Take Away My Sickly Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

The best part of Jungle Valley was its early morning. Winding paths snaked through towering trees, flanked by the hazy silhouettes of flowers waiting to bloom. Beams of light filtering through the canopy transformed the area into a renowned sanctuary for dates.

However, in the eyes of the single-minded Ye Wuming, this scenic beauty wasn’t nearly as attractive as the breakfast in her hand.

“Seriously, how did this place make it onto the ‘Top Ten Tourist Destinations’ list? Was it all marketing?” Ye Wuming, holding a bowl of soy milk, complained to the woman sitting opposite her, who was eating with graceful elegance.

“Are those flowers not beautiful?”

“Which ones?” Ye Wuming followed Chen Jiyu’s gaze.

On both sides of the forest path were countless tiny blossoms of glowing blue and white. Looking down from the treehouse, it looked as if the forest was carpeted in starlight, creating a dreamlike, ethereal beauty.

Ye Wuming was momentarily dazed by the sight. Seeing her lapse into silence, Chen Jiyu couldn’t help but shake her head with a smile.

It seems the flowers are indeed beautiful so much so that she’s forgotten to eat, Chen Jiyu thought. She picked up her bowl of plain porridge, blew on it to cool it down, and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wuming, who had been staring at the flowers with her back turned, suddenly spun around. Frowning, she remarked, “There are so many tiny flying insects on those flowers. Won’t they attract mosquitoes at night?”

“Pfft—” Chen Jiyu nearly sprayed her porridge. “Cough, cough!”

“Oh?! Jiyu, eat slower. How did you manage to choke?” Ye Wuming hurriedly stood up and patted her on the back.

Choking and coughing incessantly, Chen Jiyu reached out to take the tissue Ye Wuming offered. Finally managing to stop, her eyes were red as she looked at Ye Wuming with a mix of amusement and exasperation. “President Ye, are you allergic to romance?”

How could a perfectly good dating hotspot turn into a “mosquito breeding ground” the moment she opened her mouth?

“Of course not,” Ye Wuming retorted without a second thought. “I like the word ‘romance’ very much.”

Chen Jiyu pressed her lips together to hide a smile.

Fine. Liking romance doesn’t necessarily mean you understand it, does it?

“Alright, alright, Jiyu, leave me some dignity. People always say I’m thick-headed, but it’s not like I can change my nature just because I want to.” Ye Wuming sighed helplessly as she handed over some post-meal fruit.

“People?” Chen Jiyu asked instinctively.

“Yeah, my employees. Speaking of which, Jiyu, you haven’t visited the Cupid headquarters yet, have you? Once things at the Chen Corporation stabilize, I’ll take you for a tour. By the way, I’ve entered your information into the system; if you ever need me for anything, you can go directly to any Cupid branch.”

Ye Wuming didn’t seem to realize exactly what kind of privilege she was granting Chen Jiyu. she simply said happily, “Aren’t we friends? You can rely on me more when you’re in trouble, Jiyu.”

These weren’t the kind of promises usually made by friends who had only met a few times.

Chen Jiyu’s fingertips curled slightly as if burned by the strawberry she was touching.

Ye Wuming was a truly strange person. A woman seven years younger than her, she possessed both the innocent purity of a child and the reliable persistence of an adult.

There was no generational gap between them; instead, Chen Jiyu often found her heart softening at Ye Wuming’s casual remarks.

It was like eating too many strawberries the sweet fragrance was always laced with a hint of tartness.

Unable to handle the intensity of the moment, Chen Jiyu turned her head away under the guise of admiring the scenery, her responses becoming somewhat distracted.

But Ye Wuming wasn’t angry. She propped her chin on her hand and watched the other woman with a beaming smile.

The beauty watched the flowers, and she watched the beauty.

The scenery in Jungle Valley was truly excellent.

At the same time, inside the H-City Hospital, Cheng Ye had just woken up after an IV drip. Her throat was parched and dry; she wanted a drink of water to soothe it, but her body felt weak and immobile.

She couldn’t help but think of her fiancée, Hua Lingling. If only she were by her side right now.

But she had no idea that her “beloved” fiancée was currently throwing a tantrum and smashing things because Cheng Ye had failed to cause trouble for Chen Jiyu the night before.

Hua Lingling was even screaming and cursing Cheng Ye for being a “useless waste.” If it weren’t for the need to seize the “World’s Luck” by staying with her, who would ever like such an idiot?

So, even though she knew perfectly well that Cheng Ye had fallen ill and was hospitalized because of her phone call, she felt no guilt and certainly wouldn’t waste time taking care of her.

In contrast, the girl lying in the bed opposite Cheng Ye was about the same age, but her situation was entirely different.

That girl had an upset stomach and had been rushed to the hospital overnight by her friend.

“Be a good girl and stop thinking about snacks. You just started feeling better, don’t start acting up again.” Her best friend, suppressing her frustration, pinched the bridge of her nose while using one hand to pin down the “little glutton” on the bed.

The girl naturally refused to comply. The two appeared to be bickering, but their intimacy was undeniable, making Cheng Ye feel all the more lonely and pathetic.

Listening to their whispers, Cheng Ye suddenly felt a pang of regret for going to the Chen Corporation last night.

It had rained so hard; why couldn’t she have waited until the sky cleared the next day?

If she had, she wouldn’t be lying here all alone now.

Irritated, Cheng Ye closed her eyes, enduring the discomfort in her throat as she tried to go back to sleep.

Seeing this, the two people across from her exchanged meaningful glances. One of them took out a phone to report to their boss: “It’s a lock.”

A woman wearing a peaked cap hummed a reply, telling them to keep up the act once Cheng Ye woke up.

It had rained cats and dogs late last night. She should have been sleeping in a warm bed with a beautiful woman, not forced to trail behind Cheng Ye’s car in the freezing wind and rain just because the kid wanted to pick a fight with the Chen family.

Since this little brat surnamed Cheng wouldn’t let her live in peace, then nobody was going to have a good time.

Boss Ye had warned her not to use direct violence, but she hadn’t said anything about other methods.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiyu still unaware that her incompetent cousin had been hospitalized with a fever had long since been whisked away by Ye Wuming. After leaving Jungle Valley, their next stop was the Hundred-Family Garden.

Having just tasted the delicacies of Jungle Valley, Chen Jiyu now found her mouth stuffed with sweet cherries from the garden, courtesy of Ye Wuming.

She relaxed as she tasted the dark red, perfectly ripe cherries. Ye Wuming held out a tissue to catch the pits she spat out, throwing them away for her.

Chen Jiyu paused mid-bite, her soft, fair earlobes instantly flushing crimson.

Wait… isn’t… isn’t this a bit inappropriate?

With her left hand tossing cherries into her own mouth and her right hand extended with a tissue, ready to catch Chen Jiyu’s next pit, Ye Wuming nudged the tissue forward.

“Mmh, ‘s good,” Ye Wuming said, her voice muffled by the food in her mouth. “Not eating anymore?”

The cherries in the Hundred-Family Garden were quite delicious; why had Jiyu stopped? Did she not like them?

Chen Jiyu sat there with a red cherry in her mouth, unable to decide whether to eat it or spit it out.

Spitting cherry pits into the palm of a woman seven years younger than her…

The usually composed President Chen finally couldn’t help but cover her mouth with her hand, biting down hard on the cherry.

She absolutely would not spit this pit out. As long as Ye Wuming didn’t withdraw her hand, she wasn’t spitting a thing!

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