Take Away My Sickly Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25

Before being captured by Ye Wuming, Cheng Ye had imagined many scenarios of Chen Jiyu’s revenge death, gore, and cruelty but she never imagined it would be this humiliating.

She looked at her aging, wooden parents in disbelief. They were only in their early fifties, yet they looked like people on the verge of death, unsure of what to even say upon seeing their only daughter.

For a moment, the atmosphere was stiff, and they stood in mutual silence.

Cheng Ye’s pupils contracted as she clenched her fists. Her thin lips parted and closed several times before she finally managed a hoarse rasp: “Why? Why are you here?!”

Why are they still alive?!

Hua Lingling had clearly told her that her parents had been murdered by Chen Jiyu, who was driven by greed for the half-share of the Chen Corporation they held.

At first, Cheng Ye hadn’t believed it. But as Hua Lingling laid out piece after piece of evidence before her, she began to waver.

It wasn’t until she investigated personally and “discovered” the truth that Chen Jiyu had indeed murdered her parents and kept her at the Chen Corporation out of a guilty conscience that she was convinced.

It was called “taking care of her,” but in reality, wasn’t it just an attempt to raise a loyal slave?

How laughable that she had been genuinely kind to her own enemy!

During her darkest hours, it was Hua Lingling who had supported her, and Hua Lingling who had revealed the “truth.” Thus, Cheng Ye swore to be good to her and vowed never to leave her side.

But now, the parents she thought were dead… appeared right before her eyes?

Cheng Ye’s mind was in a state of chaos.

Her instinct was to call Chen Jiyu whether to seek help or to demand answers, she needed the real truth!

But as she searched her pockets, she suddenly turned her head to see the person leaning outside the window, twirling Cheng Ye’s phone in one hand while smiling at her.

She felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head; even her blood seemed to freeze.

There would be no chance…

This woman, who considered herself Chen Jiyu’s lover, never intended to let her go from the start. Having entered this place, she had no choice other than to “reunite” with her parents.

The same fate repeated itself for Hua Lingling. Right after Ye Wuming sent Cheng Ye inside, Hua Lingling was brought in on her heels.

For someone like Cheng Ye, there was no punishment more painful than her own regret.

Of course, even though Cheng Ye had been miserably deceived by Hua Lingling, Ye Wuming felt no sympathy for her.

Back then, if she had only asked Jiyu where her parents were or what the truth was if she had asked even once—Jiyu would not have hidden anything from her.

Since she chose to abandon her trust in Jiyu, she shouldn’t expect to be taken back now.

Ye Wuming would not give her that chance.

Dealing with Hua Lingling was even simpler. She always felt superior, likely due to the confidence her mysterious methods gave her. But conceited people are often the easiest to handle.

Until the moment the mission failed, Hua Lingling didn’t understand how Chen Jiyu had learned of her plans.

Unlike before, when Hua Lingling would use many people to deal with Chen Jiyu, this time, to ensure the plan’s success, the theft of the Chen Corporation’s data was handled entirely by the System.

To achieve this, she had even mortgaged her soul to the System!

She couldn’t understand how the System, acting personally, could leave such a massive flaw.

When Hua Lingling’s failure was announced, the System, which had already abandoned her and fled, was waiting outside the small world, ready to collect her soul.

It had even created a prophetic dream for Chen Jiyu just to ensure the host’s soul remained intact and wouldn’t be destroyed by the Protagonist.

Who would have thought that after the mission failed, the Child of Fortune of this world would suddenly appear and interfere with its collection of the soul?

It was quite a headache.

Indeed, from the very beginning, the System never intended to properly assist Hua Lingling in completing the mission. In a newly developed cluster of small worlds, the first batch of systems and hosts sent out were merely cannon fodder.

Rather than wholeheartedly completing the mission, it was better to find ways to reap benefits for itself. Unfortunately, these naive newcomers entering the Transmigration Bureau didn’t understand this logic, and the System felt no pressure in exploiting her.

The Protagonist of this world was indeed Cheng Ye, but the Child of Fortune was Ye Wuming. Without Ye Wuming’s help, even as the Protagonist, Cheng Ye would struggle to achieve anything significant.

And to gain Ye Wuming’s assistance, Chen Jiyu was the unavoidable bridge.

Regrettably, its new host had played a winning hand terribly.

Her biggest mistake was making an enemy of Chen Jiyu.

A Child of Fortune, whom even the System had to avoid, was not something an external soul could go head-to-head with.

The world’s fortune was tied entirely to Ye Wuming; she was the darling of the entire world.

Hua Lingling, having been cheated by the System, finally realized the truth. Especially after learning that Cheng Ye had also been sent in by Ye Wuming, it dawned on her that the System had never specified whether the Protagonist and the Child of Fortune were the same person.

Coming to her senses, Hua Lingling suddenly began to shiver, her teeth chattering with terror.

From the start, the System never intended to help her. Knowing she would fail, it continued to lend her power until she was unable to repay it and had to mortgage her soul!

That damned System it was a liar!

“Don’t you want to know why I wanted to deal with Chen Jiyu?” Hua Lingling shivered unconsciously, hugging her shoulders, but an intense hatred rose in her eyes.

“Help me deal with a traitor, and I’ll tell you everything!”

Leaning against the wall, Ye Wuming’s eyes darkened at those words.

Even at this point, Hua Lingling had the nerve to make demands. She seemed very confident that the secret she guarded was valuable.

After a moment, Ye Wuming’s indifferent voice rang out slowly.

“You’d better not disappoint me.”

Later, Chen Jiyu was unaware of how Hua Lingling and Cheng Ye were handled, or their reactions to their failure.

Because “Little President Ye” wouldn’t let her get involved in those matters.

On the day Hua Lingling was sent away, Little President Ye went along. When she returned home, she seemed completely off.

“What’s wrong?”

Stroking the fluffy head buried in her lap, Chen Jiyu’s gentle voice carried inevitable concern. “Unhappy?”

Ye Wuming held her older lover’s legs with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist, resting her chin on the soft fabric of her lap to feel her warmth and scent.

But even with the fragrance of her lover filling her nose, she couldn’t suppress the rising anger and violence in her heart.

When Hua Lingling was captured, her mental state was very unstable, muttering nonsense about dealing with a traitor.

At first, Ye Wuming thought she was dealing with a person, but later she discovered it was a bizarre entity that shouldn’t exist.

That thing was called a “System” by Hua Lingling, and Hua Lingling herself was called a “Host.” As for the people of this world, they were referred to as “natives of a lower world” and “lambs to be slaughtered.”

“As long as the Protagonist Cheng Ye doesn’t die, Chen Jiyu will never have peace. I am but one of many hosts; even if I fail and am erased, others will be sent.”

“You can defeat one Hua Lingling, but can you defeat hundreds or thousands of them?”

Before using Ye Wuming’s fortune to suppress the System and go down in a mutual destruction, Hua Lingling “kindly” warned Ye Wuming.

“I advise you, if you want to protect Chen Jiyu, you’d better kill the Protagonist of this world.”

They say a person’s words are kind when death is near.

Ye Wuming looked coldly at the seemingly well-meaning Hua Lingling, sneering in her heart. Even at this juncture, she didn’t forget to scheme against others.

No matter how incompetent Cheng Ye was, she was still Chen Jiyu’s blood relative. Ye Wuming could beat Cheng Ye up to vent her lover’s anger, but she could never take her life.

Jiyu was looking for a partner for life, not a murderer who belonged in prison.

“You don’t believe me?” Seeing her scheme fail, Hua Lingling’s smile turned grotesque, cursing her with hatred. “I’ll be waiting for Chen Jiyu down below! You can’t protect her; you can’t protect her forever!”

Hua Lingling’s curses and rants eventually vanished in the struggle with the System, but there was no denying those words had angered Ye Wuming to the extreme.

So, she took a step back first, leaving the range where she could suppress the System. This forced Hua Lingling, who could have used a newcomer protection item to destroy the System, into a mutual destruction with it instead.

Of course, when Hua Lingling tried to make the deal, the System had also contacted her. Hua Lingling wanted her help to suppress the System in exchange for the truth.

The System, meanwhile, wanted her to leave in exchange for a promise that it would never bring another host to interfere with this world again.

But she trusted neither. She kept a card up her sleeve.

She didn’t put all her effort into helping Hua Lingling suppress the System, nor did she plan to leave early as promised to the System.

The moment Hua Lingling and the System began their clash, the barrier the System used to deceive the small world fluctuated. Almost instantly, their existence was detected by the world itself.

In that moment, Ye Wuming finally saw what the System really was a mass of blue data streams.

Following the trailing light of the blue data, she seemed to traverse countless dimensions, finally reaching a blue-and-white data world.

“Warning! Unauthorized will detected!” The booming alarm startled Ye Wuming.

“Ugh…”

Ye Wuming suddenly leaned over and gagged. The piercing alarm made her dizzy and nauseous, making her see stars.

But in the next moment, a golden torrent washed over her body, cleansing the blue data fragments clinging to her.

The World Consciousness, activated by the invasion of an external high-level world, contacted its Child of Fortune for the first time.

It told her that the little external bugs were just trying to scare people.

It wasn’t some weak world to be hunted. On the contrary, the world cluster it belonged to was so massive that it had brought disaster to other clusters, which was why they had chosen to hibernate temporarily.

It hadn’t expected that during its slumber, small bugs would come to cause trouble.

As they communicated, the World Consciousness didn’t forget to praise its Child of Fortune for doing a good job, not losing out, and not getting hurt.

Our World Consciousness is very gentle, Ye Wuming thought.

However, even though the World Consciousness promised that no more systems or hosts would descend upon this world, it couldn’t quench the fury in Ye Wuming’s heart.

To destroy someone else’s life just for personal gain these so-called high-level world hosts and systems had quite the nerve.

The blade doesn’t hurt unless it stabs you. The World Consciousness couldn’t soothe her on that front; it simply sent her back home.

And so, it led to the scene of the angry Little President Ye burying herself in Chen Jiyu’s arms and sulking.

“It’s nothing, I just feel like even though the weather is turning cold, there are still so many annoying bugs around.” Ye Wuming’s voice was muffled.

Hearing this, Chen Jiyu roughly understood what she was talking about.

“Bugs exist at all times,” Chen Jiyu said, pressing her hand against the back of the person in her arms, soothing her in a low voice. “Just ignore them.”

There are many people who dislike them; they can’t deal with every single one.

It’s better to just ignore it.

“Our Little President Ye’s time is precious. How could she have time to swish away bugs, right?”

Chen Jiyu rubbed Ye Wuming’s earlobe, kneading the fair, soft flesh until it turned a lovely shade of pink.

She thought to herself: She has the heart of a child, still so fond of acting spoiled.

The person buried in Chen Jiyu’s arms let out a soft snort.

That’s not it. I’m a hands-off boss now; I have plenty of free time.

If there’s ever a second Hua Lingling, see if I don’t give her a harsh lesson!

Could Chen Jiyu not know what she was thinking? She immediately reached out and pinched her cheek, teasing with a smile, “Aren’t you afraid An will run away and quit?”

What kind of leader acts like this? Honestly, it’s been hard on An and the others.

Ye Wuming didn’t like hearing that. She hummed and turned her head to nibble on the tip of Chen Jiyu’s finger, grinding her teeth indignantly.

Look at this. See? Whose wife is siding with outsiders?

“You’re still unhappy?” Ye Wuming’s indignant look made Chen Jiyu want to laugh.

She didn’t like being told she had a child’s heart, but which CEO looks like this?

Busting through the front door just to dive into someone’s arms, humming and acting spoiled for comfort, and even biting when the comfort isn’t satisfying enough?

“Hmm? Tell me, do you have the heart of a child or not?”

The situation with Hua Lingling and Cheng Ye settled, and the Chen Corporation returned to the right track. Chen Jiyu was finally able to divert her attention to her lover, playing and joking with her.

However, since Little President Ye was not in a bright mood today and her lover was teasing her so much, she felt a sudden surge of “evil” courage. She scooped the person up and walked away.

The suddenly airborne President Chen didn’t even have time to react before she was swept into the bedroom like a whirlwind by Ye Wuming.

Afterward, fragmented lamplight blurred across soft, smooth silk, casting flickering shadows over intermittent, low, melodious moans.

Fair, slender fingers struggled in vain before finally falling limp amidst the broken light, even their occasional tremors carrying a hint of a plea for mercy.

Unfortunately, the dim light was drowned in the ambiguous collisions, unyieldingly shattering that show of weakness and plea.

Later, Ye Wuming was still ordered back to work by Chen Jiyu. To this, An expressed: “President Chen is wise!”

If Ye Wuming didn’t show up for work soon, An was going to storm her house and drag her out.

Of course, Ye Wuming didn’t actually have much to do at the office.

Instead, An pulled her aside to gossip.

“When do you plan on marrying President Chen?”

An, who was already settled down, was calculating that her own wedding had to be at a different time from Ye Wuming’s. After all, this girl would surely give President Chen a unique, grand wedding that would be the envy of almost everyone.

She didn’t want to be outdone by this person.

“It’s still early.” Speaking of this, Ye Wuming wilted.

Even though they were officially engaged, and they both wore rings, and she could openly call Jiyu her fiancée…

But!

Jiyu hadn’t fully accepted her.

“Hmm? Is there another problem between you two?” An frowned upon hearing this.

Logically, after they had dealt with those blind fools and put the Chen Corporation back on track, there shouldn’t be any issues left between them.

If only that were true.

Ye Wuming sighed, slumped over the desk.

“Jiyu always wears long pants at home.” Pants so long they covered her feet, hiding what she considered a flaw.

“But she doesn’t actually like the heat, and she doesn’t like wearing long pants.”

Ye Wuming pressed her fingers against her brow. She remembered Jiyu once accidentally mentioning that before her leg was injured, she used to love wearing grand dresses that showed off her legs.

She was a beautiful person, with legs that were white and slender. A crystal chain on a high-heeled shoe wrapped around her delicate ankle it looked so beautiful, like a piece of art that deserved to be cherished and protected.

But now, she hid that beauty away, along with what she perceived as flaws and ugliness, tucking them under heavy fabric where Ye Wuming couldn’t see.

Hearing her distress, An couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow.

Um… should I tell this fool that the reason President Chen wears long pants is because this fool never bought her a nightgown?

An had once been forced to listen to Ye Wuming brag about how she had personally sourced all of Chen Jiyu’s home wear, even the intimate apparel.

And she had rambled on about how President Chen’s ankles were sensitive to the cold, so she had “thoughtfully” bought long pajama pants.

Tsk, truly a pity for President Chen to have fallen for such a dummy.

An looked on with sympathy, wondering how many jokes these two would cause in the future.

Later, An lost count of how many jokes the two of them made.

She only knew that Ye Wuming held the most magnificent wedding. At the wedding, President Chen wore a snow-white bridal gown, the front hem of which reached just to her ankles.

On her slightly distorted ankle, a bow adorned with a white rose was tied, and a crystal chain swayed happily with every light step she took.

Seeing this, the smile on An’s lips widened slightly.

See? No matter how many jokes that idiot makes, there’s always someone willing to spoil her, isn’t there?

(End)

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