Help! Please Take the Heroine Away [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 34.2

After all, the Xie family had gone bankrupt, leaving countless creditors, and Ye Qingyu’s intervention had long been the talk of their social circle. Then, just a few days ago, news spread that Ye Qingyu had given Xie Mingyao shares in the company.

Shares in the Ye Corporation, worth billions in annual profits. Countless people wondered what incredible luck Xie Mingyao had to receive such a fortune. Even in marriages, prenuptial agreements were standard, with legal teams ensuring protection.

If Xie Mingyao hadn’t been hiding at home, she probably would’ve been swarmed by opportunists the moment she stepped outside. The same went for Ye Qingyu people would fake accidents on the street or at her company, all hoping to become the next Xie Mingyao. Even if they couldn’t, they’d settle for mansions, luxury cars, or money.

Xie Mingyao nodded gloomily.

“She really treated you well. With that much money, you could never spend it all, no matter how extravagantly you lived.” Misinterpreting Xie Mingyao’s melancholy as post-breakup heartache, Zhou Ruohan gently comforted her.

Xie Mingyao thought sadly, But I can’t take all that money to another world. What matters most is happiness.

But she couldn’t say that out loud. Instead, she drowned her sorrows in glass after glass of alcohol. Zhou Ruohan couldn’t stop her and could only watch helplessly as Xie Mingyao got drunk, eventually calling Ye Qingyu.

“How is she?”

The call was answered almost instantly. Zhou Ruohan thought to herself family, who would have guessed that the CEO of the Ye Group would pick up her call in a split second?

Zhou Ruohan cleared her throat lightly and said, “President Ye, Mingyao-jie is drunk. I think she likes you too. She’s in a really bad state today, her mood is terrible.”

Ye Qingyu remained silent.

How could she possibly like her? It must be because of Zhou Yanfeng’s manipulation and despicable actions. More likely, it was the sorrow of not being able to find Zhou Yanfeng.

The Zhou family had already been forced abroad by her, which was why she was willing to let Xie Mingyao leave. Otherwise, no matter how much she gave, Zhou Yanfeng would have found a way to swindle it away. Money was one thing, but if Zhou Yanfeng used Xie Mingyao to hurt her in retaliation, the trouble would be far greater.

“I see.”

After uttering those heavy words, the call was abruptly ended. Zhou Ruohan was somewhat puzzled, what did Ye Qingyu mean by that?

She “sees”? So is she coming or not?

In the office.

Ye Qingyu, having hung up the phone, grabbed the suit jacket draped over the back of her office chair, slipping it on as she strode out.

The private car sped through the night like lightning, cutting through the darkness with astonishing speed.

By the time she arrived at the club, Xie Mingyao was already thoroughly drunk, sprawled across the sofa in the private room. Zhou Ruohan was also quite tipsy but still relatively sober.

After sending Zhou Ruohan away, Ye Qingyu gazed at Xie Mingyao, who was leaning against the back of the sofa.

Her already radiant face was now flushed, enhancing her allure as if dusted with a faint layer of rouge. Her plump lips were slightly parted, the delicate bow of her upper lip slightly raised, as if silently begging for a kiss.

Ye Qingyu’s eyes churned with deep longing and unspoken desire. After staring obsessively for a long while, she could no longer suppress the yearning in her heart and inched closer.

The faint scent of alcohol mingled with the young woman’s subtle rose fragrance, like a ripe fruit, one gentle press would release the sweetest nectar within.

She restrained the urge to claim, afraid that if she truly kissed her, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from taking her away and hiding her.

“Why… can’t you like me even a little?” Ye Qingyu’s voice was hoarse, her dark eyes misting over.

The young woman’s lashes fluttered slightly as she slowly opened her beautiful, ink-black eyes. Ye Qingyu’s heart clenched instinctively, wanting to hide, but Xie Mingyao’s gaze was unfocused and dazed, she didn’t seem to recognize her at all.

Tilting her head, Xie Mingyao studied her quietly for a moment before reaching out a hand to caress her cheek.

Ye Qingyu froze for a second before instinctively leaning in to make it easier for her. But the moment Xie Mingyao’s fingers touched her face, Ye Qingyu snapped back to reality.

She must have mistaken her for Zhou Yanfeng again, right?

Slender fingers traced over Ye Qingyu’s features, tender and lingering, as if touching something precious. Xie Mingyao’s slightly parted lips formed three words, indistinct and whisper-soft.

But even without straining to hear, Ye Qingyu could guess it was Zhou Yanfeng’s name, so she had no intention of leaning in to listen.

Yet the next second, she saw Xie Mingyao’s body suddenly shudder violently. Her rosy cheeks turned deathly pale as a mechanical voice echoed in her consciousness.

[Host, please note: Your current actions violate the established character settings. Electric shock punishment for 15 minutes. Please be mindful next time.]

“A-Yao, what’s wrong?” Ye Qingyu’s heart lurched as she pulled Xie Mingyao into her arms.

Excessive electric currents surged through her body again and again. Xie Mingyao convulsed violently, her face twisted in pain as she clenched her teeth tightly. Yet, despite her efforts, agonized moans still escaped her lips.

Ye Qingyu swiftly carried the person in her arms out of the private room, her trembling hands betraying her fear.

The woman in her arms had bitten through her lower lip, blood trickling down, while cold sweat drenched her clothes. This scene reminded Ye Qingyu of that sudden episode back in school just as unexpected and terrifying.

By the time they rushed to the hospital, Xie Mingyao had already lost consciousness. Fortunately, her convulsions had stopped, but even in sleep, her brows remained tightly furrowed, restless and uneasy.

Ye Qingyu described Xie Mingyao’s condition to the doctors, but after a series of tests, they found nothing wrong, only that her body was somewhat weak.

Standing by the hospital bed, Ye Qingyu watched the still-sleeping Xie Mingyao with deep concern, utterly baffled.

What was going on? Why couldn’t they find anything?

Her phone suddenly rang. Worried it might wake Xie Mingyao, Ye Qingyu immediately hung up. But the caller, persistent for some reason, kept dialing back repeatedly.

Annoyed, Ye Qingyu stood up and stepped outside the ward.

It was Secretary Han, informing her that Zhou Yanfeng wanted to meet. In her current mood, Ye Qingyu had no interest in seeing a powerless, defeated man. She dismissed the request indifferently and ended the call.

The next day, when Xie Mingyao finally woke up, her first reaction was to scold the system for its harsh treatment.

System: You violated the rules. You shouldn’t have called the female lead’s name while drunk.

Xie Mingyao retorted defiantly, Didn’t you say I have Stockholm Syndrome?

System: But the main system didn’t approve.

Xie Mingyao pressed further, Then why didn’t the main system electrocute me those days I stayed home feeling down and disconnected?

System: Because the female lead told you the male lead was using you and even planned to do something terrible to you. Your sadness was understandable.

Xie Mingyao: Got it, got it. Seems there are other loopholes to exploit.

Having discovered a flaw, Xie Mingyao’s mood improved despite the electric shocks. It lifted even more when she turned to see Ye Qingyu asleep by her bedside.

The female lead stayed with me all night!!

Xie Mingyao reached out, eager to touch Ye Qingyu after days of separation. But the moment her fingertips brushed against her, Ye Qingyu suddenly lifted her head.

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