The Abusive Novel System Pleads with Me to Resign

Yu Ting stood up immediately, ready to leave the private room to look for someone.

But Chang Ming, sitting beside him, quickly pulled him back: "Are you seeing things? I just glanced over there too—it wasn’t her at all."

Truthfully, Chang Ming hadn’t paid any attention. He just wanted to avoid facing both Shi Shi and Shen Ying at the same time.

But Yu Ting wasn’t buying it. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? You saw it too? Then tell me, how many men and women just walked by?"

Seeing him dig deeper, Chang Ming gritted his teeth. "Can’t you just stay put?"

"Today is Shi Shi’s welcome party. Even if it really was her, so what? She didn’t even want to come. Are you really going to chase after her and beg her to join?"

Chang Ming thought Yu Ting’s pride would stop him at this point.

But Yu Ting’s mind was already elsewhere. He stubbornly retorted, "Who said I’m going to invite her? Can’t you see I’m about to give her a piece of my mind?"

Then, turning to Yu Shishi, he declared, "Don’t worry. I’ll go demand an explanation from your sister—why would she rather party with outsiders than attend her own sister’s welcome party?"

"I won’t come back until she’s drowning in guilt."

With that, he turned and stormed out of the room.

Yu Shishi was caught completely off guard. She had never seen Yu Ting act like this before.

His words only made her seem even more pitiful in front of her sister.

Yu Shishi hadn’t even recovered from the blow of her sister using her to become a billionaire, and now she was hit with another.

The confidence she had barely rebuilt in the midst of being the center of attention shattered completely.

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"I’ll go take a look too."

Yu Shishi stiffened. "Why are you going?"

Jiang Liuxu’s expression wasn’t exactly pleasant, but he managed a meaningful smile as he answered.

"Ms. Shen is a frequent visitor to my office and a potential client I’d like to secure for the hospital. It’s only polite to greet her when we cross paths."

"And maybe offer her some health advice about the dangers of overindulging in wine and pleasure."

Yu Ting and Jiang Liuxu had been subtly competing on social media for days, each posting photos visible only to the other. So Yu Ting knew exactly what Jiang Liuxu was thinking.

With a cold laugh, the two of them left the room one after the other.

Once they were gone, Yu Shishi couldn’t just sit there either. She stood up—

"Maybe we should all go take a look."

One by one, the five of them left the room. Under the pretense of running into acquaintances, they asked a server for directions.

The server led them to the private room’s door, but before anyone could knock, Yu Ting impatiently pushed it open and walked in.

Inside, the scene was even more shocking than what they’d glimpsed in the hallway. The large room, which could easily fit over twenty people, was packed with stunningly attractive men and women.

Shen Ying sat at the head of the table like an emperor, while the others stood up in unison to toast her—

"Thanks for treating us, Ying-jie! You’re too generous!"

Shen Ying, that woman, wore an expression of rare indulgence and amusement—

"Don’t mention it. Order whatever you want. After this, we’ll hit the clubs and keep the party going."

Everyone knew Shen Ying’s generosity. Every time she hosted, she covered all expenses.

The clubs she chose were high-end, or she’d rent luxurious villas for pool parties.

It was fun, relaxing, and safe.

For these rising stars who weren’t yet financially secure, it was the perfect chance to unwind.

All they had to do was enjoy themselves—no worries, no strings attached.

Compared to others who tried to lure them with ulterior motives, Shen Ying was young, beautiful, and effortlessly elegant—the dream sugar mommy.

Naturally, plenty of men (and even some women) tried to climb the ranks.

The seating arrangement said it all—

The closer someone sat to Shen Ying, the more attractive they were, their eyes and demeanor bolder, their competitive edge sharper.

Jiang Liuxu and Yu Ting, being the first to enter, immediately noticed the woman on Shen Ying’s left, shamelessly clinging to her like she had no bones.

The way she looked at Shen Ying could’ve spun silk.

So this woman had no gender preference, huh?

Yu Ting’s anger flared. He sneered, "So this is what you call ‘busy’?"

The crowd around Shen Ying turned to look, and the room erupted—

"Oh my god, am I dreaming?"

"Is that Yu Ting? It’s Yu Ting, right? I’m seeing Yu Ting in person!!"

"Why is Yu Ting here?"

"Yu Ting, I love you!!!"

Yu Ting’s expression darkened. In his impulsiveness, he’d forgotten he wasn’t disguised at all. This was the downside of being a celebrity.

Luckily, Shen Ying didn’t want chaos in the room either. She calmly said, "This is a friend of mine, just stopping by to say hello."

Hearing this, the crowd reluctantly dialed back their fan frenzy. They were still excited, but they didn’t want to cause trouble for their host’s guest.

Yu Ting walked up to the girl glued to Shen Ying’s side and looked down at her. "Mind giving me your seat?"

The girl: "Of course, of course! Here, take it!"

The others quickly adjusted, making space not just for Yu Ting but for the rest of the group too. Soon, there was plenty of room around Shen Ying.

Yu Ting sat down, propping his elbow on the table, his posture pure accusation—

"So this is what you skipped your sister’s welcome party for?"

"Shen Ying, do you even have a heart? I heard Shi Shi went to see you the moment she got back yesterday."

"After more than ten years apart, you couldn’t even pretend to care for one day? What do you even think of Shi Shi?"

Yu Shishi: "No, it’s not like that—I didn’t expect us to reconnect right away. We both need time. If my sister couldn’t come, I really—"

Yu Ting didn’t even hear her quiet attempt at damage control. He fumed, "Even I postponed an important shoot and traveled for hours to be here."

"How dare you, when you’re right in town, not even bother to come see—to see Shi Shi?"

Shen Ying replied lazily, "Like I said, I don’t do pointless socializing."

"Besides, if my sister doesn’t mind, why are you interrogating me?"

Yu Ting scanned the room full of men and women and nearly exploded. "We’re ‘pointless,’ but these people aren’t?"

Shen Ying’s expression turned stern. "Don’t you dare look down on my guests. They’re my friends. Eating, drinking, chatting, having fun with them—it all gives me emotional fulfillment. It keeps me happy for days."

"How is that ‘pointless’? It’s you and your non-work-related gatherings that are the waste of time."

Yu Ting almost choked on his own rage. "You’re unbelievable. I turned a blind eye when the director kept sneaking photos of me to send to you."

"But you’ve just been using me as a cash cow this whole time, haven’t you? Not an ounce of real feeling. What, is my face not good enough to look at while you eat? How is this ‘pointless’?"

Shen Ying: "Then let me ask you—you’ve been at your party for a while now, right?"

"What have you been talking about?"

Yu Ting: "Mostly Shi Shi’s experiences abroad."

Shen Ying: "Exactly. I already knew that’s how it’d go. I’m not interested, and if I were there, my sister would have to tiptoe around my feelings instead of speaking freely. Who does that benefit?"

Yu Shishi: "…"

"Who the hell would accommodate you?" Yu Shishi thought to herself—if you show up, I'll just keep talking and make sure everyone ignores your presence.

But she still had to smooth things over, otherwise if Yu Ting kept being stubborn here, her welcome party wouldn't even get started.

Yu Shishi smiled and said, "That's right, Yu Ting. I came back in a hurry, and my sister must have already made plans with everyone. It wouldn’t be right for her to cancel on them just for me."

"Everyone’s looking forward to my sister treating them."

She couldn’t resist slipping in a subtle jab, making the other men and women in the private room feel uncomfortable.

Sure, they were here to cozy up to a wealthy woman for free food and drinks, but the way she said it made them sound like shameless freeloaders.

The displeasure on their faces was obvious, and Yu Shishi smirked inwardly, pleased with herself.

Then her sister spoke up: "You know, the success I enjoy now is partly thanks to you."

Yu Shishi’s smile froze.

Shen Ying continued, "People only see how easily I make money—just a few casual words, a couple of crafted phrases, or maybe some offhand advice, and suddenly millions pour into my account."

"But who understands the hardships you’ve endured? I’ve been wanting to get in touch with you to ask—are you coping alright? How’s your health? Has the relentless pace affected your sleep?"

"Still, I hesitated. I worried you might not be ready to talk to me, and I also had to be mindful of appearances."

Yu Shishi frowned. "What appearances?"

Shen Ying: "If we were too close, people might think we were working together to pull some con."

"You’ve never taken a single cent from them, and your relationships have always been pure and innocent. I couldn’t let anyone misunderstand you."

Yu Shishi felt her vision darken again.

Her sister patted her shoulder. "I remember how hard it’s been for you."

"‘A peaceful life isn’t free—it’s just that you’ve been carrying the weight for me.’"

Then she raised her glass and addressed the attractive men and women around her: "Without my little sister’s connections, I wouldn’t be living this lavish life today."

"Let’s all toast to her."

Most of the people in the room were already halfway into the entertainment industry, many already landing gigs.

Compared to their peers, they had sharper instincts for reading the room. Even without knowing the full story, they could tell Shen Ying was helping them save face.

So they raised their glasses in unison. "To Shen Ying’s little sister!"

Yu Shishi was nearly driven mad by her sister’s words. She was still reeling from the earlier bad news, and now her sister had the nerve to act all magnanimous after profiting off her suffering.

Why? She had worked herself to the bone lately, balancing multiple demands until she was practically going bald from stress.

And what did her efforts earn her? Her sister’s billion-dollar windfall.

Seeing Yu Shishi’s eyes redden, Pei Ying sighed. Even though he’d already accepted that the two sisters harbored deep resentment for each other, witnessing it firsthand still unsettled him.

But someone had to clean up the mess.

So Pei Ying said, "Now that the toast is done and greetings exchanged, let’s head back."

Still, he couldn’t suppress a flicker of indignation as he looked at Shen Ying.

He added, "Ms. Shen’s attention span must be quite short. My chef still talks about you often, but I suppose you’ve long forgotten him."

Shen Ying slapped her thigh. "Ah, I almost forgot—thanks for reminding me, Mr. Pei!"

She pulled over the young man standing closest to her.

With a delighted grin, she introduced him to Pei Ying. "Don’t you think he looks familiar, Mr. Pei?"

The boy was barely nineteen, with striking mixed-race features—less "handsome," more "beautiful."

Pei Ying studied him for a moment, then realization struck, and his temper flared.

"You—"

Shen Ying beamed. "Surprised? Since you wouldn’t lend me that handsome chef of yours, I went and found his little brother instead!"