After the Secrets of the Passerby Were Leaked, He Was Cherished by the Entire Family of Antagonists-Chapter 92

L1 used his invisibility and strolled around the villa grounds before taking a deep breath and flying toward Qin Yao’s room.

He landed directly on Qin Yao’s balcony.

As soon as he landed, L1 froze.

The large balcony was covered with a thick layer of snow. In a corner where the sun didn’t reach, there was a plump snowman standing there.

The snowman wore a hat and a red scarf, had a carrot for a nose, and held a basket with a few pieces of candy inside.

L1’s gaze fell on the snowman, and for a moment, he couldn’t look away.

*This snowman is so cute*, he thought.

But L1 quickly snapped back to reality.

He was here to observe the great villain Qin Yao, not to admire snowmen!

Still, why would a villain like Qin Yao have a snowman on his balcony?

Feeling puzzled, L1 turned to head inside.

However, he couldn’t get in.

It was a cold, snowy winter, and Qin Yao hadn’t closed off his balcony, which was why snow had piled up inside. But the sliding glass door to his room was shut tight.

Even though L1 was invisible, his human body still couldn’t pass through the door.

The only way in was if L1 left his human body behind, but if he did that, the body would be left out in the cold and might get sick again.

With no other choice, L1 crouched down in front of the glass door and started spying on the inside.

But after scanning the room, L1 didn’t see any sign of Qin Yao.

*Could he be out?*

L1 quickly checked Qin Yao’s current location.

It turned out that he really wasn’t home. At that moment, Qin Yao was at his office.

L1 wasn’t too disappointed about coming all the way here for nothing. He could always wait for Qin Yao to return home.

However, as L1 waited, his gaze inevitably drifted back to the snowman beside him.

It was around 10 in the morning, and the cold winter sun shone down on the balcony.

L1 stood next to the snowman, gently poking its chubby body and tapping its carrot nose.

The texture of the snow was fascinating.

At first, it felt cold to the touch, but if he held it for too long, it would melt into a pool of water.

During his stay with the Huo family, the two younger "villains" had taken L1 to play in the snow as well.

They played snowball fights and threw snowballs at each other.

Running and jumping around had been fun, but neither of the Huo brothers was good at making things. Even their snowballs were far from perfectly round.

Unlike this plump snowman, which had a perfectly round head and body, making it look both adorable and clumsy with its little beady eyes.

The morning sun wasn’t very strong, but by afternoon, the sunlight had started to bring some warmth, and the snow at the outer edge of the balcony had begun to melt.

L1 worried that the snowman might melt as well, so he carefully positioned himself to block the sunlight from reaching it.

He spent the entire afternoon sitting on Qin Yao’s balcony, both shielding the snowman from the sun and trying to make small snowmen of his own.

L1 had never done something like this before, so he wasn’t very skilled at first.

But being the excellent system that he was, after a few failed attempts, he quickly got the hang of it.

By the end of the afternoon, Qin Yao’s balcony was filled with snowmen of all shapes and sizes.

Just then, L1 heard a pleasant male voice inside the room: “Just bring my dinner to the study. I won’t be coming down tonight…”

The voice suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

A moment later, the glass door to the balcony slid open from the inside.

L1 suddenly realized that he had been playing for too long!

For a brief moment, L1 felt a strange sense of panic, and he even noticed his cheeks heating up.

Why was that?

Before he could figure out the cause of his panic, he heard the young man inside ask, “Has anyone been in my room this afternoon?”

L1 suddenly remembered—

Oh, right! He was invisible!

The villain couldn’t see him.

L1 breathed a sigh of relief and quickly glanced at the young man.

The man was still wearing a black suit, which perfectly outlined his streamlined physique. L1 quickly scanned his face.

To L1’s surprise, the villain didn’t look as fierce as he had expected.

L1 continued to examine him and soon concluded that this villain was actually quite handsome. Very handsome.

More importantly, he didn’t see any signs of violence on the man’s face. In fact, his expression seemed…

L1 thought about it for a moment and realized that the villain’s expression reminded him of the Huo family—he looked like he would be easy to get along with.

But L1 didn’t dare reveal himself in front of Qin Yao just yet.

After all, he was the greatest villain in the small world!

What if this friendly appearance was just a facade?

Exactly.

During his time with the Huo family, L1 had learned another important lesson: humans are different from systems. Humans are two-faced.

They act differently depending on who they are with.

For example, Su Rui’s behavior in front of He Shi was completely different from how he acted in private.

L1 worried that Qin Yao might be the same, so he decided to sneak into Qin Yao’s room and observe him further.

At that moment, the butler’s voice came from the doorway: “No one has been in your room all day.”

Qin Yao’s gaze fell on the messy footprints in the snow on the balcony, and he frowned slightly.

L1, realizing that Qin Yao wasn’t looking at him, carefully flew into the room, zipping past Qin Yao and into the bedroom like a gust of wind.

Qin Yao suddenly glanced over his shoulder.

The butler asked, “What’s the matter, young master?”

Qin Yao scanned the room for a few seconds before turning back to the balcony, his gaze settling on the row of small snowmen outside. He chuckled softly and said, “It’s nothing. You can go about your business.”

The butler, though puzzled, didn’t press further and left the room.

As night fell, Qin Yao stood by the glass door, quietly admiring the line of small snowmen on the balcony.

After a long while, he suddenly stepped outside.

L1 hurriedly flew after him, watching as Qin Yao grabbed a small shovel and a bucket from somewhere and started tidying up the messy snow on the balcony, even cleaning up the patches where the melted snow had left wet marks.

Watching his movements, L1 suddenly realized—

His body was indeed invisible, but he had forgotten to fix the snowmen and the footprints in the snow!

Qin Yao was the greatest villain in the small world, and he had been staring at the balcony for quite a while…

L1’s sense of caution returned.

Could he have discovered L1’s presence?

If so, what was he doing now?

Even though he had noticed L1, he hadn’t exposed him. Instead, he was helping to clean up the evidence…

L1 suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with this scene.

In one of the small worlds L1 had overseen, there had been a villain who was a psychopathic killer.

After discovering the protagonist’s tracks, the killer didn’t expose the protagonist right away. Instead, he waited until the protagonist fell into the trap he had meticulously prepared…

At this thought, a wave of fear surged in L1’s chest.

Wait.

He was a system; he wasn’t supposed to be afraid of things like this.

But now he had a human body, and not just any body—it was the body of a five-year-old child, weak and powerless…

So, was this fear coming from his body?

Floating in mid-air, L1 could feel his body trembling slightly.

Indeed, this villain was much scarier than the Huo family villains!

No.

If this body continued trembling like this, he wouldn’t be able to observe Qin Yao properly.

L1 quickly left his human body and stored it in the system

’s storage space.

Once he had done this, the trembling stopped, but for some reason, L1 still felt uneasy.

Was this what fear felt like?

It wasn’t a pleasant sensation.

Maybe he should observe the villain for one night and then leave the next day?

L1 made his decision and resumed observing Qin Yao from a distance.

Qin Yao finished shoveling the snow on the balcony and returned to his room. Before closing the sliding glass door, he glanced back at the row of small snowmen and a smile flickered across his face.

*Wait.*

Why was he smiling?

L1 felt his entire system falter.

The psychopathic killer in that other world had also smiled like that before returning to his room, so could Qin Yao be—

Oh.

L1 suddenly remembered Qin Yao’s profile description: "twisted and obsessive."

For a moment, L1 seriously considered leaving.

But soon he calmed down again—he was a system, not a human.

Even if Qin Yao was a villain, he couldn’t pose a real threat to L1, right? After all, he was just a villain in a small world.

Despite these reassurances, L1 still felt uneasy.

Unable to focus entirely on observing Qin Yao, he decided to seek out Qiu for advice.

Meanwhile, he didn’t notice that Qin Yao, who had initially planned to change his clothes in the bedroom, suddenly hesitated and decided to take his clothes to the dressing room instead.

The time in the main system space flowed differently from the small world.

To Qiu, it seemed like L1 had just left and then returned almost immediately.

Curious, Qiu asked, “What’s going on?”

L1 thought for a moment before replying, “Although I still don’t fully understand human emotions, I think I’ve grasped the concept of fear.”

Qiu was baffled.

How could L1 feel fear in world A20231007, an A-level world that posed no threat to systems?

But L1 didn’t have time to explain and soon left again.

By the time L1 focused his attention back on Qin Yao’s room, it was the next morning.

L1 quickly realized that Qin Yao wasn’t in the bedroom. It was seven in the morning, and Qin Yao had already finished freshening up. He was now standing in the small kitchen, preparing breakfast.

When L1 looked over, he saw Qin Yao heating up fresh milk.

During the time he stayed with the Huo family, Huo Mom had prepared sweet milk for him every morning.

It had only been one day without sweet milk, but L1 already missed the taste.

Still, remembering the odd smile Qin Yao gave last night, L1 didn’t dare approach recklessly. He stayed at a distance, observing quietly.

The young man wore a simple white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing well-defined muscles.

First, Qin Yao warmed the milk, then poured the soaked oats into a blender.

When the machine stopped, he poured the oats into the hot milk and let it simmer for a while.

Although the room was warm due to the indoor heating, L1 could clearly see a cloud of steam rising from the mix of milk and oats.

When the mixture was close to boiling, Qin Yao turned off the stove.

The oat milk was ready, but instead of pouring it directly into a cup, he placed it back into the blender to mix it again.

As the blender whirred, the rich smell of oats and milk blended together.

Finally, Qin Yao poured the creamy oat milk into two glasses.

He made just enough to fill both glasses.

L1 thought, *If I were still using my human body right now, I’d probably be swallowing hard.*

At that moment, he felt grateful that he wasn’t in his human form.

Qin Yao carried both glasses of oat milk into the living room, placing them on the coffee table. He then sat on the sofa, picked up one glass, and sipped it while working on his laptop.

L1 moved a bit closer, trying to see what he was working on.

But as he watched, his attention kept drifting back to the oat milk in Qin Yao’s hand.

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*What does oat milk taste like?*

L1 had never tried it.

But it must taste good, right?

After all, sweet milk already tasted delicious, and Qin Yao had not only added sugar but had gone through such a complex process to make two glasses of milk.

Wait… why was he thinking about milk?!

L1 quickly refocused his attention and realized Qin Yao was reading the script for a drama titled *The Sickly Beauty’s Wealthy Husband.*

After glancing at the content, L1 wasn’t particularly interested. His gaze once again drifted toward the glass of milk in Qin Yao’s hand.

By now, Qin Yao had finished one glass of oat milk and placed the empty cup back on the table. Yet, he hadn’t touched the second glass.

*Why isn’t he drinking the other one?*

L1 wondered.

He patiently waited for nearly an hour, but Qin Yao still didn’t reach for the second glass.

*Is it because the milk has gone cold?*

But cold milk is still good, right?

L1 tried to tear his gaze away.

No, he couldn’t keep staring.

Also, Qin Yao, as a villain, seemed a bit odd. L1 had always thought villains were bossy and liked to order others around, rarely doing things themselves.

But here was Qin Yao, a supposedly ruthless villain, who not only entered the kitchen but also made milk, just like Huo Mom did.

L1 had been observing him for half a day and had yet to notice anything strange about Qin Yao’s behavior.

Confused, L1 wondered, *Isn’t his temperament a bit too stable?*

Villains were supposed to be short-tempered, weren’t they?

Yet from last night until now, apart from that strange smile, Qin Yao hadn’t shown any signs of impatience or anger.

In fact, L1 had just seen Qin Yao discussing the drama script with a screenwriter. The screenwriter had been so angry that they cursed Qin Yao in the chat, even calling him an idiot. But when Qin Yao read the insult, he didn’t even frown. Instead, he calmly typed back, analyzing the issues with the plot.

Not long after, the screenwriter apologized, saying they had a bad temper and asked Qin Yao not to take it personally.

Qin Yao replied: "We’re just discussing the script. I’m not upset."

L1 was taken aback.

*Isn’t Qin Yao supposed to be a villain?*

Villains were supposed to explode with rage at the slightest provocation, weren’t they?

*Why wasn’t Qin Yao angry when he was insulted?*

L1 didn’t understand.

But he felt that continuing to observe the villain like this wouldn’t yield any more useful information.

So he decided to stop observing Qin Yao and go check on the other protagonists and supporting characters.

This time, L1 decided to observe Zhang Qiran, one of the main characters.

At the time, Zhang Qiran had just debuted, and it would be two more years before he met his true love, the male lead.

When L1 arrived, he found Zhang Qiran running out of a variety show recording site, looking flustered.

L1 thought for a moment and reverted to the form of his five-year-old self.

As Zhang Qiran rushed past, L1 walked up to him. Before he could think of what to say, Zhang Qiran suddenly squatted down, looking anxious as he asked, “Little one, do you know where I can find a pharmacy?”

L1 blinked, then nodded. “Yes, I know.”

Zhang Qiran let out a huge sigh of relief and smiled at L1. “Can you take me there? I need to buy some medicine quickly…”

L1 scanned his body and said, “You’re not sick. Why do you need to go to the pharmacy?”

Zhang Qiran blushed instantly, stammering for a few seconds before he muttered, “I’m worried he might catch a cold… Ah, please, just show me the way! If you help me, I’ll buy you some KFC afterward, okay? I’m not a bad guy, just help me out! I was in such a rush that I forgot my phone.”

L1 didn’t know what KFC was, but he did want oat milk. So he said, “I want oat milk.”

Zhang Qiran immediately agreed, “Sure.”

With that, L1 led Zhang Qiran to the nearest pharmacy.

On the way, L1 glanced at the current storyline and finally understood why Zhang Qiran was so flustered.

It turned out he was buying medicine for a supporting character he had a childhood crush on—Song Zhehan.

Unfortunately, even though Zhang Qiran was rushing to get the medicine, Song Zhehan wouldn’t care at all. He’d end up throwing it straight into the trash.

L1 shook his head but didn’t say anything.

Soon, they found the pharmacy, and after buying the medicine, Zhang Qiran took L1 to a nearby convenience store to buy him a bottle of oat milk.

Not only that, but he also slipped two large red bills into L1’s hands before leaving, smiling as he said, “Thank you, little one!”

L1 looked at the bottle of oat milk in his hand and the two hundred-yuan bills in the other, then smiled.

*It seems not all main characters are bad people!*

Zhang Qiran seemed like a good person.

L1 carefully put the money away before opening the bottle and taking a sip of the oat milk.

Well…

The taste was nice, but L1 still felt that it wasn’t as good as the oat milk Qin Yao had made.

Seeing that it was getting late, L1 decided to return to the villain’s house.

If he still felt uneasy this time, he wouldn’t come back again!

After tossing the empty bottle into the trash, L1 flew back to Qin Yao’s house.

Once again, he landed on the balcony outside Qin Yao’s room. The small snowmen he had made the night before had melted quite a bit in the sunlight, but a few near the large snowman were still intact.

L1 crouched down and couldn’t resist making two more snowmen before looking inside the room.

To his surprise, the balcony door wasn’t locked today.

The sky was already dark, but Qin Yao hadn’t returned yet. The lights in the room were on, and L1 immediately noticed the glass of milk sitting on the coffee table in the living room—

It was the extra glass of oat milk from the morning.

In that moment, L1 instinctively understood the meaning of the word "conflicted."

That was exactly how he felt right now—conflicted.

He wanted to sneak in and taste the oat milk, but he was also hesitant.

After all, he had already snuck into Qin Yao’s room. Wouldn’t it be too impolite to steal his milk?

But that milk smelled so good.

Even from several meters away, even though it had already gone cold, L1 could still smell the sweet, comforting scent of milk mixed with oats.

Then, suddenly, L1 heard his human body’s stomach growl.

He was hungry.

L1 cautiously took half a step back.

No, he absolutely couldn’t sneak in and drink someone else’s milk!

L1 was a system with principles.

He turned invisible again and stood across from the oat milk.

Before long, Qin Yao returned to his room.

When he saw the untouched glass of milk on the coffee table, he raised an eyebrow slightly but said nothing. He simply walked over, picked up the milk, and sighed as he said, “Looks like I made too much milk this morning. No stray cats showed up to drink it, so I guess I’ll have to pour it out.”

L1’s eyes widened.

*So, that milk was for

the stray cats?!*

Wait.

If it was for stray cats, why had he locked the balcony door today?

Just as L1 was starting to doubt, Qin Yao suddenly paused and rubbed his forehead, looking a bit embarrassed. “Oh, did I forget to open the balcony door today? Looks like I misjudged the little kitten.”

L1: “!!!”

*So it really was for the stray cats!*

Then he had misunderstood Qin Yao.

But… could he not pour it out? It was such a big glass of milk, what a waste!

L1 swallowed as quietly as he could.

Even though the sound was barely audible, Qin Yao’s movements stopped abruptly.

A moment later, he chuckled softly.

And just like that, the remaining oat milk was poured down the drain.

For the rest of the night, L1 was filled with regret.

If he had known the milk was for the stray cats, he would’ve tasted it. What a waste!

*Will Qin Yao make more milk for the stray cats tomorrow?*

L1 didn’t know, but he suddenly found himself looking forward to the next day.

At the same time, L1 began to think.

*Why does Qin Yao prepare milk for stray cats?*

*Does he like stray cats too?*

L1 couldn’t help but think of Ye Fan.

L1 had come to believe that anyone who liked stray cats couldn’t be a bad person. So, was Qin Yao truly a villain?

L1 wasn’t ready to make that judgment yet.

After all, Qin Yao had given him that strange, slightly creepy smile just last night!

But tomorrow, he’d find out. If Qin Yao really liked stray cats, he would definitely continue feeding them, right?

That night, L1 sat quietly in Qin Yao’s room, waiting.

But just before dawn, L1’s body suddenly felt very tired, and he dozed off for a while.

When he woke up, the rich scent of oat milk filled the air.

L1’s eyes widened.

Qin Yao was making oat milk again!

L1’s mouth curved into a smile, and he was so happy that he rushed toward the kitchen.

In his excitement, he forgot that he had removed the invisibility from his human body the night before.

So when he appeared in the kitchen, Qin Yao smiled at him and asked, “Are you the little one the Huo family lost?”

L1: “Huh?”