[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-58":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1854647,2462,"Chapter 58: Satisfying","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>Chapter 58\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Meyu POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m a nervous wreck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smooth down the nonexistent wrinkles on my crimson evening gown for the tenth time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My palms are clammy, my heart won’t slow, and my lipstick has been reapplied at least three times. I can’t take it anymore. I leave my room and walk next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft voice answers, \"Come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opens to reveal Jiang Yuxi sitting at a vanity, curling her hair with an effortless grace that makes my anxiety spike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She catches my reflection in the mirror, raises an eyebrow, and tilts her head just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lin Meyu? Take a seat,\" she says calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I perch on the edge of the bed, barely breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t believe I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m sitting in Jiang Yuxi’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Film Empress. Cold, elegant, untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except now, I know that was a misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She isn’t cold. Just quiet. Reserved. And yes, intimidating—but mostly because she doesn’t waste energy on pretense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t need to. She has that rare kind of beauty that turns heads and a presence that keeps them turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the truly terrifying one is her partner. CEO Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s practically an open secret in certain circles: mess with Jiang Yuxi, and you’ll disappear. No questions. No investigation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did I get here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few months ago, Liang Ruo invited me on a business trip. She said I needed to meet an important friend and potential collaborator. That’s when I met them. Jiang Yuxi and Han Li. The duo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, there have been multiple \"business\" trips—getaways where contracts were signed during breakfast, but afternoons were spent on boats, beaches, and candlelit terraces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I still can’t believe I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jessica isn’t picking up, so I came to Jiang Yuxi instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... what happens at these things?\" I ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looks at me through the mirror, amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is my first time going out publicly with her—not to a private dinner or secluded event. Public. As a date. As her date.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She finishes curling one last lock and sets the iron down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The same thing that happens if your date were a man,\" she replies, standing to slip into her white-gold evening gown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes trail over her form before I snap myself out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She continues, tone still casual: \"Be pretty. Stand there. Smile. If it’s a topic you know, chime in. Don’t drink anything random. Don’t follow strangers to private rooms.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pauses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And don’t talk about certain things some people in power do.... You’ll see it .... When you do, you haven’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t elaborate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gulp. \"Did you feel this nervous your first time at an event like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She steps into her heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nope.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I deflate a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she laughs softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s because she kept saying we were attending as friends. So I didn’t feel any pressure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That warms me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turns to face me, lifting her hair. \"Zipper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hurry forward and help her zip up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look... stunning,\" I say quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curl into the smallest of smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ofcourse I do and you don’t look too bad yourself,\" she says, and for a moment, I think I might melt into the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight will be the first time people see us together. In public. Not as colleagues. Not as acquaintances. But something closer. Something less defined, and yet more real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that...?\" I whisper to Jiang Yuxi, my voice barely audible over the soft murmur of luxury conversation and clinking glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t even look at me, just takes another sip of her drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she replies calmly. \"And don’t speak about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I follow her gaze across the expansive hall, where an up-and-coming actress is gliding between guests with a tray of champagne flutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s wearing what can barely be called a dress—a sheer, glittering fabric that covers little and hides even less. Her movements are graceful, rehearsed, polished. But her eyes? They look like she’s somewhere else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know what I expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jessica’s voice echoes in my head: \"You don’t know the half of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn away quickly, feeling heat crawl up my neck. That actress is younger than me. Probably desperate. Probably talented. Probably just like Jessica once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization settles in my stomach like lead. I mourn, just a little, for the girl Jessica used to be. The one who had to survive, not shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand slides around my waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breath catches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t have to look to know who it is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Ruo’s hand slides even further curling around my waist, smooth and familiar now, and I think—she’s been spending too much time with CEO Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn, and when I see her—my thoughts stutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s stunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did I start to look at her as not a rival in love but my love interest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hair is styled into her signature sleek bob that brushes just below her chin, one side tucked behind her ear to reveal a single glittering diamond drop earring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her makeup tonight is bolder than usual—winged liner, a touch of shimmer at the inner corners of her eyes, and a dark red lipstick that makes my thoughts wander. Hmm. I wonder what color will be formed if I mix it with my own lip color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I guess I’ll find out tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there’s that pantsuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrow my eyes at the hint of skin exposed between the tailored, cropped jacket and the high-waisted trousers. It hugs her in all the right places, accentuating her trim waist and long legs. I pinch her side, lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My love-hate relationship with her in these outfits continues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smirks down at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My, my, Actress Lin. Is that possessiveness I see in your eyes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I roll mine and avoid eye contact. \"You’re dreaming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure I am,\" she says, voice smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heels tonight make her just about eye level with me. Liang Ruo may be petite in stature, but her presence fills any room she steps into.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only her ego were as small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She loops her arm through mine and leads me across the floor toward where CEO Han is standing beside Jiang Yuxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, I’ve never seen anyone pull off a three-piece suit better. She’s sharp, elegant, untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know how she’s able to do this for so long,\" Liang Ruo murmurs beside me, her lips brushing my ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m already exhausted talking to these damn old men, and it’s only been a couple of minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It can’t be that bad,\" I say, trying not to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m telling you, the real reason Han Li brings along Jiang Yuxi is because of this. I understand her so much now. So, Actress Lin, be a dear and stop me from ruining business deals, will you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laugh under my breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I do just that. Throughout the evening, I stand at her side like a grounding weight, placing my hand gently on hers when she gets too tense, brushing my shoulder against her arm when her jaw clenches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At more than one point, I swear she almost punches someone in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not glad I’m the reason she holds back. Not at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...But it’s a little satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>",1213,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","df6ee5504cd071b89296db76b2114bfa01139c789e1c9aff055d443e23988c35","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-59","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-57",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]