The Villain I Loved Has Broken Free and Transmigrated Out of the Story - Chapter 19

Yin Ya never expected this to happen. Judging by the Big Villain’s words, she’d probably already concluded that Yin Ya’s stumble was deliberate!

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Yin Ya frowned, instinctively reaching for something to steady herself. Her hand met a familiar, slick texture.

Looking down, she saw a tendril of spiritual power, roughly the thickness of her forearm, cradling her beneath. Its tip swayed leisurely, like an octopus’s tentacle.

This reminded her of the message she’d just received from her childhood friend. With mixed emotions, she averted her gaze, pushing herself up as she explained, “I just lost my balance for a moment. My legs went weak.”

“Is that so?” Cang Lanyan’s voice was flat, her tone betraying clear skepticism.

“What else would it be?” Yin Ya retorted. “Do you think I was trying to throw myself into your arms?”

She found the idea absurd. Surely the Big Villain’s twisted logic wouldn’t lead her to such a conclusion?

Without waiting for a response, Yin Ya carefully used the spiritual power tendril to return to her seat, resignedly slumping back over the desk to recover the energy drained by the healing.

Watching Cang Lanyan retract the spiritual power tendril and resume reading, Yin Ya belatedly realized a problem.

If the Big Villain truly believed she was feigning injury, wouldn’t it have been simpler to just move the chair away, letting her fall flat on her face? That would not only prevent her from using the same trick to get closer in the future, but also reinforce her cold-hearted reputation.

Yet Cang Lanyan didn’t do that. Instead, she deliberately channeled her spiritual power to catch Yin Ya, especially after their recent argument.

The more Yin Ya thought about it, the more unsettling it felt. In fact, ever since she first saw Cang Lanyan that morning, she’d had a vague sense that something was off about her behavior, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on what.

If pressed, she’d say it was like a villain suddenly turning over a new leaf—except Cang Lanyan’s “reform” was so slight it was barely perceptible.

The rustling of pages echoed in the air, pausing occasionally for a few seconds.

Yin Ya hadn’t slept well all night. The rhythmic sound of the turning pages made her drowsier. She closed her eyes, secretly envying the Big Villain’s lightning-fast reading speed.

She’d only meant to rest for a moment, but the moment her eyes closed, she drifted off. A pungent odor finally roused her from her slumber.

Her glasses had slipped, and when she opened her eyes, the blurred vision made her dizzy. The sleepiness vanished as she quickly adjusted her glasses. Cang Lanyan was already eating small wontons.

The Big Villain clearly disliked disposable utensils. She was now using the spoon Yin Ya had used the night before, scooping up a seaweed-wrapped wonton and popping it into her mouth.

The wontons were still steaming, but Cang Lanyan didn’t seem to care about the heat. She didn’t even blow on them before taking a bite, chewing only a few times before swallowing.

“Are they good?” Yin Ya couldn’t help asking.

“Decent,” Cang Lanyan replied, glancing at her and pointing with her spoon. “Yours.”

Wontons get cold quickly, and Yin Ya didn’t know how long she’d been asleep. She quickly brought the container over, peeked inside, and only then took off her glasses and started eating.

After a few bites, she remembered to ask, “How did you get the delivery?”

“Telekinesis,” Cang Lanyan answered.

Yin Ya had just let out a sigh of relief when she added, “That human was so easily spooked. He screamed and shouted for ages before running off.”

Yin Ya nearly choked, staring wide-eyed at her in disbelief. “You used telekinesis right in front of him?!”

“Why not?” Cang Lanyan retorted.

“Let’s put aside the fact that most people in the Human Realm don’t believe in gods and spirits. Even those who do would… would be terrified if they saw something vanish into thin air before their eyes,” Yin Ya stammered, struggling to explain her fear. “They’d spread the story, and to convince others, they might even check surveillance footage…”

Her voice trembled, and she regretted falling asleep earlier, too late to prevent this.

“What exactly are you afraid of?” Cang Lanyan frowned, setting down her spoon.

“I-I’m terrified of being investigated!” Yin Ya raised her voice, her words tumbling out in a rush. “This world is different from yours! There’s no spiritual power or spells here! If something supernatural happens to an ordinary person, it’ll attract a lot of attention! Once the media picks up on it, professionals will come to investigate. If they discover you’re not from this world, I’ll definitely be taken away!”

“Why would you be taken away?” Cang Lanyan countered.

“Because I’m…” Yin Ya, panicked, nearly blurted out her true identity. She managed to bite her tongue just in time, closing her mouth and lowering her head in silence.

But she knew those few words had already piqued Cang Lanyan’s curiosity.

Yin Ya was on the verge of tears. Whether it was the Big Villain’s Telekinesis being discovered by others, or her own identity being exposed to the Big Villain, both scenarios spelled disaster for her.

She cautiously observed Cang Lanyan’s expression, but to her surprise, Cang Lanyan broke her usual habit of probing further. Instead, she simply gave Yin Ya a meaningful look, said nothing, and resumed eating her small wontons.

Yin Ya didn’t dare freeze. Mechanically scooping up the small wontons and bringing them to her mouth, her heart raced wildly as her mind conjured up various dire consequences.

If they review the surveillance and discover the delivery packaging vanished without a trace, won’t the police come to investigate? And if they do, won’t they uncover Cang Lanyan’s unauthorized entry into someone’s home the night she first arrived here? And what if the Big Villain decides to pull another trick when the investigators arrive…?

Yin Ya couldn’t bring herself to finish the thought. Just contemplating it chilled her to the bone. Her hand trembled uncontrollably as she held the spoon, fear engulfing her completely.

After eating about half the bowl of wontons, Cang Lanyan finally spoke: “The ‘surveillance’ you mentioned earlier—was that the eyeball-shaped artifact near the door?”

Yin Ya gasped, looking up at her in bewilderment.

“I’ve already cut off its spiritual power supply…” Cang Lanyan paused. “In human terms, you’d call it its ‘electricity’ supply.”

“…When did you do that?” Yin Ya asked.

“The night I visited the other human dwellings,” Cang Lanyan replied. “The moment I saw it, I knew it was a surveillance-type artifact. I couldn’t afford to take it lightly.”

Though Cang Lanyan’s expression remained unchanged, Yin Ya had already guessed some of the implications. She unconsciously tightened her grip on her plastic spoon.

“Cang Lanyan, are you trying to get me to talk?” Yin Ya demanded, her voice low. The plastic spoon in her hand crumpled under the pressure.

If the Big Villain had explained this earlier, I wouldn’t be so panicked now!

“No, I just put two and two together,” Cang Lanyan said, shaking her head. She glanced at the crushed spoon in Yin Ya’s hand and frowned. “Just hurry up and organize that information for me.”

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