QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)-Chapter 56: Seeds

Chapter 56 – Jessica POV

They really are that dense.

I glance toward the living room, where Lin Meyu and the heiress are seated on opposite ends of the couch, the tension between them so thick it could be sliced with a butter knife. Not hate. Not quite. Just... something they can’t name.

Perfect.

I swirl the two glasses in my hands, watching the soft fizz rise to the top. Just a light mixer—harmless, technically. Nothing illegal, just a carefully dosed cocktail of serotonin boosters and social lubricants.

The kind of thing that gently lowers inhibitions.

Makes buried thoughts just a little easier to say out loud.

Over the past couple of months, I’ve gotten closer to them. It was hard work. But CEO Han upped the reward, and I’m never one to say no to a better prize.

My original goal was simple—cause immense jealousy and hatred until none of the women could accept each other’s presence in Jiang Wei’s life.

A shattered harem. That would’ve been satisfying enough.

But then Jiang Wei did something stupid. I don’t know what, but he pissed off CEO Han bad.

She changed the plan.

She doesn’t want a petty ending. She wants a lifelong one.

A punishment that sticks.

I shudder a little. If it had been anyone else, it would’ve been impossible. Who on earth could cultivate romantic feelings between two straight women?

Ha.

I could.

I’ve not just maneuvered through men to get to where I am—I’ve gone through women too. Conservative women. Privileged women. Guarded, closeted, ambitious women.

Women like the heiress. Women like Lin Meyu.

They’re not exceptions. Just puzzles waiting for the right hand to solve them.

I head to the living room with the tray of drinks. On the TV, a film plays—one I carefully selected. An award-winning story about a wife who, in trying to understand her husband’s mistress, falls for her instead.

It’s subtle. Thoughtful. Queer-coded enough to stir something.

"Drinks?" I say sweetly.

They both glance up.

Lin Meyu accepts hers with a nod. The heiress takes her glass distractedly, her eyes glued to the screen. I curl into a chair across from them, casual, quiet.

This is where it all begins.

I’ve spent months pushing them together. Little nudges. Carefully timed silences. Innocent compliments that weren’t really that innocent.

To Lin Meyu:

"She’s so elegant, isn’t she? I don’t know about men in power, but women in power... they have a certain kind of charm."

To the heiress:

"You and Meyu have such good chemistry. One would think you guys have actually been together."

I’d say it like a joke. Tossed offhand, light, harmless.

But poison works best in small doses.

My ascent through this industry wasn’t fueled only by whispered promises in hotel rooms—it was built on adaptability, survival, and the willingness to become whatever I needed to be.

And now?

Now I need to be the match.

The heiress was the easiest. When I first met her, she was a spoiled little daddy’s girl, so obsessed with male attention she practically cried when Jiang Wei looked at someone else.

But I introduced her to CEO Han, and she began to change.

Power does something to women—it grounds them. Sharpens them.

She found confidence in something other than her beauty, and once that happened, everything else fell into place.

Her company is flourishing. She’s flourishing. She doesn’t need a man anymore to feel important. But she still wants to win.

And Lin Meyu?

Lin Meyu was trickier. She still believed in morality. Romance. Reputation. And was conservative beliefs.

Until she didn’t.

Just a few weeks ago, she cornered me in a dressing room and asked, half whispering:

"How do you always get the roles you want? Is it true what they say about you?"

Some of it is true.

"Really? How can you...?" She’d wrung her hands. "I’m not judging or anything, but some of the men... I don’t know."

I smiled.

"I’m talented and beautiful, but I’m also an orphan with no connections," I had whispered, leaning in. "I do what I must to survive. And who said anything about men?"

Her eyes had widened, lips parting as realization sank in.

"Besides," I added, tapping her lightly on the nose, "you happen to know someone who could pull your strings too. All you have to do is bat your pretty lashes."

She’d gone red to the ears and looked away, stammering some nonsense about professionalism.

But a month later?

She was suddenly the brand ambassador for a brand under a certain woman’s subsidiarity company.

Cute.

Now I sit back, watching the two of them on the couch. Red-cheeked. Faces turned toward each other just a little too often. Limbs a little too relaxed, their bodies angled like flowers leaning into sunlight.

I don’t interrupt.

Instead, I open my phone and pretend to scroll, murmuring something about taking a call. I leave the drinks tray behind, untouched. They won’t even notice I’m gone.

I step out into the hall and walk away without a backward glance. freёweɓnovel.com

Will they? Won’t they?

I bet at the very least there’ll be a kiss. If I’m unlucky, maybe just an attempted one. Either way, it’s progress.

I skip down the hallway toward Jiang Wei’s suite, humming a cheerful little tune. The kind that belongs to someone who just pulled off something brilliant.

Who would’ve thought? Not me.

A girl like me—with no name, no powerful background, just good looks and sharper instincts—will soon owns shares in a company. Real shares. Three percent may not sound like much to people born into wealth, but to me? It’s everything.

And the mall.

An entire mall under my name.

That was the promise from CEO Han, and she’s not one to give out rewards lightly. But I’m definitely going to deliver.

Funny. I always thought I’d have to marry some old billionaire to get here. Suffer through gross dinner parties, deal with sweaty hands on my waist, and have a messy inheritance battle with his wife and kids.

But nope.

Tonight, I’m feeling generous. Giddy.

So I’m going to give Jiang Wei my best performance yet.

He won’t even know what hit him.

After all—I’m in such a good mood.