After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 31.1

Chu Ling hadn’t expected that the other person would deliberately set aside an entire day to accompany her home.

Although it was at her family’s invitation, she truly hadn’t anticipated such a gesture of goodwill.

Chu Ling wasn’t foolish, she certainly didn’t believe that Song Qingyi had originally planned for tomorrow to be a rest day. After all, she knew better than anyone just how busy the woman had been lately.

Perhaps it was to spare her any psychological burden? That’s why she claimed tomorrow was free…

The more she thought about it, the guiltier Chu Ling felt.

Taking a day off would likely double Song Qingyi’s workload later, not to mention disrupt her work rhythm. Just imagining it was enough to give Chu Ling a headache.

If her initial reluctance had been purely out of awkwardness, now she genuinely didn’t want to trouble Song Qingyi anymore.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke up. “Song Qingyi, if you’re really too busy, you don’t have to come. I can explain it to my mom and the others, they’ll definitely understand.”

Her expression was utterly sincere, as if she truly had Song Qingyi’s best interests at heart.

But Song Qingyi didn’t see it that way. All she perceived was Chu Ling’s unwillingness, her excuses to keep her from tagging along.

At first, Song Qingyi had been amused, enjoying the sight of Chu Ling’s flustered demeanor. But upon sensing her attitude, her gaze gradually turned frosty.

She stared at Chu Ling and asked, enunciating each word, “Chu Ling, in your eyes, am I some kind of disgraceful existence?”

The question stunned Chu Ling, leaving her frozen in place for a long moment, unable to react.

Song Qingyi’s eyes only grew colder.

The chill in that gaze jolted Chu Ling back to her senses, and she hurried to explain, “No! I never said you were disgraceful! I just thought you’ve been so busy lately, and I didn’t want you to delay important work over something so trivial. I was worried you’d find it too troublesome…”

For some reason, the more she explained, the icier Song Qingyi’s expression became, until Chu Ling could no longer continue.

If looks could kill, she was certain she’d already be riddled with arrows.

Flustered, Chu Ling lowered her head under that piercing gaze, wishing she could bury herself like an ostrich.

Seeing her like this only stoked the fire in Song Qingyi’s heart.

Her emotions were always easily stirred by Chu Ling something that hadn’t happened in a long time.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t noticed Chu Ling’s little thoughts. The other woman’s attempts at concealment were far too clumsy.

Lately, she had often seemed distracted, looking at Song Qingyi as if she wanted to say something but held back. Song Qingyi hadn’t pressed, assuming Chu Ling would eventually speak up.

When she received the invitation, Song Qingyi had to admit she was pleased.

But realizing that Chu Ling genuinely didn’t want her to come and that her excuses were so poorly crafted made Song Qingyi’s heart twist. Anger surged uncontrollably.

Only with Chu Ling did she constantly hit walls, feeling powerless.

Song Qingyi had always believed herself to be emotionally resilient. Running a company meant countless eyes watching her, waiting for the slightest misstep to exploit.

Everyone wanted to see her fail, to witness her stumble, to tear a piece of flesh from her.

So she had long since learned to mask her emotions. As for being called the “Grim Reaper” behind her back, she was well aware, but it didn’t bother her.

Yet, whenever she faced Chu Ling, her supposedly solid defenses always crumbled effortlessly. Just a few words from Chu Ling could make her angry, make her lose control.

Song Qingyi should have hated this loss of control, but the one who caused it was Chu Ling, leaving her feeling powerless.

Especially when she realized her emotions had frightened Chu Ling again.

Song Qingyi forced herself to calm down, smoothing her expression before speaking slowly, “I don’t think it’s a waste of time. This matter is settled tomorrow, I’ll go back with you.”

After saying this, Song Qingyi stood up, pausing briefly as she prepared to leave for her room.

Without turning back, her voice carried clearly across the room.

“Chu Ling, I hope you remember that we’re already married. I agreed to give you time before, but that doesn’t mean I’ll wait forever. Our relationship will be made public eventually, that’s part of the contract.”

As she spoke these words, Song Qingyi didn’t dare look at Chu Ling’s expression.

She couldn’t help it. Deep down, she wanted to pull Chu Ling closer, yet all she could do was remind her in this way, that they had already registered their marriage, that they were legally bound.

So couldn’t she, stop drawing such clear lines between them?

But Song Qingyi would never know that every one of her reminders sounded like warnings to Chu Ling.

They were telling her not to forget their contractual relationship that once the contract was signed, she had to comply, or else she’d be in breach.

Unable to stay any longer, Song Qingyi retreated to her room.

Left alone at the dining table, Chu Ling sat in silence, lost in thought.

Had she gone too far? She had agreed to the marriage of convenience, yet she kept making excuses, afraid to tell their mothers.

And Song Qingyi hadn’t even gotten angry, she had allowed her time to prepare.

But…

Chu Ling didn’t actually want to tell their mothers.

Marriage was a significant matter for anyone, yet she had recklessly given in to temptation and secretly registered with Song Qingyi.

If not for that, she wouldn’t be tangled in these troubles now.

Chu Ling just felt it wasn’t right.

Before, she had always been alone, ever since childhood. But after coming here, she had gained two mothers who loved her.

Yet this was the world of a book.

What if?

She couldn’t stop thinking, what if one day she inexplicably returned to her original world? How would she clean up this mess then?

Succumbing to Song Qingyi’s persuasion and hastily marrying her was already an outrageous move. Should she really make things even more irreversible?

Chu Ling didn’t want that. She always felt she didn’t belong here because she was acutely aware this was a fictional world, she kept herself at a distance, maintaining some detachment from everyone here.

Chu Ling felt like an outsider who had stumbled into this world, unable to truly integrate.

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