Black Lotus Flower Transmigrates into a Dog Blood Novel’s Male Supporting Role

Mu’s Manor was built by the great-grandfather of the former owner and has a history of more than 100 years. However, because of good maintenance, the buildings and facilities are still brand new.

In the garden of the manor, gardeners are trimming various flowers and plants. When they see Young Master Mu walk by, they all bow respectfully.

Mu Qingyan politely nods his head to them and walks into the luxurious mansion at the center of the estate.

At this time, the father of the former owner, Mu Yuchen, and his mother, Shen Xiaoxiao, are already sitting at the dining table in the living room waiting for him.

To Mu Qingyan’s surprise, the appearance of the former owner’s parents is exactly the same as his own parents in the real world, which makes him feel a lot of warmth.

He also sits down at the table and naturally calls out, “Dad, Mom.”

Mu Yuchen’s face is solemn as he gestures to the butler to bring out the dishes.

Shen Xiaoxiao smiles and says to Mu Qingyan, “You must be hungry coming so late. I asked the kitchen to make all your favorite dishes today.”

“Mm.”

Mu Qingyan is clear that his purpose in coming to his parent’s house is not just to eat. As the only son of the Mu Group, his marriage and divorce affect the image and stock price of the company, and he must give a reasonable explanation.

Moreover, in dealing with the scumbag Xing Hao, he needs a backup team.

The maids bring out the dishes from the kitchen one by one. There are light and spicy dishes, and it seems that the former owner’s taste is quite diverse.

But after tasting a few bites, Mu Qingyan realizes that the former owner not only has a diverse palate but also a picky one.

Mu Qingyan originally intended to wait until after finishing their meal to bring up the issue of his divorce with Xing Hao to his parents. However, his father, Mu Yuchen, spoke first: “Your mother told me that you and Xing Hao are getting divorced because he cheated on you?”

“Yes, he slept at his mistress’s house last night and didn’t come out until noon when she urged him to get a divorce. Today is the day we were supposed to receive guests, but he didn’t even care.”

Mu Yuchen put down his chopsticks and pursed his lips. He already had a cold demeanor, and after hearing what his son said, his expression turned even uglier.

Shen Xiaoxiao shook her head and sighed, “This child is so disappointing.”

“Is what you’re saying the truth? It’s not just hearsay from outside?” Mu Yuchen knew that his son was not focused on his work and always hung out with spoiled second and third-generation rich kids, some of whom liked to gossip.

“Old Mu, your words are…” Shen Xiaoxiao had complete trust in her son and gave her husband a dissatisfied glance.

Mu Qingyan was very certain, “I have evidence. Xing Hao had been fooling around with his mistress before our marriage, but I only found out this morning.”

Mu Yuchen spoke in a low voice, “I understand.”

Shen Xiaoxiao served Mu Yuchen a piece of fish and said, “This marriage should end. How could our Mu family endure this kind of humiliation?”

Mu Yuchen nodded in agreement, “Mm.”

After finishing their lunch, Mu Yuchen went to deal with business at the headquarters of Mu’s Group, while Shen Xiaoxiao made plans to go shopping and have afternoon tea with other wealthy wives. Mu Qingyan, feeling tired and unwell, went back to their own villa to take a nap.

As a result, they slept until after 7 pm.

Mu Qingyan initially thought it was due to the plot of transmigration that his body wasn’t adjusting well, causing him to be sleepy. But after searching through his memories, he discovered that it was actually because the original owner had a habit of taking afternoon naps, and it was an unchanging habit of more than twenty years.

Based on the original owner’s decadent lifestyle, he should be waking up, having dinner, and then going to nightclubs or clubs with his buddies to drink and party.

Mu Qingyan shook his head, he didn’t want to treat his body so poorly.

Walking down to the first floor, he instructed the kitchen to prepare some light dishes, and then sat on the incredibly comfortable sofa, going through dozens of missed calls and over two hundred unread messages on his phone.

Among them, more than half of the content was asking him, “Did you and Xing Hao really get a divorce?” and “Why did you get a divorce?”

For these blatantly gossip-related messages, Mu Qingyan had read them all but didn’t reply.

Ye Qiqi obviously knew her boss’s routine very well and left a concise message: “Lu Wei’s information is all bought, ready to be exposed at any time.”

Mu Qingyan hooked up the corner of his lips and replied very satisfied, “Well done.”

Ye Qiqi immediately sent another message: “After the news of your divorce with Xing Hao broke out today, the stock price of Star Company dropped by 30%. Xing Hao bought the hot search this afternoon, claiming that you cheated on him.”

The stock price of Star Company dropped, and Xing Hao must have received a lot of criticism from his family when he returned home, and maybe even got stepped on by his older brother Xing Yishun.

When a dog is anxious, it bites, and Xing Hao bit back at Mu Qingyan.

Ye Qiqi had seen the information in Lu Wei’s hands, naturally knowing who had cheated, so she added another sentence, “Xing Hao really has no shame.”

Mu Qingyan opened Weibo, and sure enough, after Xing Hao pretended to be the victim of abandonment and had his so-called “friends” post on Weibo about how heartless and ruthless Mu Qingyan was, the public opinion was one-sided and all condemning Mu Qingyan for being a scumbag.

Even digging up the past where Mu Qingyan was all over the place and criticizing him for it, a large group of netizens on Weibo also declared their boycott of Mu Qingyan’s self-created MU clothing brand.

Xing Hao’s paid army constantly fanned the flames and even went to Mu Qingyan’s Weibo to insult him with extremely offensive language.

“Hmm, interesting.”

Xing Hao’s actions successfully ignited Mu Qingyan’s fighting spirit as the vengeful Black Lotus he was, who loved nothing more than to ruthlessly bully others. However, he was in no hurry and deliberately let this one-sided situation continue to ferment, increasing the impact of Xing Hao’s actions.

He leisurely finished dinner, declined the invitations of the original owner’s group of friends, and curled up on the sofa listening to music while browsing the parts of the original novel that he had not read yet.

It wasn’t until 10 o’clock in the evening that he opened Weibo again.

Sure enough, the news of his divorce with Xing Hao was becoming more and more intense online. Even fake news like “The model was kept for three years and finally rose to fame, Mu Qingyan was the one who caused the chaos and abandoned Xing Hao in the end” had been reposted and commented on millions of times.

Mu Qingyan didn’t stop the water army from manipulating the situation or explain himself. He only posted one sentence on Weibo: “Please Mr. Xing clarify and apologize, otherwise see you on Weibo tomorrow at 12 o’clock. @Xing Hao.”

Within a minute, tens of thousands of comments had already appeared under his Weibo.

[What’s happening tomorrow at noon?]

[Is there going to be drama?]

[Haha, will we see Young Master Mu embarrassing himself tomorrow?]

[Don’t be so loud and aggressive, scumbag! @Mu Qingyan]

[I’m kind of looking forward to tomorrow at noon (eating popcorn)]

After knowing that Mu Qingyan had divorced, Ji Liyun was slightly affected by his own “President Ji” nickname but still called him five or six times in the afternoon, wanting to invite him to dinner.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyan didn’t answer a single call.

After inquiring with their mutual friend Shen Huai, they found out that this young master still took a nap every day until dinner time without fail.

Even after being reborn, Ji Liyun’s essential nature as a workaholic had not changed, so he worked while waiting for Mu Qingyan’s phone call.

However, even after working overtime until 10pm, he had not received a single message or phone call from this young master.

Ji Liyun felt a bit disappointed and lost his mood for working.

He opened his phone and found dozens of entertainment news notifications, all about Mu Qingyan cheating and divorcing. It was obvious that someone had intentionally bought marketing accounts and fake fans.

In his previous life, Ji Liyun had failed to protect Mu Qingyan, and he didn’t want him to suffer any abuse this time around, even on the internet.

He called Zhou Xihang, the head of the entertainment company under Ji Corp, and said, “Help me find out who bought the marketing accounts and fake fans to spread rumors that Mu Qingyan cheated. Remove all the defamatory news, delete the extremist fans, and monitor any updates related to Mu Qingyan. Report back to me at any time.”

Although Zhou Xihang didn’t know why the CEO of Ji Corp was so concerned about Mu Qingyan’s situation, he still did as he was told. In less than five minutes, he called Ji Liyun back.

“I’ve found out that Xing Hao bought those marketing accounts and fake fans. I’ve already instructed my subordinates to deal with it, and it will be done within ten minutes.”

Zhou Xihang was able to become the head of an entertainment company at the age of 30 because he was good at observing and reacting quickly, and he was highly efficient. He continued, “I’ve also asked our news department to collect dirt on Xing Hao, and we’ll be able to send it to you before midnight tonight. Also, it seems that Mu Young Master has some dirt on his hands as well.”

“Oh? How do you know that?” Ji Liyun asked curiously.

“He bought Xing Hao’s dirt from our company’s sponsored ‘Entertainment Weekly’ magazine.” Zhou Xihang sent a screenshot of Mu Qingyan’s latest Weibo to Ji Liyun’s WeChat and continued, “And his Weibo also implies that he has solid evidence.”

After just looking at the content of the Weibo, the ice in Ji Liyun’s eyes melted away suddenly, like a lion who was angered and then suddenly saw their beloved cub, his stern expression turning gentle.

He relaxed his brows and lips and smiled slightly. “Got it. Keep monitoring the situation online for me.”

Zhou Xihang replied, “No problem.”

Ji Liyun looked at this seemingly simple but insidious Weibo again and chuckled softly.

Author’s note:

Ji Liyun: My Ah Yan has become amazing.

Mu Qingyan: The old me is already dead. Now, I am Niu Hulu1“Niu Hulu” means no longer innocent and has become very scheming Mu Qingyan