The Mad Beauty and the Sick Young Lady [Transmigration Novel] - Chapter 2

The entire house was in a state of chaos. Ying Feiyan’s face was extremely grim. Several servants rushed over to help her gather her clothes. Her mother let out a sharp cry and hurried over to support Su Li.

Su Li was swaying. She opened her mouth to explain, but her stomach churned again, and she quickly shut it.

Her mother, Li Zhenzhen, ultimately cared for her child and immediately called out:

“Aunt Zhang, come quickly! Help me get Lili to bed!”

Supported on both sides by her mother and Aunt Zhang, Su Li returned to her room and lay down. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly rinsed her mouth with the warm water Aunt Zhang offered. Aunt Zhang then helped wipe her body and face.

Lying in bed, gradually calming down, Su Li heard her mother, Li Zhenzhen, quietly asking nearby:

“Lili, what exactly are you thinking?”

Li Zhenzhen’s words were full of emotion.

Li Zhenzhen disliked Ying Feiyan from the very beginning, probably due to a woman’s intuition. When Su Li was a teenager and was infatuated with Ying Feiyan, Li Zhenzhen often advised Su Li. When her temper flared, she even argued with Su Li, and the mother daughter relationship gradually distanced.

But now, Su Li looked up at Li Zhenzhen, feeling only how genuinely kind her mother’s face was.

“Mom, I don’t want to get married anymore. For all these years, I’ve focused all my attention on Ying Feiyan and even argued with you… it was my fault.”

Su Li’s voice was very low after all, she had just vomited and was low on energy.

But Li Zhenzhen heard it clearly!

She could hardly believe that her frail and rebellious youngest daughter, who gave her endless worry, was now taking the initiative to apologize!

Li Zhenzhen, having a rural background, blurted out a dialect tinged Mandarin when she got excited:

“Oh my goodness, you, this child, the sun is rising from the west!”

Su Li just smiled and reached out to hold Li Zhenzhen’s hand.

Li Zhenzhen’s voice grew several times louder in excitement:

“Good! Good! This is wonderful! It’s great that my precious daughter has come to her senses. I’ve been saying all along that Ying Feiyan didn’t look like anything good! You have so little social experience, and actually, it’s my fault for not looking after you properly and letting that person deceive you… But, can you tell Mom what exactly happened?”

Su Li looked troubled. She couldn’t very well say she had a dream, could she?

Fortunately, seeing her daughter’s poor complexion, Li Zhenzhen didn’t press for more, a joyful expression on her face:

“Lili, don’t worry. Since you’ve changed your mind, your father, mother, and your brother and sister will definitely support you. From now on, that person surnamed Ying won’t even think about stepping through our door! She made my girl heartbroken, and I’m going to hold her accountable! Aunt Zhang, let’s tell the others not to wash her clothes. Let’s go, let’s go!”

The room fell quiet, and Su Li lay alone on the bed, staring at the ceiling and contemplating silently.

Her mind was a mess, but the initial emotions had passed. Only the ashes of a messy, desolate ruin remained in her heart.

Once a woman truly wakes up, she suddenly realizes many inappropriate aspects of the past relationship that she had glossed over with passion.

For instance, she had confessed her feelings to Ying Feiyan long ago, but the response was always, “I’m not considering a relationship right now; we can always be good friends.”

It wasn’t until Ying Feiyan started taking over the Ying family’s business that she suddenly became enthusiastic about Su Li. It was hard not to think this was aimed at the Su family’s assets.

Su Li always knew her family was wealthy. Her father, Su Rugang, with the steely willpower of a retired soldier, had multiplied the Su family’s generational business several times over. Her older brother, Su Li, and older sister, Su Meng, were both excellent at business and had been helping their father with many things in recent years.

Ying Feiyan had just taken over the Ying family, was weak, and urgently needed support.

Su Li had always believed that her years of pure, innocent love had moved Ying Feiyan, but she hadn’t realized that while Ying Feiyan might indeed be interested in her, she was even more interested in her family’s money.

From the beginning of this relationship, Ying Feiyan’s motives were impure. No matter how good Su Li was, she could only be a cannon fodder.

Su Li had a weak constitution and stayed home a lot since childhood. Reading was her only pastime, so her mind was not weak at all. Once the fog of a love struck mind was cleared, the truth was blindingly obvious.

It was laughable. Because of such a ridiculous thing, she would die in the winter of her 24th year.

The setting of the novel world suggested Su Li wouldn’t live long, but she hadn’t expected death to be so near.

Su Li lightly chuckled, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a finger, sat up, found a notebook and pen, and with a determined hand, wrote down:

My Last Wish List.

1. Completely break up with Ying Feiyan.

After writing this line, Su Li paused, her fingers slightly trembling.

The phone suddenly rang.

Su Li’s phone was usually only called by Ying Feiyan and a few close friends. She didn’t pay much attention and answered it.

The person on the other end was a fast talking woman:

“Hello, beautiful, I’m Jiang Zhuoye’s agent. Did you lose your car key today? Could you please tell me your address? We can mail it to you or arrange for someone to deliver it…”

Su Li realized and replied:

“No, there’s no need. That was my gift to Jiang Zhuoye.”

The agent on the other side spoke even faster:

“Beautiful, our celebrity doesn’t accept fan gifts, and your gift is too valuable. Could you please…”

Su Li listened in silence. On the other end, the agent suddenly stopped talking, and someone seemed to say a few words in the background.

An unfamiliar yet captivatingly beautiful female voice spoke:

“Little girl.”

Su Li’s body trembled.

What kind of world’s favorite was Jiang Zhuoye? Just her voice could be so captivatingly beautiful and soft, practically like a dense, tiny brush gently stroking the eardrum, causing a shiver.

Su Li thought, no wonder Ying Feiyan would be obsessed with this woman in the future. Both were top Omegas, but she was plagued by illness. How could she compete?

Fortunately, she never intended to compete.

“Take that car back.”

Jiang Zhuoye said on the other end.

“I gave it to you.”

Su Li replied.

“I don’t believe you.”

Jiang Zhuoye’s tone was calm but carried an undeniable authority.

“…”

Su Li had nothing to say.

“Tomorrow afternoon at three, I’ll have someone wait for you at the mall. You come and get the key, or I’ll destroy it. I won’t touch the car.”

Jiang Zhuoye said this in a business-like manner.

“I don’t want it. Do as you please.”

Su Li was already very tired. Giving the car to Jiang Zhuoye was essentially just a way to get rid of the object.

Ying Feiyan already knew the car was Su Li’s wedding gift for her. If Ying Feiyan and Jiang Zhuoye really ended up together, seeing that car later would likely make Ying Feiyan feel complicated.

Su Li vaguely had a sense of revenge against Ying Feiyan, but she hadn’t expected Jiang Zhuoye to respond like this.

Don’t they often say online that wealthy fans give celebrities cars, models, or even houses? Su Li had little experience with being a fan and didn’t know there was anyone like Jiang Zhuoye who firmly refused fan gifts.

She didn’t seem quite like the woman described in the novel…

In the novel, Jiang Zhuoye never refused Ying Feiyan’s gifts and would seriously reciprocate.

“Little girl, did something happen to you?”

On the other end, Jiang Zhuoye unexpectedly asked this, her voice soft, sweet, and moving.

“Nothing. Since you don’t want it, I’ll find someone to retrieve the car. However, there’s something I want to tell you.”

Su Li said.

“Hmm?”

Jiang Zhuoye’s nasal sound was utterly charming, almost allowing Su Li to picture her gorgeous, nonchalant face making that sound.

“…Don’t get into a relationship with Ying Feiyan. That’s my advice. She’s not worthy of you.”

Su Li spoke the sentence word by word, secretly relieved.

“Huh? Ying Feiyan? Who is that?”

The last few words faded, as Jiang Zhuoye probably turned her head to confirm with her agent.

The agent said something, and Jiang Zhuoye’s voice grew louder again:

“Oh, her. Old Jia, help me decline that endorsement.”

Su Li:

“???”

If she hadn’t misheard, Jiang Zhuoye was asking her agent to reject the endorsement from Ying Feiyan’s company?

Just because of a single sentence from her?

What exactly was this Jiang Zhuoye thinking?

“Little girl, I’ll take the car. You’re quite interesting.”

After saying this, Jiang Zhuoye hung up the phone without any hesitation.

The charmingly soft words “quite interesting” buzzed in her ears. Su Li didn’t react for a long time, sitting blankly by the table, still holding her phone.

She truly hadn’t interacted much with others since childhood and had never encountered anyone like Jiang Zhuoye!

She refused a highly significant commercial endorsement just because of her, a strange woman she had only met once? Her temper was too peculiar, wasn’t it?

“Oh my, little ancestor, why are you sitting on the chair? That chair is so cold, get up quickly. I’ll get you a cushion!”

Aunt Zhang pushed the door open, saw Su Li sitting blankly in the chair, and hurriedly rushed over to find a cushion.

“Aunt Zhang, what’s going on outside now?”

Su Li recovered and stopped Aunt Zhang to ask.

“The madam went downstairs to say the wedding was off. Miss Ying seemed very angry but didn’t dare to flare up. She wanted to rush upstairs to see you and demand an explanation. You know our madam’s temper; she and the master immediately stood at the bottom of the stairs to block her. The atmosphere was so tense; I thought they were about to fight. Later, Miss Ying backed down and said she would deal with the wedding venue matters first and come back to see you tomorrow.”

Su Li nodded. It seemed that no matter what, her mother was always on her side.

The recent call from Jiang Zhuoye made Su Li feel uneasy. After Aunt Zhang left, she continued drafting her last wish list. She figured she had two years, so she planned to write down 100 things first and add more as she acted on them.

Once a person knows their death is imminent, they feel the need to speed everything up, unwilling to waste a single second.

Su Li’s pen moved quickly. The more she wrote, the more excited she became. She would list all the freedom she hadn’t experienced in over twenty years.

Just writing it down made her feel like the shackles binding her body and soul were shattering piece by piece.

Ying Feiyan called her assistant and personally went to the venue to persuade several important guests who had arrived early for the wedding to leave, merely saying that “my wife has some health issues.”

By the time she finished dealing with all this, it was already afternoon, and she felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Taking out her phone, Ying Feiyan saw a message from the company’s PR manager:

“Boss, Jiang Zhuoye suddenly refused our endorsement!”

Ying Feiyan narrowed her eyes and immediately called the PR manager:

“What happened! Wasn’t it already in the contract negotiation stage? Why did she suddenly refuse!”

“Boss, we just got the news. The agent said Jiang Zhuoye herself firmly refused. There’s nothing we can do; the artist isn’t willing! Besides, you know Jiang Zhuoye is different from most artists. The people in the industry call her the ‘Crazy Princess,’ meaning she’s as beautiful as a princess but acts like a lunatic. You can’t reason with this person. We can only restart the selection process!”

One bad news after another within a single day. Ying Feiyan was so angry that she yelled at the PR manager over the phone. As she finished, a thought suddenly crossed her mind, recalling Jiang Zhuoye’s arrogant and beautiful face:

“Does Jiang Zhuoye have any recent events? In the next few days? I’ll go see her myself!”

The PR manager probably checked the memo, taking a while to reply:

“Jiang Zhuoye is currently in this city for the premiere of her starring movie, Unicorn, starting tomorrow evening at seven. But Boss, weren’t you getting married today? Can you spare the time tomorrow?”

In most people’s minds, the marriage of a top Alpha and a top Omega wouldn’t end without three days and three nights of passionate encounters, which was why the PR manager asked, accidentally hitting a nerve for Ying Feiyan.

“My wedding has been postponed. After you book a spot for me at the premiere, you can go to HR and file for resignation yourself.”

Ying Feiyan said coldly, hung up the phone, and sitting in the car, kicked the front seat.

Meanwhile, Su Li had written most of her last wish list and wanted to rest, so she picked up her phone.

It wasn’t until she reacted that she realized she had subconsciously searched for Jiang Zhuoye’s latest schedule.

“Ah, the Unicorn premiere is tomorrow night…”

Su Li remembered this event. In the novel, Ying Feiyan and Jiang Zhuoye’s second meeting was here, and it was at this time they officially started flirting with each other.

Su Li suddenly felt like going to observe. She couldn’t say what her mentality was. She just really wanted to see what it would look like when a woman as arrogant and strange as Jiang Zhuoye flirted… would it be soul stirring?