Acting as the Vicious Second Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25

Qu Li: “…”

Qu Li: “…”

Qu Li: “… >///<”

Lifting the woman by her arms, Qu Li carefully carried Qin Xiaoxiao into the bathroom, her movements gentle and cautious.

Frowning, she removed the black dress stained with vomit. Since the mess was located near the base of the spine, the bra straps had been spared, so there was no need to change that. Qu Li breathed a sigh of relief, but her gaze inadvertently swept over the woman’s fair and well-proportioned legs.

The scene was vivid and sensorially overwhelming. She immediately averted her eyes, not daring to look further.

Calming her heart, she placed Qin Xiaoxiao on a low non-slip stool and supported her body. She took a towel from the rack, dampened it, and wiped her down six times. She rinsed the towel over and over, repeating the motion until she felt quite tired. However, looking at the clean, slightly reddened back, Qu Li felt the effort was worth it.

Next, she set down the towel, found some mouthwash, and fed a few gulps to Qin Xiaoxiao to clean her mouth before adjusting her posture so she leaned against the tiles. By the time she finished, a thin layer of sweat had broken out on Qu Li’s skin.

She turned and left to find a change of clothes. Three minutes later, she returned with a pink pajama set.

As she approached, she noticed Qin Xiaoxiao’s eyes had opened into narrow slits. They were misty, her gaze glazed and her expression blank.

“Ugh…” The woman let out a painful moan.

“You’re awake?” Qu Li walked over and asked, “Can you move on your own? I brought you pajamas, put them on.”

She handed the pajamas over. Qin Xiaoxiao, in her drunken stupor, stared at her blankly. Then, she raised her hand and—under Qu Li’s hopeful gaze—violently swiped the pajamas onto the floor.

Qu Li: “…”

Forcing a smile, she asked in confusion, “Are you still not sober?”

Qin Xiaoxiao leaned forward, staring at her curiously. Her throat emitted an unintelligible sound: “Squeak?”

Qu Li sighed helplessly. “Fine. You are definitely drunk. Come, give me your hand. I’ll take you to the bedroom and change you into a nightgown.”

If she left Qin Xiaoxiao here unattended and the girl wandered out while Qu Li was getting clothes, the new trending headline might be: Men Silent, Women Weep! Rich Heiress Yin Ni Has a Secret Fetish for Streaking. That would effectively end her career; most fans wouldn’t support someone with such a scandal.

“Woo… wooo…” Seeing the hand reaching out, Qin Xiaoxiao shrank back in fear, signaling her refusal. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, the dark, silky strands veiling her graceful back.

Whether it was due to the alcohol or fear, Qin Xiaoxiao’s fair legs trembled slightly. Her profile looked helpless, revealing a rare, fragile side. She kicked her feet back repeatedly, huddling like a small animal encountering a predator, trying desperately to hide.

This appearance unexpectedly made one want to bully her. Qu Li narrowed her eyes and did exactly that.

“Be good,” she said, reaching out to give her cheek a gentle pinch. Feeling the soft, pillowy texture, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement, which she immediately suppressed.

“Waaaah…” Qin Xiaoxiao shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the hand tormenting her face.

Qu Li cleared her throat and retracted her hand just in time. Regardless of whether the girl understood, she whispered temptingly, “If you come with me, I’ll give you candy.”

“Ooh…”

At the mention of candy, a deep craving surfaced from Qin Xiaoxiao’s soul. With her logic almost depleted, she followed her heart’s desire and instinctively turned her head to look at the woman with the gentle smile. Although her expression was still wary, she stopped resisting and allowed herself to be handled.

Successfully using candy as a ruse, Qu Li lured Qin Xiaoxiao back to the bedroom. She dragged and pulled her along until she finally got her onto the bed.

“Raise your arms, don’t move.”

Qu Li grabbed her wrists and pulled them up. She then quickly picked up a newly retrieved nightgown and slipped it over her. The nightgown was black, thin, and semi-transparent; it looked like it would be very cool to wear. Looking at the woman who now appeared even more enchanting and sexy—the black fabric contrasting against her snow-white skin and slender waist—the view beneath the neckline was tantalizing.

For a moment, indecent scenes flashed through Qu Li’s mind. She abruptly looked away, silently reciting a mantra for a pure heart.

…No. That’s moving too fast. It’s not time for that yet.

Beside her, Qin Xiaoxiao tugged awkwardly at the nightgown, then lifted the hem and took a bite of the fabric.

—Ptooey! Tastes terrible.

She quickly let go of the gown and turned her gaze toward Qu Li, who was standing with her back to her.

At that moment, Qu Li took out her phone and messaged her assistant to come pick her up. Then, she checked QQ. As expected, she was met with a barrage of messages from her manager, Yang Mimi.

[Yang Mimi]: Where have you gone? When are you coming back? Is that girl in the mask on Weibo really you? [Yang Mimi]: I know you’re used to being casual, but it wasn’t easy getting to this point. Don’t do anything stupid. [Yang Mimi]: Reply as soon as you see this.

Qu Li contemplated for a moment before replying.

[Qu Li]: I know what I’m doing. I haven’t seen the Weibo leak yet; I’ll check it later. I’m with a friend right now. I’ll return to the set tomorrow.

Two seconds later:

[Yang Mimi]: Fine. Call me tomorrow before you leave. I’ll have the assistant pick you up. Make sure you aren’t spotted. As for the leak, don’t worry, I’ve had the PR team take care of it.

Qu Li felt a bit disappointed. She replied “Mhm,” said goodbye, and logged onto Weibo to see what had happened. Searching her name, the top result was the hashtag: #QuLiSuspectedSugarBaby.

Qu Li rubbed her chin. Clicking the tag, the first post was from an anti-fan using her name. It had been posted at 1:00 PM.

[Qu Li is a Pig]: Hehe, I finally caught a scandal. @QuLiFans, open your eyes and look closely! Your favorite idol is just a little mistress kept by a transsexual! I have photo proof. Don’t bother arguing; any curses sent my way will bounce back. [Image]

The image showed the scene from noon near the company, where Qin Xiaoxiao was running while pulling her along. Qu Li clicked the full-size image. It was high-definition, showing the masked silhouettes of two people on the street. Passersby had been carefully pixelated.

The reporters had clearly tried their best. However, because they were wearing masks and caps, their faces were unrecognizable. Unless the parties admitted it or there was harder evidence, no one could state for certain it was Qu Li and Yin Ni. Yang Mimi would likely forge an alibi to clear her name.

Qu Li checked the comments. She was curious why she was being called a “kept mistress” and who this “transsexual” was supposed to be.

[Green Bean Bun]: What?? It’s just one picture, how do you see a transsexual? [Qu Li is a Pig] replied: Go read the whole thing, I hate people who talk without knowing the facts. Reporters said it’s Qu Li and Yin Ni. They’re so close for no reason, there must be a dirty deal. My experience says Qu Li is fake and sucks up to the rich. Yin Ni is probably a man who got gender reassignment surgery in Thailand to stay by her side without suspicion.

The blogger’s imagination was boundless. The reply was so long it had to be broken into several parts, filling the screen with mental pollution. Despite how ridiculous it was, many people believed it. It had over 20,000 reposts. Marketing accounts were already following suit, claiming Qu Li was being kept by a transsexual.

As a perennially single A-list star and the public’s dream girl, news of her being “kept” was like a heavy bomb rocking the entertainment industry. Marketing accounts didn’t care about the truth; they just wanted the traffic.

But thanks to this blogger, the narrative was so skewed it would actually be easier to clarify. Qu Li kept reading.

[Green Bean Bun] replied: Why do you have to be so aggressive? If Yin Ni likes Qu Li, why does she have to be a transsexual? [Qu Li is a Pig] replied: Isn’t it obvious? How can a woman and a woman date? [Green Bean Bun] replied: Do you… know what ‘Yuri’ (Girls’ Love) is? [Qu Li is a Pig]: I know what lilies are, I use them to make tea.

Further down:

[Ugly Doll]: I’m dying laughing. “Lilies are for making tea.” Quote of the day. [Linlin]: This blogger just gave me my laugh of the day. He doesn’t even know what Yuri is but he made up a whole movie script. [Seven-Seven]: Why are Qu Li’s fans so toxic? The blogger makes sense. [Mountain God]: +1. Fans are gross. I hope their curses bounce back on them.

While she was reading with interest, an arm suddenly reached over and swiped her phone away. Qu Li calmly retrieved it and looked at the troublesome woman before her.

“What is it?”

“Wooo… wooo…”

Qin Xiaoxiao was kneeling on the bed, leaning forward. This movement caused her neckline to sag, exposing a different kind of scenery. She was frowning, her eyes flickering as if she desperately wanted something.

“Mhm?” Qu Li was puzzled.

Seeing the “hateful little curly-hair” looking confused, Qin Xiaoxiao got angry. She suddenly pounced on Qu Li, straddling her waist.

“Wooo…” Where’s my candy! You promised me!

She began rummaging frantically over the starlet’s body, trying to find the non-existent candy. Being pinned to the floor with restless hands wandering over her, Qu Li’s body temperature rose, and her cheeks flushed with heat.

She bit her lip, enduring. “…If you keep this up… I won’t be able to hold back.”

Qin Xiaoxiao thought she was begging for mercy and felt secretly proud. Hmph. Don’t you dare try to back out.

Amidst the intimate physical contact of summer, their temperatures climbed. Qin Xiaoxiao, finding the nightgown in the way, irritably pulled it off. Then, her gaze landed on the other woman’s increasingly vivid red lips.

—Found it. —Strawberry candy.

Thinking this, Qin Xiaoxiao leaned down without hesitation and took her lips into her own.

Caught in a forced kiss, Qu Li’s eyes widened in shock, her inner world reeling. Her mouth was covered by the other, her senses filled with the taste of Qin Xiaoxiao’s orange-flavored mouthwash.

Qu Li was instantly hooked. Feeling light as air, she greedily opened her mouth, seeking to deepen the kiss. Qin Xiaoxiao cooperated, kissing deeper, sucking as if she were licking a sweet piece of candy.

This passion left Qu Li defenseless. She closed her eyes, her heart pounding like a drum. About five minutes passed, the air thick with ambiguity.

Then, Qin Xiaoxiao felt she had “held” the candy long enough. Following her habit, she wanted to bite down on the rest and swallow it.

So, she bit down hard.

“Mmph!!”

The sudden, sharp pain caused the indulgent Qu Li’s expression to change instantly.