Daily Life of a Villain at Work [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: The Eleventh Day the Protagonist’s Heart Fluttered Wildly~

Since they were doing it anyway, they naturally had to continue until it was thoroughly satisfying and comfortable before stopping.

By the time Wen Qingyun, hooking her finger with Chu Ke’s, left the hotel to go shopping, it was already the afternoon of the 30th.

They had checked into the hotel in the early hours of the 28th, meaning they had stayed inside for two and a half days. At most, this was considered moderate pleasure; it had nothing to do with overindulgence.

During this time, Wen Qingyun was quite satisfied with Chu Ke’s performance, giving her a score of over 90.

Judging her to be technically competent and an excellent learner, Chu Ke was smoothly promoted from “intern girlfriend” to “official girlfriend.” Furthermore, the task progress had climbed significantly amidst Chu Ke’s many moments of flushed eyes, breaking past 95%.

For Wen Qingyun, completing the task was now merely a matter of time.

…

The outdoor temperature in the capital was below freezing. Less than three seconds after opening the car window, Wen Qingyun shut it tight and directed Xiao Si to drive straight toward a large commercial district.

The capital in the afternoon was many times livelier than in the early morning. Even in the high-priced underground parking lots, the remaining spaces were only in the double digits.

Wen Qingyun’s disguise remained the same: a bucket hat and a mask, covering most of her highly recognizable features. By this time, the new season of Deep in the Mountains had long since aired, and Chu Ke, as a former special guest, was practically invisible online, so she only wore a hat to match Wen Qingyun.

“Go try these on.” Wen Qingyun entered a light luxury brand store and began picking out clothes for Chu Ke.

“Okay.” Chu Ke obediently took the clothes and emerged from the fitting room a minute later.

Wen Qingyun looked her up and down, finding Chu Ke’s appearance more and more pleasing to the eye. Compared to Wen Qingyun’s striking beauty that could steal one’s soul at a glance, Chu Ke was the “slow-burn” type. At first glance, she seemed above average, but the more one looked, the more one realized her features had almost no flaws; everything was perfectly balanced.

Take the current Chu Ke: simple layers of black, white, and gray instantly elevated her inherent temperament. She looked cold and intellectual. If her gaze held a bit more detachment, she would be the quintessential “aloof beauty.”

“Not bad, looks very good.” Wen Qingyun was very satisfied. She leaned down and pressed her lips against her girlfriend’s cheek through her mask.

Chu Ke’s reddening ears were also beautiful. A shy, cold beauty was even more heart-stirring; it made Wen Qingyun want to bully her properly just to see her face turn even redder.

Unable to help reminiscing, Wen Qingyun’s gaze turned subtle, and the possessiveness in her eyes intensified.

“Try this set too.” Wen Qingyun took a step back and let the sales assistant bring another outfit.

“Okay.” Chu Ke suppressed the thrill in her heart—which was even stronger than her shyness—and obediently went to change.

Shopping can be addictive, especially when someone can pull off every single outfit. Wen Qingyun sat in that one shop for an entire hour, having Chu Ke change into more than ten different outfits.

“Pack these two sets; have the rest dry-cleaned and mailed.” When Qingyun waved her hand, buying every single item Chu Ke had tried on.

Before Chu Ke even emerged from the fitting room, Wen Qingyun swiped her bank card, giving Chu Ke no chance to refuse.

“Come, fill in your dormitory address here. Set the delivery for the afternoon of the 2nd when you’ll be there.” Wen Qingyun gestured to Chu Ke as she came out.

Chu Ke walked toward the counter, looking slightly puzzled. “Which ones did you buy?”

“I bought everything you tried, and I’ve already paid,” Wen Qingyun said preemptively. “This is a gift for my girlfriend. Only a girlfriend gets to receive this.”

That last sentence suppressed Chu Ke’s urge to pay for herself. She silently entered her address and contact info on the tablet.

The sales assistant, smiling throughout the process, didn’t change her professional attitude upon learning of the two customers’ relationship. She gently verified the information before putting the tablet away.

“These are the two sets packed for you. If there are any issues, you can contact us via the number on the receipt. If the size isn’t right once you get home, you can return for a free exchange.” The assistant beamed. “Would you two like to add our store’s WeChat? We send notifications for new arrivals and discounts.”

“Do you want to?” Wen Qingyun turned to Chu Ke.

“Thank you, but I don’t need it for now.” Chu Ke declined politely. More than ten outfits were enough to last her several winters. Even if there were new arrivals, she didn’t plan on buying more.

Since clothes were bought, shoes and bags naturally followed. Considering Chu Ke was a public servant, Wen Qingyun didn’t pick overly recognizable big brands, sticking instead to niche light luxury brands. They shopped straight through until dinner time.

Chu Ke failed in every attempt to decline. She felt a thrill because Wen Qingyun held her in such high regard, but she also felt a sense of inferiority and insecurity due to the massive gap between them. However, she masked it well, letting none of the negative emotions show on her face.

Dinner was at a place Wen Qingyun chose—an authentic old-fashioned hot pot restaurant with small private booths perfect for couples.

“Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. Is there anywhere you want to go?” Wen Qingyun asked, swishing a meat roll in the broth.

“Anywhere is fine.” Chu Ke didn’t have any specific ideas. Though it bordered on being “love-brained,” she truly felt that as long as she was with Wen Qingyun, she was satisfied. Having her girlfriend by her side for the New Year was enough.

“Hmm, I have three plans.” Wen Qingyun placed the cooked meat into Chu Ke’s bowl. “First: we switch to a hotel with a better view and watch the New Year concert while enjoying the fireworks from the window.”

“Second: we go to the countdown event and welcome the New Year with thousands of people.”

Wen Qingyun paused for three seconds. “Third: come home with me, have dinner with my mom and dad, and then we count down in my room.”

Chu Ke’s movement of putting meat into her mouth faltered for a second. Holding the meat with her chopsticks, she looked straight at Wen Qingyun, her voice laced with disbelief. “I… I’m going home with you?”

“Yeah. My mom has heard of you and even took the time to learn about you.” Wen Qingyun rested her chin on her chopsticks. “I told her a week ago. She likely told my dad too.”

“I told her I’d bring you back on New Year’s Day, but if we go back a day early for the countdown, they’d probably be quite happy.”

Wen Qingyun was very satisfied with Chu Ke and didn’t mind leading the girlfriend who had passed her “evaluation” to meet the parents.

After hearing this, Chu Ke froze like a wooden statue. Her lips moved, but she couldn’t squeeze out a single word. Being promoted from “intern” was surprising enough—how was she suddenly at the “meeting the parents” stage in just two days?

She wasn’t prepared at all! She didn’t even have an outfit ready! Was she supposed to wear what Wen Qingyun just bought her?

“I-Is it as a friend?” Chu Ke’s brain was misfiring.

“Hmm? Are we just friends?” Wen Qingyun raised an eyebrow.

“No, I mean… do your parents already know that you… you’re with me?” Chu Ke corrected herself quickly.

“Yes.” Wen Qingyun answered matter-of-factly. “I’ve already publicly stated I like a girl. How could I not tell my mom who I’m with?”

Chu Ke pursed her lips, feeling both extremely excited and extremely nervous. “Then… do I need to prepare anything? If I’m visiting elders, shouldn’t I prepare some gifts?”

“Hmm…” Wen Qingyun thought about it, then gave up. “My mom doesn’t lack anything. Everything she wants, she already has.”

“If you really want to prepare something, just make one of your signature dishes later. My mom’s tastes are similar to mine; she loves what I love.”

Chu Ke nodded slowly, memorizing this crucial point. “Then shall we go to the supermarket tomorrow? Buy some fresh ingredients before the visit?”

“Sure,” Wen Qingyun agreed.

With the thought of meeting the parents tomorrow, Chu Ke became visibly anxious, so much so that she even forgot to be shy. This displeased Wen Qingyun, who seized the moment to nip at Chu Ke’s neck, biting down and sucking.

By the time Wen Qingyun let go, there was a very clear mark on Chu Ke’s neck—so clear it looked more obvious than a fresh cupping mark. It was impossible to ignore.

“Don’t move.” Wen Qingyun sat on Chu Ke’s lap, issuing a command.

Chu Ke pursed her lips, so obedient that she even lightened her breathing. Wen Qingyun picked up her phone from the nightstand, adjusted it several times, and finally found the perfect angle.

Click, click. Two photos of the moist hickey were taken, fresh out of the oven and dripping with ambiguity. After admiring them, Wen Qingyun moved them to a private folder. Then, maintaining her dominant position, she pinned Chu Ke’s wrists to the pillow.

Chu Ke still didn’t dare move, looking up at Wen Qingyun with a flushed face, looking like a lamb for the slaughter. Wen Qingyun couldn’t help but let out a “rogue’s whistle” in her mind, finding this version of Chu Ke delicious and tempting.

But now wasn’t the time to feast. Her fingertips traced Chu Ke’s palm upward, and Wen Qingyun interlaced their fingers once more. She took three or four close-ups of their hands before finally letting Chu Ke go and sitting on the sofa.

“Chu Ke, you don’t mind if I post that last photo online, do you?” Wen Qingyun asked, applying a simple filter.

“I… I don’t mind.” Chu Ke slowly propped herself up.

Ten seconds later, Chu Ke’s phone on the nightstand chimed with a “Special Follow” notification. She picked it up to see an alert from Weibo.

[Ding-dong! The blogger you are specifically interested in has a new update. Click to view →]

Chu Ke swallowed. At the moment she tapped the screen, her heart beat like a drum.

[Wen Qingyun V: Me and my girlfriend [Image]]

【Front row! Hugs!】

【What! What! What am I seeing! I knew this day would come, but I didn’t know it would be so soon! Let me join this family! I’ll do anything!】

【Ahhh! It’s official! Big Sister has a partner! Waaaah, why isn’t it me!】

【Wow, what beautiful hands. Is the one on top Wen Qingyun’s?】

【Waaaah, I’m willing to be a concubine! Sister, look at me! I’ll bring my whole net worth to join!】

【Adjusts glasses. Am I the only one who noticed both sets of hands have no nails? So who’s on top?】

【Definitely Wen Qingyun. From this angle, it’s clearly her taking the photo. Her girlfriend and her hand are both underneath!】

【Who is it! Who is it! The theft of a wife is an irreconcilable feud! Argh! You have the nerve to be Wen Qingyun’s girlfriend, but you don’t have the nerve to fight me to the death? Come out! Come out right now!】

The first to arrive were, as usual, the screaming fans. However, since they had accepted a week ago that Wen Qingyun liked women and likely had a partner, the comments were entirely without malice. After all, who could refuse the love of someone as beautiful and talented as Wen Qingyun?

Chu Ke first looked at the photo of their interlaced fingers, then pursed her lips and opened the comments. Seeing the fans’ envy, jealousy, and “death threats” filled her with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Although the thought was a bit petty, she didn’t mind being envied by more people.

Seeing that Chu Ke was only busy being happy and had forgotten her anxiety about meeting the parents, Wen Qingyun tossed her phone aside, satisfied.

“It’s done. Let’s sleep.” Wen Qingyun hooked her arm around Chu Ke’s neck, tossing the other phone aside as well.

The lights went out, the blanket was pulled up, and together with the darkness came the warm breath and soft body of the person beside her. With their skin touching at zero distance, Chu Ke forgot her tension, letting other emotions fill her mind before slowly falling asleep in that familiar scent.

…

Wen Qingyun slept. Chu Ke slept. But Sister Xiao couldn’t sleep at all. On the night of December 30th, Sister Xiao was painfully yet happily managing the public opinion for her artist. It wasn’t until dawn the next day that she pulled the covers over her head and fell into a heavy sleep. She had to; she needed to monitor Chao Yuxin’s New Year stage later and had to catch some rest.

…

Leaving the supermarket, the anxiety Chu Ke had suppressed came rushing back, reaching its peak. Once the car stopped, she opened the door with trembling hands, her nervousness written all over her face.

Carrying the ingredients in one hand and held by Wen Qingyun in the other, Chu Ke followed behind Wen Qingyun like a timid little bride.

Wen Qingyun scanned her fingerprint to open the door. Finding no one in the living room, she led Chu Ke straight to the kitchen.

“Auntie Liu, this is my girlfriend, Chu Ke,” Wen Qingyun introduced. “Chu Ke, this is Auntie Liu. She’s been with our family since I was in my teens; she’s like my own aunt.”

“Auntie Liu,” Chu Ke followed suit, still incredibly nervous.

“Ah, what a good child.” After a brief moment of surprise, Auntie Liu accepted it quickly, showing a kind and amiable smile. “Are you eating at home later? I’ll cook whatever you like.”

Wen Qingyun: “Auntie Liu, we’re planning to make sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish tonight. Could you please help prepare the ingredients?”

“Of course, of course. I’ll take care of these.” Auntie Liu happily took the bags from Chu Ke.

Wen Qingyun: “Auntie Liu, is Mom home?”

Auntie Liu: “She is. She should be busy with her studies.”

Having successfully located her mother, Wen Qingyun led Chu Ke to the elevator and went straight to the third floor.

“Don’t worry, my mom is a very good person. She won’t make things difficult for you,” Wen Qingyun comforted her gently.

“Mhm.” Chu Ke nodded with difficulty. She had known for a long time that Ms. Wen Feishi was a good person, but that didn’t stop her from being nervous!

Knock, knock.

Wen Qingyun knocked on the study door.

“Come in.”

Wen Qingyun turned the handle and looked back before pushing the door open. Seeing Chu Ke still incredibly tense, Wen Qingyun felt a trace of helplessness and comforted her again softly, “Deep breath. Relax a little.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, before Chu Ke could even finish a deep breath, Wen Qingyun pushed the door open and pulled her girlfriend inside.

“Mom, I brought my girlfriend home to meet you. Are you surprised? Are you excited?” Wen Qingyun said with a grin, stepping aside to fully expose Chu Ke to her mother.

Ms. Wen instinctively looked up. In her almond eyes—the same as her daughter’s—Chu Ke’s reflection appeared. A girl standing ramrod straight, clearly very nervous, with a face that was pleasant to look at—clearly a “good child.”

“Hello, Auntie. I am Chu Ke,” Chu Ke said stiffly, her rehearsed speech completely forgotten.

“Hello. Have a seat.” A gentle smile appeared on Ms. Wen’s face as her gaze settled on her daughter. “Coming back today… Are you spending the countdown with us?”

“Yup. Staying with family for the New Year makes it more meaningful.” Wen Qingyun pulled Chu Ke to sit across from her mother and proactively began pouring tea.

“Mom, Chu Ke wanted to prepare a gift for you, but I said you don’t lack anything, so I didn’t let her buy anything.” Wen Qingyun handed the first cup to her mother.

“Indeed, it’s not necessary. It’s enough that you’re here.” Ms. Wen took the cup.

“But Chu Ke felt she had to show her sincerity at least, so we’re going to the kitchen to cook later. Let Mom taste our skills.” Wen Qingyun placed the second cup before Chu Ke and finally poured one for herself.

“That’s very thoughtful of you.” Ms. Wen smiled at the two of them. Her gaze caught the mark on Chu Ke’s neck, and her brow twitched slightly.

Ms. Wen: “When did you learn to cook? I haven’t heard about this.”

“Just these past few days. Your daughter’s learning ability is excellent.” Wen Qingyun hummed. “Just you wait and see, Mom.”

“Alright, I’ll wait.” Ms. Wen blew on her tea and took a small sip. Without a word, she already understood who held the initiative in this relationship.

“Chu Ke, let’s introduce ourselves formally. I am Wen Feishi, Wen Qingyun’s mother.” Ms. Wen set her cup down and extended her hand.

Chu Ke stood up abruptly, bowed, and shook Ms. Wen’s hand, repeating, “Hello, I am Chu Ke.”

“Relax. Treat me as an ordinary elder; don’t be so formal.” Ms. Wen was amused, suddenly understanding why her daughter had brought Chu Ke home.

“Okay.” Chu Ke wanted to curl her toes into the floor. After slowly sitting back down, she lowered her head to inspect her teacup.

Argh, this is so embarrassing! Why do I look like such a greenhorn who knows nothing? I can handle county leaders calmly! Chu Ke screamed internally, but externally she maintained her serious look, even trying to keep a standard smile on her face.

“How many days are you staying?” Ms. Wen thoughtfully began chatting with her daughter.

Wen Qingyun hummed. “Probably just two days. Chu Ke starts work on the 2nd. After I see her off at the airport, I’ll stop by the studio. I’ll probably stay nearby for a few days to check the accounts and prepare year-end bonuses for the staff.”

“Speaking of which, isn’t the Red Stone Group’s annual meeting coming up? Do you need a celebrity like me to make an appearance?”

Ms. Wen: “For free?”

Wen Qingyun’s finger traced the rim of her cup. She gave a little laugh. “For Mom, of course it’s free. But if Mom is willing to pay me a few million as an appearance fee, I wouldn’t mind at all—I’d become a very cheerful little girl.”

Ms. Wen gave her daughter a mock glare. “If you appear as my assistant and help me hand out a few awards, I’ll pay you five million.”

“Really?” Wen Qingyun’s finger stopped moving.

“No.” Ms. Wen said with a straight face.

“Then it’s a deal. Five million for my appearance. I’ll perform well and won’t embarrass you, Mom.” Wen Qingyun agreed immediately. “Just transfer the money to my account. Same card as before.”

The tone and posture between Wen Qingyun and her mother were very relaxed. After listening for a while, Chu Ke’s previous tension gradually dissipated. Her perception of Ms. Wen Feishi shifted from a high-status patriotic entrepreneur to her girlfriend’s mother—an elder with immense approachable charm.

“Does it take long for Chu Ke to get back to Anshan County from the capital?” Noticing Chu Ke was less nervous, Ms. Wen turned the conversation toward her.

“It’s okay. After the flight, I just take a bus,” Chu Ke replied.

Ms. Wen nodded. Most impoverished areas didn’t have direct high-speed rail, and train routes weren’t widespread. “It’s not easy to come all this way. Next time, stay a few more days and spend the Lunar New Year with us. It’s more lively with more people.”

Chu Ke blinked rapidly, suppressing a sudden urge to cry. “Mhm, okay.”

After staying in the study for half an hour, Wen Qingyun led her girlfriend out, leaning down to kiss her cheek comfortingly.

“See? My mom is easy to get along with, isn’t she?” Wen Qingyun asked.

Chu Ke’s voice was a bit muffled. “Mhm. Auntie is a very good person.”

“Let’s go. Show off your cooking. We made these two dishes together—don’t embarrass me.” Wen Qingyun said with a smile, ignoring the slight redness in the corners of Chu Ke’s eyes.

Feeling long-lost familial affection did indeed make one want to cry. As a thoughtful girlfriend, she decided not to bully her too hard.

…

Wen Qingyun’s father didn’t get home from the company until 6:00 PM, just in time for dinner. Regarding the girlfriend his daughter brought home, his father was accepting, gentle, and warm. Compared to his daughter being seduced by some ignorant brat, he preferred her bringing an extra person home.

Ever since the last time Wen Qingyun ate at the dormitory, Chu Ke had been practicing her cooking. While she couldn’t say every dish was as good as a professional chef’s, she was confident that her signature dishes were just as good.

Both parents expressed great approval of Chu Ke and Wen Qingyun’s cooking. The Wen family didn’t have any strict “no talking at the table” rules; they chatted about whatever came to mind, and the atmosphere was excellent.

After dinner, Wen Qingyun took her girlfriend to the second-floor bedroom to watch the New Year concert starting at 8:00 PM.

“Don’t we need to be with Auntie and Uncle?” Chu Ke asked.

“It’s fine. Mom has her own plans; we don’t disturb each other.” Wen Qingyun set a fruit plate on the coffee table, sat beside her girlfriend, and naturally wrapped an arm around her waist.

Wen Qingyun: “Do you know about my studio?”

Chu Ke: “Mhm. Good Wind Studio.”

“Correct.” Wen Qingyun gave her girlfriend a peck. “Then do you know who I signed?”

Chu Ke’s ears turned red. “Mhm. Chao Yuxin.”

“Correct again~” Wen Qingyun pecked her again. “Do you know her?”

The corners of Chu Ke’s mouth lifted slightly. “I know. Chao Yuxin is the female lead of Green Bamboo, and you are the third female lead. You spoke up for her when she was trending.”

“Oh? You know that too?” Wen Qingyun peeked at Chu Ke’s face, trying to catch a trace of jealousy.

Oh well, I didn’t find any. But that didn’t stop her from kissing her girlfriend.