After The Web Novel Great God Transmigrated As A Scummy Online Dating Top - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

On the homepage of the Zhizhi Mumu social site, the forums were buzzing.

Usually, the top posts featured famous “CPs” (couples) showing off their romance or sharing daily life. But today, the thread firmly holding the number one spot—marked with a bright purple “Hot” flame—had a title that was pure clickbait:

Shocking the Lesbian Circle! Click to see the 99-timing Octopus Scammer’s Online Shipwreck!

The OP (Original Poster) wasn’t one of the 99 victims but a social butterfly of the site. She explained that she had noticed something off when several friends in a group chat shared details about their “new online girlfriends.” Upon closer inspection, she realized they were all dating the same person. The number of victims coming forward had since ballooned to a staggering ninety-nine.

The thread had exceeded two thousand replies by noon the next day. Just as the excitement was beginning to plateau, “Zhu Yue,” one of the confirmed victims, posted an update.

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The Forum Update

2671L Zhu Yue: I am victim 1/99. Update: I called the jerk. At first, no answer, then she picked up.

2672L: And?! Don’t leave us hanging! pouting.jpg

2673L: Did you curse her out? How did she manage 99 girls at once? eating_popcorn.jpg

Xiao Yue quickly typed out a long response to avoid being “cut off” by other commenters.

2762L Zhu Yue: Sorry, had a call. Anyway, she picked up and her attitude was… unexpectedly good? She was calm and asked politely who I was. I got angry and yelled at her, but she didn’t hang up. She actually listened and responded now and then. It was so weird being scolding someone so cooperative that I actually felt embarrassed and stopped. Then she apologized sincerely, returned my money, and asked—very politely—if we could delete each other. She even wished me well.

3271L: I’m getting a vibe from Zhu Yue… Do you think the person on the phone wasn’t actually the scammer?

2782L Zhu Yue: Yes! That’s why I’m sharing this. The person who answered and the person who scammed me feel like two different people. The one on the phone was so formal—she uses proper punctuation in her WeChat messages! Like, she puts a period after “Thank you.” !!

The thread exploded again. Some thought Xiao Yue was being naive, while others agreed that a person who treats emotions like a game usually doesn’t have the integrity to apologize and pay back every cent. Most “trashy” people would just block everyone and vanish.

Then, a high-profile user chimed in:

3671L Rich Lady Arrival: If she’s being that serious, she’s probably not lying. I asked her directly if she was the scammer’s family or friend, and she said, “No, the trashy girl is me!” Pffft! She actually said “The trashy girl is me!” It was almost cute, hahaha.

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The Rental Dispute

Back in the real world, Lin Muxue was facing a different kind of “jerk.”

The graduation season meant the landlord was used to people moving out. The woman, a short, stout lady in her forties, entered the room and immediately began her “critique” with a practiced, judgmental eye.

“Look at this peeling paint,” she grumbled, pointing at the wall. “And the sink is stained. Is that lightbulb dead too? I have to change the locks after you leave. Sigh, forget it. Since you just graduated and have no money, I’ll be kind. I won’t charge you extra, but your security deposit will just have to cover the ‘damages’.”

Lin Muxue stood there quietly. Unlike her counterpart—who favored heavy makeup and “spicy girl” aesthetics—the current Lin Muxue was bare-faced. Her features were classic and elegant, with thick lashes that looked like natural eyeliner. Her current paleness and scholarly aura made her look like an easy target.

The landlord’s “security deposit grab” was a common predatory tactic in this area. Many students just gave up and moved out to avoid the hassle.

But Lin Muxue wasn’t “many students.”

She reached up to adjust her glasses, realized again they weren’t there, and instead smoothed her eyebrow. Her dark eyes fixed on the landlord. “This house… it isn’t officially registered for rental, is it?”

The landlord’s smirk froze. This was an illegal subdivision, likely failing every fire safety code in the book, and there was no formal contract. That was exactly why the landlord felt bold enough to steal the deposit.

“Oh ho?” The woman laughed, though it sounded forced. “We don’t even have a contract. How are you going to sue me?”

“I’m not going to sue you,” Lin Muxue said in a soft, steady voice. “I’m just going to report you to the fire department and the tax bureau.”

The landlord’s face turned a sickly shade of gray.