The Mad Beauty and the Sick Young Lady [Transmigration Novel] - Chapter 19

Su Li had never eaten barbecue before, and once she started today, she couldn’t stop. However, her appetite was indeed small. Even if she only ate one piece of meat of each kind, she quickly felt full, leaving her to eye the uneaten food with longing.

She rubbed her stomach, feeling slightly dizzy and a bit unwell, but her mood was completely satisfied.

Eating barbecue and drinking milk tea it was truly delightful!

“That’s all you’re going to eat? You truly have a bird’s appetite, so adorable.”

Jiang Zhuoye’s smile carried a hint of pampering. Su Li was so captivated by the beauty that she couldn’t help but stare, failing to answer.

“Not as adorable as you.”

A magnetic voice, deliberately kept low, suddenly reached them.

Su Li was extremely familiar with this voice. The moment she heard it, a wave of annoyance washed over her. Was this person never going to stop? How many times had she rejected her? She was completely ruining her former image!

However, when Su Li turned her head, she was stunned by the scene before her.

Ying Feiyan had somehow procured a fresh, dewy white rose, which complemented the white overcoat she was wearing. She was tall and slender, with her long hair elegantly draped over her shoulders. Holding the flower, she stood out against the messy backdrop of the street stall, possessing a clean and refreshing beauty, like a lotus rising unstained from the mud.

But what truly surprised Su Li was this:

Ying Feiyan took two steps forward, bent down, and placed the flower in her hand near Jiang Zhuoye, saying softly,

“I passed a flower shop and thought it looked a lot like you. I took the liberty of buying it for you. Do you mind?”

Throughout, Ying Feiyan didn’t spare Su Li a glance.

After her initial shock, Su Li quickly glanced into the distance and saw Yu Xianxian lining up at the end of an exceptionally long queue, even standing on her tiptoes to peer at the counter.

That counter was selling “Couple’s Ice Cream.”

Su Li:

“…”

So, Ying Feiyan deliberately sent Yu Xianxian to queue up for a long time, quickly bought a white rose herself, and ran over to hit on Jiang Zhuoye?

Wow, the thought process of a heartbreaker (scumbag woman). Su Li strained her clever little brain but still couldn’t understand it at all!

Ying Feiyan placed the flower beside Jiang Zhuoye. She was somewhat smart, knowing Jiang Zhuoye was sharp-tongued, so she smiled slightly and backed away, not wanting to linger.

If it were anyone else, seeing the person who had just been defeated by them in a quarrel suddenly come to give them a flower, they would probably be stunned for a couple of seconds.

Ying Feiyan had intended to seize those two seconds to quickly slip away, not giving Jiang Zhuoye another chance to mock her. However, she didn’t anticipate that Jiang Zhuoye was, after all, no ordinary person.

As a major movie star, she had weathered all kinds of storms, and her on-the-spot reaction capability was extraordinary.

Jiang Zhuoye grabbed the rose with one hand and caught the corner of Ying Feiyan’s windbreaker with the other. With a cold laugh, she stood up.

It wasn’t a peak dining hour, but there were still several tables of customers at the street stall. They all cast curious, gossiping looks, their eyes darting back and forth between the few people, each brain cooking up various love triangle scenarios.

Ying Feiyan turned back with a smile:

“Miss Jiang, please don’t misunderstand. I truly was just passing by…”

“I think it suits you better…”

Jiang Zhuoye interrupted.

With an elegant movement, she tore the petals off the white rose. She tossed her hand, and the white petals fluttered and drifted down, landing all over Ying Feiyan’s head and clothes.

The surrounding diners burst into an uproar, with some even applauding and cheering. Such a good show wasn’t something you could see every day!

“Miss Jiang…”

While Ying Feiyan was stunned, Jiang Zhuoye, having finished scattering the petals, finally tucked the stem of the rose into the middle of Ying Feiyan’s collar, even smoothing down her coat.

She said the final sentence lightly:

“It suits your funeral better.”

Jiang Zhuoye sat back down and picked up a skewer of grilled lamb.

The onlookers cheered and applauded. Those nearby who heard the line immediately burst out laughing.

Su Li was also dumbfounded. After watching the entire scene, she couldn’t help but find it hilarious.

She couldn’t understand Ying Feiyan’s thinking, nor could she understand why Jiang Zhuoye did what she did, but overall, it was simply gratifying! Absolutely thrilling!

Ying Feiyan’s face was ashen, dark like a frying pan used for ten years. She struggled to maintain her composure, forcing a strained, unpleasant smile, and delivered a threat:

“It doesn’t matter that you’re unkind to me now. You’ll regret it later.”

Jiang Zhuoye let out a soft laugh, then lowered her head, her whole body shaking with amusement.

Furious, Ying Feiyan stormed off, anxiously swatting the white petals from her clothes as she went.

Su Li turned her head to look and saw that Yu Xianxian, drawn by the commotion, was already heading over. Seeing Ying Feiyan covered in petals by Jiang Zhuoye, she greeted her with a bewildered expression.

Su Li didn’t know how Ying Feiyan would explain it to Yu Xianxian, and she didn’t care either.

She just felt the whole incident was ridiculously absurd. It seemed that after being rejected for the marriage, Ying Feiyan’s protagonist halo had completely shattered, dragging her IQ and emotional intelligence down with it.

It was too funny!

“What was she thinking? Was she trying to pursue you? Suddenly giving you a flower?”

Looking around and seeing that the diners had gone back to eating after the excitement, Su Li lowered her voice and asked Jiang Zhuoye cautiously.

“Who knows? She’s like a mental patient.”

Jiang Zhuoye smiled calmly and placidly, as if the person who had just scattered the petals wasn’t her.

“Um… didn’t you feel that Ying Feiyan was somehow… different?”

Su Li looked carefully at Jiang Zhuoye, trying to find a subtle change.

She remembered clearly that Jiang Zhuoye was the protagonist of the entire world, and Ying Feiyan was Jiang Zhuoye’s fated lover, a top Alpha with a pheromone matching degree of 90%.

In other words, while Ying Feiyan’s sudden approach to give Jiang Zhuoye a flower lacked logic, Su Li felt it must be the power of the plot, pushing these two together.

Would Jiang Zhuoye regard Ying Feiyan differently, perhaps feeling a flicker of affection?

Unfortunately, Su Li couldn’t detect anything from Jiang Zhuoye’s gentle and calm face.

“Different? Did she get dumber?”

Jiang Zhuoye pondered and asked.

“No… not that… Didn’t you feel that at the moment the petals were scattered, she was still very beautiful and attractive?”

Su Li tried to ask a leading question, but immediately felt that something wasn’t quite right.

Didn’t this sound like she was giving herself away?

“You still like her? You thought she looked beautiful and attractive when the petals were scattered on her?”

This time, Jiang Zhuoye was genuinely shocked, showing an expression of immense astonishment. She put down her chopsticks and skewer, placed her hands on the table, looking ready to slam it down in anger at any moment.

“No, no! I absolutely didn’t think she was beautiful; I saw her as a lunatic! I was just confirming with you to see if you felt the same way I did… nothing else!”

Su Li quickly explained.

Although she wasn’t sure why she had to explain this to Jiang Zhuoye, she had to explain it!

Only then did Jiang Zhuoye relax. “I thought I might need to take you to an ophthalmologist.”

Su Li suppressed a laugh.

When she turned back to look, the figures of Ying Feiyan and Yu Xianxian had long disappeared, leaving scattered petals on the street.

Su Li suddenly remembered:

“You weren’t wearing a mask! What if that scene was posted online? Will you have to spend money on PR?”

Jiang Zhuoye ate a tiny piece of corn:

“I don’t care about that. Let them post it if they want.”

Su Li:

“That’s magnanimous, sister! If only all celebrities were like you, we’d have endless gossip every day.”

Jiang Zhuoye snorted coldly:

“Whose gossip do you want? I can tell you directly; no middleman taking a cut.”

Su Li:

“Haha, really? Then tell me about that person you collaborated with…”

Over the barbecue, the two talked more and more. When they finished talking and eating and walked out of the restaurant, they realized it had started snowing outside.

The snowflakes were small, drifting down gently. They melted before hitting the ground, leaving the surface damp and traceless.

But some snowflakes did land on pedestrians’ coats and hats, leaving patches of white, light and soft, disappearing quickly but very beautiful.

Su Li stood inside the warm building, looking at the snowflakes, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

She reached out a hand, catching a few tiny snowflakes.

The moment these white snowflakes touched her skin, they eagerly turned into tiny ice crystals. The six-sided shape of the ice crystals was visible for only a second before turning into a small drop of water.

The few snowflakes that landed on Su Li’s coat lasted slightly longer, allowing her to clearly see the cold, intricate six sided shape, a masterpiece of nature’s craftsmanship.

Su Li had never seen snow up close like this.

She had been kept indoors since birth. She was absolutely forbidden to go out when it snowed, not even allowed to open a window. Although the restrictions had eased in recent years, she no longer had the impulse to go see the snow.

“…It’s so beautiful.”

She sighed sincerely, feeling that some pent up things in her chest were melting away with the snowflakes.

“Nature is inherently beautiful. By the way…”

Jiang Zhuoye stood under the awning, smiling as she extended a hand to Su Li, taking Su Li’s hand in her palm and rubbing it to warm her.

In truth, Su Li didn’t think Jiang Zhuoye’s hand was that warm, but for the sake of appearances, she didn’t expose her and cooperated, allowing the other person to rub her hand.

“I heard that if you make a wish to the first snow of the year, it will come true next year.”

Jiang Zhuoye said.

“Ah, you don’t look like the type to believe in things like that!”

Su Li looked at the other person in surprise.

“…I just thought the legend was beautiful. Do you want to make a wish?”

Jiang Zhuoye seemed slightly embarrassed, rubbing her nose and smiling with a hint of shyness.

She looked even more beautiful. Was this the versatility of an actor? Every expression held a great sense of story.

Su Li looked on with admiration. After a moment of thought, she clasped her hands, rested them on her chin, closed her eyes, and murmured a wish.

She hoped that from now on, she could live as her true self and experience the wonders of life.

Opening her eyes, Jiang Zhuoye was beside her, asking curiously:

“What did you wish for?”

Su Li pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes blinking slyly:

“I won’t tell you!”

Jiang Zhuoye laughed.

The two put on their hats and walked side by side into the snow. The pedestrians on the street were nearly gone it was time to go home.

Su Li still felt a bit reluctant and reached out to tug on Jiang Zhuoye’s sleeve:

“Let’s come together next time, too. I still want to try so many new foods.”

The food at this kind of pedestrian street wasn’t necessarily delicious, but everything was fun and particularly novel to Su Li.