After The Web Novel Great God Transmigrated As A Scummy Online Dating Top - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

When Zhu Ye left the office, it was already midnight.

As a startup founder in the early stages, “hustle” was her only asset. Sitting on the near-empty subway, she leaned her head against the seat back, trying to let the weight of the day’s chaos sink into the plastic frame.

To clear her mind, she remembered it was June 7th—the day her alma mater released the annual collection of outstanding graduation projects. As a game animation major, she navigated to the professional module. When she clicked on the sixth entry, a voice-over (CV) began.

Zhu Ye froze. It felt like a sudden plunge into an ice-cold abyss. The hair on her arms stood up.

“Justice? You want to talk to me about justice? Heh.” “Come, tell me. Right now, what is justice?”

The screen flashed with ominous reds—war, famine, plunder. A female general with a cold, murderous smile led her troops to trample everything into the mud. Then, the scene shifted abruptly to a serene, elegant girl parting a beaded curtain, her eyes filled with a quiet, refined melancholy.

Zhu Ye was breathless. She listened again with headphones. Then she watched it muted. Then she listened without the video.

“This is it,” she whispered, her fatigue replaced by electric excitement. She immediately shared the link to her startup’s group chat.

Zhu Ye: Listen to this CV! Right now! Link

She didn’t care that it was late. She began hunting for the contact info of this “Mu Qianshan.” In the world of game development, if gameplay is the skeleton and story is the flesh, voice acting is the soul. For a cash-strapped startup, finding a voice this versatile and—hopefully—not yet famous enough to be expensive was like finding a unicorn.

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The “Confident” Intruder

While Zhu Ye was dreaming of hiring her, Lin Muxue was sitting in a police station mediation hall, clutching a cup of hot tea. If emojis could manifest in real life, her head would be surrounded by question marks.

“Don’t be afraid,” a young policewoman said gently. “Since you provided proof, this isn’t just ‘drunkenly climbing the wrong wall’ anymore.”

At 3:00 AM, Zhang Zhaoguang—the nephew of the neighbor who had been scolded away just that afternoon—had tried to scale Lin Muxue’s garden wall. His reason? He “knew” she was in love with him. He had climbed over to tell her that if she stole her family’s property deed and gave it to him for a loan, he would “agree” to be her boyfriend.

Lin Muxue: “…”

Is he on drugs? she wondered. How does a human brain generate such a logic?

Her neighbors, Zhang Dazhi and his wife (Zhaoguang’s aunt), stood nearby, faces red with shame. They refused to bail out their nephew.

“Xue’er, I am so sorry,” the aunt sighed. “If our family wasn’t in such a mess over the house, this animal wouldn’t have targeted you.”

Uncle Dazhi couldn’t even look up. He had never seen someone so “ordinary yet so confident.” Zhang Zhaoguang had honestly believed that Lin Muxue had been pining for him for over a decade—despite her only moving there in high school.

Even the police officers were calling it a “legendary” level of delusion.

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The Late-Night “Friend”

By the time Lin Muxue got home and changed back into her pajamas, she was too wired to sleep. Her uncle called from out of town, fuming and promising to install barbed wire on the walls the moment he got back.

After hanging up, she checked V-xin and saw that Sweet Orange Meow had posted a series of frantic Moments just minutes ago.

• Ugh! Why are there so many weird guys in this world!

• Unbelievable. Watch me hack you to death Middle Finger

• Photo of a chibi laughing with hands on hips

Lin Muxue had never seen anyone use their “Moments” feed like a live chat before. For the first time, she gave a “Like” and commented: Pat on the head.

Within ten seconds, a message popped up.

Sweet Orange Meow: Aha! Caught you pretending to sleep while scrolling! Sweet Orange Meow: The trauma I suffered tonight cannot be healed by a simple pat on the head! [Hmph] Sweet Orange Meow: Gosh, I’m still so mad! Ah-Xue, let me tell you…

A massive wall of text appeared. Lin Muxue scrolled through it carefully. When she reached the bottom, there were more messages:

Sweet Orange Meow: ??? Sweet Orange Meow: Hello? Sweet Orange Meow Cat peeking emoji Sweet Orange Meow: Ha! You think I’m too noisy, don’t you? I’m so sad. I need a kiss, a hug, and to be lifted high up to feel better! QAQ

Lin Muxue coughed into her tea. A hug and being lifted up might be okay… but a kiss? Let’s hold off on that.