After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 1

“Li Yebai, I beg you, I kneel down and beg you, please let the child go. The child is innocent. Don’t hurt him…”

The woman covered her belly, slumped on the ground, shedding tears and begging the man for mercy.

“I beg you, I’ve already given Liu Bai everything I could. This is the only child left. Please let him go, I beg you…”

Don’t beg him. Stand up. You should grab the fruit knife from the bedside and stab him straight in the heart! Don’t cry!

Li Yebai’s eyes were bloodshot, a dark glint flashing in their depths. He turned his back, refusing to look at the wretched woman on the floor, and said coldly, “The child cannot stay. This is what you owe her. I won’t allow you to give birth to my bloodline. Someone, take her to the operating table.”

As his voice fell, security guards and nurses filed in, pulling her toward the operating room. The woman’s heart pounded violently, the pain draining the color from her face. She was powerless to resist, letting the nurses manipulate her mechanically.

The nurse lifted her onto the operating table. The table was icy cold, the lights blinding. In her blurry consciousness, a sharp needle carrying cold fluid pierced her skin and flooded into her vein. It was as if she only realized what was happening now. She cried out, “Li Yebai! You are so cruel! I hate you! I hate you!”

What’s the use of hating him? You humans are all bark and no bite. Didn’t you forgive him later? To even have the same name as me is truly embarrassing!

…

Song Xingzi vaguely knew she was dreaming, and she was dreaming of the most tragic scene from the novel she had just finished reading today. She complained, wanting to wake up, but her body was heavy, her mind muddled, her consciousness struggling before gradually slipping back into a stupor.

“I heard that the Li Group intends to enter the entertainment industry. I wonder if it’s true?”

“Yes, yes, with CEO Li taking time out of his busy schedule to attend Starlight Entertainment’s annual meeting today, he must be indicating that, right?”

“Everyone, please don’t overthink it. For related information, please pay attention to the official website. President, an agent from Huasheng wants to see you…”

The man’s voice was utterly cold: “I know.”

The jumbled chatter was indistinct, traveling from far to near. Song Xingzi strained to hear, but the sound suddenly cut off. After a good while, the noisy background gradually softened into a few people talking in low voices, accompanied by the tap-tap of leather shoes on the floor.

“President Li, the person has been sent to the Presidential Suite. It’s the one you took an interest in today. I’ll take you there; this way.”

It was the cold man from earlier: “Mhm.”

“President Li, the deal we have with Starlight, what do you think?”

“I will handle things with Young President Ji.”

“Thank you, President Li. President Li is truly a hero among men, surpassing all others, a brilliant talent, as handsome as a jade tree in the wind…”

“Enough. You may leave.” Li Yebai looked at the bowing and scraping agent, his contempt clearly visible.

It’s only because that starlet slightly resembles Xiao Bai that I looked twice. I didn’t expect her agent to be so proactive, rushing to send her to my bed. I suppose that little starlet isn’t some chaste woman, I wonder if anyone else got to her first.

She had to admit, that eighteenth-tier starlet was indeed beautiful and just happened to bear a slight resemblance to Xiao Bai. In a quick glance earlier, he saw those eyes like autumn water, seemingly containing a myriad of stars. When she wasn’t smiling, they shimmered, paired with her delicate, thin lips, making her incomparably pure and beautiful. When she smiled, however, a hint of childlike innocence and purity appeared, which was completely different from Xiao Bai’s naturally melancholic beauty.

However, no matter how beautiful she was, she couldn’t be compared to Xiao Bai.

Li Yebai thought, slowly walking toward the hotel suite. His chiseled face was expressionless. Coupled with his emotionless, obsidian-like eyes, he was solemn and handsome, like a statue of a god from Greek mythology.

This person really knows how to suck up, just like a ginseng doll from the mountains, spitting out idioms one after another as if they cost nothing. Unfortunately, that President Li isn’t interested at all, hahaha.

Song Xingzi’s head was pounding violently, and her body was burning hot. The blood in her veins rushed toward her brain, like a thousand butterflies flapping their wings simultaneously, an unbearable numbness. The intermittent conversation did distract her a little.

President Li? Who is President Li? Could it be that scumbag Li Yebai? Why is this dream becoming so realistic? Not only did I relive the climax, but it’s starting over from the beginning. Even the Mò Beast (Dream Eater) in the back mountain isn’t this good at creating dreams.

Tap-tap, tap-tap-tap. The highly regular footsteps gradually approached. Song Xingzi felt something was very wrong. She wanted to open her eyes and wake up from the dream, but a surge of heat suddenly impacted her body. She struggled to open her eyes!

This feeling… could it be my heat cycle? That shouldn’t be right. It was summer when I came down the mountain, and after transforming into human form, I should be able to control my heat cycle, shouldn’t I? Sister Fox couldn’t have lied to me! This is an aphrodisiac!

“Click.”

The door opened. The key card went into the slot. After a few clicks, the dark room finally lit up.

Song Xingzi sat up, exposing her beautiful bare back to the air. The chill coming from her exposed skin slightly dissipated the heat on her body. She concentrated, examining the environment around her:

A magnificent giant chandelier, intricately patterned wallpaper, perfect floor-to-ceiling windows, an antique and grand coffee table, an unusually soft bed beneath her, and a gold-and-red intertwined carpet running from the door to the bedside. Everything combined to form a picture of “dreamlike luxury”! It was completely different from her shabby little rental room!

Where is this? How did I get here? Song Xingzi thought quickly: President Li, aphrodisiac, luxurious hotel suite…

These words, when put together, clearly pointed to the storybook Song Xingzi had stayed up all night reading. It was an old-fashioned dominant CEO angst novel. In the very first chapter, the Female Lead was drugged and sent to the Male Lead’s bed…

That person is actually Li Yebai! This is the Presidential Suite from the opening chapter of the storybook! Did I transmigrate? Is that the word?

How did I transmigrate into a storybook just by picking one up in my rental room? Seriously? Someone save me! I’m just a little squirrel spirit who just got her residency permit! I just came down the mountain! I haven’t even enjoyed the good life of humans yet. I don’t want to be tormented by a scumbag!

Song Xingzi’s small, palm-sized face showed a myriad of expressions, conveying surprise, regret, contemplation, agony, fear, refusal, and other emotions within a few short seconds, finally turning into deep dread!

Thinking of the Male Lead’s full service of heart-digging, abortion, and being a substitute in the storybook, Song Xingzi felt a chill run down her spine. She muttered to herself, trying to activate her spiritual power to remotely strike the scumbag.

However, after several attempts, there was no movement!

Song Xingzi was dumbfounded. It’s over. Transmigrating into a storybook aside, my cultivation is also gone. What should I do?

Song Xingzi recalled the plots of “beauty saves the hero” in storybooks. After several turns of thought, she finally decided to catch the scumbag off guard with a sneak attack, knocking him out first to get through the immediate crisis.

With her mind made up, she got out of bed to search the room for available weapons.

To Song Xingzi, the only advantage of this extraordinarily luxurious Presidential Suite was its size. The nearly two hundred square meter suite was divided into five sections. The bedroom was the innermost part. Li Yebai, who was over 1.8 meters tall, had only just reached the living room.

While Song Xingzi was searching for a weapon, Li Yebai walked to the center of the living room with a cold face. He thought for a moment, withdrew his foot that was heading toward the bedroom, turned, and walked toward the bathroom. He was somewhat interested in this woman who resembled Xiao Bai. There was no harm in playing around.

The sound of footsteps approached and then retreated. Song Xingzi knew the scumbag had gone to the bathroom to shower. She was grateful for the scumbag’s habit of showering beforehand, which gave her time to select a handy weapon.

She held up a glass vase. Afraid that one blow wouldn’t be enough, she picked up a few glass cups and placed them behind her, holding her breath and lying in wait behind the door. The heat on her body was stronger than when she first woke up, but still bearable. Scumbag, hurry up and come! Your Grandma is waiting to serve you a glass rod!

Li Yebai’s pre-coital shower was extremely brief. In about the minute Song Xingzi had been standing behind the door, he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, bare-chested, and walked to the bedroom door.

The wooden door to the bedroom was slightly ajar. Three parts playfulness, three parts anticipation, and a few parts disdain flashed in Li Yebai’s cold eyes. He sneered and pushed the door open.

“BAM!”

A loud noise.

Song Xingzi, gripping the glass vase, smashed it fiercely onto Li Yebai’s head!

Die, scumbag! You pervert! Die! Die!

The completely unprepared Li Yebai clutched his bleeding forehead, staring wide-eyed, his hand reaching toward Song Xingzi. Song Xingzi trembled, listening to him threaten her in a vicious tone: “You damned woman, how dare you strike me!”

Song Xingzi bit her tongue to stay conscious, haphazardly picked up a prepared glass cup from behind her, and dealt another heavy blow to the continuously bleeding wound. Li Yebai stared with wide eyes, tilted his head, and finally lay down, no longer moving.

Finally knocked out! I must hurry and leave, quickly, stand up.

Song Xingzi held her chest, panting heavily. Her pale, tender face was covered in cold sweat from lust and fear. She carefully stepped over the man’s naked body. Before leaving the room, she looked back and kicked the man in the crotch.

“You damned scumbag! You got lucky this time! The next time Little Pine Nut sees you, it won’t be as simple as a kick!”

Her hands and feet were weak, and she was shaking uncontrollably, yet her imposing manner was fierce as she cursed him viciously.

Reaching the lobby, her eyes quickly scanned the room. She couldn’t see her phone or other possessions. Her form-fitting long dress exposed her back, but fortunately, it wasn’t floor-length, and from the front, it wasn’t overly revealing. Song Xingzi gritted her teeth, picked up Li Yebai’s suit jacket, draped it over herself, braced herself against the wall, stood up straight, and ran out.

She couldn’t worry about anything else. Escaping here was the most important thing. Other things could be lost, but her life had to be saved.

Little Pine Nut, why are you so unlucky? You just secretly read a leaderless storybook. The Heavenly Dao treats you like this! No wonder Sister Fox said you were stupid, and Uncle Niu wasn’t willing to vouch for you.

Her body felt as if it were soaking in warm water, yet radiating heat from the inside out. The surging tide of lust was overwhelming Song Xingzi’s will. She tried hard to run toward a place with human voices, constantly pinching the soft flesh around her waist to stay conscious, and talking to herself in her mind to prevent her senses from being dominated by desire.

She knew the drug was taking effect.

In the storybook, because the Female Lead disagreed, her agent was particularly ruthless with the dose, enough for the Male and Female Leads to battle fiercely all night. That damned scumbag! That damned agent! They are simply inhumane!

The Presidential Suite was on the top floor of the hotel. Song Xingzi managed to reach the elevator, leaned against the wall, pressed the down button, and clutched her chest, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

She had passed a test on this. The human world’s magical artifact was called an elevator. It could rapidly travel up and down. She needed to go to a place with people, so she had to go downstairs first.

“Ding-dong.”

The elevator opened, and a crisp, sweet female voice was heard.

“Li Yebai! Brother Li, where are you?”

Who is it? Who has come?

Song Xingzi leaned against the wall, her flaccid feet barely supporting her body. She struggled to look toward the newcomer. Her eyes, strained from resisting the drug’s effects, were slightly bloodshot. She could only vaguely see:

The person was wearing a red dress, smiling brightly, with an unrestrained aura. She was lifting her skirt hem and walking toward this direction.

It’s the Female Supporting Character, Ji Ruyue! I’m saved!

Song Xingzi was burning hot all over, her consciousness gradually blurring. It felt as if a hot fire was burning inside her. She stumbled forward toward the voice, collapsing into a tight hug with the cool, fragrant, and soft Female Supporting Character.

So thirsty…

She licked her lower lip, looked up at the other person’s tempting red lips, shook her head, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed them, murmuring, “Ji Ji, save me, save me…”

Ji Ruyue’s bright smile froze…