The Villain Has A Yuri Halo [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5
On the way, her eyes flickered to the side, and then she leaned against the car window, a subtle smile on her lips, and admired the night sky.
It was the same starry sky, but tonight it was especially captivating, as if the stars were jumping one by one into her arms and then flying hand in hand to surround Li Ju.
Tang Qingqing couldn’t help but chuckle, which caught Li Ju’s attention.
“I’m so jealous of how relaxed you are,” she said. “You can drive on the way home, and I’ll see what’s so funny about the sky. What’s more,” she continued, a bit put out, “didn’t you notice I’m wearing my latest design? Or maybe the sapphire earrings didn’t blind you? Shouldn’t you compliment my style? You’ve been staring at the stars ever since you got in the car. Should I just let you go? I can drop you off at the next intersection.”
Li Ju felt like she must have been out of her mind to take Tang Qingqing out to dinner. Not only did she have to pay, but she also had to be the driver. For a moment, she couldn’t tell if Tang Qingqing was a gold digger or just here to enjoy herself.
Tang Qingqing’s eyes were full of a soft, gentle warmth. Her usual cold, distant demeanor was gone. Now, she was just a lovely woman who loved to smile.
Tang Qingqing clasped her hands together and rested them on her chin. She stared at Li Ju without blinking. “I just wanted to have dinner with you, Xiao Ju,” she said. “No matter how beautiful and mysterious the stars are, they can’t compare to you. I was only looking at the stars because I was afraid my gaze would bother you. Please don’t be angry; it might hurt your appetite.”
Li Ju didn’t forgive Tang Qingqing just because of her flattery. She huffed coldly. “You’re still so good at coaxing people.”
She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, her eyes on the road ahead, seemingly unswayed by Tang Qingqing’s smile.
“I rarely do,” Tang Qingqing replied.
“You’re so practiced. Are you sure you rarely do it?”
Tang Qingqing nodded.
Li Ju looked at her with suspicion. “So, the only reason you humor me is because I’m so mean? And you’re afraid you’ll get in trouble, so your sweet talk only works on me?”
Tang Qingqing’s smile stiffened slightly. She rubbed her forehead in a helpless gesture and whispered, “What if… what if it’s because I want to humor you?”
“What did you say?”
Tang Qingqing said wearily, “Yeah, yeah. Whatever makes you happy, Xiao Ju. My life or death is none of your business.”
Li Ju scoffed. “If I wasn’t worried about people at the company saying I mistreat you, I wouldn’t bother taking you out to dinner.”
Tang Qingqing pretended not to hear and lowered her head, playing with her long hair. Li Ju missed the mischievous smirk on her face.
The food she brought to the company was just bait to hook her. The reason her plan worked was because she knew Li Ju’s personality so well.
“What do you want to eat, Xiao Ju?”
Li Ju said “Huaiyang cuisine.”
Tang Qingqing didn’t object. She simply smiled and said, “Okay.”
In the quiet car, there was not an ounce of awkwardness between them. Their lives were already deeply intertwined.
The autumn wind blew gently, scattering fallen leaves across the ground. It was a melancholic atmosphere that could only be felt in autumn.
Tang Qingqing and Li Ju walked side by side. Suddenly, Li Ju reached out and grabbed the black-and-white scarf on Tang Qingqing’s neck. Tang Qingqing blinked at her innocently.
Li Ju pouted and quickly let go of the scarf, saying awkwardly, “You’re walking in the wrong direction.”
Tang Qingqing buried her face in the scarf, her exposed ears turning red. It was hard to tell if it was from the autumn wind or Li Ju’s words.
“You’re so stupid.”
“It’s fine if I’m a little stupid when I have you, Xiao Ju.”
Li Ju didn’t say anything, but her look showed her disagreement with Tang Qingqing.
“Wait.”
“What?”
A woman’s perfume quickly approached Li Ju. Tang Qingqing’s fair-skinned fingers gently buttoned up Li Ju’s collar. “If you don’t button this,” she said softly, “the cold wind will get in.”
Tang Qingqing looked into Li Ju’s eyes, and then her eyes curved into a crescent moon. “I don’t want the cold wind to bother you.”
If that cold wind was her, the button would have never been fastened.
Li Ju tugged at her collar, a bit uncomfortable. “Okay, I get it,” she replied.
She left Tang Qingqing behind and walked ahead. Tang Qingqing rushed to catch up. “Xiao Ju, wait for me.”
Li Ju’s hands were in her pockets, her hair was blowing in the wind, and her face was exquisitely beautiful. She didn’t say anything, but she slowed her pace.
[Host! Based on the current situation, we can definitely trigger the angst subplot from the story. Do you agree to have System 666 record the next scene?]
System 666’s sudden reminder made Li Ju’s brow twitch. They were both starving. Was this really the time to make the female lead suffer?
She pushed open the door to the private room, poured herself a glass of cold water, and said, “No.”
[Why not! If we don’t collect angst points, how are we supposed to complete the progress bar? You just need to say a few words and then go to the bathroom to run into the male and female leads. Then the angst can be collected. You’re lazy, but you can at least use your mouth and walk a few steps!]
System 666 was eager to get its hands on those angst points. Usually, Li Ju only worked on major plot points, or the climax of the story. But as a system, 666 wanted as many points as possible, so it worked hard to tempt Li Ju, hoping its host would have some pity on it for once.
However, this time, it failed again.
“Xiao Ju, do you want hot water?”
Li Ju finished the last sip of cold water and silently pushed the cup toward Tang Qingqing’s hand. She ran her fingers through her long hair, found a hair tie, and put it up. “Don’t ruin the mood while we’re eating,” she said calmly. “It’s fine if we skip the small plot points.”
[Hmph! I’m angry. I finally found an environment to activate the plot, and you’re going on strike again. How did you get that Employee of the Year award anyway! Someone must have been rigging the vote!]
Li Ju’s face was impassive. “Every world has a script. Other people on missions have to act out the whole thing for the mission to be successful. But I’ve managed to break away from the script’s constraints. What do you think that is? Luck? Of course not. It’s called skill. I’ve skipped so many small plot points, and my character hasn’t broken during the big ones. No one else in the entire department can do that, so it’s only right that I won the Employee of the Year award.”
Li Ju and System 666 were like beings from another world, holding the script. Li Ju was playing the role of “Li Ju” in the script, and 666’s job was to collect points for the person on the mission. It was a support system.
In other words, 666 was like a director. It knew the script, and it didn’t have to wait for a specific day. As long as it detected that the setting and the characters matched the scene in the script, it could start recording. It would wait for the person on the mission to interact with the main character, and then it would get points to move the progress bar forward.
When Li Ju first started working in the villain department, she used to wonder if everyone else in the world also had a script. Otherwise, how could she, all by herself, move everyone’s stories forward?
“Drink slowly. Be careful, it’s hot.” Tang Qingqing put the cup down and brushed her fingers across Li Ju’s hand.
Li Ju ignored the warning and took a sip of water. “Tang Qingqing, are you trying to scald me to death?” she asked, sounding like she was looking for an argument. “If I die, no one will be mean to you anymore, right?”
Tang Qingqing leaned in, her fingers pinching Li Ju’s chin, forcing her to look up. Her concern was genuine. “I’m so sorry,” she said, full of remorse. “This water has made your lips all red. I must be awful.”
With that, she gently rubbed Li Ju’s soft lips. She went back and forth, as if she couldn’t get enough.
Li Ju had only wanted to mess with Tang Qingqing; she hadn’t expected to put herself in this situation. She could feel the warmth of Tang Qingqing’s fingers. Tang Qingqing is so strange. Why does she have to touch me for so long?
Tang Qingqing’s smile was soft, like a pure white lily, elegant and pristine.
“Does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you, Xiao Ju. It won’t hurt as much.”
When Li Ju heard that, she almost jumped out of her chair. She pushed Tang Qingqing away and said, “Please remember that you’re a Chinese painting teacher at an art academy, not a kindergarten teacher who takes care of children! Blow on it? I’m… I’m perfectly fine!”
The water hadn’t been hot at all. Li Ju had simply brought this suffering on herself.
She tugged at her collar, and her hair, which she had casually put up, fell over her shoulder. Her lips were red, her face flushed with beauty.
Tang Qingqing’s smile grew wider, and the admiration in her eyes was unmistakable. She regretted that she hadn’t been able to blow on Xiao Ju’s “injured” spot.
The two of them stared at each other in silence, but that was Tang Qingqing’s illusion; she was the only one staring at Li Ju.
Just then, someone knocked on the private room door and pushed it open. The chattering outside stopped abruptly because they had realized they were in the wrong room.
“Hey! It’s Miss Li!”
The man’s friendly greeting made Tang Qingqing move closer to Li Ju. She placed her fair hand on Li Ju’s shoulder and said gently, “Xiao Ju, how come I’ve never met this friend of yours?”
Li Ju glanced at her audacious “dog paw,” then looked up with a mischievous smile. “There’s a lot you don’t know.”
Tang Qingqing’s smile didn’t falter, but a chill had entered her eyes.
“I’ve been a good little dog for you. Is this how you treat me?”
[Is this something I should be listening to?]