The Main Characters Won't Stop Pampering Me!-Chapter 100: Trojan Horse

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Chapter 100: Trojan Horse

"Her regard is false, Grandpa," Huaijin retorted, folding her arms. "She is like the villainess of the story Daddy read me, a Trojan Horse, and I will not allow her near our apartment, our kitchen, or my father’s life. If you force her on Daddy, I will personally ensure she receives zero hugs and only the bitterest, darkest sludge for her tea every morning for the rest of her life."

The threat was delivered with such chilling, unwavering conviction that it sent a shiver down the Chairman’s spine.

It wasn’t the threat of a six-year-old; it was the promise of a vengeful, determined adversary. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Grandpa Chi leaned back in his chair, utterly defeated and profoundly disturbed. He had thought he could use Huaijin as a simple lever, but he had just encountered a small, unmovable, fiercely protective mountain of opposition.

’Why?’ The question echoed in his mind. ’Why does she dislike her so much? What did Xu Meilin do to earn such raw, visceral hatred from a little girl?’

The Chairman found himself reconsidering the entire marriage proposition, less out of respect for Yuanfeng’s wishes, and more out of genuine, sudden fear of his formidable granddaughter.

The sheer, venomous conviction in Huaijin’s tiny voice, coupled with the utterly bizarre details, the fear of "burnt toast" and the accusation of "bitter, dark sludge", had achieved its intended effect.

Grandpa Chi, the formidable Chairman of the Chi Corporation, was not merely put off; he was genuinely shaken. His plan, which had seemed so straightforward, used the child’s presumed affection for a pretty woman as leverage, had backfired spectacularly, turning the leverage into a massive, immovable obstacle.

Grandpa Chi was a man who understood calculation and risk assessment better than anyone.

He believed in data, and in the rare moments when data wasn’t available, he trusted his gut feeling about character.

And when it came to character, he knew two things about his youngest granddaughter:

Huaijin possessed the same rigorous, unflinching honesty as Yuanfeng.

Yuanfeng, the man who would rather live in poverty than compromise his academic integrity, simply did not know how to lie.

Huaijin, though strategically manipulative in her current life, maintained an outward persona of brutal, simple truth. Her exaggerations were always layered over a core, undeniable truth.

Huaijin was an unusually calm and sweet child. She reserved her emotions for intense affection for her father or moments of genuine joy.

Seeing her throw such a visceral tantrum, her small face contorted with genuine loathing and fear, signaled an emotional reaction that defied explanation.

’Children do not lie about things that genuinely frighten them,’ the Chairman thought, staring at the teacup. He had intended to use Huaijin to make Yuanfeng agree, but now, he found himself facing a serious dilemma.

If the child, the calmest, most astute child in the family, reacted with such violent rejection, then there had to be an underlying truth to her bizarre claims.

Huaijin, seeing the flicker of deep suspicion in the Chairman’s eyes, sighed inwardly with immense relief. She had won the battle.

Originally, Grandpa Chi’s absolute trust in Xu Meilin wasn’t purely based on her perceived charm and capability; it was rooted in history and deep-seated loyalty.

Xu Meilin’s father was Grandpa Chi’s long-time loyal friend and trusted colleague. Their families had a history of mutual support and professional deference.

Grandpa Chi viewed Xu Meilin as a cultured girl, born and raised under the protection of a principled man.

In his traditional mindset, such a child simply wouldn’t possess the kind of malicious intent that Huaijin was suggesting. He naturally believed that a match with such a pedigree would be a stabilizing and suitable force in Yuanfeng’s chaotic, brilliant life.

What the Chairman failed to realize was that this very protection and trust had created a massive blind spot.

Operating under her father’s impenetrable shield of loyalty, Xu Meilin had committed many misdeeds over the years, small acts of social sabotage, minor embezzlement in her junior corporate roles, and manipulative maneuvers, all carefully covered up or smoothed over by her influential parent.

The kind of deep-seated, obsessive psychopathy that led her to try and murder Huaijin in the past life wasn’t visible on the surface, but her actions leading up to it, her desperate, insidious attempts to control and remove obstacles, were detectable.

Huaijin, the shrewd executive, knew that she didn’t need to provide the Chairman with a detailed dossier.

She only needed to drop a hint, a kernel of suspicion, and the Chairman’s natural skepticism and innate sense of self-preservation would take over.

She had hit her on point: Xu Meilin is a pretender who poses a threat to Huaijin.

The Chairman might initially dismiss the "burnt toast" comment as silly, but the core message, ’this woman intends to harm your grandchild and betray your trust’ was now firmly lodged in his strategic mind.

His reputation and the safety of his lineage were non-negotiable. He wasn’t going to trust a mere gut feeling from a child; he was going to verify it.

Huaijin was certain of the next step: Grandpa Chi would naturally turn to his most discreet, efficient, and trusted resource for silent information gathering, Butler Luo Ming.

Luo Ming, the handsome, seemingly innocuous butler who floated through the Manor performing every function with flawless grace, was, in reality, the Chairman’s Chief of Covert Operations.

He managed the family’s security, its sensitive information, and all necessary background checks. Luo Ming was quiet, efficient, and utterly loyal to the Chairman, and, perhaps more importantly, he was invisible.

No one, least of all Xu Meilin, would suspect the butler was compiling a comprehensive report on their past indiscretions.

Huaijin internally sighed in relief, the tension draining from her small shoulders.

The immediate threat of Xu Meilin’s marriage proposal was neutralized. Grandpa Chi would now put the matter on hold and open a confidential investigation that would inevitably expose Xu Meilin’s web of lies and minor crimes, leading to her quiet, humiliating removal from the Chi family’s orbit.