After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 2

The beauty seated across from her exuded an icy elegance, her features so flawlessly sculpted they could have been digitally modeled. By internet standards, she was nothing short of Nuwa’s masterpiece, a testament to the goddess’s skill. It was precisely this unique, captivating aura and unforgettable beauty that had instantly ensnared Chu Ling.

Having inexplicably transmigrated into the novel, Chu Ling had no intention of drawing attention to herself in front of the female leads. She refused to play the role of a disposable side character, only to meet the same tragic fate as her counterpart in the book.

When she first read the novel, Chu Ling had actually quite liked the female leads. After all, they were the classic pairing of a “beautiful but tragic” character and a “radiant sunshine” type, with the latter undergoing significant growth. The author had written them well, so naturally, Chu Ling was fond of them.

That was, until a cannon fodder character sharing her name appeared in the story. Chu Ling had been unable to stomach it, and her friend who recommended the book had even teased her, warning her to be careful not to transmigrate into it.

And now, here she was.

To make matters worse, she had somehow fallen for the novel’s antagonist, Song Qingyi.

Honestly, it wasn’t her fault, how was she supposed to know Song Qingyi looked like this? The original book had focused heavily on the antagonist’s obsessive personality, with very little description of her appearance. The only line Chu Ling could recall was:

Song Qingyi was beautiful, but her coldness was chilling, deterring anyone from approaching. She had eyes that seemed made for love, yet not a trace of warmth could be found in them, only indifference. No wonder she ended up walking such a dark path.

The heart of the novel had always been the romance between the female leads. The antagonist and cannon fodder characters existed solely to deepen their relationship.

Chu Ling hadn’t interacted with the female leads yet, so her feelings toward them were neutral. She simply wanted to avoid getting entangled in their love story.

That had been her original plan, but now, instead of getting involved with the leads, she’d somehow crossed paths with the antagonist.

Chu Ling was troubled. She feared this deviation might lead the story down an unpredictable path.

But the moment she lifted her gaze to Song Qingyi, all her worries evaporated.

Yesterday, she had been too stunned and embarrassed to take a proper look. Now, sitting this close, she could even count the length of Song Qingyi’s eyelashes.

With a face like that staring at her, how was anyone supposed to resist?

Chu Ling surrendered completely to the other woman’s beauty, entirely forgetting what Song Qingyi had just said.

Noticing her distraction, Song Qingyi showed no reaction beyond a faint curl of her lips. “Miss Chu Ling, the reason for my visit today is to ask if you’d be willing to enter into a contractual marriage with me. I require the status of a wife, and at present, you are the most suitable candidate. Since this is a contract, you may state any conditions.”

Chu Ling barely registered the words, her attention wholly captured by Song Qingyi’s exquisite, aloof face. She saw the other woman’s lips move but couldn’t make out a single syllable.

Such a magnificent face. What was she saying again?

Dazed, the thought flitted through her mind.

Song Qingyi paused, her gaze turning subtly meaningful. “Miss Chu Ling? Here is the marriage contract. If you agree, please review the terms carefully. Rest assured, you may voice any requests.”

Catching only the word “requests,” Chu Ling hastily shook her head. “Requests? I don’t have any!”

Song Qingyi’s eyes flickered. “Then may I take that to mean you’ve accepted my proposal?”

Chu Ling nodded absently. “Mhm, I’ll agree to anything you say!”

After all, it was a request from the beautiful sister!

The cool beauty across from her gave a faint smile, and for a moment, Chu Ling felt as though she were witnessing snow-capped mountains melting and flowers blooming in full splendor.

This left Chu Ling even more dazed, completely unsure of what to do.

So Song Qingyi stood up. “In that case, time is of the essence. Miss Chu Ling, let’s head to the civil affairs bureau now. It’s still early, and they should still be accepting marriage applications.”

The moment Chu Ling heard the word “marriage,” she recalled the flirtatious nonsense she had spouted yesterday on Xiaoyinfu.

Marriage…

But this was the legendary Thousand-Faced Fox sister! If it was her well, it didn’t seem entirely unacceptable.

Song Qingyi was practically the epitome of her ideal type like her aesthetic preferences had come to life. Just the thought of marrying Song Qingyi made Chu Ling inexplicably giddy.

She shot up from her seat, not waiting for the other to remind her, and went to grab her documents. Then, with sparkling eyes, she asked, “Are we going now? To get married!”

Seeing her excitement, Song Qingyi’s gaze flickered with something strange for a moment before she nodded slowly. “Alright, let’s go.”

And so, Song Qingyi took Chu Ling by car to the civil affairs bureau.

It was a beautiful day, and the date was auspicious many couples had come to register their marriages.

The moment Chu Ling and Song Qingyi appeared, they drew quite a few glances, though Chu Ling assumed it was solely because Song Qingyi was too dazzling. Even in a crowd, she would undoubtedly be the most eye-catching. Of that, Chu Ling had no doubt.

They took a number and waited quietly for their turn. Throughout, Chu Ling kept sneaking glances to the side, Song Qingyi’s presence was too overwhelming to ignore.

Staring at the other’s face in a daze once more, Chu Ling couldn’t help but marvel, how could someone as stunning as Song Qingyi exist in this world?

And now, she was about to marry Song Qingyi?

Chu Ling jolted, glancing around the civil affairs bureau, suddenly feeling a flicker of clarity. But before she could fully snap out of it, Song Qingyi’s voice sounded beside her ear.

“It’s our turn, Chu Ling.”

Her thoughts were abruptly cut off by Song Qingyi’s words. Hearing the announcement from the service window calling their number repeatedly, Chu Ling couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency.

“Let’s hurry, or we’ll miss our turn.”

Song Qingyi smoothly took her hand, and before Chu Ling could react, she was already being led forward at a quicker pace.

They soon reached the window. Song Qingyi placed her documents on the counter but noticed Chu Ling hadn’t moved, so she turned to look at her.

Chu Ling was staring at her own hand in a daze, her mind filled with nothing but the thought, she was holding hands with the blogger sister she adored! She was officially the luckiest fan in the world!

Song Qingyi gently reminded her, “Chu Ling, your documents.”

As if waking from a dream, Chu Ling hurriedly handed hers over.

After the staff confirmed everything was in order, the two needed to take a photo for their marriage certificate. Since they had come in a rush, they had to take it on the spot.

The photographer kept urging them to move closer, then closer still, but Chu Ling already felt they were near enough, she could even catch the faint scent coming from Song Qingyi.

What was that fragrance? Laundry detergent? Perfume? It smelled so good.

Lost in her thoughts, Chu Ling instinctively followed the photographer’s instructions until their foreheads touched. She froze.

Before she could process it, the photographer told them to smile, so Chu Ling reflexively beamed.

The photo was captured in that instant.

The photographer studied the image, stroking his chin thoughtfully before remarking, “The photo looks nice, but it’s a bit, lacking warmth. Are you two really getting married of your own free will?”

Chu Ling didn’t react at all. Seeing this, Song Qingyi curled her lips into a smile, naturally taking Chu Ling’s hand in hers. The look in her eyes was laden with heavy affection.

The photographer paused, then laughed heartily. “Seems I spoke out of turn. Alright, we’re done here.”

Only then did Chu Ling snap out of it, but as soon as she regained her senses, she realized her hand was being held again.

Chu Ling looked down and saw that pale, slender hand. Her gaze traveled upward only to collide directly with the owner’s eyes.

How could she describe those eyes? Chu Ling felt dazed. They were swirling with emotions she couldn’t decipher, but before she could examine them closely, the depths had already returned to calm.

Yet Chu Ling’s brain short-circuited completely, with just one phrase flashing wildly across her mind:

She’s holding my hand again! Sister is holding my hand again!!!

Under repeated stimulation, Chu Ling’s thoughts became even more muddled.

It wasn’t until they’d gotten their red marriage certificates and Song Qingyi led her out of the civil affairs office that Chu Ling felt like she’d been transported to another world.

The glaring sun overhead shone brightly, the sudden rise in temperature finally bringing Chu Ling back to reality.

First, she looked down at their still-joined hands, then at the red booklet in her grasp.

Her sluggish brain slowly rebooted. Chu Ling suddenly looked up, finally realizing what she’d just done.

Married. She’d actually gotten married! And to the villain no less, a whirlwind marriage!

Oh no! She’d been led astray by beauty!

For a moment, Chu Ling’s pupils trembled in shock. The realization left her completely unsettled.

Song Qingyi noticed her expression but didn’t let go of her hand, leading her all the way to the car before slowly releasing her.

Chu Ling obediently let herself be led along. When their hands finally parted, she distinctly felt the brush of Song Qingyi’s fingertips against her palm, and an inexplicable sense of regret washed over her.

A flicker passed through Song Qingyi’s eyes. “Chu Ling! Now that we’re married, I hope you don’t mind me calling you by your name directly?”

Chu Ling shook her head blankly. “N-no, I don’t mind.”

Song Qingyi nodded calmly. “Good. You may call me by my name as well. Let’s get in the car, I’ll take you home.”

Chu Ling immediately forgot her earlier train of thought, simply following the other’s lead on instinct.

As the car drove back, Chu Ling became entirely absorbed in how she’d suddenly ended up married. The main question was…

How was she supposed to explain this sudden marriage to their mothers?

Countless thoughts swirled through Chu Ling’s mind, chaotic and unresolved, until the car came to a stop.

Song Qingyi seemed to be deep in thought. Her hands were beautiful pale, slender, with well-defined joints. Now they tapped lightly against the steering wheel, inexplicably drawing Chu Ling’s attention.

Her jumbled thoughts faded away as her vision became wholly occupied by that hand.

This was the same hand that had held hers earlier.

With every light tap, Chu Ling felt her heart skip a beat, suddenly restless.

Heat rose to Chu Ling’s cheeks. She forced herself to look away, refusing to focus on that beautiful hand any longer.

But then Song Qingyi’s voice sounded beside her ear.

“Chu Ling, I’ve given it some thought. Tomorrow, I’ll choose a time to visit our mothers and discuss future arrangements with them. What do you think?”

Chu Ling let out a dumbfounded “Ah?” before breaking out in a cold sweat.

Without informing either of their mothers, Chu Ling had impulsively gotten married in a flash. She could already imagine the scolding she’d receive from both parents, so she shook her head vigorously like a rattle-drum.

“Let’s not tell them for now. We can explain it to them later. I’m afraid my mom wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Song Qingyi’s eyes darkened slightly. After a brief silence, she met Chu Ling’s gaze and said slowly, “Chu Ling, are you planning to keep our marriage a secret?”

Chu Ling didn’t notice the look in her eyes, but the moment Song Qingyi said those words, a wave of guilt washed over her.

She lowered her head in shame, hesitating before replying, “I just, think it’s too sudden. We only met on a blind date yesterday, and today we’re already married. I… I’ll definitely get an earful!”

The mere thought of how Madam Chu Tong would react made Chu Ling shudder. Then, with an expectant look, she turned to the stunning woman beside her. “Sis Song Qingyi, can we just not tell them for now? Please?”

Unaware of how much she sounded like she was whining, Chu Ling didn’t notice the brief pause in Song Qingyi’s expression before she calmly replied, “Fine. We’ll talk about it later. But, according to our agreement, you’ll have to move in with me.”

At those words, Chu Ling’s head practically steamed.

This was way too intense for her. Living together meant she’d get to see her favorite blogger sister every single day but wasn’t that pushing her limits?

She patted her cheeks, forcing herself to sober up a little. “Okay, I’ll let my moms know when I get back. I’ll move in, tomorrow.”

Since she’d be busy with work in the coming days, her request to stay elsewhere probably wouldn’t raise suspicions.

Song Qingyi studied her expression before lowering her gaze. “Alright. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

“No need!”

For some reason, the moment those words left her mouth, Chu Ling felt a sudden chill. She rubbed her arms, wondering if the car’s AC was too strong, then realized she’d overreacted. “I mean. I don’t have much stuff. Just give me the address, and I’ll go there myself. No need to trouble you.”

Song Qingyi seemed like she wanted to say more but held back. Instead, she simply replied, “Fine. You can go back first.”

Chu Ling nodded, stepping out of the car in a daze, completely oblivious to the gaze that followed her from behind deep, restrained, like an abyss.

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