The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

The ominous feeling of the villa intensified in the midst of the gale and torrential rain. The ivy covering one side of the wall shivered in the wind, looking as if it wished to snap its own branches to avoid being battered into submission by the downpour.

Just then, a clear and melodious laugh rang out. The strong wind blew open the curtains, causing the pale fabric to dance wildly. A flash of lightning illuminated a beautiful woman sitting in a chair.

Her long, dark hair reached her waist, and her slender figure made one want to hold her close. She was a stunning woman, one whose faint smile could bewitch a heart. If she ever showed a flicker of tenderness, people would gladly jump through hoops for her, even tear out their own hearts to offer them to her, and they would do so without hesitation.

[Host, I’ll say it again: you are really suited to be the ghostly female villain in a supernatural setting! How about in the next world, I take you to a rule-based horror dimension?]

Li Ju gazed at her painting with satisfaction, completely ignoring System 666’s suggestion. No matter how much 666 pleaded, Li Ju simply wouldn’t agree, because this was her special brand of love for her system.

[Host, are you really going to give this painting to Tang Qingqing?]

666 was already used to Li Ju’s dark sense of humor. It really wanted to put on a cold, aloof face to tempt Li Ju into the supernatural world, but its skills weren’t up to par. Compared to Li Ju, 666 would always be defeated.

As for why it was so fixated on a supernatural world, the reason was simple: Li Ju was afraid of ghosts.

This was a host and system who both loved and tormented each other. Their relationship had once been very close, but ever since System 666 had the bad luck to choose the Villain Department, Li Ju had nothing but hatred, and no love, for it.

The glory of the Villain Department was a thing of the past. No one was willing to be a villain and do missions anymore. After all, the more you tormented the protagonist in the early stages, the more miserable your death would be later on! Even though your emotions would be wiped after the mission was complete, so you wouldn’t feel the pain, it was still a thankless job. Some mission-takers would just quit halfway through.

So, when Li Ju, a fresh graduate, was full of anticipation for 666 to get lucky as usual, she never expected it to be so unlucky this time, drawing the Villain Department. She and System 666’s miserable lives as contract workers had begun.

Li Ju’s red lips curled into a seductive and charming smile when she heard 666 mention Tang Qingqing.

“I’m a brainless, malicious rich girl. The line of people who want to date me goes from my front door all the way to a foreign country. For a villain like me who’s going to die after three episodes, what’s wrong with me giving her a self-portrait to hang in her house to appreciate? Anyway, once I’ve given the male lead his money and tormented the female lead a bit, it’ll be time for me to go offline. So what if I’m a little crazy?”

Li Ju was an old hand at the Villain Department. She used to follow the system’s mission requirements to the letter. But then she figured out a way to slack off: ignore the minor plot points and only focus on the major ones. Once she survived the big plot points, she could just be chill and wait for death. It wouldn’t be long until the mission for the world was complete.

She had been taking this easy route for years and even managed to get the title of “Gold-Medal Employee.” When she accepted the award, both she and 666 smiled brightly. The Gold-Medal Employee bonus allowed her to get a discount on items in the store, and who wouldn’t love that?

[But this trick isn’t really tormenting the female lead; it’s just your narcissism acting up. I’m starting to feel a little bad for the female lead, Tang Qingqing. What if she wakes up and sees this devil? Will she ever be able to go back to sleep? Oh, I get it! So the host is using a psychological attack! Brilliant, just brilliant!]

Li Ju secretly pouted. Was her face really that scary?

She rolled her eyes in annoyance, tossed the paintbrush to the side, and then crossed her arms with a cold huff.

666 immediately went silent. When she took on this posture, it meant someone was about to get into trouble.

And sure enough, she started causing trouble. Li Ju walked over to the landline, pressed a speed dial button, and called someone directly.

[Tsk tsk, only the female lead would have the honor of being on the host’s speed dial.]

This wasn’t favoritism, though. It was just that Li Ju was too lazy to dial the long string of numbers, so it was easier to set Tang Qingqing’s contact as a speed dial. A single press, and the call would go through immediately. The ultimate lazy-person hack.

She lowered her long eyelashes, casting a shadow. Her serene, smiling face resembled a blooming rose, but as soon as Li Ju spoke, her petulance immediately added unreachable thorns to the flower.

“Tang Qingqing, I give you one minute to get to my room.”

“Starting the timer now!”

“60, 59, 58…”

The woman’s gentle voice made Tang Qingqing run towards the art studio without even bothering to put on a jacket. She was panting the whole way, her breaths barely noticeable against the sound of rain tapping on the window. But Li Ju kept the receiver pressed to her ear, so the difficult-to-ignore sound of gasping became like a curse. The more Li Ju heard it, the more her head hurt.

Damn it, was she a protagonist or what? Even her panting sounded nice!

“30, 25, 20!”

She was getting annoyed, so she would get revenge on Tang Qingqing in her own way.

Just then, the door opened.

The woman stepped into the bright light, wearing a pale purple nightgown. Her slender, jade-like fingers were wrapped around the doorknob. The ordinary doorknob seemed like a work of art in her hands because her fingers were so long and perfect.

Their eyes met, and Li Ju’s countdown stopped at “15.” She pursed her lips in frustration. She should have said to hurry up.

A faint glimmer of competitiveness flashed in Tang Qingqing’s clear, bright eyes, and she subtly raised an eyebrow. To Li Ju, this look was a provocation, because Tang Qingqing had arrived within one minute.

“You lost!”

Tang Qingqing leisurely smoothed her slightly messy hair. She couldn’t even be bothered to raise an eyebrow at Li Ju’s cheating. She glanced at Li Ju and chuckled softly, “Whether I lost or won, I think you know better than I do, Xiao Ju.”

Li Ju slammed down the receiver. She lifted her chin with an air of nobility and arrogance, taunting Tang Qingqing, “Who gave you permission to call me that? You’re just an unimportant person my mom sponsors. You don’t get to call me ‘Xiao Ju.'”

The person standing in front of her was this world’s female lead. Tang Qingqing was an orphan who had taken Li Ju’s mother’s last name. Over the years, she had always been an exemplary student, and Li Ju’s mother, Tang Ping, greatly admired this excellent girl.

Precisely because of Tang Ping’s affection for Tang Qingqing, her biological daughter, born of a business marriage, was treated with cold indifference. This was why Li Ju hated Tang Qingqing so much. She felt that Tang Qingqing had stolen all of her mother’s attention.

Li Ju often tormented Tang Qingqing. As a child, she would steal her snacks and get people to mock her. As an adult, she became even more abusive, treating Tang Qingqing like a personal lackey, telling her she could only go east, never west.

They were the same age, but Li Ju always used her status as an “older sister” to dominate Tang Qingqing.

All of Li Ju’s harassment of Tang Qingqing pushed her further and further away from Tang Ping. Sometimes, Tang Ping would scold Li Ju for being her father’s child, with the same black heart and maliciousness.

Li Ju would let Tang Ping’s criticism go in one ear and out the other, and she continued to treat Tang Qingqing the same way she always had. This made Tang Ping so angry that she simply adopted Tang Qingqing as her goddaughter.

It didn’t matter. In Li Ju’s eyes, Tang Qingqing was already Tang Ping’s daughter.

Until the boy Li Ju liked was also attracted to Tang Qingqing. Li Ju had just given a bunch of resources to Gao Sheng, which helped his company get off the ground, only to turn around and see him confessing to Tang Qingqing.

The old and new grudges piled up, and Li Ju floored the gas pedal. Since everyone hated her, she would take Tang Qingqing with her. If she wasn’t happy, Tang Qingqing shouldn’t get to be happy, either!

With a loud crash, the cars collided. Li Ju didn’t survive, and the female lead, Tang Qingqing, became disabled and confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. The male lead, Gao Sheng, was disfigured and silently stayed by her side.

Later, Tang Qingqing placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on Li Ju’s grave, with Gao Sheng’s figure still behind her. This scene was the final one of this world.

As the male lead’s ATM machine, Li Ju was extremely rich. Her favorite thing to say was that she was swimming in money, and that Tang Qingqing, that little thing, could never afford to provoke her.

Her mockery was starting to sound old to Tang Qingqing. Tang Qingqing closed the door behind her and said with an unchanging smile, “Since you say I’m unimportant, then why have you been bullying me since we were little? Don’t you just ignore people who don’t matter to you?”

She calmly walked past Li Ju. The pouring rain outside the window did not catch her eye. Her attention had been captured by the oil painting on the easel the moment she entered the room.

Only a narcissistic person could paint such a narcissistic portrait, as if Li Ju had incorporated all the most beautiful things in the world into her paintbrush to create this self-portrait.

Li Ju immediately jumped up to argue, “Don’t flatter yourself! My mission is to bully you! The moment I first saw you, I knew that in this house, it’s either you or me! We can’t both be here!”

“I hate you the most!”

Tang Qingqing raised the corners of her lips and turned to look at Li Ju, who was glaring at her with a furious look in her eyes. She nodded and said, “I know. You hate me the most.”

“Yes! I don’t hate anyone else in the whole world; I hate you the most!”

“Compared to cilantro, compared to scallions, ginger, and garlic, you are the most indigestible thing to me!”

Li Ju put on her grand airs and looked down on Tang Qingqing. As a rich young lady, she was a picky eater, and cilantro, scallions, ginger, and garlic were things she went out of her way to avoid. For her to say something like this showed just how deep her hatred for Tang Qingqing was.

Tang Qingqing couldn’t help but smile. “Is that so? But Xiao Ju, I’m a person. You can’t eat me, so what’s with all this ‘indigestible’ talk?”

“Blegh! Just looking at you makes my eyes hurt. And you think I would eat you? Don’t be so delusional.”

Tang Qingqing shrugged her shoulders, her expression saying something along the lines of, “Too bad I can’t be eaten by you.” Li Ju was finding fault with her in every way, but she had to admit one thing: the female lead was the female lead, and her appearance was top-notch.

With her fair skin and thick, beautiful hair, she radiated beauty even in a simple purple nightgown.

Tang Qingqing sat down in the chair in front of the easel. The short skirt exposed her fair skin as she moved. She picked up a paintbrush. When Li Ju saw this, she rushed over and said fiercely, “What are you doing? I’ll chop off your hand if you touch that!”

Tang Qingqing looked back and asked sweetly, “Didn’t you want to give this to me, Xiao Ju?”

“Who said I was giving it to you? I want you to hang it up and admire it every day. You’re supposed to feel worthless in front of my unparalleled beauty.”

Tang Qingqing smiled slightly and said slowly, “You’re giving it to me, so there’s nothing wrong with me writing my name on it, right?”

Li Ju furrowed her brow. Why couldn’t this female lead ever understand her? She didn’t understand as a child, and she still didn’t understand as an adult. She already said she wasn’t giving it to her.

Li Ju rolled her eyes and sneered, “Are you crazy?”

Write what? Even if she wrote all over the paper, this face wouldn’t belong to her. Did she really think that putting her stamp on it would make it hers? Did she think she was a puppy marking its territory?

“Tsk, once you’re done writing, get out of here and take the painting with you. You have to bow to it three times a day. If you miss once, you and I are done.”

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