After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Royal Court Private Club, top floor.

The lights were blinding, and the smell of alcohol mingled with various perfumes.

Si Lin stood in the corner of the shooting range, holding a modified replica gun in his hand.

He was very tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. The cuffs of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.

boom.

The bullet hit the bullseye.

He put down his gun, took the whiskey offered by the waiter, and took a sip.

In the leather sofa area, Wen Yan got off the woman, took the damp towel handed to him, and wiped his hands. "You managed to put on an act again."

The girl next to him had a wrinkled skirt and messy hair, and she was bending down to straighten her skirt.

"Go do your thing." Si Lin didn't look at him and raised the gun again.

Wen Yan smiled, walked over and sat down next to him, lit a cigarette, and gestured with his chin toward the other side.

"That kid Pei Heng has found someone new again. He says he's from a dance academy, and his waist is incredibly flexible."

Si Lin followed his gaze.

In the private booth on the other side, Pei Heng leaned back on the leather sofa, his long legs bent freely.

A girl sat on his lap, her long hair cascading down, obscuring her face.

All that could be seen was her snow-white back and the ends of her hair swaying with her hips.

Pei Heng had one hand on her waist and the other holding a cigarette, his expression quite sultry.

After a while, he pushed the girl away and fastened his belt.

The girl slumped to one side, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. Her black miniskirt was lifted up to her thighs, revealing her fair and tender inner thighs, which were still trembling slightly.

Pei Heng straightened his disheveled clothes and beckoned to Si Lin, "Want to try this on?"

Si Lin didn't move.

Pei Heng smiled, patted the girl's waist, and said, "Go and serve Young Master Si."

The girl raised her head, her face still flushed, and slowly stood up, walking towards Si Lin.

Her legs were a little weak and trembling as she walked, but she still managed to walk to Si Lin.

She reached out a hand painted with red nail polish, intending to touch the hem of Si Lin's shirt. "Young Master Si..."

Si Lin took a step back.

The girl's hand froze in mid-air.

"Not interested."

Si Lin's voice was calm, and he turned his gaze back to the target, not even glancing at the girl.

The beautiful woman froze on the spot, the blush on her face fading by half, and bit her lower lip as she retreated to the sofa.

Pei Heng clicked his tongue and put his arm around the girl's waist.

"Really don't want her? This girl has a great figure, slim waist and perky butt, she'd be even more fun to play with."

He whispered something in the girl's ear, and the girl blushed even more, hiding in his arms.

"You haven't been with a woman for a year, aren't you getting restless?"

Wen Yan exhaled a smoke ring and laughed, "I remember when you first started having sex, you didn't discriminate between meat and vegetables, you were crazy and would do all sorts of crazy things."

"The brothers have seen a lot since they started following you."

He paused and glanced at Ji Yan, who was sitting on the sofa at the far end.

"Even Ji Yan, driven by hormones, attended several events behind his white moonlight's back, right?"

Ji Yan raised his head.

He sat in the darkest corner, holding his phone, the screen lit up with a picture of a girl.

Hearing Wen Yan's words, he looked up and glanced at him, "Don't pull me."

Wen Yan raised his hands in surrender, his smile carrying a profound meaning.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention your white moonlight."

He turned to Si Lin and continued, "I mean, you were so wild back then, how come you're so detached from worldly desires now?"

"Some girls who have experienced your prowess are now secretly asking us about you."

Si Lin's tone was flat, "Just curious, I just want to know how much fun it is to play with women."

"And now?"

"I've tried all sorts of delicacies, and I've tasted quite a few of your so-called top-notch dishes. I'm tired of it," Si Lin said. "It's all tasteless, not even as good as a glass of wine."

He walked to the sofa area, sat down, crossed his long legs, and leaned back into the sofa. "And the school's blacklist and whitelist, I'm tired of that too."

Pei Heng pulled the girl over and sat down, his hand caressing her legs.

"So what do you want to do next? Playing with women, bullying people, we've already reached the limit, what new fun can we come up with?"

Si Lin didn't say anything.

Ji Yan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "Want to have a serious relationship?"

Si Lin chuckled, not even bothering to refute.

He simply couldn't imagine what it would be like to be in a serious relationship.

Wen Yan and Pei Heng also burst into laughter.

Wen Yan said, "Dating? Ji Yan, are you alright? You're letting Si Lin date?"

"Have you been watching too much of that 'white moonlight' (ideal love interest) and it's ruined your brain?"

Pei Heng pinched the girl's cheek in his arms. "Did you hear that? Young Master Ji told Young Master Si to go and date."

"Tell me, if Young Master Si were to actually start talking, what would it be like?"

The girl blushed and whispered, "He must spoil his girlfriend a lot..."

"Spoil?" Pei Heng laughed even louder.

"Him? He'd be lucky if he didn't kill people."

Wen Yan finished laughing and moved on from the topic.

"Speaking of which, two new students transferred to the school today. I heard one of them is an outstanding student from a commoner background who was admitted through a special program."

Pei Heng raised an eyebrow. "A new source of amusement?"

Wen Yan shook his head. "This time it's a girl, a powerless and insignificant young woman. A simple warning on the whitelist will be enough to drive that group of people crazy."

"It's boring, too crunchy."

Pei Heng agreed, "Boys are definitely more resilient."

Si Lin didn't say anything, just kept turning the lighter on and off in his hand.

Just then, Pei Heng's phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw it was a message from his subordinate.

After watching for a few seconds, he laughed and turned the phone towards Si Lin, "Look, there's someone who's not afraid of death."

Si Lin lifted his eyelids; on his phone screen was a forum post with a very eye-catching title.

"The truth about bullying by the student council deacons of St. Lan Noble Academy is revealed: They do not deserve to stand here."

Scroll down, and every word is an accusation against the student union's blacklist/whitelist system, personal insults, and privileged oppression, especially—

"The head butler, Si Lin, is the heir to the top conglomerate. He takes pleasure in trampling on the dignity of the weak and uses his family background and his face to commit beastly acts."

Si Lin's gaze lingered on the last sentence, and the smile on his face faded.

When his face turned cold, the oppressive aura emanating from him made the girl next to him unconsciously shrink back.

Pei Heng put his phone away and observed Si Lin's reaction with great interest.

"You see, there are always ants that pop up just when you're about to lose interest, giving you a bit of fun."

Si Lin played with the lighter, watching the flame that appeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up again. "It's stirred up my competitive spirit."

"Whose turn is it to write their name this time?"

Pei Heng raised his hand, his eyes crinkling into a smile, "My turn."

He looked at the post on his phone screen and tapped it with his thumb.

"What do you think? Should we issue a warning on the whitelist, or just blacklist him and remove him from the game?"

Wen Yan put his arm around the woman next to him, twirling his fingers around the ends of her hair as he exhaled smoke rings.

"Openly criticizing the deacon council is too egregious. Is a mere warning too lenient?"