After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 27

“What?” Wu Bingman took a few steps back in fear, looking at Fang Qingying with an unreadable expression.

The Fang Qingying before her now seemed completely different from the one in her memories, the one who pretended to be carefree, hiding behind a shell of arrogance to protect herself.

Compared to the current Fang Qingying, who appeared relaxed and effortlessly composed, the other Fang Qingying seemed like someone who had stolen something, leaving her perpetually uneasy.

Two extremes, yet perfectly embodied in the same person, this made Wu Bingman deeply suspicious.

Was this really Fang Qingying?

If she was the real one, then who was the previous Fang Qingying?

“I called the doctor,” Fang Qingying repeated calmly.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, faint shadows under her eyes suggesting fatigue.

For someone who had slit her wrists and been resuscitated to now act as if nothing had happened was already a medical anomaly. All of Fang Qingying’s hospital tests had come back normal, as if the entire emergency had been nothing but a fleeting dream.

The hospital had only discharged her because she met the criteria.

“The doctor hasn’t come for so long. I’ll go check.” Wu Bingman still stubbornly wanted to leave, but it wasn’t that simple.

Fang Qingying’s room was under close surveillance. The moment she pressed the call button, several doctors and nurses had already been on their way.

If Wu Bingman tried to leave now, she would inevitably run into them. She knew this, but she’d rather it be an “accidental” encounter than be seen lingering in the room.

Fang Qingying lifted her gaze slightly, leaning lazily against the pillow as she watched the increasingly flustered woman. “Wu Bingman, do you ever feel like you’ve done something wrong?”

From deliberately scheming to get close to the original host, to manipulating her into doing those things did Wu Bingman really feel no remorse at all?

“What could I possibly have done wrong?” Wu Bingman looked at Fang Qingying in confusion. She truly believed her actions were justified.

Fang Qingying was so wealthy, yet she had no friends. So what if she gave away some money? At least she gained Wu Bingman’s friendship in return.

Besides, that small amount was like a drop in the ocean for Fang Qingying. To nitpick over it now wasn’t she just embarrassing herself?

“Tch.” Fang Qingying let out a derisive laugh. So this was the logic of the weak that they were entitled simply because they were disadvantaged?

Hearing the laugh, Wu Bingman inexplicably felt her ears burn. Stomping her foot in frustration, she snapped, “What’s so funny? If it weren’t for me, you’d still be all alone. Don’t you know how to be grateful?”

“I don’t know how to be grateful?” Fang Qingying’s interest was piqued now. She listed every single thing the original host had given Wu Bingman, recounting them word for word before asking, “And this is what you call ‘gratitude’? Then… why don’t you show me any gratitude?”

Wu Bingman choked on her words, her face flushing red. Being confronted so bluntly made it impossible to keep lying to herself.

She had been enjoying the benefits Fang Qingying provided while simultaneously trampling on her, feeding her own vanity.

Every time she saw Fang Qingying grovel, she felt a twisted satisfaction. She even wanted others to witness how someone like Fang Qingying had to bow and apologize before her.

But Wu Bingman couldn’t bring herself to admit her mistakes in front of her. This role reversal was deeply unsettling.

Having grown accustomed to Fang Qingying’s subservience, she couldn’t stand being questioned now.

“Yingying, I never thought you’d be like this. Those things were gifts from you. How could you do this? You’re so calculating. Were you just pretending all along? Did it make you proud to watch me walk right into your trap?”

Wu Bingman acted as if she’d been dealt a devastating blow, swaying unsteadily like a reed as she leaned against the table for support.

Her eyes reddened, as if heartbroken, her voice hoarse and broken.

“So to you, I was only friends with you for your money, is that it?”

Fang Qingying replied indifferently, “You know the answer to that.”

Why put on an act now? The room was empty except for the two of them. What was the point?

“I know the answer? Fang Qingying, I see you clearly now.” Wu Bingman gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and stormed out in a rage.

Just as the doctors and nurses were about to open the door, someone rushed past them and disappeared around the corner only the silhouette of a woman visible.

Watching Wu Bingman flee, Fang Qingying couldn’t help but smirk. “Well, that’s… something?”

She had expected Wu Bingman to stage a scene to make her look like the villain, but fleeing dramatically was an unexpected move.

“Miss Fang, how are you feeling now?” The doctor stepped into the room, glancing at Fang Qingying reclining against the pillow as he asked routinely, “Any headaches or dizziness?”

From all the tests they’d run, there was nothing wrong with her not even in her brain. It was baffling.

“I’m a little hungry,” Fang Qingying answered honestly.

The doctor fell silent. This was Fang Qingying’s second round of tests, and everything was still normal.

“Miss Fang, let me examine you.” The doctor sighed and proceeded with the routine checkup.

“Mm.” Fang Qingying nodded.

During the examination, the doctor noticed Fang Qingying’s wrist, the one she had supposedly slit. But there was no scar.

Logically, even with the best scar treatments, a deep cut would leave at least a faint mark.

Yet Fang Qingying showed no signs of having attempted suicide.

She was optimistic, even cheerful.

Her medical records indicated she had mild depression and obsessive tendencies, but the person before him now seemed like an entirely different individual.

Suppressing his curiosity, the doctor finished the examination and advised her to rest, prescribing some glucose. There was nothing seriously wrong not even symptoms of blood loss.

After the nurse changed her IV drip, the medical staff left. Not long after, Gu Shengxiao walked in.

“Xiao Ying, how are you feeling now? Any discomfort? Dizziness?” Gu Shengxiao sat on the edge of the bed, gently touching Fang Qingying’s pale face.

“I’m fine. Maybe it was the alcohol. I won’t drink anymore, so it’s fine.” Fang Qingying shook her head.

The last thing she remembered was taking a sip of alcohol, everything after that was a blank.

Judging by Gu Shengxiao’s reaction, she didn’t seem inclined to explain.

Moreover, after Fang Qingying spoke, she noticed Gu Shengxiao’s ears turning bright red, as if something had struck a nerve.

Gu Shengxiao stood up abruptly, flustered. “Xiao Ying, I’ll go settle the bill downstairs. You rest.”

Before Fang Qingying could stop her, Gu Shengxiao had already vanished with her long strides.

At that moment, System 888 came online.

888: [Wuwuwu, Qingqing, you’re amazing! You actually completed both tasks!]
Fang Qingying was baffled: “What?”

When had she completed two tasks? She had no memory of it.

888: [But you really did! The first task rewards 10 points, the second rewards 30. The male lead isn’t even worth as much as the female lead, how tragic!]
Seeing the 20-point gap, 888 couldn’t help but mock the male lead’s uselessness. It also marveled at its own nature as a “cuckolding system” even the task points seemed biased against the male lead.

Hearing that the second task was also completed, Fang Qingying perked up. “You’re saying the second task is done too? That’s impossible, right?”

She had no recollection of kissing Gu Shengxiao. How could it be completed?

The second task was practically harassment, what kind of mission was “steal a kiss from the female lead”?

Was that even human?

888: [The task was auto-completed. Want to see the replay?]
The system had a playback feature, but it was up to the host whether to watch.

Fang Qingying thought for three seconds. “There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

888: [So?]

Fang Qingying: “First, give me everything you promised. Then we’ll talk.”

She’d been looking forward to this, especially the voice acting. It was enough to make her fangirl heart explode.

888: [That’s all you care about?]

888 had expected Fang Qingying to ask about the cost of watching the replay. Instead, she was focused on other things.

Was the replay not tempting enough?

Fang Qingying pressed her lips together, her expression serious, as if ready for a fight. “What? Are you going back on your word?”

888, a system without integrity deserves to be reported.

888: [Fine, fine. You’re so troublesome. Are you sure your motivation for completing tasks isn’t just Gu Shengxiao’s face?]
The female lead’s beauty was unparalleled in the novel.

As soon as 888’s electronic voice faded, a pile of items materialized around Fang Qingying, all related to Gu Shengxiao.

A CD, a poster of Gu Shengxiao in punk-style clothing, three or four magazines featuring her, and even an autographed poster.

It was one of only three hundred sold during Gu Shengxiao’s sole concert incredibly rare.

Fang Qingying flipped through them excitedly, overjoyed. She clutched the voice-acting CD she’d been longing for.

Just then, Gu Shengxiao returned from paying the bill and witnessed Fang Qingying gleefully hugging her merchandise.

Gu Shengxiao: “You?”

Fang Qingying froze upon meeting her gaze. After a few seconds, she hastily stuffed everything under the sheets and sat up straight, forcing an awkward smile.

“Let me explain?”

She wasn’t a creep!

This was all just a coincidence!

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