After Transmigrating As The Scummy Villain Ex, I Overturned - Chapter 4

On Su Chuiyun’s ring finger sat a heavy diamond ring.

Just by touch alone, one could tell it was an incredibly expensive piece.

About a week had passed, and it was time for Su Chuiyun to be discharged.

The weather that day was pleasant. The nurse in charge of the orthopedic ward greeted her, “Patient in Bed 12, here is your medication. You’ll need to return to the outpatient clinic for a follow-up in fifteen days.”

The young nurse glanced at her MRI report and marveled, “The healing is incredible. If my professor were here, he wouldn’t be able to resist turning you into a specimen.”

Su Chuiyun: “…”

Little sister, you certainly have a way with words.

The nurse mumbled, “I’m just joking, but you’ll be able to stand normally very soon. Perhaps you’ll have a slight limp in the future…”

Her voice dropped, her professional curiosity refusing to die. “If my professor could study your bone healing, that would be another SCI paper in the bag.”

Su Chuiyun thought to herself: Stop talking, you’re scaring me.

Chen Yue, who was packing in the room, looked up. “Chuiyun, what’s that on your hand?”

As soon as Chen Yue spoke, the nurse noticed it too.

That diamond ring was absurdly large, it was hard to ignore. It was bright enough to practically blind the eyes of any wage slave.

Su Chuiyun touched it and said nonchalantly, “Sister Ming Shu gave it to me. Bought it abroad. It’s not worth much.”

Nurse: “…” Chen Yue: “…”

The nurse gave an awkward laugh. “You really like to joke.”

Sitting on the bed, having already changed out of her blue-and-white striped hospital gown, Su Chuiyun spoke with total sincerity. Although her smoky-grey eyes weren’t focused, it felt as though she was gazing deeply at the ring.

“It really was very cheap. Just for fun.”

As she said this, Su Chuiyun felt like she was betraying her former identity as a working-class drone.

Compared to the original novel’s female lead, Song Xi, who only wanted to squeeze money out of her, Ming Shu was practically a God of Wealth.

The nurse wore a mask of pain. “Being rich is so nice. I wouldn’t even dare buy a fake one that big.”

Chen Yue let out a faint sigh.

Su Chuiyun moved toward the wheelchair. She struggled to act as though her legs were failing her, but it felt too awkward. Taking advantage of the moment the nurse and Chen Yue weren’t looking, she stood up, walked over to the wheelchair, and sat down steadily.

She was used to sitting with her legs crossed, and out of muscle memory, she hooked her right leg over her left.

Comfortable.

Su Chuiyun took a deep breath. Honestly, before she transmigrated, she had already wanted an electric wheelchair. In the city where she used to work, electric scooters had strict new regulations, whereas electric wheelchairs were loosely managed and didn’t require a helmet. Her home was only three kilometers from the office, the electric wheelchair could go twenty kilometers per hour. She wondered who the intended demographic even was.

“A-Yun.”

Just as Su Chuiyun settled into the electric wheelchair, Ming Shu’s voice drifted over.

Su Chuiyun: “!”

Ming Shu stood at the ward door. With practiced ease, she picked up the daily necessities with her black sheepskin-gloved hands, while the other hand held Su Chuiyun’s medical insurance card and payment receipts.

Ming Shu frowned. “A-Yun, your leg…”

Su Chuiyun’s right leg, encased in an orthopedic brace, twitched involuntarily. Time seemed to freeze for a second as her broken leg, which was currently crossed over her left knee, actually began to throb.

Seeing cold sweat break out on Su Chuiyun’s forehead, Ming Shu set the items down and walked over quickly.

“How was the caregiver looking after you?” Ming Shu’s brow furrowed. “The patient is blind and has a leg injury, yet there isn’t even someone to support her. Look, her leg is cramping.”

The caregiver, who was bent over working, stammered. She wanted to argue, but under Ming Shu’s powerful aura, she didn’t dare speak.

Caregiver’s internal monologue: I literally saw the patient walking like the wind and crossing her legs!

Like a little chick, Su Chuiyun was scooped up by Ming Shu. “What are you dazing for? Wrap your arms around my neck.”

Su Chuiyun felt a bit awkward at first. “I can do it myself. Ming Shu, don’t hold me… there are so many people watching.”

She hadn’t forgotten that in the original novel, she was supposed to be the “top.” How could she be carried by her wife?

Su Chuiyun’s face flushed with shyness. Ming Shu raised an eyebrow. “When you were little and played in the mud pits, didn’t I have to wash you?”

Chen Yue nodded from the side.

Looking at her younger sister-figure becoming more bashful and cute, Ming Shu had to admit, she really liked this shy version of her.

“The summer you were four, you were naked in the yard, sitting in a red washbasin. We happened to have guests over that day more than ten people. They all saw you and praised you for being fair, chubby, and well-nourished.”

Su Chuiyun’s mind went blank. She wasn’t the original host, but Ming Shu’s description was incredibly vivid.

While Su Chuiyun’s “CPU” was burning up, Ming Shu lifted her into a bridal carry.

After finishing the discharge paperwork, Chen Yue drove the car from the parking lot to the hospital entrance.

Su Chuiyun buried her face in the crook of Ming Shu’s neck, smelling the faint scent of gardenia on her hair.

With the swaying of Ming Shu’s gait, Su Chuiyun tightened her grip around her neck.

Passing patients glanced their way, but seeing the leg brace on the person being carried, they looked away, finding it unremarkable.

A little girl with a fever watched with envy. “Wow! If I break my leg, will someone give me a princess carry too?”

The girl’s mother: “Try saying that one more time.”

“What are you thinking about?” Ming Shu noticed Su Chuiyun’s face was practically burning.

“Do you want to come stay at my house?” Su Chuiyun blurted out.

The original host’s family was a lineage of landscape architects. Starting from their ancestors, they designed gardens for others, they owned a place in the gold-paved city of Jincheng that looked like a fairyland.

The host’s parents were world-renowned masters, but even so, the vast family fortune had been squandered by the host, falling entirely into Song Xi’s pockets to be used for Song Xi to date other “fish” in her pond.

Ming Shu’s movements paused for a moment before she placed her into the passenger seat of the luxury car.

“Why?” Ming Shu asked, suppressing the surge of emotion inside her.

“Do you want to come see my cat do a backflip?” Su Chuiyun used her unfocused pupils to look toward the luxury car’s steering wheel.

The car was expensive, truly a staple of the capitalist class.

Ming Shu’s watch was also expensive, more so than any watch her former boss had ever worn.

With Ming Shu around, it would be much harder for Song Xi to swindle the family estate away.

Ming Shu: “…”

She let out a chuckle and stepped on the accelerator.

As the car merged onto the main road of the city district, Su Chuiyun gazed out the window with her smoky-grey eyes and said:

“The house is too quiet. My parents are away all year, and I can’t see anything. Lately, it’s been raining a lot, and there’s thunder.”

Su Chuiyun’s voice was calm. “I can feel the whole roof shaking. Last month, the maid said the camphor tree in the yard was struck by lightning. During that rainy night, I was too scared to sleep.”

The fragile girl clearly presented a weak image in need of protection, but in Ming Shu’s eyes, she seemed much more mature than before.

Before, this stubborn little sister of hers would never have admitted to being afraid of the dark.

Su Chuiyun gave her a smile. “Can you spend more time with me?”

Su Chuiyun had originally thought Ming Shu might not agree. Her return to the country was to handle the estate after an elder’s passing. If she were an only child, it would be simple.

But the problem was that she was adopted. A few years after the couple adopted Ming Shu, they had a son. In a traditional family that favored boys over girls, one could imagine Ming Shu’s situation.

Ming Shu had become the most redundant presence.

If it weren’t for a government sponsored study abroad program, Ming Shu could never have left the country so easily. Everything she owned now was built from scratch by her own hands.

Ming Shu didn’t notice Su Chuiyun’s admiring gaze. “Fine. I’ll have someone bring my luggage over this afternoon.”

“Will it delay your work?” Su Chuiyun asked worriedly.

“It won’t. I don’t have much to do.” Ming Shu smiled, then remembered Su Chuiyun couldn’t see it, and her smile gradually turned wistful.

Stepping out of the car, they were greeted by a lush green bamboo forest. Hidden within was a small pavilion with swan-neck railings, and below the pavilion was a pond.

Koi fish swayed gracefully in the water. The direction of the flow was calculated water represents wealth, and here it flowed from the outside in, bringing fortune into the home.

Every koi was fed until they looked like little pigs, each one appearing opulent and well-cared for.

“It’s been years, but your home is exactly the same as before,” Ming Shu said, carrying Su Chuiyun as she pushed open the doors to the main hall.

Su Chuiyun naturally slipped into sweet talk. “Because I wanted to preserve the memories I shared with you, Sister. That eastern wall outside, when we were little, we climbed it together and got chased by the neighbor’s German Shepherd.”

Ming Shu arched an eyebrow. “You’re my little ex-girlfriend. I thought you’d forgotten our past.”

Who was it that said being with me was disgusting back then?

Su Chuiyun: “How could I? I’ve been thinking of you, Sister.”

Before Su Chuiyun’s words could fully land, she felt the aura of the woman holding her shift instantly. Even Ming Shu’s breathing grew heavy.

The curve of Ming Shu’s lips flattened immediately. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were now dark and sinking, making the atmosphere so heavy one dared not breathe.

Su Chuiyun looked around, and then her eyes landed on the object Ming Shu was staring at.

Holy sh….!

She almost cursed out loud.

Sitting in the main hall was a 1:1 scale doll of Song Xi in a white dress. It was exquisite down to every strand of hair, and the doll was wearing the exact same pajamas as Su Chuiyun.

The doll’s hands were actually tied with a red string.

People are free to have their “interests,” but the original host seriously needed to see a doctor.

The original host was blind, so she couldn’t keep photos. Instead, she had commissioned a doll to soothe the pains of her unrequited love.

One does not perish in unrequited love; one becomes a pervert.

Su Chuiyun closed her eyes in social agony, thinking that the original villain’s death wasn’t undeserved at all.

Ming Shu raised an eyebrow. “Is this what A-Yun meant by ‘thinking of me’?”

Su Chuiyun: “…”

Just kill me now.