The Delicate Beauty Grabbed the Cannon Fodder Villain’s Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 43

Jian Tao was driven to the brink of madness by his own involuntary actions. At this moment, he had no choice but to speak. He repeatedly signaled the two men, “Do not do this.”

Do not tie me up!

However, until the two men left the room, Jian Tao continued to say “no,” but neither of them seemed to hear his plea.

Before closing the door, Zhou Jin winked at him and said, “I cannot stay. I must go out for a while, but I will be back very soon. Do not be anxious.”

Jian Tao remained silent. He desperately wanted to punch Zhou Jin twice.

The room fell into darkness. Only the moonlight from the window streamed in, making the atmosphere feel exceptionally eerie and cold. Jian Tao was immersed in a terrifying ambiance that filled him with dread. Being tied to a chair only made his situation worse.

“System, what should I do?” Jian Tao was losing his mind. “I am so scared.”

250 immediately comforted him, “Relax, Taotao. You are currently an NPC, so you will not be harmed. Besides, even though this room is dark, it feels safe. Otherwise, Zhou Jin would not have left you in here.”

Just as Jian Tao’s mood began to relax, he thought 250’s words made sense. He was about to praise the system for becoming smarter when the door to the room swung open.

Jian Tao was startled. The room was pitch black except for a sliver of cold moonlight reflecting off the door. Jian Tao’s heart leapt into his throat as he saw the door open a crack, revealing a deeper darkness within. A dark silhouette hesitated at the entrance, as if confirming the room was safe, before slipping inside.

The door shut again. Jian Tao watched the shadow approach him as the scent of blood became increasingly pungent. He could hardly move and could only watch helplessly, unable to even scream for help.

The moonlight defined the figure’s outline; it was a tall, well-built man. Just as Jian Tao was so terrified that he forgot to breathe, the man spoke. His voice was deliberately raspy as he whispered in confusion, “Why are you here?”

Jian Tao was startled. He wondered if this shadow knew him. While his limbs were still making rhythmic, struggling movements, the shadow reached him and looked him over with scrutiny and deliberation.

A moment later, the man placed his hand on his mask and pulled it off. In the cold moonlight, Jian Tao could not see the man’s face. The stranger’s back was to the light, and he was heavily disguised with a hat and a mask. All that could be seen were a pair of dark, gleaming pupils amidst the blackness.

As the shadow looked at the face illuminated by the moonlight, he let out a deep, sharp breath. His hand instinctively brushed against Jian Tao’s face as he murmured, “Who are you?”

Jian Tao was bewildered. He wondered if the man actually knew him. While Jian Tao was still processing the strangeness of the situation, the man’s fingertips touched Jian Tao’s lips. His hand was wet with blood. Jian Tao smelled the heavy metallic scent and was unsure if the blood belonged to the man or someone else. Suddenly, the shadow leaned down and inched closer. Jian Tao’s heart hammered against his ribs as he thought, “No.”

In the next second, the stranger pressed a kiss onto his lips. The wet sensation sent a shock through Jian Tao’s mind. He was completely stunned. The man grew even bolder, licking his lips apart and sliding his tongue inside.

If Jian Tao had the physical capacity for it, he would certainly be crying by now. The man did not stop at his lips; he moved his kisses to the tip of his nose, his eyes, and his brows. Jian Tao was scared to death, repeatedly whispering, “No.”

The man did not stop. He even began untying the ropes binding Jian Tao, though it was unclear if he intended to do something worse or take him away. As he kissed Jian Tao’s cheek, his arm reached around his shoulder to fumble with the knot. Jian Tao could only look toward the door in despair. At this moment, he actually hoped for Zhou Jin and Gu Huaian to return.

Just as the shadow untied the first knot, hurried and sharp footsteps echoed from the doorway. Jian Tao’s heart rose again, and his eyes lit up as he looked toward the entrance. The shadow heard the noise as well and let out a sigh of regret. The moment the door swung open, he leaned down for one last kiss and whispered, “I will see you again when there is an opportunity.”

Standing at the door, Zhou Jin witnessed this scene. A violent rage ignited instantly. He charged forward with a knife in hand and shouted, “Who gave you permission to touch him?”

The shadow had already vaulted onto the windowsill. He turned back with a provocative smile before leaping out into the night. Zhou Jin ran to the window and threw his knife at the retreating figure, as he was clearly livid.

Gu Huaian was a step behind. He had not yet realized what was happening when Zhou Jin shot past him like a bullet. By the time he reached the window, the intruder was gone. Zhou Jin then walked quickly to the rubber mannequin and cupped its face to inspect it closely. He immediately pulled the mask back over its head before Gu Huaian could get close.

Seeing this, Gu Huaian looked at Zhou Jin with deep suspicion. He watched as Zhou Jin pulled Jian Tao’s head into his embrace and pressed it against his waist. Gu Huaian frowned, unable to comprehend why Zhou Jin would treasure an NPC so much. He said coldly, “I am going back first.”

Zhou Jin replied immediately, “Yes, you go back and get some rest.”

Once Gu Huaian left, Zhou Jin removed Jian Tao’s mask and untied the remaining ropes. The anger Jian Tao felt seemed to truly infect the rubber body. Once freed, Jian Tao launched an attack on Zhou Jin, though his movements were slow and far inferior to Zhou Jin’s skills.

Zhou Jin calmed him down while leading him to the bed, muttering transitionally, “I was wrong. I will not tie you up again next time, okay?”

Jian Tao was still fuming, but there was nothing he could do. He had to clench his teeth to keep from speaking. Once Jian Tao settled down, Zhou Jin wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed his forehead.

As a rubber mannequin, Jian Tao’s body was out of his control. His behavior was a mix of aggression and a lecherous aura, which is why Jian Tao believed the rubber man was a psychopathic killer. When Zhou Jin kissed him, his body—now free of ropes—did not dodge. Instead, it weakly reciprocated, and his hands uncontrollably hugged Zhou Jin’s waist.

When Zhou Jin eventually kissed Jian Tao’s lips, he suddenly pulled away, grabbed two tissues from the nightstand, and wiped Jian Tao’s mouth. He forced Jian Tao’s jaw open to wipe inside while grumbling with resentment, “He kissed your mouth until it was all wet.”

Jian Tao thought to himself, “I wish all these men would just go away.”

The Morning After

When Gu Huaian returned to the dormitory, he saw Jian Tao still fast asleep. Jian Tao had not been affected by the night’s events and was sleeping soundly. He did not even notice Gu Huaian’s return. Looking at the silhouette under the covers, Gu Huaian was not sure if he should tell Jian Tao to stay more alert or if it was better for him to remain safe and oblivious.

As the night passed and the horizon turned pale, Jian Tao returned to his own body. The moment he regained the physical sensation of his true self, Jian Tao could not stop the tears from falling. He felt more miserable and wronged than the first time he had inhabited the rubber man.

Last night, he was not just tied to a chair; he was toyed with. What was more infuriating was that Zhou Jin had spent the whole night being a hooligan. He was curious if the rubber body would react like a normal human and played with him for hours.

I have feelings too! I just cannot produce anything! This is too much!

Jian Tao could not hold back his emotions anymore. He could not even stifle his sobs. Facing the wall, his shoulders shook violently. Gu Huaian emerged from the bathroom and noticed something was wrong. He asked in confusion, “What is the matter?”

Jian Tao continued to cry, unable to stop. He did not want to answer; he just wanted Gu Huaian to leave him alone. He had initially thought that being in the same room would not draw much attention and that Gu Huaian would not care. However, after a moment, Gu Huaian sat on the edge of the bed. He turned Jian Tao over and saw his tear-streaked face and smudged makeup.

“What happened?” Gu Huaian frowned, his voice softening.

Jian Tao wiped his eyes. Having someone show concern only made the tears flow faster. “I had a nightmare.”

Gu Huaian did not know how to comfort people. He looked awkward and offered a clumsy reassurance, “Dreams are not real.”

But Jian Tao could not listen. He would not stop crying and could not even hear what Gu Huaian was saying. Feeling helpless, Gu Huaian simply stayed by his side.

Time passed. By the time Jian Tao composed himself, it was already time for the morning meeting. “We are going to be late.” Upon realizing this, Jian Tao started crying again. His nose was red and his eyes were swollen. “If we are late, we will be punished again.”

Gu Huaian glanced at his watch and said, “Since we are already late, just take your time getting ready. There is no need to rush.”

Seeing how calm he was, Jian Tao felt a bit more settled. He also felt guilty because it was his fault they were late. When the two finally appeared at the small assembly hall, they were exactly ten minutes late. The atmosphere was eerie. The NPC waiters all had bloodshot eyes and stared intently at the pair.

The manager looked furious. He spoke with authority, “Lateness requires punishment!”

“Punishment! Punishment!” the other waiters chanted in unison, as if they wanted to burn the two at the stake.

Jian Tao had washed his face and reapplied his makeup, but it was still obvious he had been crying. His eyes were swollen, and his hands were clenched tightly together as his face turned pale with fear.

“Gu Huaian, solitary confinement,” the manager declared. Then, he turned his gaze toward Jian Tao. “Jian Tao, follow me into the small conference room.”

The crowd gasped. The small conference room was known for being a place of extremely severe punishment. Even Zhou Jin and Zhao Jingyu looked grave. They found it strange. Why were the two late together? It made sense for Jian Tao, but for Gu Huaian, the top-ranked Infinite Player to make such a mistake was unheard of. Furthermore, why was Gu Huaian sent to confinement while Jian Tao faced a seemingly more brutal punishment personally executed by the manager?

Jian Tao thought the same. He followed the manager with a heavy heart, his eyes filling with tears. He expected the worst. Once they entered the small conference room, Jian Tao wondered if it was his imagination, but the manager’s expression seemed much softer.

The door closed. The manager sat in a chair at the conference table. His well-tailored suit outlined his sharp physique. Jian Tao looked at him timidly. Then, the manager pulled an egg from his pocket and placed it on the table. He looked at Jian Tao with a gentle expression and said, “You did not eat breakfast again, did you? Eat this.”

Jian Tao was shocked. What is going on?

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