The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth : Extra 03 - Invitation From Wen Yan

May 15, 2025 Oyen 0 Comments

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Extra 3: Invitation From Wen Yan

 

The Yu Family's Main Villa in Nanshan.

 

Han Yun had just returned from a shopping trip. She wore exquisite makeup, her long hair was pinned up at the back, and she was dressed in a Chanel suit. Behind her, the chauffeur carried numerous shopping bags—Hermès, Givenchy, Louis Vuitton… There were so many that he couldn't carry them all in one trip. Anyone unaware might have thought she had emptied out the luxury brand boutiques.

 

The guard at the gate saw her return and quickly jogged over to open the door, bowing respectfully and enthusiastically. “Madam, welcome back.”

 

This guard had worked for the Yu family for many years and had kept his position because he was perceptive. As for those who lacked awareness? Naturally, they had been dismissed.

 

Han Yun despised servants who lacked discernment, especially the ones who disapproved of her background and secretly gossiped about her, calling her a shameless homewrecker. Those self-righteous old fools had long been driven out by her.

 

Now, the entire Yu household was filled with her people, all of whom followed her orders without question.

 

Not only could she now live in this house openly as Madam Yu, but she could also use the same title to mingle with the elite social circles. At home, her word was law. Even her once lazy and inconsiderate husband now occasionally sought to please her. As for the old man who had never taken her seriously and used to reprimand her at every turn… Hah. Even though he still looked down on her, what could he do now? Lying bedridden and half-dead, he was nothing more than a useless relic. No matter how much he disliked her, he couldn't get rid of her. It would be best if he just got angry enough to drop dead.

 

Han Yun stepped into the villa and handed her coat to Xiao Zhang at the entrance. “By the way, Wen Yan is coming home for dinner tonight. Is everything ready?”

 

Xiao Zhang smiled. “Don't worry, Madam. Everything has been prepared.”

 

Han Yun nodded in satisfaction and reminded him, “He doesn’t like spicy food, so keep the flavors mild. And he’s been working hard lately, so make sure to prepare something nourishing for him.”

 

“I’ve already taken care of it,” Xiao Zhang assured her.

 

“Good.” Han Yun turned to leave. “Call me when he arrives.”

 

“Of course, Madam.”

 

After changing her shoes, Han Yun walked into the living room and saw Yu Yuan sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone. Hearing movement, he turned around and gave her a gentle smile. “You're back.”

 

Although Yu Yuan was middle-aged, he still had decent looks. However, due to a lack of exercise, he had put on some weight, and years of indulgence in alcohol and women had left his complexion pale. That said, he knew how to make a woman happy when he wanted to, which was why he and Han Yun had been quite affectionate lately, with him catering to her in every way.

 

He stood up and took Han Yun's hand, guiding her to sit beside him. His expression flickered slightly as he asked, “I heard Wen Yan is coming home for dinner tonight?”

 

Han Yun glanced at him, lifted her chin proudly, and smiled. “Yes.”

 

Yu Yuan looked a little uneasy. “Ahem… You could’ve given us a heads-up. We should have prepared something special. You know that Dad hasn’t been feeling well lately—”

 

Han Yun's face instantly darkened. “What? My son has to ask for permission to come home for dinner?”

 

A flash of displeasure crossed Yu Yuan’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He forced a helpless smile and sighed. “That’s not what I meant. It’s just that… you know Dad was upset yesterday. Now, you’ve made this decision without consulting anyone. I’m just worried he might—”

 

Han Yun pulled her hand away from his and said coldly, “Oh? Then why don’t you ask him what he said to me yesterday? You only remember that I made him angry? What a filial son you are.”

 

Yu Yuan pursed his lips and, after a long pause, let out a sigh, saying nothing more.

 

Seeing him remain silent and looking as though he had conceded, Han Yun felt satisfied. Years ago, in order to marry into this family, she had to endure humiliation, constantly lowering herself to appease this useless man. She had also suffered endless scoldings from the old patriarch, never daring to talk back. She had hated that old bastard so much. He never even acknowledged the fact that the Yu family survived because of her son! And yet, he still dared to look down on her?

 

If not for Wen Yan, the Yu family would have collapsed years ago!

 

Now, they all had to cater to her and her son. Without Wen Yan, none of them would be enjoying their current lives. Yu Wensen had been imprisoned six years ago, sentenced to twenty years for multiple crimes—his life was over. At that time, the Yu family was in turmoil, surrounded by threats on all sides.

 

At the most critical moment, Wen Yan gave up further studies and stepped into the business world. No one believed in him back then—an inexperienced young man, surrounded by opportunists eager to carve up the Yu family's worth. But Wen Yan proved them all wrong. He took charge and guided the family through the crisis.

 

Years later, not only had the Yu family survived, but it had also thrived under Wen Yan's leadership. Their revenue had multiplied, and their business ventures had expanded into various industries, turning the company into a formidable commercial empire.

 

Everyone was convinced of Wen Yan’s capabilities. No one dared question his authority anymore. Even the old patriarch had lost control over the company and was forced into retirement. Now, Wen Yan was the true master of the Yu family.

 

Because of Wen Yan, Han Yun’s status had risen dramatically. Yu Yuan had started treating her with respect, the old patriarch no longer dared to challenge her, and outsiders addressed her as Madam Yu, inviting her to exclusive high-society gatherings.

 

At first, Han Yun had trouble adjusting to this drastic shift in status—it felt unreal, like a dream. She couldn't believe something straight out of a novel had happened to her. Her son… was he really this capable? When she first rose to power, beyond the joy, she had also felt an underlying fear—fear of losing everything in an instant.

 

But as time passed, she realized it was all real. She was no longer a woman who had to swallow her pride and endure humiliation.

 

She slowly shed her caution and revealed her true nature, unleashing the resentment she had accumulated over the years. After moving into the Yu household, she swiftly took control, using ruthless means to solidify her position while exacting revenge on those who had once looked down on her.

 

At first, Han Yun worried that her actions might displease Wen Yan. She wasn't sure if he would continue to support her, especially since Yu Yuan was his biological father. But soon, she discovered that Wen Yan simply didn’t care. No matter what she did—whether it was excessive or unreasonable—he never interfered. As long as she didn’t cross any legal boundaries or cause too much trouble, he allowed her to do as she pleased. 

 

Over the years, Han Yun had fully embraced her new life.

 

But she never forgot—everything she had now was because of Wen Yan.

 

Han Yun thought of this and couldn't be bothered to spare Yu Yuan another glance. She got up and walked out. Just as she did, Wen Yan happened to push the door open and step inside. Han Yun immediately smiled and warmly greeted him, fussing over him, “Why are you only back now? Is work too busy? I keep telling you not to work so hard. I had pigeon soup prepared to nourish you. Come in quickly...”

 

Wen Yan lifted his gaze to look at her, his expression indifferent, and simply replied with one word: “Mm.”

 

Wen Yan had always been a man of few words, but Han Yun didn’t mind in the slightest. She took his hand and led him to the dining table, then turned to inform Xiao Zhang that the dishes could be served.

 

Yu Yuan hesitated for a moment before also walking over, smiling, “It’s good that you’re back.”

 

For some reason, every time Yu Yuan saw Wen Yan, he felt an inexplicable sense of unease. Han Yun was easy to read—just a greedy, petty, and vindictive woman. She was allowed to throw her weight around simply because of Wen Yan. Whatever she wanted to do was plain for all to see. But this son of his… he couldn’t read him at all.

 

Yu Yuan had even begun to suspect that Wensen’s imprisonment all those years ago might have had something to do with Wen Yan’s maneuvering behind the scenes.

 

Suppressing the complex mix of emotions in his heart—anger, resentment, and apprehension—Yu Yuan forced himself to act as if nothing was amiss and engaged Wen Yan in a few casual remarks about work.

 

Before long, all the dishes had been served, but the old master had yet to come downstairs.

 

Han Yun let out a cold laugh. That old man—what an ingrate! She abruptly stood up and said with an exaggerated sneer, “Why isn’t the old master here yet? I’ll go check on him.”

 

Yu Yuan’s eyelid twitched, and for a moment, he nearly scolded her. But remembering the current situation, he took a deep breath and held back.

 

Unexpectedly, it was Wen Yan—who had been eating at a leisurely pace—who suddenly reached out and grabbed Han Yun’s wrist. He lifted his gaze and said calmly, “Since the old master isn’t feeling well, let’s not disturb him.”

 

Han Yun was taken aback. If anyone else had tried to persuade her, it would have only added fuel to the fire and provoked her further. But since it was Wen Yan speaking, she naturally wouldn’t go against him. After all, that old man was already half-dead, lying in bed all day. It was rare for her son to come home for a meal—she wasn’t about to let that old man ruin it. She could deal with him next time.

 

So, Han Yun immediately smiled and sat back down.

 

Though there had been a brief unpleasant interlude, the meal was still a lively affair.

 

Han Yun kept serving Wen Yan food, tending to him like he was her ancestor. Yu Yuan, though inwardly resentful of this mother-son pair, put on an act of affectionate concern.

 

Despite the hidden agendas, everything appeared harmonious on the surface.

 

After dinner, Yu Yuan claimed he was going for a walk to aid digestion. The truth was that keeping up this act was suffocating—he felt like he had no dignity left in front of his wife and son. He had once been the esteemed eldest son of the Yu family, and now he was reduced to this? It was unbearable.

 

Meanwhile, Han Yun pulled Wen Yan to sit on the sofa with her. She had seen through men a long time ago—they were unreliable. Back then, she had spent years trying to please that useless Yu Yuan, only for it to get her nothing in return. He despised her for being materialistic and greedy, wasted over twenty years of her youth, and left her nothing but the reputation of a disgraceful mistress. In the end, relying on anyone else was meaningless. Only relying on her own child was truly dependable.

 

Thank goodness she had a good son!

 

Han Yun was endlessly pleased with Wen Yan. Everything she had now was exactly what she had always dreamed of. But there was still one thing missing—Wen Yan hadn’t found a wife yet.

 

Thinking back to how she had pressured him into blind dates in the past, Han Yun felt a little guilty. Perhaps Wen Yan had avoided relationships all these years to spite her.

 

After a brief hesitation, Han Yun spoke softly, “Actually, there’s something I wanted to discuss with you.”

 

Wen Yan turned his head, looking at her with a half-smile. “What is it?”

 

Han Yun smiled. “Well, a while ago, Madam Zhou mentioned to me that her daughter greatly admires you and would like to meet you…”

 

That Miss Zhou had once looked down on Wen Yan. All those wealthy heiresses had been full of themselves, sneering at Wen Yan for being an illegitimate son. And now? They couldn’t wait to get close to him. Han Yun felt immense satisfaction at the thought. She had readily agreed—these days, rich young ladies were lining up, waiting for Wen Yan to choose among them. As long as he was willing, that was all that mattered. She hoped he would hurry up and give her a grandchild to dote on.

 

After all, with a grandson, the family inheritance would be even more secure, ensuring it wouldn’t fall into someone else’s hands.

 

Han Yun was already planning for decades into the future.

 

Looking at Wen Yan with expectant eyes, she said, “I’ve seen her photo. She’s quite pretty. When do you have time? I can invite her over for a meal.”

 

Wen Yan glanced at her, his voice cold and devoid of warmth. “No time.”

 

Han Yun’s smile stiffened. She hadn’t expected him to reject her so bluntly. Over the years, she had tested the waters several times, but Wen Yan had always refused. Eventually, she had stopped bringing it up. But lately, she thought his attitude toward her had softened—he no longer refused her small requests—so she had worked up the courage to bring up this topic again. Yet, she was once again met with rejection.

 

Her expression became somewhat awkward, but she forced a smile. “Why not? You’re not young anymore. I think it’s time you considered your personal life…”

 

Wen Yan smiled. “You know the reason better than anyone, don’t you?” He stood up, bent down slightly, and looked at Han Yun with amused phoenix eyes. “Because I like men.”

 

Han Yun’s face went pale. “I—I…”

 

She did know. Years ago, Wen Yan had come out publicly in school. But she had never taken it seriously, dismissing it as a rebellious outburst meant to spite her. She had never believed he was actually gay.

 

But now, as she stared at the young man before her, a wave of uncertainty washed over her.

 

Could it be true? Could Wen Yan really like men? Otherwise, why had he stayed away from women all these years? Han Yun suddenly panicked. That would never do! If this had been years ago, she would have lashed out with venomous words. But now, she didn’t dare. After a long silence, Han Yun forced a stiff smile and said, “Well… if you really like men, that’s okay… People are more open-minded these days. Mom won’t stop you from dating. You can find a man if you want…”

 

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

 

Han Yun quickly nodded, smiling ingratiatingly. “Really. But you could still marry a woman and have a child, couldn’t you? I can take care of things at home for you. You don’t even have to come back. You can be with whoever you want…”

 

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly noticed that Wen Yan's gaze had turned icy cold, terrifyingly so. It was as if something had gripped her throat, rendering her unable to speak.

 

It had been a very, very long time since she had last seen such a frightening expression on Wen Yan's face.

 

Wen Yan looked at her coldly, his thin lips parting slightly as he spoke in a mocking tone, his voice barely a whisper beside her ear: “It seems I've been too lenient with you, to the point where you've started to believe you can interfere in my affairs.”

 

Han Yun's face turned deathly pale. Her hands clenched tightly as she stared at the young man before her, filled with both disappointment and fear.

 

Her teeth chattered from terror.

 

Wen Yan turned and left.

 

It was a long time before Han Yun recovered from her shock and fear.

 

She paced anxiously in place, her eyes flashing with resentment. She had no idea which shameless little vixen had bewitched Wen Yan to such an extent. But if she found out, she certainly wouldn’t let him off easily!

 

………………

The next day, Wen Yan arrived at his company. His assistant handed him a prepared acquisition case and respectfully reported, “This is the matter you instructed last time. After several rounds of negotiation, we have reached a preliminary agreement with Lan Yi Network Technology. Please take a look.”

 

After speaking, the assistant stood to the side, carefully observing Wen Yan. In truth, he didn’t quite understand why Wen Yan wanted to acquire this company. A few years ago, the company had been quite successful—one of its mobile games had once been wildly popular. However, due to poor management, it had gradually declined, losing much of its player base. The company had since developed several other games, but none had made an impact. Rumors had been circulating that the company was struggling financially and was considering shutting down its servers.

 

To the assistant, this acquisition seemed like a poor investment. The game had indeed been a sensation back in the day, but reviving its former glory would be difficult. Wen Yan had never made an unprofitable deal since taking over the company, so did he have a way to turn this business around? Was this a strategic move to enter the gaming industry at a bargain price?

 

Wen Yan opened the document, skimmed through it, and after a few minutes, put it down. He looked up and said calmly, “Proceed as planned.”

 

The assistant replied, “Understood, I'll make the arrangements right away.”

 

Wen Yan nodded and added, “For now, there's no need to officially announce the acquisition. However, start promoting the game. We will hold a six-year anniversary celebration for it—to reward loyal players and attract new ones.”

 

The assistant was momentarily stunned before he fully grasped the brilliance of the plan. Why hadn't he thought of that? Even though the game had declined, it still had a solid foundation—it had once been incredibly popular! Hosting a celebratory event would bring back attention, and with the company’s investment, a well-executed campaign wouldn't result in losses. As for the long-term strategy, Wen Yan surely had it all figured out!

 

The assistant immediately set to work, beginning preparations for the event. The first step was to generate buzz and hype online.

 

………………

Ji Ling recently received an invitation from the <Future World> game studio.

 

He had a deep impression of this game. Back when he and Wen Yan were still students, Wen Yan had already been involved in the game's development and had invited Ji Ling to contribute to the character concept designs. Even now, years later, traces of his early artwork could still be seen in the game's characters and aesthetics.

 

That was the first—and last—time he had ever collaborated with Wen Yan.

 

Ji Ling still remembered how immensely popular the game had been back in the day—almost everyone around him had played it. However, in recent years, it had lost its momentum due to a lack of innovation and poor management. Despite that, it remained a nostalgic memory for many. The sudden announcement of an anniversary celebration had taken the internet by storm, with players reminiscing and fan art flooding social media.

 

The event played heavily on nostalgia. Alongside inviting famous streamers, the studio had also reached out to well-known game illustrators. Ji Ling, being one of the most renowned, naturally received an invitation.

 

He understood why the studio was doing this—it was a smart move.

 

There were quite a few original illustrators for the game, including some of Ji Ling’s friends. His friends had also been invited, and they encouraged him to go along so they could attend together. Since they had all been gaming and drawing buddies back in the day, Ji Ling gladly accepted.

 

A month flew by in the blink of an eye.

 

On the day of the celebration, Ji Ling arrived at the venue with his friends, only to find that the crowd exceeded their expectations.

 

One of his friends sighed, “I didn't expect so many people to show up.”

 

Ji Ling nodded. “Yeah.”

 

Holding their invitations, they entered the venue, received some gifts from the organizers, and were led to their seats by the staff. On stage, cosplayers were performing skits from the game, and the audience was thoroughly entertained. The atmosphere was lively and enthusiastic.

 

After a while, the performance ended, and the host took the stage, his voice full of excitement. “Now, let's welcome Mr. Wen Yan, CEO of Yu Corporation, to the stage for a speech!”

 

As soon as the host finished speaking, a strikingly handsome young man with delicate, refined features walked onto the stage. He wore a perfectly tailored suit, exuding elegance and poise.

 

Ji Ling’s friend was taken aback. “I heard Lan Yi sold the company and used the funds to relaunch the game. So the rumors were true—Wen Yan really bought it? This game has a powerful backer now.”

 

Ji Ling remained silent.

 

His friend, oblivious to his reaction, continued excitedly, “I remember hearing some gossip about Wen Yan back in the day. Apparently, he’s an illegitimate son of the Yu family, and if it weren’t for Yu Wensen’s accident, he wouldn’t have returned to inherit the family business. He originally studied computer science and was involved in this game’s development. Is that why he bought Lan Yi? By the way, Ji Ling, you went to the same school as Wen Yan, right? Have you heard about this?”

 

Ji Ling hesitated for a moment before smiling. “Something like that.”

 

His friend clicked his tongue and then turned his attention back to the stage, eager to listen to Wen Yan’s speech.

 

Wen Yan gently rested one hand on the microphone and lifted his gaze slightly, his phoenix eyes carrying a faint smile. The crowd below erupted into cheers—this CEO was just too attractive! Even more so than celebrities!

 

Wen Yan raised his hand, and the venue instantly fell silent.

 

“I'm very pleased to welcome you all here today. First, I want to say that I was once a gaming addict myself…” He smiled slightly. “<Future World> is a game that I personally participated in developing and designing…” His voice was calm and captivating. “This game holds many wonderful memories for many of us. And I don’t want to see those memories fade into history. Instead, I hope this game can continue to bring joy to all of you…”

 

His friend was somewhat moved, nearly tearing up—what a sentimental CEO.

 

Ji Ling gazed at the man on stage, a little lost in thought. He seemed to have changed a lot, yet at the same time, not at all. After all, this was someone who could always disguise himself as whatever people wanted him to be. Just like in that world, where he could rise from a commoner to the position of Speaker, in this world, as long as he wished, he could stand at the top, basking in admiration and reverence, keeping everything under his control.

 

It seemed that Wen Yan had truly integrated into this world. There was no trace left of the past.

 

Ji Ling suddenly recalled the days when he and Wen Yan used to sit in the library, discussing game settings late into the night, and couldn’t help but smile. Although he hadn’t reached out to Wen Yan all these years, nor had he intentionally followed his updates, they lived in the same city, and he had still heard bits and pieces about him.

 

Ji Ling knew that Wen Yan was now the head of the Yu family, but he hadn’t expected to meet him again under these circumstances.

 

Before long, Wen Yan’s speech concluded.

 

As he stepped off the stage, his gaze suddenly locked onto Ji Ling’s from afar. He curved his lips into a smile. Ji Ling was momentarily startled but quickly returned the gesture.

 

Originally, he had planned to slip away unnoticed, but since he had already been spotted, there was no need to hide. He might as well say hello before leaving.

 

Ji Ling told his friend he had something to do and then walked out of the crowd.

 

He took a detour through the corridor, arriving at a quiet open space outside—where Wen Yan was indeed waiting for him.

 

Ji Ling smiled and greeted him, “Senior, long time no see.”

 

Wen Yan smiled back. “Long time no see.”

 

Ji Ling thought for a moment before saying, “I heard you’re now the CEO of Yu Corporation. Congratulations.”

 

Wen Yan pressed his lips together in a soft smile, his expression gentle. “Thank you.”

 

Then, his tone shifted, his brows lifting slightly as he spoke teasingly, “Do you know why I held this anniversary event?”

 

Ji Ling looked at him.

 

Wen Yan turned his head slightly, lowering his gaze to meet Ji Ling’s eyes. Slowly, he said, “Because this is our shared memory.”

 

Ji Ling froze for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit flustered as he averted his gaze. He didn’t know how to respond.

 

Seeing the shock and unease on Ji Ling’s face, Wen Yan let out a low chuckle, as if amused by his reaction. He curled his lips. “Where did your mind go? Did you think I still haven’t moved on? Isn’t a sincere and supportive friendship between classmates a beautiful memory worth cherishing?”

 

Ji Ling: “…”

 

“Besides,” Wen Yan continued, a smirk playing at his lips, “you should know better than anyone that for someone like me, emotions were never a necessity.” He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke with a deliberate air. “I’ve come to realize that compared to romance, power struggles and scheming suit me much better. I enjoy the feeling of standing at the top, envied by all. That is what I truly want to do.”

 

Selfish. Ruthless. Cunning.

 

Those were the labels once attached to me, and indeed, they were true. I was born in darkness and grew up in the mud. I’m used to crushing my enemies underfoot, doing whatever it takes to achieve my goals…

 

I thought I would always be this way—until I was fortunate enough, for a brief moment, to encounter someone who brought me warmth in that darkness.

 

It is human nature to chase the light, and I was no exception.

 

But I should have never thought of possessing it.

 

As long as I return to who I used to be, everything will go back to how it was at the beginning. Nothing will change. My light, my young boy… was never truly lost.

 

Wen Yan looked at Ji Ling and opened his arms, smiling gently. “I won’t keep you. I have things to do as well. But—can I have a hug?”

 

Ji Ling suddenly laughed. He leaned in and gave Wen Yan a light hug. “Let’s meet again sometime.”

 

Wen Yan said, “You’d better keep your word.”

 

Ji Ling blinked. “Of course.”

 

Just then, his friend called out from a distance. It was time to go. Before leaving, Ji Ling said, “Today’s event was fantastic.”

 

Wen Yan smiled but said nothing more.

 

Almost simultaneously, he turned and left. Since the event had ended, and the performance had concluded, it was time for him to return. There were still many matters waiting for him to handle.

 

Outside, Wen Yan’s assistant saw him coming and immediately opened the car door.

 

Once Wen Yan got in, the assistant hesitated for a moment before cautiously saying, “Mr. Yu, I heard that Madam has hired a private investigator… to look into you.”

 

Wen Yan didn’t seem surprised. He intertwined his fingers and gave a mild smile. “It seems she’s been too idle lately. Let’s do this—pass along some news about my father’s mistress. I’ve heard the woman is already pregnant, and both my father and grandfather have been keeping it well hidden. I’m sure she’ll find that information very interesting.”

 

The assistant felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing such words spoken in such a calm and gentle tone. But he didn’t dare question Wen Yan’s decision, only replying, “Understood, I’ll take care of it.”

 

Wen Yan closed his eyes to rest.

 

Silence filled the car. The assistant thought the conversation was over—

 

Until he suddenly heard Wen Yan’s voice drift from the backseat, light and indifferent: “Such is human nature. Desire is insatiable. No matter what one has, one always craves more. It is a hunger that will never be satisfied.”

 

The assistant hesitated before carefully asking, “Are you referring to Madam…?”

 

Wen Yan opened his eyes, his phoenix-like gaze carrying a faint smile, though his voice remained cold and detached. “Yes. That’s why we should give her something to keep her occupied. When people are busy, they don’t have time to be bored or meddle in things they shouldn’t. Don’t you think?”

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