After I Faked My Death, The Male Leads Collectively Went Crazy

Su Ping was killed in a car accident. After her soul drifted for two days, it was sucked into a book, becoming the villainess with the same name as her.

Because she targeted the female lead, ...

Chapter 143 So what if she's playing fancy games? She's got money!

With bloodshot eyes, Shen Jiayu yanked Mo Ruinan off the wheelchair.

How dare you!

Seeing Mo Ruinan being lifted up, Xiao Ma wanted to come over and help.

Tu Hengchuan learned many moves from the martial arts teacher while on set, and he kicked him to the ground.

Although there was some distance between them, he saw that it was this man who pushed Pingping to the edge of the cliff.

Only Yun Qi felt like he couldn't breathe the moment he saw Su Ping jump off the cliff. He knelt down on the edge of the cliff, the wind below making his head ache, telling him that he wasn't dreaming tonight.

The senior student really fell off the cliff.

Seeing how vulnerable they were, Mo Ruinan actually laughed.

"She's really something; she managed to outmaneuver the three of you."

One sentence made the three men turn pale.

But the most important thing now is to find Pingping, whether she is dead or alive, we have to find her first.

...

The moment Su Ping fell off the cliff, the feeling of weightlessness was even more pronounced because her hands were tied.

He cursed Mo Ruinan eight hundred times in his heart.

But before she could finish cursing, everything went black and she lost consciousness.

When Su Ping woke up again, she felt sore all over and could hear the sound of waves crashing against the ship.

[Huluwa, where have you brought me?]

[Host, you are currently on a ship.]

Su Ping sat up in bed and found herself in an exquisite room, with an endless sea visible through the window.

She suddenly remembered something important: why didn't she hear the notification that the three people's "darkening value" had been reset to zero?

What she left in her letter to them should have really provoked them; it shouldn't have.

Why haven't the Calabash Brothers' "darkening" values ​​been cleared yet?

[Host, those three haven't been home for the past two days. They've been searching the area day and night, practically turning the whole sea upside down. They need to find them alive or dead.]

Su Ping shivered and shrank her neck.

So I've been drifting at sea these past few days?

Yes, since your original identity is no longer usable, we've temporarily assigned you an NPC identity. Once they accept your death, you can return to your original world.

NPCs can do this?

Even if she's an NPC, she'll still have a complete storyline, right? Won't those who knew her before become suspicious?

Calabash Brothers paused for a moment.

[Host, NPCs were created specifically for this story, so both their faces and their personalities can be replaced.]

When Su Ping heard these words, for some reason, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that she was in low spirits, Calabash Brothers changed to a cheerful tone to encourage her.

[Host, because you successfully reformed the male supporting character, you've been given the identity of an orphan girl who inherited a huge fortune. Enjoy your new life to the fullest during this time!]

No sooner had the Calabash Brothers finished speaking than there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Su, the ball has been prepared according to your request and is ready to begin as soon as you arrive."

What kind of dance?

[Host, the original owner possessed an enormous inheritance that she could never spend in several lifetimes. She had a fondness for men and was using the ball as an excuse to find a suitable marriage partner on a private cruise ship.]

Listen to this, is this even human language?

Su Ping changed out of her clothes, randomly picked a long dress from the wardrobe, and opened the door. The servants outside were so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads.

This Miss Su loves beautiful women and despises ugliness. Anyone who doesn't meet her standards will be thoroughly humiliated by her.

Outside, the vast and boundless sea is both mysterious and alluring.

The giant ship beneath her feet gave her a sense of reality; it was lavishly decorated, revealing that the original owner was an extremely extravagant person who pursued enjoyment.

The attendant led the way, and Su Ping pretended to be calm as she followed behind him down the escalator.

The ball was on the first floor; you could hear soothing music even before you got close.

Through the transparent windows, you could see the changing lights inside, and a large crowd had already gathered, including both men and women.

The sound of high heels clicking on the deck drew everyone's attention.

[Huluwa, I'm drenched in sweat! Help me!]

Upon hearing her call, the Calabash Brothers compiled and transmitted the list of attendees and faces for tonight's dance to her, and Su Ping immediately gained a general understanding of the original owner's basic situation.

"Pingping, you're finally here."

A woman wearing a white dress and with her hair up walked towards her carrying two glasses of champagne.

The original owner hated ugly people, and hated women who were prettier than her even more.

After matching the face with the information, Su Ping recognized that it was Li Moyu, one of the original owner's few female friends.

Ever since the original owner helped her fight off the school bully in kindergarten, she has been devoted to playing with the original owner ever since, and has never given up on her even when the original owner disliked her.

Su Ping accepted the champagne, feeling she had to say something.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

After she said that, she saw Li Moyu's face stiffen, and then she glared at her with a wronged expression.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

She really didn't do it on purpose.

"Don't you know I've only been eating one meal a day these past few days so I can fit into this dress? I'm starving..."

Su Ping was stunned. Looking at her slender waist, she was dumbfounded: "Why? You're already so thin. It must be this dress that's not right."

These words broke Li Moyu's defenses. She looked at Su Ping with red eyes and said, "Pingping, this is the first time you've praised me. After all these years, you've finally seen how good I am."

"Don't look at me like that. I like men. I'm not interested in dates."

Li Moyu then remembered the important matter and took her hand, leading her inside.

"Let me introduce you all. This is Miss Su Ping, the leading lady of this ball."

This sentence successfully attracted the attention of several people. Looking at the men whose eyes were fixed on her with fervor, Su Ping suddenly felt that being too rich was not necessarily a good thing.

They are easily targeted by those with ulterior motives.

As soon as Li Moyu finished speaking, a man in a purple suit walked over.

"Beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor of asking you to dance the first dance?"

The ball added a thrilling element: everyone except Su Ping and Li Moyu had to wear masks, making it known as a masquerade ball.

Looking at the man who made her uncomfortable, both in his appearance and the tone of his voice, Su Ping rejected him directly.

"No, you're too ugly."

Anyway, the original owner was known for her love of beauty, so Su Ping's statement wasn't wrong.

But after hearing this, others became even more eager to try.

Some of them originally came to this boring ball to cope with family pressure, but they suddenly changed their minds after seeing Su Ping's face.

So what if she's a playboy? She's rich, and they can each do their own thing after marriage anyway.