The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 33

Faced with Li Ju’s supposed threat, Fang Yihan didn’t understand the hidden meaning.

Fang Yihan felt that Li Ju’s words were very hard to decipher. What did her staying or leaving have to do with Long Jing’an? Long Jing’an wasn’t her employer, nor was he that important to her. Was she really supposed to listen to his advice?

“Sister Ju, please don’t fire me! I had no idea Senior Brother was contacting you behind my back. If he bothers you again, you have to tell me directly!” Fang Yihan complained, angry at Long Jing’an. What was he trying to do? She had finally found a good, comfortable job with a high salary. What right did he have to ask Sister Ju to fire her? Was it easy to find a job these days? Why should she give up this great assistant job and go back to being a useless trainee?

Fang Yihan was truly satisfied with her current life. She no longer had to listen to insults, or stay up later than a dog and wake up earlier than a chicken to go to practice. Compared to her old hellish life, her current one was heaven!

Her expression was so panicked and pitiful. The pleading in her eyes pleased a slightly tipsy Li Ju. Li Ju’s fingers stroked her chin, and she realized that her little assistant hadn’t even noticed Long Jing’an’s feelings. To her, his affection couldn’t compare to her job.

So Li Ju laughed mockingly. “Being a naive little fool is quite fun. At least you’re not the one with the headache.”

As if rewarding her, Li Ju gave Fang Yihan a soft, captivating smile that easily drew all of Fang Yihan’s attention.

Fang Yihan asked obediently, “How am I a fool? I’m just showing you my loyalty, Sister Ju. Without you, I wouldn’t have this job. I know what’s important! I’m not a fool at all.”

“Mm,” Li Ju didn’t argue. She leaned her full weight onto Fang Yihan’s shoulder, making her too flustered to speak. She wrapped her arms around the swaying, beautiful woman’s waist, holding her tight.

“I’m starting to wonder if you got a stomach problem from drinking and not starving yourself.”

Li Ju poked Fang Yihan’s cheek with her finger and complained lazily, “Did you think this industry was easy? I have no connections and no sugar daddy, and I still became famous. How many people do you think are jealous of me? Although the people who target me don’t use dirty tricks, those men and women are no pushovers. Hmph, if their acting isn’t as good as mine, they’re destined to be my sidekicks! So what if it’s just drinking? I’ll win in acting and in drinking!”

As she said this, her eyes were filled with ambitious fire. To win, she would stop at nothing. This brave confidence made Li Ju seem to glow.

The floor-to-ceiling windows behind them reflected the snowy landscape outside. The mountains were tall and majestic.

But Fang Yihan’s eyes couldn’t hold much more beauty. The woman in her arms had already completely captivated her.

Fang Yihan felt a new wave of sympathy for her, a feeling she couldn’t quite explain. Maybe it was because as another woman, she understood how difficult Li Ju’s path had been. Or maybe because they were friends, and she felt entitled to care for her.

In any case, she felt her anger disappear.

Li Ju was indeed a difficult artist. When Fang Yihan saw Xiao Yajun lying on the floor, she was furious.

She had been in her hotel room, worried sick and unable to sleep, while Li Ju was out having a drinking contest.

Was that something a top star should be doing? Wasn’t she afraid of getting caught and ending up on the trending searches tomorrow?

But somehow, all this rebellious behavior seemed to fit Li Ju.

She was born to be a wild flower.

Fang Yihan held Li Ju tightly and gently patted her back, cooing, “Sister Ju is amazing. You’re the best woman ever! Your acting is great, and you’re a great person. How can anyone not love you?”

“You missed something,” Li Ju corrected her seriously.

Fang Yihan looked around, then carefully led Li Ju toward a door on the left.

“What did I miss?”

“Not only is my acting good, my drinking is, too!”

Fang Yihan sighed and went along with the drunk woman’s words.

Li Ju glared at Fang Yihan, annoyed. But when she saw Fang Yihan’s hardworking expression, she closed her mouth. Forget it. I won’t say anything to make her cry.

“Sister Ju, stop staring and go to sleep!”

Fang Yihan gently placed Li Ju on the bed. The heavy down jacket had been discarded on the sofa. Fang Yihan wore a creamy white sweater that made her fair face look even more innocent. Her ponytail, usually tied up high, seemed to reflect her mood, looking loose with a few strands of hair falling out.

“You’re scolding me.”

Li Ju began to act unreasonable.

Fang Yihan laughed and knelt down. Her upward gaze now looked down, a sign of her obedience to Li Ju.

“How could I ever scold you, Sister Ju?”

“Then why are you telling me to go to sleep? I haven’t even removed my makeup or showered yet.”

Fang Yihan wasn’t comfortable with her state. She said awkwardly, “How about we save the shower for tomorrow? As for your makeup, I’ll help you with that.”

Li Ju said with a high and mighty attitude, “I refuse.”

She ordered Fang Yihan to stand up and motioned for her to take off her clothes.

Fang Yihan’s eyes went wide. “Is… is this part of an assistant’s job?!”

Li Ju scoffed disdainfully. “Did you think getting a double salary was that easy? I’m telling you to take off my clothes, not the other way around. What are you embarrassed about?”

Fang Yihan looked at her own hands, then at Li Ju’s beautiful face. She suddenly felt that her hands were full of sin. She… she was about to desecrate Li Ju.

Li Ju’s down jacket was God-knows-where. Her body was wrapped in a soft, form-fitting sweater. They say what’s hidden is the most tempting. As soon as Fang Yihan’s fingers touched the hem, her cheeks turned red uncontrollably.

She lowered her head, afraid Li Ju would see her expression.

But Li Ju was in a higher position. Every move she made couldn’t escape Li Ju’s sight.

“So innocent? We haven’t even taken off the shirt yet, and you’re like this?”

Fang Yihan’s eyelashes fluttered. Logically, she shouldn’t be reacting so strongly! They were both women, so why be embarrassed?

But the person in front of her was Li Ju, not just any woman.

Fang Yihan didn’t say a word, her face and ears red.

But she was obedient. She did what she was told, not wasting a second.

“Wait, don’t take off the sweater yet.”

“Huh?” She looked up, confused.

Li Ju leaned back on the bed with her hands. Her flushed face showed no sign of malice, only her smiling eyes revealed her teasing mood.

“Undo the button on my jeans first.”

Fang Yihan looked at Li Ju’s long, crossed legs, then her flat stomach. The button was easy to find, but she felt her heart racing.

Her fingers found the button and skillfully undid it.

The lace edge of Li Ju’s underwear came into view. The beautiful white skin was decorated with cute ribbons, creating a double temptation. The sight was so shocking that Fang Yihan accidentally fell onto the carpet. Her dazed expression made Li Ju burst into laughter.

Li Ju suddenly felt a pang of pity. She thought she should quit while she was ahead, before she broke her little assistant.

She got up and stroked Fang Yihan’s head, undressing as she walked.

The rustling sounds made Fang Yihan too shy to look back. Li Ju knew she wouldn’t peek, so she walked into the bathroom with no hesitation.

Fang Yihan swallowed hard. Good thing I don’t have a heart condition… otherwise I’d die in Li Ju’s hands. This beautiful woman shouldn’t be a murderer.

“Fang Yihan.”

The woman’s husky voice called out.

Fang Yihan raised her hand to answer.

Li Ju said lazily, “Don’t call him ‘Senior Brother’ in front of me from now on.”

“Don’t ask why,” she added.

Fang Yihan said meekly, “I wasn’t going to ask.”

“Hmm?”

Fang Yihan immediately corrected herself, “Okay, Sister Ju, I’ll remember.”

“Good girl.”

The bathroom door closed, and Fang Yihan felt like she had narrowly escaped death.

She knelt on the bed in a daze, clutching her head in frustration. “Ahhh! That was so embarrassing!”

Sister Ju was too much!

But why, why couldn’t she hate her?

“Fang Yihan.”

“Here!”

Li Ju’s playful eyes scanned the person who was now curled up in a ball and too embarrassed to look up. She tossed her sweater and jeans onto the bed and said, “Were you cursing at me in your head?”

“No, no!”

“I hope not.”

This time, she was really gone. The sound of a shower made Fang Yihan cautiously look back.

She couldn’t see anything, and the heat on her face slowly faded.

But when Fang Yihan glanced at the sweater she had just taken off, she couldn’t help but quietly lean in and take a sniff.

It was strange. She didn’t like people who smoked or drank, and she especially didn’t like the smell.

But why did she feel that the smell on Li Ju’s clothes wasn’t bad at all?

Her cheek rested against the bed. After a moment of silence, she lightly slapped her own face.

She spat at herself, “Pervert!”

Then she got up and left the room. She needed to do something to distract herself.

She carefully checked the surroundings, and when she was sure everything was okay, she called Xiao Yajun’s assistant. They were in the same boat, so Fang Yihan felt a little sympathy for her when she heard the assistant’s scream.

“Yihan, send me the address. I’ll be there right away!”

“Be careful on the road.”

“No paparazzi, right?”

Fang Yihan said thoughtfully, “I checked when I came. I just checked again. No paparazzi. This weather is too cold. No paparazzi would be here.”

“If it’s too cold for paparazzi, those two are completely insane! Alright, thanks for watching over Yajun for a bit. I’ll be there soon.”

Fang Yihan hung up the phone and put her hands on her hips. She looked at a sleeping Xiao Yajun, who was clutching a wine bottle, and let out a long sigh.

She’d just wait for her assistant to arrive. She really couldn’t drag Xiao Yajun by herself.

At least it was a suite with enough rooms, so none of them would have to sleep in the cold.

Fang Yihan folded Li Ju’s down jacket. She then saw a cigarette box, a lighter, and some makeup scattered on the floor from her backpack. She couldn’t help but glare at Xiao Yajun.

She knew a cigarette box was the reason Li Ju had smoked tonight. The culprit was right there!

She huffed. It was all Xiao Yajun’s fault for being a bad influence.

She just chose to ignore how naturally Li Ju had held the cigarette, deciding the fault lay entirely with Xiao Yajun.

She finished tidying up the two women’s belongings and placed them on the table. When she finally stood up, she saw that the snow outside the window was falling even harder.

The snowy scene was truly beautiful, like a fairy tale world inside a crystal ball, but this city’s snow had a unique local flavor to it. It felt less like a fairy tale and more like an imaginary wonderland that existed only in people’s minds.

She pressed her face against the window, gazing at it intently. Suddenly, she had a strong desire to share this beautiful sight with Li Ju.

Fang Yihan’s clear eyes curved into crescents as she said to herself, “Too bad. Sister Ju is in the shower and can’t see this. I get to have it all to myself.”

Some people are just susceptible to being talked about. As soon as she thought of Li Ju, she appeared.

“Fang Yihan, are you slacking off? You’re not protecting me in the room, but you’re out here in the living room looking at the snow. You must be really bored.”

The woman’s voice made her turn around awkwardly. Fang Yihan stood at attention with her hands behind her back and said sweetly, “Are you done with your shower, Sister Ju?”

“Mm. Come here.”

Fang Yihan scurried over and peeked through the door.

One look and she almost fell to her knees.

Li Ju tugged at the clothes she was wearing. They were stretched so tight on her body. She laughed sarcastically, “I told you to bring me a change of clothes. What is the meaning of you bringing your own?”

Fang Yihan quickly racked her brain, remembering. She had been so panicked before leaving that she had just instinctively grabbed a random outfit from her own luggage. So… Li Ju was now wearing her clothes.

“Sister Ju, you’re so naturally beautiful that you look good in anything. An outfit as simple as this looks like high-fashion couture on you. It’s making my heart flutter!”

A “rainbow compliment” is always applicable, no matter the situation. Fang Yihan, in her quick thinking, just wanted to save herself, but as she spoke, she meant it.

Because her clothes on Li Ju felt so… intimate.

Li Ju pinched her cheek. The slight pain made Fang Yihan look at her with an innocent, pleading gaze.

Her long, damp hair was loose. Her rosy, enchanting face was cold and expressionless. The hem of her shirt, now a little short, revealed her slender waist. It was so tiny it made you wonder what it would feel like to hold her.

“Now you’re talking nonsense? Your heart’s fluttering, huh? Good. Have the guts to move it, and I’ll show you how I’ll torture every part of your heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys.”

“Can’t you be a little nicer to me? Do you have to torture me?”

Li Ju smiled as she stroked her cheek. She whispered, “Sorry, I’m a bad woman. I don’t treat people well; I only torture them.”

Fang Yihan rubbed her cheek and lowered her head, staying quiet.

Li Ju checked the time and suddenly felt her stomach rumbling.

Sometimes, when you’re hungry, you want to eat everything.

She said, “I remember you told me you made winter melon and pork ribs soup?”

Fang Yihan, in a small act of revenge, smiled proudly. “Yes, I did. But I already drank it all. My cooking was extra good today. It was so delicious. Too bad you missed out, Sister Ju. Sigh.”

Li Ju pouted and ordered, “Go ask the front desk to borrow a kitchen and make me some.”

“Now?”

“Why not?”

Fang Yihan was about to argue, but when she saw the clothes Li Ju was wearing, she had no words left.

She was the assistant and had made such a huge mistake. Making a meal was a small price to pay! She could do it! No problem at all!

“Yes, ma’am!”

Li Ju frowned slightly. She thought to herself, She’s really naive. It’s almost midnight, and she’s not tired?

“Come back.”

Fang Yihan said, “But I have to cook.”

Li Ju gave her a haughty look. “I suddenly don’t want it anymore. Or do you have an issue with that?”

Fang Yihan stared at her, and Li Ju calmly stared back. “What are you looking at?”

“Are you… worried about me, Sister Ju?”

A smart person would know to keep their mouth shut at this moment, but Fang Yihan wasn’t a smart person.

So, a frustrated and embarrassed shout came from the bedroom. “Get out right now!”

Fang Yihan shrank her neck and ran out, closing the door behind her. She covered her mouth and giggled, remembering Li Ju’s expression.

Was she blushing?

Sister Ju is so cute.

The snow outside was falling, pure and flawless.

The sight made Fang Yihan think again of Li Ju’s rosy, embarrassed face.

The scenery was beautiful, and so was the person.

*******

When they temporarily left the cold North City for a warmer coastal area, it meant Li Ju had a new schedule.

She was going to be a guest on a variety show.

The plane landed at the airport in Jiangyang Town, and the group discreetly left through a private exit.

The tall woman, wearing sunglasses and a mask, had an extraordinary aura. Even with her beautiful face covered, fans still recognized her immediately.

The fans who came to see her in person were very excited, but they were also well-behaved and followed her in an orderly fashion, not causing any trouble for others.

But those looking for attention were different. They came as soon as they caught wind of her.

Li Ju was just about to get into the car when a sharp-looking woman held up her phone to live-stream, pointing the camera at Li Ju’s face. She asked loudly, “Li Ju, a source recently broke the news about your relationship with Long Jing’an. I heard that you signed with this new company because of him. And you were jealous of Long Jing’an’s assistant and believed that there shouldn’t be another woman by his side, so you took his assistant against her will. What do you have to say about these rumors?”

This woman would do anything to get famous. She wasn’t afraid of the angry stares of the fans. Her eyes were fixed on Li Ju, wanting to dig up more information.

She was so excited when she saw the live-stream audience grow to 10,000 in a short time.

The fans wanted to protect Li Ju and separate the woman from her, but Li Ju worried that her fans would be targeted by the public for defending her.

Li Ju was never one to be subtle. She stopped walking and didn’t get into the car.

She took off her sunglasses and hung them on her collar. Li Ju smiled. “You’re live-streaming, right?”

The woman was stunned by Li Ju’s question. She hadn’t expected her to ask that. She nodded and countered, “Yes, a lot of people in the live-stream like you. You can’t disappoint us, can you?”

Li Ju couldn’t stand this kind of self-serving narcissism. Who does she think she is, telling me not to disappoint them? It’s kind of funny.

Li Ju’s smile deepened. “The company change is another matter, let’s talk about the assistant. The people involved don’t have any issues. Isn’t that source being a little nosey? You’re using the word ‘steal’ just because I wanted an assistant? You really think highly of me. I could come up with a hundred baseless rumors in a minute. Anyone who believes them is a fool. Having an assistant is a normal thing. Is it a crime? If it’s not, why are you so curious?”

Her disdainful look made the live-streaming woman so embarrassed she wanted to disappear. She felt like a total idiot after what Li Ju said.

The woman, not giving up, pressed on, “Don’t change the subject. Your assistant was originally Long Jing’an’s, and now she’s yours. If that’s not ‘stealing,’ what is it? I also heard that the assistant is a good friend of Long Jing’an’s. Why would she go to you if she wasn’t forced?”

Li Ju tutted. “I can tell you’ve never been offered a great opportunity by an exceptional person. That’s why you’re so cynical. I forgive you for being jealous of my assistant, and I forgive your ugly behavior. I’m only going to say this once, and you’re not listening to my explanation. Is it because you wish you were the one I stole? Well, I’m sorry, but your character is not worthy of me.”

She took a small gift from Fang Yihan, who had been quietly guarding her, and handed it to a fan in the front row. She waved elegantly and pushed Fang Yihan into the car.

A potential storm was handled effortlessly by Li Ju. The woman cursed under her breath as fans deliberately blocked her.

Fang Yihan looked at Li Ju carefully, wringing her hands. “Sister Ju, I’m sorry. I caused you trouble.”

She had thought that leaving Long Jing’an’s side would solve all her problems, but it turned out she was a magnet for trouble. Trouble followed her wherever she went.

Will she hate me for this? Why can’t I be someone she likes?

Li Ju looked at her, an expression of helplessness on her face. It was such a small thing, why was she so upset?

Just as she was about to say something, she heard System 666 speak.

[Notice! Notice! This scene perfectly matches the plot where the villain is disgusted by the protagonist’s trouble-making personality. Please approve the following scene!]

Li Ju rubbed her forehead. Great. The classic troublemaker plot is here. It’s only natural for a villain to target the protagonist.

But Li Ju wasn’t the same Li Ju as before. She now had “dual services.”

[Ooh~ My dear parasite, come out and welcome King A’Ci! Hehehe, I’ve grown another leaf! I’m a genius! Eh, eh! Where am I? Wait, why are you so young? Where is my gray-haired parasite?! Well, it’s no big deal. King A’Ci has seen it all. Let me get my thoughts in order, let me just organize my thoughts. But before I do that, can you spare a second, dear parasite? Because the woman next to you is about to cry! The feeling… the scent… it’s a little close to love!]

Li Ju heard this and was a hundred percent in disbelief.

“Please. I’m the villain, and she’s the protagonist! How could there be love between us?”

This isn’t a yuri novel!

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