," I whispered, lowering my head. Once she entered the shop, she was a customer. Taking care of customers' moods was our job. About an hour later, the shop door was slammed open. A group of bodyguards in black rushed in, checking customers one by one, finally stopping in front of the girl in the cap. Most customers were scared off, leaving a few bold ones watching the drama. The bodyguards formed two lines, and a man in a suit walked out from behind them. "Sir, this is my shop. If you have issues, please resolve them privately. Don't scare my customers." I secretly signaled Little Joe to call the police and walked up to the man, raising my voice to remind him of some manners. The man paused slightly upon seeing my face. Recovering, he pulled out a check, indicating he would compensate for all losses today. "Ethan Zhou! What are you doing here! Take your people and leave! Stop embarrassing yourself!" The girl in the cap looked mortified, dragging the man named Ethan Zhou towards the shop. [Fck, the male lead is here?]* [This tiny shop is turning into a chaotic pot of porridge.] [I really don't want to watch them fight anymore. My brain hurts.] So this was the culprit behind Caleb's bankruptcy. I raised an eyebrow at the check in my hand and walked up to him. "Sir, this amount..." "Is not enough." Ethan Zhou froze, looking at the check filled with zeros, confused. Just then, the door was pushed open. It was Caleb. Carrying a cake box, he looked wary seeing the crowd. Oops, forgot to text him not to come. [The villain is here too. Now we have a full table for Mahjong.] [Chaos. Chaos is good. Porridge is best served hot.] [This scene... I dare you to broadcast it, I dare not watch.] "Caleb..." The girl in the cap spoke, her voice tearful. "I'm sorry. I really didn't know the document he asked me to steal was so important. If I knew, I would never..." Caleb looked at the pair through the crowd, stunned for a moment. Ethan Zhou reacted like a cat whose tail was stepped on, stomping around and smashing things on the table. I looked down at the check. Well, now it's definitely not enough. "You ran away just to see him, didn't you!" "I looked for you all day, and you're here meeting your old lover!" Ethan Zhou's eyes were red, acting like a madman. I pulled Caleb back a step to avoid collateral damage. "Sir, you might be mistaken. Ah-Jing came to see me." I took Caleb's hand, took the cake from him, and chided, "Why buy this? The shop sells cakes." Caleb stared at our joined hands, swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. We were together for six years. Countless days and nights. He was the type to ignite at a touch. I knew exactly what he was thinking without even trying. In this situation, and he's still thinking about that. I threw his hand off, glared at him viciously, and found a seat. My legs were tired from standing. Caleb knew he was busted. Feeling guilty, he scrambled to find my hand again. "When I dropped off Coco, she said she wanted to see Daddy pick her up with a small cake after school. I bought it. Didn't know your shop had them." The girl in the cap watched us, moving her gaze to my face, inch by inch, as if memorizing every pore. She seemed to realize something, eyes widening in disbelief. "Caleb, you've fallen this low," Ethan Zhou sneered, mocking Caleb to the extreme. He had worked hard to bring Caleb down; of course, he had to trample him a bit. "What?" Caleb's face showed no embarrassment. Instead, he leaned his head on my shoulder naturally, raising an eyebrow at Ethan. "No woman wants you?" "Jealous again?" Caleb's mouth. I always said he'd get beaten up one day because of it. Sure enough, as soon as the words left his mouth, Ethan's rage spiked visibly. He strode forward, grabbing Caleb's collar. I rushed to pull his hand away. In the struggle, someone elbowed me. I stumbled back, hitting my head on the corner of the wall. I felt liquid sliding down my forehead. The arguing turned into a sharp ringing in my ears, then the wail of sirens. I clutched the check tightly. The last thought before losing consciousness was: If I don't make him pay until he loses his pants, my name isn't Lola Gu. 4 The moment I opened my eyes and saw the person in front of me, I grabbed Caleb's hand, trying to lift my head. But the dizziness was severe, so I lay back down helplessly. He knew me well. Immediately he said, "Already settled the compensation with Ethan Zhou. Don't worry, I didn't ask for little." Hearing Caleb's words, I let out a long breath and released his hand. Dense text floated before my eyes. [Not just 'not little,' it was a lion's mouth opening wide! You asked for half his company right off the bat, could he agree?] [Finally, after back and forth, with the heroine's persuasion, Ethan agreed to pay thirty million. Now not only is the villain's debt cleared, they have twenty million left over.] [This gold-digger ex is really true to her character. Just woke up, doesn't care if she's okay, cares how much money he got.] [Am I the only one shipping them? The ex makes one move, and the villain knows exactly what she means.] [My elbow feels cold just watching. Gotta protect my funny bone; I don't have thirty million.] I fingered the check Caleb handed me, trying to focus on the string of zeros. I know my own body. If not for extorting more money, I wouldn't have bothered staying unconscious this long. But my heart felt empty, like I forgot something. Caleb went to pay the fees and came back with medicine. Seeing me like this, he chuckled. "Stop looking, the money won't run away." "Three stitches, mild concussion." "Doctor said you can be discharged once you wake up. Keep the wound dry, avoid strenuous exercise and stimulation for a few days." Three stitches? Concussion? Psychological or not, the wound started throbbing. Was Ethan's elbow that strong? I looked at the check again, sighed, and squeezed the plush charm on my bag. "Hard. Life is hard." Caleb was packing. I recovered a bit, fished my phone from under the pillow, and lit up the screen. Seeing the photo of Coco and me, maternal love returned, and I finally remembered what I forgot. My phone was on silent. During this time, Coco's teacher had messaged and called countless times. By the time Caleb and I rushed to the kindergarten, it was dark. Only one yellow light remained in the hallway. The teacher held Coco's hand, a hint of forced overtime resentment on her face. I shivered, explaining quickly, "Sorry, Teacher. I fell on the way and went to the hospital." No need for kids to know adult grudges, so I lied. I handed the teacher the snacks I bought on the way, apologizing again. "Sorry, Teacher, haven't eaten yet? Just some snacks, nothing expensive." Seeing the gauze on my forehead, the teacher's resentment faded. She refused the snacks. I forced them into her hand, claimed dizziness, and had Caleb help me away. Back home, my head was spinning. Caleb was busy making dinner. I leaned on the sofa, eyes closed, enduring the vertigo. Coco sat obediently beside me, massaging my hand. [Daughter is indeed mom's little cotton jacket. The state really tries everything to boost birth rates.] [Baby, you are a fragrant, soft little cookie, born to be eaten by Auntie in one bite.] [Look, the villain is actually smiling?] [So warm. Next door the leads are arguing non-stop, heroine stormed out again. Two psychos.] [It's over, the heroine took a taxi heading this way!] Sure enough, shortly after the comment, there was a knock. Caleb wiped his hands and opened the door. The heroine stood outside, tears falling like broken beads. Even I felt bad looking at her. Caleb froze for a second. The heroine seized the moment to throw herself into his arms. "Caleb, I regret it." "I was wrong before. Will you forgive me?" "I'll do whatever you say." "Even if you lock me up, I won't run anymore." Coco tilted her head, blinking curiously. "Daddy, who is this sister? Why does she want you to lock her up?" Caleb's eternally calm face finally cracked. He quickly bent down, holding Coco's hand. "Coco, this isn't a sister. This is one of Daddy's former subordinates. She's older than your mom. You should call her Auntie." "Daddy locked her up because..." "Daddy paid her wages. She was locked up to work." "Oh, so working means being locked up. Coco doesn't want to work then." Coco shrank back, looking wary. [Only those who have worked know the weight of that sentence.] [Dude, the kid asks and you actually answer? Speaking of which, the villain and heroine really seem like boss and subordinate, he never gave her a good face.] [Did you see the ex glare at Caleb? Hahahaha, I'm dying. Ex: I don't even want to mention the sht you did.]* [I'm done. Villain is a straight male. Heroine's face changed color.] [Godly 'Not sister, Auntie'.] [Heroine cried all day, now tears frozen on her face due to that sentence. Speechless, hahahaha.] "Do you want to come in and sit?" I turned to look at the tiny living room. The only sofa was occupied by Coco and me. The heroine could only sit at the dining table. Caleb looked awkward. He pointed at me. "This is my Sugar Mommy, Lola Gu." "This is my subordinate, Sarah Zhou." "What is a Sugar Mommy, Daddy?" Coco pouted. The vocabulary today was all new to her. I sneered at Caleb, pulling Coco into my arms, describing in the healthiest language possible: "Sugar Mommy means Daddy owed money, Mommy gave Daddy money, so Mommy is called Sugar Mommy." Coco thought for a moment, seeming to understand. "Then I want to be a Sugar Mommy too, give Daddy money." Caleb was happy, showing his teeth in a grin. [Don't corrupt the child! Coco, your dad is old and worthless. Come find Auntie, Auntie is still young!] [Upstairs, your abacus beads are hitting my face.] [Villain, what are you laughing at? Is this glorious?] "Do you have anything else? If not, our family is ready to eat." Caleb stopped smiling, face tightening as he looked at Sarah Zhou. The speed of his face change was astounding. Before Sarah could speak, Caleb slammed the door shut. Bang. "Caleb, have some manners!" I glared at him. Caleb seemed unhappy that I scolded him. He ate dinner with a long face. Even washing dishes was loud. My head hurt too much to deal with him. He's always been a dramatic young master. I wasn't feeling well, so I told Caleb to stay with Coco while I slept on the sofa. My head was spinning at night, couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning on the sofa was uncomfortable. Suddenly the bedroom door creaked. A tall figure tiptoed out and stopped in front of the sofa. Moonlight outlined him clearly. Caleb. He took off his shoes, squeezed onto the sofa, and pulled me into his arms. Two people squeezed on a tiny sofa. He pressed tight, I could almost feel his skin temperature. My thoughts drifted back to the day I brought him home... We... were on the sofa... So many years... He hasn't lost his touch. I swallowed, feeling my body heat up. A chuckle sounded by my ear. His magnetic voice whispered, "You're not well yet, don't think about nonsense." The heat rushed to my face. Humiliated at being exposed, I snapped, "What am I thinking?! You're sticking to me, it's hot!" Caleb hummed lightly, hugging me tighter. I pressed against his chest, rising and falling with his breath. "I thought wrong, Sugar Mommy." "Punish me when you're better." Punish? My gulp was louder this time. [Let me in for two episodes!] [Quick, someone, lock me in a dark room.] [Done for. I feel like I prefer the villain over the male lead now.]

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