The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 44

She stated grandly, “Whatever you say!”

“Wow, Little Snowflake is such a good girl.”

Li Ju’s cooing tone, as if she were a mother coaxing her child, made Fang Yihan laugh. They both laughed in unison.

Li Ju glanced at the time. She couldn’t keep chatting; Fang Yihan had things to do.

Her lashes lowered gently, and a captivating smile bloomed on her face.

“Little Snowflake,” she said, “come back soon.”

“I will! I’ll fly right back home!”

******

It had been a long, long time since Li Ju had posted anything online. Today, on a whim, she logged into her social media account. No reason, really—she was just bored. She thought a person’s life was quite contradictory; when busy, she’d dream of slacking off, but when she was finally able to relax, she felt so idle she was practically growing mushrooms.

Her new favorite spot was the living room sofa. After they had moved, Fang Yihan had specially chosen this sofa for her so she could lie down more comfortably.

One time, Xiao Yajun and her assistant, Tan Xiaoxiao, came to visit. As soon as Xiao Yajun sat on the sofa, she was captivated by its feel and insisted on buying the same one. Li Ju was so disgusted that she tried to kill Xiao Yajun with her eyes.

In Li Ju’s opinion, this was a special item prepared for her by her girlfriend, Fang Yihan. How could anyone else have the same thing?

But Xiao Yajun pretended not to notice Li Ju’s death stare. As long as she could annoy Li Ju, it was a celebratory victory!

However, as a fellow woman, Xiao Yajun had noticed the intimate physical contact between them and seemed to understand something.

Smart people have their own ways of living. As for her, she preferred to see through things without speaking about them.

Li Ju propped her chin on her left hand, mumbling to herself, “This password is so hard to remember. I should just change it!”

[What are you going to change it to, my dear parasite?]

A’Ci’s attitude toward Li Ju had recently become more and more fawning. After all, Li Ju controlled its food source. Although the lovey-dovey atmosphere from Fang Yihan was enough to get by on, ten Fang Yihans put together couldn’t compare to the deliciousness Li Ju provided. The love she produced was the best nourishment for A’Ci. How else could Li Ju have been targeted and parasitized in the first place?

The human and the flower were interdependent.

Li Ju didn’t think for long. She seriously changed her new login password. A’Ci stared for a while but couldn’t understand what the string of numbers meant.

[Did you just randomize these numbers?]

Li Ju was worried her memory might be off after her head injury. She cautiously called out to Fang Yihan. “Little Snowflake, is your birthday June 26th?”

Fang Yihan, who was folding clothes, poked her head out and smiled gently. “Yes, June 26th. Why?”

Li Ju wasn’t going to be a selfless giver. She wiggled her phone and said proudly, “I just changed my social media password to your birthday. What do you think? Don’t I love you so much?”

Fang Yihan looked at Li Ju, who was lazily lying on the sofa in her gray loungewear. Her eyes filled with tenderness, and her gentle, elegant face took on a hint of charm from Li Ju’s sweet words. “You’re the best, Master.”

That was the reward Li Ju was looking for. She was satisfied and went back to playing on her phone, no longer bothering the busy Fang Yihan.

The leg that didn’t have a cast on it wiggled playfully, like a proud cat wagging its tail.

Fang Yihan was so smitten with her own metaphor that she cupped her cheeks with her hands. She really wanted to go over and kiss Li Ju!

[…]

[So it’s Fang Yihan’s birthday. Not surprising at all.]

[I’m inhaling, inhaling, inhaling, filling my stomach, ignoring these two fools in love!]

Li Ju had long since grown used to A’Ci’s constant chatter. It was like a running commentary. Once she accepted this, Li Ju felt that having this strange creature around was actually quite cute.

When a person is in a good mood, even things they dislike are automatically beautified. And what about A’Ci? Of course, Li Ju had to praise it.

Li Ju opened her social media. She found that her most recent post was a picture of Fang Yihan. Even though it wasn’t a front-facing shot, just a back view of her hugging a chubby snowman, Li Ju could still recognize Fang Yihan.

She nodded knowingly. So she was right—she had really liked Fang Yihan before! Traces of Fang Yihan were in every aspect of her life.

Li Ju curiously clicked on the comments. Most of them were fans praising her, but a few unkind ones happened to catch Li Ju’s eye.

She squinted and read through them with difficulty. Even without her memories, seeing those comments made her want to cover her face in embarrassment.

Damn it, damn the plot! Why did she have to be so blind to fall for Long Jing’an and be so stupid for love? It was a good thing her professional skills were strong enough that she could get through it with her acting. Otherwise, her crazy antics for love would have ruined her career for good!

This plot was so set up that it didn’t care about the villain’s life at all. A top-tier actress, all because of some trainee from a talent show, was going to self-destruct.

Li Ju couldn’t imagine how her former self had survived all that. All she could say was, amnesia was a blessing!

She lifted her head from her arm and used her crutch to walk toward Fang Yihan. If she weren’t afraid of Fang Yihan scolding her, Li Ju would have just hopped over on one leg.

“Hm? What are you doing here?”

Fang Yihan had just taken the clothes out of the dryer. The moment she saw Li Ju, her mind was no longer on folding laundry.

She walked over and touched Li Ju’s head. Why was she suddenly so down? She looked listless, as if she’d been wronged.

Li Ju leaned into her embrace and kissed her on the lips. “I wanted to kiss you,” she whispered. It was a good way to cleanse her eyes. The beautiful girl in front of her was the person she truly loved.

Fang Yihan smiled sweetly, obediently deepening the kiss. When it was over, she couldn’t bring herself to leave Li Ju’s lips and instead licked them.

“Is something on your mind, Master?”

Li Ju was surprised by her perceptiveness, but she simply smiled. “No. I just wanted to kiss you because I missed you. Is that so wrong?”

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk, Fang Yihan didn’t press the issue. Since Li Ju was upset, it was her duty as a girlfriend to comfort her.

Fang Yihan wrapped her slender arms around Li Ju’s waist. Behind them was a long table for folding clothes. Fang Yihan exerted a little pressure on her arms, and Li Ju, seeing what she was doing, used her good leg to hoist herself up onto the table.

Li Ju’s eyes were filled with a captivating charm. The allure of her peachy eyes made Fang Yihan lift her head and kiss the corner of her eye. Fang Yihan didn’t linger on those deeply affectionate eyes, focusing instead on her soft lips.

She gently nibbled, savoring the moment.

Their lips and teeth met in a lingering, intimate kiss.

At this moment, Li Ju couldn’t think of those boring people in the comments. She was completely lost in Fang Yihan’s kiss.

Later, Li Ju posted a photo on her social media.

This was her first official public appearance since her fall. She once again made it to the trending topics.

The photo she posted was full of content. She was leaning on her crutch, her arm possessively wrapped around Fang Yihan, which meant Fang Yihan was the one taking the picture.

But when Li Ju posted it, a big red heart sticker covered Fang Yihan’s face.

In the photo, Li Ju was beautiful and charming, her mature, womanly aura turning countless people into monarchs who only cared about beauty. The way Li Ju was hugging her also left a lot to the public’s imagination.

*****

[Ahhh! Li Ju is back from the dead!]

[She’s hugging the little assistant, right? With my sharp eyes, that’s definitely the little assistant!]

[What does this mean? Li Ju has a new flame? The new flame is her little assistant? I’m honestly not surprised at all that this is happening to Li Ju… It feels like something she would do.]

[Can you guys be normal? Don’t just analyze every photo. Who cares what their relationship is? I’m just so thankful that Li Ju is safe!]

[Don’t say it, but don’t say it… This pose is super shippable…]

[Just saying, I’ve been shipping the big star x little assistant for a long time. Who remembers that video from before where they hugged? The little assistant hugging Li Ju was so alpha! And at that moment, Li Ju’s eyes were so gentle~]

[She has peach blossom eyes. They look gentle even when she’s looking at a rock. I’m not saying the little assistant is a rock, I’m just explaining!]

Li Ju’s eyes lit up as she scrolled through the comments. What leaked video? Were there new clips she hadn’t seen yet?!

Li Ju, who was eagerly searching for the video, didn’t know that her post had also been sent to two other people.

Sister Cai looked at her phone screen, which had lit up. She had set Li Ju as a special contact, so it was normal for her to receive notifications of new posts.

But she looked at Long Jing’an’s direction with a strange expression. Both their phones had lit up at the same time.

Sister Cai genuinely couldn’t figure out what Long Jing’an was thinking. If he was so disgusted with Li Ju, why was he secretly following her online?

Long Jing’an’s expression was stiff, and he avoided Sister Cai’s gaze.

Sister Cai smiled as she opened her phone and clicked on the notification. Then she handed the phone to Long Jing’an, adding fuel to the fire. “An, you don’t have to worry about Li Ju’s attitude toward you anymore. She’s already got the girl. You can rest easy now.”

The muscles in Long Jing’an’s jaw tensed. He was clearly gritting his teeth to suppress his anger.

Sister Cai wasn’t trying to provoke him; she was stating a fact. “The truth is, it’s a good thing that Yihan and Li Ju are together. Li Ju has the ability and confidence to protect Yihan from public opinion. This woman is a very special presence in the entertainment industry. She’s a popular celebrity, but her fans aren’t crazy and don’t try to control her. They love every part of her, which is something other celebrities can’t do.”

She turned off her phone and spoke with an unyielding expression about Long Jing’an’s limitations. “You, on the other hand, are a rookie. You have no works, and you rely entirely on your fans’ support. The downside of this is that you have to prioritize your fans. Until your status is unshakeable, you have no right to fall in love, and you have no right to say no to your fans.”

Her sincere words made Long Jing’an’s face darken in silence. “You should be thankful to Li Ju,” Sister Cai continued. “Without her intervention, your situation would be much more difficult. Don’t underestimate the investigative skills of fans. If you had gone through with it, you would have been hurt, but you wouldn’t be innocent, and Yihan would have suffered for nothing.”

Long Jing’an finally couldn’t help but protest. “Sister Cai! I just wanted to be with the person I love! Is that so wrong?”

“Of course it is! You’re dating right after your debut. Are you disgusting the company or your fans? You hid it so well. I had no idea you were even thinking about dating. If I had known you were so restless, I would never have signed you, you good-for-nothing. Idol dating is a capital offense!”

Sister Cai threw a contract at him. “Sign it, and let’s end this amicably. You can go find another company to sign with, but we’re not taking you back.”

Long Jing’an slapped the table in anger and humiliation. “Was it Li Ju’s fault?”

“You act like a lunatic, smashing things and holding Yihan hostage to force Li Ju to jump off a building. Do you think we’d dare keep someone as radical as you? To tell you the truth, ever since Li Ju woke up, she hasn’t mentioned you once. They found true love in the face of adversity. Who wants to deal with a ticking bomb like you?”

The sound of their arguing made Yao Zelan push the door open. Seeing her, they temporarily put away their anger.

Long Jing’an looked away from Yao Zelan in shame. “Mom,” he said coldly. “Why did you come in? Didn’t I tell you not to bother me?”

Yao Zelan looked at Long Jing’an in disappointment, then did something she had never done before: she slapped him.

The loud smack made Sister Cai stop and watch. Long Jing’an’s face turned a deep red in shame. He looked at Yao Zelan sadly. “Mom! What did you do!” he demanded.

Yao Zelan had been acting strangely lately, often with swollen eyes. During a recent argument, Long Shuda had angrily left. Later, Long Jing’an learned his father had gone back to their hometown without telling him, leaving only his mother to care for him.

“I’m sorry, I failed to raise my child well. We’ll sign this contract, and we’ll pay the breach of contract fee even if we have to sell everything we own.”

Sister Cai couldn’t help but offer a word of advice. “The company has been helping to hide An’s hospitalization. It’s not hard for him to sign with a new company while he’s still popular, but you have to be careful and make sure you’re not being taken advantage of.”

Yao Zelan took the contract with a trembling hand. She didn’t look at Long Jing’an as she thanked Sister Cai in a hoarse voice.

Sister Cai didn’t want to stay. Yao Zelan calmly saw her out.

Before she left, she gave Long Jing’an a warning look. “I have something to say to you in a bit,” she said in a low voice.

Sister Cai was surprised by her change, but she also felt Long Jing’an needed to be disciplined.

“Ms. Yao, please go back. It’s cold outside.”

Yao Zelan’s graying hair made her look older. When she looked at Sister Cai, she couldn’t help but ask, “That embroidery I gave her… did she like it?”

Sister Cai forced a laugh. “Li Ju had Yihan put it away. It’s a rented apartment, so there’s no need to decorate it too nicely.”

Yao Zelan’s eyes dimmed, but then she smiled, relieved. “Okay, I understand.”

Sister Cai waved to her and left quickly.

At that moment, the snow fell on North City as promised. Yao Zelan’s eyes were blurry and red. She was remembering something from more than twenty years ago.

She remembered a winter day. It hadn’t snowed, but a cold wind was blowing.

******

Li Ju was only a few years old. She had always been a composed child and hadn’t cried during their separation. She just stood quietly by the adults, watching them drive away.

And what was Yao Zelan doing at the time?

She was probably wiping away tears as she tried to stop Long Jing’an, who was in the car, from leaning out the window and waving goodbye to his older sister. Little kids don’t understand what separation means. He thought his sister was playing a game with him.

Yao Zelan reluctantly leaned out the car window for one last look at her daughter. In the end, all she saw were her daughter’s indifferent eyes.

After that, she heard that Li Ju had gotten very sick and forgotten a lot of things. She felt a little bitter but also a sense of relief.

She hadn’t expected that after so many years, she would still recognize her daughter at a glance. Looking back at Li Ju’s past, Yao Zelan wept uncontrollably.

Everyone else thought Li Ju’s words to Long Jing’an were an ambiguous expression of interest, but Yao Zelan knew they were memories from her mind, memories of family.

In the beginning, when Li Ju met Long Jing’an, she said he looked familiar, which sparked her interest.

She had no idea that Long Jing’an was literally the person from her childhood memories.

Yao Zelan didn’t hide this from Long Jing’an. After hearing everything, Long Jing’an’s eyes were wide with shock. He clutched his head in disbelief. “How is that possible! She…how could she be my biological sister! I…hurt her?”

Yao Zelan’s tears streamed down her face as she choked back a sob. “An, we owe her this. Don’t fight her anymore, and don’t resent her. Just be strangers. I’m begging you.”

Long Jing’an was so shocked that he couldn’t speak. He sat on the sofa, unmoving.

After a long while, he opened the contract Sister Cai had left behind and signed his name.

He thought he could pretend that nothing had happened and continue being a popular idol in the entertainment industry, but Long Jing’an soon realized he had lost a very responsible agent. He also understood why so many people had envied him when he debuted—because only celebrities with popularity could survive in this industry, and he owed a huge debt to Li Ju.

Unfortunately, his realization came too late.

But that was a story for another time.

*******

“Excellent, great, your acting has improved even more after your recovery. Li Ju, you’re a genius!” The director praised her without holding back. Li Ju, who had just finished her scene, took the down jacket and shivered as she drank some hot water.

“It’s because the director is a good guide and the script is well-written,” she said calmly. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to achieve this result.”

The director laughed heartily. Even though Li Ju’s injury had delayed their filming, the director was willing to wait. He believed Li Ju was worth it. This was his trust in her.

After a few small chats, Li Ju went to the studio tent to warm up.

Fang Yihan anxiously touched her leg. “Are you okay?” she whispered. “It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

“How could I be uncomfortable?” Li Ju said with a smile. “You’ve taken such good care of me for over a month. You don’t seem very confident in your own abilities.”

Fang Yihan pulled a chair over and gently sat her down. Then she busied herself with Li Ju’s makeup and hair. “I’m worried about you,” she said softly. “That’s why I asked. I wouldn’t care about anyone else.”

“Should I thank Little Snowflake?”

In Li Ju’s deep gaze, Fang Yihan seemed to guess her reward. She leaned in and whispered softly, “You can thank me when we get home.”

“Oh, you really aren’t modest at all.”

“Why should I be modest with you?” Fang Yihan said playfully.

Just then, the tent flap was pushed open, and in came Xiao Yajun, who had also just finished filming. She winked and teased, “What secrets are you two whispering about?”

Li Ju looked at her with disdain. “Why aren’t you done with your scenes yet?”

“Yihan, it’s my wrap party tonight, so I’m paying. You can come by yourself. Don’t bring a certain someone,” Xiao Yajun said, clearly showing her double standards. She was cold to Li Ju but spoke to Fang Yihan with a gentle voice.

Li Ju, feeling jealous, wrapped her arms around Fang Yihan’s waist. “Without my permission, Little Snowflake won’t go.”

Xiao Yajun raised an eyebrow at Fang Yihan, who gave her a look of silent consent.

Xiao Yajun looked at Li Ju with contempt. “You two are so obsessed with each other!”

“Sour grapes,” Li Ju said with a cool laugh.

Xiao Yajun walked over and shook her fist. “If I could beat you, I would’ve knocked you out by now!”

Li Ju clicked her tongue in sympathy. “So you can only fantasize. How pathetic.”

Seeing that the two were about to start bickering, Fang Yihan quickly intervened. “Li Ju, we don’t have anything to do today, and I really want to go to the wrap party. Why don’t you come with me? I’d be lonely by myself.”

Li Ju’s sharp eyes instantly turned gentle. The change in her expression was so quick that Xiao Yajun scoffed.

“Then we’ll listen to Little Snowflake,” Li Ju said with a smile.

Xiao Yajun held back her laughter and called out, “Henpecked!” She then turned and ran, but worried that Li Ju wouldn’t show up, she opened the tent flap and reminded them, “Remember to come! Don’t forget.”

Fang Yihan smiled and agreed. Looking at the disgruntled Li Ju, she suddenly thought the two of them were hilarious. They despised each other, but they also helped each other. Perhaps some friendships were just like that.

Li Ju was now used to this rhythm of life, filming scenes, attending other shows or business shoots. With Fang Yihan’s constant reminders, no one could tell that Li Ju had amnesia.

Fang Yihan touched her face. “What’s wrong? You keep staring at me.”

“I’m not henpecked,” Li Ju said seriously. “I just feel like I’ve been bullying you too much, and I want to be a good person.”

Fang Yihan couldn’t help but laugh. “What kind of good person do you want to be?” she asked, playing along.

Li Ju’s eyes slanted, looking at her smiling face. A smile suddenly appeared on her lips. She playfully pinched Fang Yihan’s chin and whispered, “You’ll find out when we get home.”

The word “home” meant peace and comfort.

But this time, for some reason, Fang Yihan had a strange feeling, as if Li Ju had a trump card up her sleeve, waiting to defeat her in one blow.

She waited and waited until they finally got home.

Li Ju drank a few glasses of red wine. She calmly took her clothes and went to shower, completely ignoring Fang Yihan’s expectant look.

This was exactly the kind of suspense she wanted to create.

Fang Yihan blinked, following her like a little tail.

Li Ju poked her forehead with her finger. “Want to shower together?” she teased.

“No, no, no,” she shook her head.

Li Ju laughed. “Then you’d better be a good girl and wait for me.”

When she was ready, Li Ju leaned on the sink, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a black-and-white maid outfit with cat ears.

She looked at herself doubtfully. “Will this really work?”

[Trust me! If this doesn’t work, then I, King A’Ci, am a fool!]

Li Ju decided to trust it for once. She curled her hair with a curling iron, then touched the bell on her neck. She calmly pushed open the bathroom door and saw Fang Yihan, who had pulled over a stool and was waiting for her with pleading eyes.

Li Ju smiled. “I got creative in the bathroom and came up with a script for a cat-eared maid and a cute girl. I was wondering if you’d be willing to practice with me?”

“And you’ve been taking care of me all this time. This time, I’ll be the one taking care of you.”

“I always hear you calling me ‘master.’ Today, it’s my turn.”

“Is that okay, my dear master?”

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