QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL) Chapter 15: Stable plot

Jiang Wei walked with purpose, each step filled with the kind of confidence that ca from knowing he had won.

For years, he had fought tooth and nail for a place in this industry, forced to climb from the bottom while others were handed everything.

But now?

Now, the tides had shifted.

Now, he ruled.

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He had more projects than ever before.

More endorsents. More deals; luxury brands, high-profile movie roles, elite invitations—all things Jiang Yuxi had once kept for herself.Now, they belonged to him.

And the industry?

The people who had once dismissed him, who had looked down on him, who had scoffed at his existence—

They were now at his feet.

Bowing. Begging.Afraid.

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The entertainnt world had always been a battlefield, and Jiang Yuxi had reigned as its undisputed queen.

Cold.

Untouchable.

The perfect actress with the perfect career.

But perfection was fragile.

It had taken one well-placed strike, and everything she built had crumbled into ashes.

She had been dethroned, disgraced, discarded.

And Jiang Wei?

He had taken her place.

Yet, despite his victory, there was still one last enemy left standing.

Qin Zhen.

The man who had tried to bury him before he even had a chance to rise.The man who represented everything that had destroyed his mother.

Jiang Wei narrowed his eyes as he scanned the financial reports on his phone.

Qin Zhen's stocks were falling.Slowly.Gradually.

But surely.

> "This is just the beginning."

He would not stop until the Zhen family was in ruins.

Not after what they did.Not after what his mother suffered.

Jiang Wei leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a mont.mories of his mother's pain ca rushing back like an unrelenting tide.

She had been a bright woman, full of warmth and love.

She had sacrificed everything for him.

But the Zhen family had taken everything from her.

They had humiliated her.

Crushed her.

Broke her.

Until she saw no way out.

Until the weight of it all pushed her into the abyss and she took her own life.

Until she was gone.

Jiang Wei clenched his fists, his nails biting into his palms.

> "I will make them pay."

> "I will make them suffer like she suffered."

And when Qin Zhen finally lost everything?

Then and only then would he rest.

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Jiang Wei adjusted his cufflinks, taking one final look in the mirror.

He had a lunch eting today.

Not just any lunch—an opportunity.

The heiress.

She was intelligent, well-connected, and—most importantly—useful.

If he played his cards right, if he chard her just enough, she would be another powerful ally in his war against Qin Zhen.

> "I will use everything at my disposal."

> "Because in this fight, I can't afford to lose."

With one final smirk at his reflection, he grabbed his coat and headed out.

He had work to do.

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anwhile, in the Jiang Household...

The Jiang estate was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that settled in places where too much had been left unsaid.

In the dim glow of the evening, Mrs. Jiang sat alone in the parlor, her frail hands trembling slightly as she clutched her silk scarf.

At 68 years old, ti had worn away her once peerless beauty, leaving behind a face lined with years of sorrow.

But it wasn't age that had made her fragile.It was grief.A grief that had never faded and had only deepened with ti.

For the past few weeks, Mrs. Jiang had been consud by one thing.

A face.

A na.

Jiang Wei.

Ever since she had seen him on television, seen the way he spoke, the way he moved—sothing inside her had shifted.

She had watched everything.

Every interview.

Every movie.

Every docuntary.

Over and over again.

To the point of obsession.

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"Don't look at like that!" Mrs. Jiang's voice cracked as she glared at her husband.

Mr. Jiang, standing across the room, said nothing.

He simply watched her, his expression heavy with sothing unspoken.

Mrs. Jiang's hands clenched into fists as she pleaded again.

> "Promise ! Promise you'll do it!"

Mr. Jiang exhaled slowly, his aged fingers tightening around the cane he leaned on.

For years, he had tried to ease her pain.

For years, he had tried to fill the void.

He had even adopted Jiang Yuxi, hoping she would bring his wife the comfort she desperately sought.

But it had never worked.

Because no one could replace the child they lost.

> "Please," she whispered, her voice breaking.

Mr. Jiang felt his chest tighten.

His wife had never let go of the past.

And now, it seed, she would never let go of Jiang Wei either.

With a heavy heart, he finally nodded.

> "I promise."

Mrs. Jiang's shoulders sagged in relief, her eyes shining with sothing raw, sothing desperate.

Mr. Jiang turned away, gripping his cane tighter.

> "I hope I don't regret this."

Then, with slow, deliberate steps, he left the room.

He had a call to make.

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anwhile, in the System Core...

> SYSTEM 404: [CHECKING PLOT INTEGRITY...]

SYSTEM 404: [PLOT STABLE. EVERYTHING IS PROGRESSING PERFECTLY.]

SYSTEM 404: [THE MALE LEAD HAS RISEN.]

SYSTEM 404: [THE VILLAINESS HAS FALLEN.]

SYSTEM 404: [THE FINAL RIVALRY BEGINS.]

SYSTEM 404: [EXCELLENT.]

SYSTEM 404: [...BUT STILL NO SIGN OF HOST.]