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21: The Yandere Warlord’s Substitute Bride 21Wen Yan stumbled and staggered, not knowing how she got home.

She ignored her parents’ greetings and rushed straight into her boudoir. The bronze mirror reflected her pale face and disheveled hair. She stared intently at herself in the mirror, her fingernails scratching an ear-splitting sound on the dressing table.

”It shouldn’t be like this,” she murmured hysterically, her mind replaying General Fu’s gentle, yet piercing, gaze towards Wen Ci. ”He should have loved me…”

In her previous life, General Fu had frantically imprisoned her by his side, wasn’t it because he loved her so desperately?

But why, why had he changed his heart in just a few days?

Although she looked down on General Fu, he shouldn’t have fallen in love with any woman other than her.

How could his money be spent on any woman other than her? And how could his tenderness not be given to her, but to that slut, Wen Ci!

They were all sluts!

She suddenly overturned the dressing table like a madwoman, cosmetics scattering all over the floor. Those rouges and jewelry, once cherished as treasures, now looked like trash mocking her.

Everything, absolutely everything, was trash compared to what Wen Ci had!

”It’s all that slut Wen Ci’s fault. If it weren’t for her…” Wen Yan’s fingertips dug deep into her palm, blood dripping between her fingers.

A twisted thought suddenly flashed in her mind.

She immediately found paper and a pen and began to draw. In her previous life, she had inadvertently learned about General Fu’s military deployment map.

This was her bargaining chip for a comeback now.

Wen Yan rushed to Duan Lin’s mansion late at night and kicked open his door.

She had confidence now!

Duan Lin was already somewhat accustomed to seeing her, but his heart was still incredibly vexed.

Especially when he thought that General Fu could so easily possess a peerless beauty like Wen Ci, he felt a surge of displeasure.

He had never seen a beauty like Wen Ci!

He really wanted to taste her… she must be different from all these other women.

”Ninth Master Duan, aren’t you trying to bring down General Fu? I’m here to help you now.” Wen Yan held up the deployment map in her hand. She had already anticipated the surprised expression Duan Lin would show, and her heart was filled with pride and triumph.

But in the end, Duan Lin remained completely unmoved, not even glancing at her. He even picked up his teacup and took a sip, as if lost in thought.

Wen Yan immediately felt a surge of anger. ”What, is Ninth Master Duan afraid?”

Duan Lin’s eyes turned cold, and he finally looked up at her. ”I’m afraid? What about you?”

He stood up and walked towards her, looking down at Wen Yan. ”You keep saying that General Fu loves you to the bone, but he doesn’t even give you a proper look.”

Wen Yan’s face instantly turned ashen, as if someone had stabbed her in the chest.

”You!”

”Me what?” Duan Lin grabbed her chin, his grip so strong that it brought tears to her eyes. ”Let me guess, you don’t have any deployment map, nor any leverage. You’ve been playing me the whole time, haven’t you?”

Wen Yan broke free from his hand, her eyes burning with twisted fury. ”What do you know! This in my hand is the deployment map! It’s genuine!”

Duan Lin sneered, his tone as dismissive as if he were shooing away a fly. ”Get out, don’t make me say it a second time.”

Wen Yan trembled all over. She glared fiercely at Duan Lin, the hatred in her eyes almost solidifying.

”You’ll regret this,” she said in a hoarse voice. ”If you miss this opportunity with me, you’ll never be able to rise again. You’ll always be just a useless piece of trash suppressed by General Fu.”

Duan Lin’s heart tightened, and his gaze towards her grew even colder.

”Duan Lin, an opportunity is right in front of you, and you can’t even bother to look at it. Do you still think you can bring down General Fu? You truly are just a good-for-nothing second-generation heir who relies on his parents…” Wen Yan suddenly laughed chillingly, her face full of mockery.

”Slap!” Duan Lin raised his hand and slapped her directly, his face flushed with anger.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like that!

Wen Yan shrieked and fell heavily to the ground, the deployment map scattering.

Duan Lin’s eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of it. He immediately knelt down, staring intently at the scattered map, a rare look of ecstasy appearing on his previously gloomy face.

”Is this real?!”

His eyes shone with a sharp glint. Several places on it were locations he had only learned about after years of using spies; there was no way it could be fake!

Wen Yan had actually drawn it, so this deployment map was most likely real!

”Wen Yan, you…”

”Slap!” Wen Yan raised her hand and slapped him back fiercely. She laughed wildly and maniacally, a trace of blood from Duan Lin’s earlier strike still at the corner of her mouth. ”What, now you know the value of this deployment map of mine?”

Duan Lin’s head was sharply turned to the side from the slap. Wen Yan’s sharp, long fingernails had directly scraped blood marks on his face, making cold sweat break out on his forehead from the burning, sharp pain.

In all this time, Wen Yan was the first woman who dared to hit him.

”You, you dared to hit me?” Duan Lin stiffly turned his head to stare at Wen Yan, his eyes bloodshot.

Wen Yan smiled maliciously. ”Why not? It seems you’re asking a favor of me now, aren’t you?” She wiggled the deployment map in her hand.

No one had ever dared to slap Wen Yan’s face. In her previous life, even when she made a fuss, General Fu never laid a hand on her.

Why should this damned Duan Lin hit her?

She would hit him back!

Duan Lin’s pupils contracted, unable to speak.

Because Wen Yan was telling the absolute truth.

If the deployment map in her hand was real, then she would instantly become a hot commodity.

He needed this deployment map.

”Wen Miss.” Duan Lin took her hand, his expression instantly changing. He suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart and gently kissed the back of her hand. ”Give it to me, I’ll grant you anything you want.”

Wen Yan was stunned.

This demeanor was exactly the same as Duan Lin in her previous life, who had been completely obedient to her.

How ironic, hahaha.

So, it was true, everything was an act.

This man only treated her so gently when he wanted to get something from her.

”Duan Lin, do you know that you’re just like the cheapest, dirtiest ’rabbit boy’ in a brothel right now? It’s truly ironic, the esteemed Ninth Master Duan, yet nothing more than this.” Wen Yan’s eyes were venomous, her red lips curled up, her voice full of malice, deliberately insulting and disgusting Duan Lin.

This was just like how Duan Lin had disgusted her before.

Killing intent instantly surged in Duan Lin’s eyes. No one had ever dared to insult him like this; it was always his place to insult others.

Damn slut.

”Wen Miss is joking.” Duan Lin still forced out a gentle smile, and once again lightly kissed the back of her hand. ”My heart has always only held you.”

Wen Yan clearly felt the trembling of his lips, an anger suppressed to the extreme. She narrowed her eyes with malicious pleasure, wishing she could laugh wildly.

”Is that so?”

”Then why doesn’t Duan Lin learn from those rabbit boys… and call me ’Jiejie’ (older sister) to hear?”

Duan Lin’s pupils suddenly constricted, and a nearly inaudible grunt escaped his throat. He stared intently at this madwoman, a dozen ways to make her wish she were dead flashing through his mind. But his gaze fell upon the map in her other hand, and he forcibly suppressed all his rage.

”Jiejie,” he croaked, his voice hoarse, his lips twisting into a smile as if he were swallowing a poisoned blade. ”Are you satisfied?”

Wen Yan burst into violent laughter, her cackles as sharp as broken glass scraping against a stone slab.

Hahaha, this felt so good.

She stood up, staring directly at Duan Lin from above. ”I want Wen Ci dead.”

”I want General Fu to kneel and beg for my forgiveness.”

And I want you to always be only fit to kneel at my feet.

She handed over the map.

Duan Lin’s hands trembled as he took the deployment map, his eyes full of ecstasy. He looked up at Wen Yan, smiling meaningfully,

”...As you wish.”