Daily Life of a Transmigrating Villain

The bass thumped like a heartbeat, perfectly synced with the flashing lights that danced across the crowded nightclub floor.

Damien navigated through the sea of bodies, his suit shimmering in the neon glow.

In the corner, partially hidden by a cloud of smoke and the sounds of laughter, he spotted a small table where a few people were already seated, taking their drinks.

"What can I get you?" As he also took a seat at the bar, a sharp-eyed bartender with vibrant hair and a bright smile leaned over, skillfully pouring drinks with one hand, her eyes sparkling as she wiped her hands with a towel.

Damien planted himself at the bar, taking a moment to soak in the electric atmosphere. "I'll have a whiskey neat," he replied, trying to be heard above the thumping music while his eyes remained fixed on Ye Fan, who was having a conversation with the driver.

Unaware that he was being lured into a trap that would soon make him despair.

"Coming right up!" she called back, smoothly filling a glass with golden liquid and sliding it toward him with practiced flair.

He wrapped his fingers around the glass, feeling its warmth seep into his hand. For a brief moment, he glanced around to find that the people seemed to come from highly influential backgrounds, dancing while some casually chatted with others as he searched for a target among the crowd.

Damien adjusted his cufflinks, casting a measured glance around the pulsating crowd, before confidently approaching the table where the young woman sat.

Her flawless posture and the subtle elegance of her designer dress set her apart from the revelry surrounding them.

"Excuse me," he began, his voice smooth but firm. "I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be the only one here not lost in the music. Care to share your secret to maintaining such composure in a place like this?"

The woman lifted her gaze from her drink, her lips curving into a slight smile. "Perhaps it's simply more entertaining to observe the chaos than to partake in it."

Damien chuckled softly, observing the woman who seemed to have a decent layer of makeup, while the atmosphere around her seemed to exude richness, indicating she belonged to a wealthy family.

But he wasn't interested in knowing her family's name or anything else, as his work was a priority. So he continued with what he did best: "You indeed have a bad habit."

"Bad habit? Shouldn't disturbing a woman who just wants to drink and enjoy herself in peace be a bad habit?" Her eyes glinted with intrigue, the corners of her mouth teasing upward.

"If trying to have a conversation with the most beautiful woman I can find around is considered a bad habit, then I guess I have one," Damien said, lifting his glass in gesture for a toast, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow at the woman, who was slightly smiling, feeling amused.

"It was cringe," she said with a shake of her head, but still toasted the glass, clinking her wine with his. Though she usually told men to leave her alone instead of flirting, somehow this handsome guy was definitely making her feel invested right now.

"Maybe it was," he said, unfazed, his smile never wavering. "But it got you to smile, didn't it? I'll take that as a win."

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"Win? But—" Before the woman could complete her sentence, she heard a voice from behind her.

"Oh, Natasha, here you are," Ye Fan finally approached, having gathered all the information he could about Jaime. He noticed that Damien was talking to a woman who was part of a circle of friends Ye Fan was aware of.

So it was particularly impossible for him to ignore this fact and not take advantage of the situation after realizing that this man was a wealthy person, even though he still had to ask about his name.

".....what are you doing here?" the woman furrowed her brow, looking towards the most useless person she had ever known, showing her dissatisfaction and disgust as she looked towards Ye Fan.

"Come on?!" Ye Fan exclaimed, his eyes darting between Natasha and Damien. "I've been meaning to talk with you, Natasha, my dear sister."

"Oh look, it's Mr. Not-Invited. How lovely. Piss off, Ye Fan. We're busy." Natasha rolled her eyes, clearly wanting to deal with this man who was revealing his connection with her, as she was indeed his cousin, but that was all, given that she didn't want any connection with a useless person like him.

Damien looked between the two, his brow raised in surprise at Natasha's bluntness, but he fought back a grin. Clearly, seeing how Ye Fan was acting the way he wanted him to, given the information from the driver, he was able to recognize the facial features of Ye Fan's cousin, who was also present in this bar, and took the opportunity to personally meet her.

It would be much easier to have someone closer to Ye Fan.

"Busy? Come on, at least introduce me to him?" Ye Fan said. Clearly hearing the rude tone from Natasha, he was pissed off, but he knew the value of his anger right now would be inferior to the gain he could make out of this man who could easily throw 5 million an hour for a driver just by imagining how much he could give him.

It was a marvelous deal, even more so to make Ye Fan tolerate all the words Natasha would say.

".....", The woman, hearing Ye Fan, this time interested in conversation, couldn't help but notice something suspicious.

Naturally, even though they were usually in the same club or parties, due to internal conflicts in the family, they were definitely not on good terms. Additionally, she didn't like Ye Fan's behavior from the start, so noticing him acting such a simp to be introduced to a man instead of a woman piqued her interest in this man even more.

"He is my boyfriend," Natasha, taking this opportunity and not wanting to play it cool, seeing how restless Ye Fan appeared from the outside, just casually introduced the unknown man as her boyfriend.

After all, who cares about the consequences given that she belonged to her family? It was impossible even if that man misinterpreted himself as her real boyfriend and tried to take advantage of her.

"Nice joke," Ye Fan said, while he gave a smile, with a narrowed gaze glancing at Damien. While already aware of everything from the driver's mouth, he was not going to believe his cousin's word, which was clearly evident that she just wanted to make him restless and try to gain the upper hand.

He really felt that he shouldn't have acted this way, but what could he do, given that he couldn't lose the chance to have that man become his personal bank account.

After all, money is what makes one stronger; no matter how much one has, they will always be ready for more.

"No, she is telling the truth," then in clearly observing the behavior and the conversation zone between both of these cousins, one could clearly see that they had a very complicated type of relationship with each other, having little interest in knowing each other's business. Of course, he didn't care, since it was a golden opportunity for him to use this woman to deal with Ye Fan.

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For a moment, Natasha was also taken aback, given how the man, whom she did not know, had accepted her statement in such a clear way without needing her to act further, prompting her to slightly feel awkward but not enough, given how she noticed Ye Fan's expression turning sour, which was enough for her to let this man claim she was his girlfriend for now.

Naturally, she was just going to speak for herself, dealing with things. But now that she had gotten the support of this man whom she was interested in, things were becoming even more intriguing for her.

In the family battle of the Ye family, Natasha's father and Ye Fan's father were vying for the position of patriarch, creating animosity between them. However, Ye Fan's father had an advantage: Ye Fan himself.

Not known to ordinary people, there were cultivators in this world, and it turned out that Ye Fan was blessed with a physique of destiny, guaranteeing his success and allowing him to learn everything much faster than anyone else. Even though Natasha herself was a cultivator and talented, all her hard work was nothing compared to someone blessed with heavenly luck.

Though of course, Natasha didn't feel an inferiority complex toward Ye Fan, the issue was that he wasn't the type to train even a little. It was like he left everything to his talent, not wanting to do any exercise or training like she did, working out every day to rise in ranking.

But his body was automatically gathering Qi from the surroundings, making him stronger day by day without even moving an inch.

So she hated Ye Fan for his recklessness and also herself for being weak and unable to break through to help her father gain more advantage in the family battle.

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