After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 35.3

Chu Ling inhaled sharply, barely registering what Ye Zhiyin was saying as she shifted her gaze slightly.

A figure as if sculpted from frost and snow stood quietly beside Ye Zhiyin, her eyes utterly devoid of emotion, showing only the faintest flicker when she looked at Ye Zhiyin.

A breathtakingly cold beauty.

With the surname Qin and accompanying the female lead Ye Zhiyin, who else could it be?

What a coincidence. If she hadn’t left the house, it would’ve been fine, but the moment she did, she ran into the female lead!

Two of them, no less.

Chu Ling regretted everything. Now she was face-to-face with the female leads, and she felt a wave of nervousness. She forced a dry laugh. “Miss Ye, what a coincidence. Are you here to discuss something with Song Qingyi? Well, she asked me to deliver a file, why don’t you take it up to her when you go?”

Ye Zhiyin’s eyes flickered, her peripheral glance catching the uneasy expressions of the two receptionists. She seemed to vaguely understand what had happened.

Her smile widened. “Oh, if Qingyi asked you to deliver it, then of course you should take it up yourself. It wouldn’t be right for me to do it. What if it’s confidential? Aren’t you afraid I might peek at it on the way? We’re actually competing on a project right now.”

Chu Ling froze, not having considered this angle, and found herself momentarily at a loss.

Before she could decide, Ye Zhiyin stepped forward with a bright smile and took her hand. “Alright, no need to overthink it. Let’s just go up together. Qingyi’s probably been waiting a while. Oh, right she seems to have a last-minute meeting. We can wait for her upstairs.”

Chu Ling hesitated, but before she could respond, Ye Zhiyin was already pulling her along.

The two receptionists wore strained smiles as they swiped open the security gate without a single question.

Ye Zhiyin seemed very familiar with the place, asking the receptionist for an elevator keycard to return later.

The receptionist handed it over without protest, their attitude exceedingly polite.

The elevator they took had no one else waiting clearly reserved for the company’s top executives.

Chu Ling felt a twinge of emotion, along with an inexplicable sensation.

Of course, Ye Zhiyin was different. She must come here often to see Song Qingyi.

That’s why the employees trusted her so much, not even bothering to question her.

Thanks to the two beside her, Chu Ling got to experience special treatment too.

It didn’t feel particularly special just oddly uncomfortable.

A cannon-fodder character sharing space with the female leads? No wonder it felt unbearable.

She’d just deliver the file and leave. Song Qingyi was busy anyway, and Chu Ling would only, be in the way.

Now, any thought of watching the drama had vanished. All she wanted was to go back as soon as possible.

This was supposed to be a historic meeting between the two female leads and the antagonist, it should’ve been thrilling. But Chu Ling just couldn’t muster any excitement.

If the plot were to unfold as intended, the two parties hadn’t turned against each other yet. Qin Xinran and Song Qingyi still had cooperative dealings, with Ye Zhiyin acting as the bridge between them.

Thanks to Ye Zhiyin’s mediation, the relationship between Song Qingyi and Qin Xinran wasn’t so strained in the early stages.

By the mid-stage, the ambiguous relationship between Qin Xinran and Ye Zhiyin was only a thin layer of paper away from being exposed.

It was at this exact moment that Qin Xinran discovered Song Qingyi also harbored the same feelings for Ye Zhiyin and worse, she realized that some of the misunderstandings between her and Ye Zhiyin had been deliberately orchestrated by Song Qingyi.

Thus, their relationship gradually deteriorated, and Ye Zhiyin, too, went from disbelief to silent resignation, ultimately becoming disillusioned with Song Qingyi.

The female leads naturally had a happy ending, but as for the cannon-fodder character and the antagonist Song Qingyi, their fates were far from favorable.

She (Chu Ling) was a minor cannon-fodder character who met her demise early on, while Song Qingyi, Chu Ling didn’t know the exact details, only piecing together some spoilers from the comment section was said to have “fallen into the dust.”

That must have been a later development, but Chu Ling hadn’t read further and had no idea how things had escalated to that point.

Now, recalling it all and knowing Song Qingyi’s eventual fate, Chu Ling felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart.

She didn’t want Song Qingyi to end up like that.

Someone so radiant, if she truly became like that in the later stages, Chu Ling simply couldn’t accept it.

Human hearts are biased, and Chu Ling couldn’t deny that hers now leaned toward Song Qingyi.

The elevator chimed softly, signaling their arrival at the floor and pulling Chu Ling back to reality.

Stepping out, she found herself in a spacious open-plan office. The elevator exit faced a work area, its glass walls covered with privacy film, obscuring the interior. But Chu Ling could see the sign on the door:

Secretarial Department.

Someone noticed their arrival and hurried over enthusiastically, saying, “President Qin, Miss Ye, you’re here! President Song is still in a meeting. I—”

Ye Zhiyin glanced at Qin Xinran and smiled. “It’s fine. President Qin and I will wait for her in the reception room.”

The secretary nodded, about to lead the way when she noticed Chu Ling behind them and hesitated, confusion flickering across her face.

“Is this lady with the two of you?”

Ye Zhiyin let out an “Ah!” and said, “Actually, you should go inform Qingyi. Tell her Miss Chu is here.”

The secretary froze, unsure of who this “Miss Chu” was or what her status might be, and hesitated.

Everyone knew what kind of temper President Song had. She was afraid that barging in like this might lead to repercussions later, what a nightmare that would be.

Chu Ling sensed her dilemma and quickly interjected, “No need. Since she’s in a meeting, I can just leave the documents with you. These are the files she asked for. Once the meeting’s over, you can pass them to her.”

Not seeing Song Qingyi in person and only catching fragments of conversation further reinforced just how busy Song Qingyi was.

Of course, managing such a large company, it would be strange if she weren’t busy.

Chu Ling didn’t want to cause her any trouble, so she figured handing the documents to the secretary and leaving would suffice.

But the moment she spoke, the secretary’s expression cleared in realization, tinged with regret. “Oh! So you’re the one President Song told me to wait for! I’m so sorry, there was an unexpected situation earlier, and I got too busy to inform the front desk. My apologies, Miss Chu!”

The secretary felt as if the sky were about to fall. Normally, this kind of task wasn’t her responsibility, but her colleague had suddenly been called away on urgent business, leaving her to take over.

She had intended to inform the front desk right away, but one person after another came to see her. Overwhelmed and flustered, she completely forgot about it. Now that the person had arrived, her heart sank with dread.

At first glance, it was clear that this Miss Chu had been brought up by President Qin and Miss Ye, which meant the three of them knew each other.

The fact that she hadn’t informed the front desk suggested the receptionist had stopped her.

A work mistake.

Just thinking about it made the secretary feel like her career was about to end.

She wiped away cold sweat and apologized repeatedly.

Chu Ling waved her hand, her face full of understanding. “Ah! I get it, no worries. So, about this document…”

The secretary looked at her in horror, and Chu Ling froze, confused.

Realizing her reaction was inappropriate, the secretary quickly tried to recover. “It’s like this President Song instructed that once you arrived, you should wait for her in her office.”

Chu Ling hesitated for a second. “Can’t you just hand the document to her?”

The secretary’s horror doubled.

Chu Ling understood perhaps the document was so important that no one dared to take responsibility for it.

Sigh. And here she thought she could just drop it off and leave.

“Alright, I’ll wait for her then.”

Seeing that the two had settled the matter, Ye Zhiyin smiled and waved. “Let’s hang out sometime, Chu Ling! President Qin and I will head off first.”

Chu Ling hadn’t expected an invitation, let alone the sudden shift from the polite “Miss Chu” to just “Chu Ling.”

She hesitated, carefully considering for a second before deciding it was probably just a casual remark. She nodded. “Sure, you two go ahead.”

Ye Zhiyin chuckled, took a few steps away, then suddenly turned back, pulling out her phone to the friend-request screen. “Oh, I almost forgot! Let’s add each other!”

Chu Ling: “…”

Wait, what? She’d been trying to avoid this, why was the female lead coming at her like this?!

Her mind screamed, Help me, help me! But the moment she met Ye Zhiyin’s sparkling eyes, the words of refusal stuck in her throat.

“Oh, okay.”

She pulled out her phone stiffly and scanned Ye Zhiyin’s code.

Staring at the new contact on her screen and the notification in the chat, You’ve added Ye Ye Ye. Start chatting now!, Chu Ling felt an inexplicable sense of surrealism.

This plot… seems to be a bit wrong.

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