Acting as the Vicious Second Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 34
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The two women leaned against the sofa, their bodies entangled in an ambiguous, overlapping mess.
Resting against Qin Xiaoxiao’s chest in a semi-reclined position, Qu Li’s chestnut curls were slightly disheveled, spilling loosely over her shoulders. Due to the movement, her cardigan had slipped down, revealing the checkered shirt beneath. The fabric, pressed against her curves, was partially dampened by perspiration, turning translucent and offering a fleeting glimpse of skin.
Qin Xiaoxiao’s breath was hot as it brushed against Qu Li’s neck. As it happened, her neck was a sensitive spot; with Qin Xiaoxiao buried in the crook of her shoulder, Qu Li felt a reflexive urge to dodge. However, with the other woman’s arms cinched tightly around her waist, she couldn’t break free.
“Don’t be naughty. Be good.”
Qu Li didn’t even realize her tone sounded like she was coaxing a child. “Let go… I’ll make some sober-up soup for you. You’ll feel better once you drink it.”
“Don’t talk…” Qin Xiaoxiao murmured, pushing her luck as her voice trailed off into a blurry mumble.
Qu Li was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Qin Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes in silence, her mind a chaotic whirlwind. Because every time you speak, I can’t help but have wild imaginings! But how could she ever say something so embarrassing out loud?
Right then, a phone began to ring—
“So take off the mask, so I can see your face. Who do you love? Is it me? Will you love me? I don’t know, who do you love? And I want it if you had it. I know you…”
The smooth, melodious music startled Qin Xiaoxiao out of her flushed reverie. Hearing it, Qu Li tried to negotiate. “Um, let me take this call first.”
“Mm,” Qin Xiaoxiao grunted in response. But she showed no intention of letting go.
Noticing the woman’s lingering attachment, Qu Li let out a soft chuckle. It was a gentle, beautiful sound that vanished into the air almost instantly, but Qin Xiaoxiao, in such close proximity, heard it with ringing clarity.
She felt as if a small deer had suddenly leaped into her heart.
“You’re drunk, Yin Ni,” Qu Li said, finally pulling her hand free and looking up. Her tone was certain. Aside from a faint flush on her cheeks, her expression remained as composed as ever.
Her gaze was direct, as if she were peering into the depths of one’s soul. Qin Xiaoxiao didn’t dare meet her eyes. She looked away, her gaze wandering as she stated the factual truth: “I am not drunk.”
“Then let me ask you this.” Seeing the woman turn away to ignore her, Qu Li narrowed her eyes. With a faint smile, she leaned in close and whispered into her ear: “Would the usual you ever be this close to me? Hug me proactively? Be so unwilling to let me leave?”
“Nngh…”
The hot breath carried the voice into her ear. There was a damp, warm sensation on her earlobe—it seemed to have brushed against the other’s lips.
Strangely, Qin Xiaoxiao felt no revulsion. Instead, she felt a sudden impulse to offer herself up, to let the starlet continue pampering every other part of her. Under the dual stimulation of body and mind, Qin Xiaoxiao’s defenses crumbled instantly. She was utterly defeated.
“You… just leave…”
Heaven only knew how much effort and determination it took for Qin Xiaoxiao to shout those words. As soon as she spoke, she slowly released her grip on Qu Li’s waist. She didn’t realize how seductive her voice sounded—soaked in desire and as sticky-sweet as syrup.
Because she was facing away, she also missed the way Qu Li’s eyes darkened for a moment.
Finally, Qin Xiaoxiao let go completely. Losing the “human ice pack” caused the internal heat to surge again. She tugged restlessly at her collar, undoing a button.
Qu Li, now free, felt her throat tighten at the sight of the woman’s sexy collarbones—an image made all the more suggestive by the act of unbuttoning.
Both of them wanted the same thing: to pin the other down. Yet, one was practicing iron-willed restraint while the other was a “closet pervert.” Only a thin layer of paper stood between them, yet neither would poke a hole through it. They cherished their friendship too much to risk crossing the line lightly.
“So take—” The phone rang for a second time. Qu Li picked it up and saw it was her manager, Yang Mimi. She answered.
“Hello? I’m here.” “Yes, I left my phone at home earlier.” “It’s fine, I’m quite comfortable staying here.” “The cast interview tomorrow?” “Oh… okay, I’ll be there.”
She discussed her work in a calm, professional tone. That serious “work mode” voice held a unique charm. It made Qin Xiaoxiao’s ears soften and her body flush; her brain was now filled with “censored” imagery.
The situation was like a merchant carrying food standing before a traveler who hadn’t eaten in three days. Not only did the merchant refuse to give the traveler food, but he also pulled out a fragrant piece of roasted meat and began eating it himself.
Led by temptation, Qin Xiaoxiao felt incredibly thirsty. She cried inwardly: Please stop talking! Stop radiating that damn charm!
“…Nngh…”
The command she meant to give turned into a strange moan. Qin Xiaoxiao felt so embarrassed she wanted to explode. She quickly cut herself off, pushed Qu Li away, and scrambled off the sofa toward the bathroom.
Left behind, Qu Li watched the woman’s swaying figure as she braced herself against the wall to enter the bathroom. She felt a sense of melancholy.
In the end, she still hadn’t managed to take that step. She couldn’t settle for being “just friends.” To ensure she left no room for regret, she would confess again—regardless of the outcome.
Thinking back, she felt her first confession had been too hasty and had ended without a proper conclusion. To prepare for the second attempt, she planned to order a wedding ring. She would propose outright, using the weight of marriage as the stakes. That way, Qin Xiaoxiao wouldn’t be able to brush it off as a joke or mistake it for platonic affection.
A voice from the phone snapped her out of her trance. “Qu Li? Are you listening?”
“I am,” Qu Li replied. “What did you just say?”
Yang Mimi: “…”
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Qin Xiaoxiao managed to pull herself together after splashing her face with cold water. She dried herself and looked into the mirror.
The woman in the glass had messy hair and a look of decadent ruin. Her lips were naturally red, her eyes shimmered, and her brow was furrowed. Her skin glowed with a soft pink hue. The sheer “eroticism” in her expression felt foreign to her.
Yet, she couldn’t deny she looked like a little succubus right now—incredibly alluring. Even she felt the urge to pin her own reflection down. She rubbed her face vigorously, shaking the terrifying thought out of her head while chanting a mantra of “Prosperity, Democracy, and Harmony.”
A long time passed. Once the drug wore off and the flush faded from her face, she finally left the bathroom. Qu Li was still there, sitting on the sofa staring at her phone.
“You’re still here?” Qin Xiaoxiao tried to shoo her away. “I’m going to sleep. Go home.”
Qu Li looked up at her now-normal face. After a moment of thought, she nodded. “Alright, I’ll head back. Call me if you need anything.”
“Mm.”
“By the way…” Qu Li stopped at the door and turned back. “What kind of wedding ring do you like?”
Qin Xiaoxiao: “…What are you planning?”
“Nothing, just asking.” Qu Li lowered her eyes, her tone sounding like a wronged little bride. “Do you mind telling me?”
Qin Xiaoxiao’s heart softened. But when she tried to answer, she found herself at a loss for words. As a “noble single dog,” she had never considered the question.
“I like whatever style is popular right now,” she answered flippantly.
The next morning, Qin Xiaoxiao woke up and scrolled through Weibo to find herself on the “Hot Search” list for the third time in her life.
#Handsome! Yin Ni discovers human trafficker at a bar and hands him over to the police
#CEO Yin forwards @PeacefulCity’s post
#PeacefulCity Official Announcement
Seeing her name associated with a positive, “upstanding citizen” image gave Qin Xiaoxiao a headache. She just wanted to be a vicious female supporting character in peace! Why did things keep going wrong?
She clicked into the third trending topic to read the police report.
@PeacefulCity V: With the assistance of enthusiastic citizen @Yin Ni, a man and his team—who abducted and imprisoned several women, forced them into relations, and sold them to others—have been captured. Given the severity of the crimes, they face up to fifteen years in prison and heavy fines.
On August 11, 2011, at approximately 10:00 PM, a man harassed and attempted to abduct someone at Night Colors Bar. Following a report, the police arrested the suspect, Mr. Wang (male, 47), at 11:00 PM. An investigation revealed this was not his first offense; two women were found hidden in his basement and have been rescued. Mr. Wang confessed to selling six women over the past eight years…
The comments section was exploding:
[User 1]: Holy crap! Am I seeing things? The “enthusiastic citizen” is Yin Ni? That Yin Ni?
[User 2]: You’re not seeing things. The police even tagged her. That’s the craziest part.
[User 3]: Hahaha, has she finally found a conscience and started doing good deeds?
[User 4]: Naive. I wouldn’t believe Yin Ni went straight even if the sky fell. That guy was just unlucky; he harassed the one bully you should never mess with.
[User 5]: We should tag @Qu Li here. I’m not used to seeing them on the hot search without being tied together.
Qin Xiaoxiao fell into deep thought. It seemed the “Original Soul’s” father was quite efficient. Otherwise, she might have trended for “Assault” instead. The security cameras surely caught her smashing a bottle over the man’s head while his back was turned.
Although she had accidentally “whitewashed” her image, it was better that he settled everything. Having the police knock on her door would have been a hassle.
She logged into her QQ and saw several messages from her manager.
[Lin Yu]: Great job! The police told me they want to award you a silk banner. [Lin Yu]: But this was too dangerous. Don’t go to bars anymore, they’re too chaotic.
Qin Xiaoxiao replied to the most important part: Skip the banner. Is there a cash prize?
The manager was silent for a long time. [Lin Yu]: Yes… 80,000 Yuan.
Qin Xiaoxiao was satisfied. She typed out: When the money comes in, put it in my account. I’m going offline now.
[Lin Yu]: Where are you going? [Qin Xiaoxiao]: To the bar.
She ignored her manager’s frantic follow-up messages. She got dressed, did her makeup, and took a taxi.
The female lead was still tied to a chair. If she didn’t get there soon, she was worried the girl might actually “expire.”
Ten minutes later, she arrived at the bar. It was much quieter than usual. She kept her head down and walked toward the private booths. She pulled out the key and unlocked the door.
When she pushed the door open, the sight before her left her in such shock that she involuntarily took a step back.
She saw—