The Villainous Sister-in-law Mistakenly Marked as the Heroine (Transmigration) - Chapter 39

Rong Jing turned and walked back to the living room.

Lin Qile followed nervously, calling out to the system in her heart: Has her darkening process stopped?

After being forced to leave earlier, she had planned to return to school. But she hadn’t gone far when the system’s warning sounded: The villain’s darkening level is still increasing, 35.4%, 35.8%, 36.1%…

The speed of the increase made her scalp tingle!

She even felt like she might not live to see tomorrow.

If the villain turned dark, her mission would fail, and failure meant destruction.

So, she didn’t dare leave. She crouched downstairs, waiting until He Yan had left before sneaking back up.

Then she saw the delivery guy!

Following Rong Jing into the living room, she fawningly opened the takeout. “You must be hungry, here!”

“Ugh!”

Before she could finish, Rong Jing covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

Lin Qile hurriedly brought a glass of water to the bathroom, chattering nervously, “I once heard about a case where a woman was extremely frugal. She kept having stomach pains but refused to see a doctor. Then one day, she won the lottery, just when she should’ve been living well, she went to the hospital and was diagnosed with something terrible…”

Rong Jing straightened up and turned to glare at her. “What are you trying to say?”

She handed over the water respectfully, muttering, “Some illnesses shouldn’t be ignored. Don’t end up with the money still there but no one left to spend it.”

“Lin! Qi! Le!”

Rong Jing gritted her teeth as she spat out her name. “Do you get some kind of sick pleasure out of wishing me dead every single day?”

“Not at all! I’m just concerned and want you to go to the hospital!”

If the villain died, her mission would fail, and she’d be doomed too, right?

“System, am I right?”

[Yes. If the villain dies, this world will collapse, and you, as the host, will also vanish. Your real-world body will die as well.]

Lin Qile’s face instantly paled with terror.

Seeing her genuinely frightened expression, Rong Jing’s mood improved slightly. “The takeout’s too greasy. Go cook something.”

“Okay, I’ll do it right away.”

Lin Qile dashed to the kitchen.

Rong Jing walked out of the bathroom, holding the glass of water, and watched Lin Qile’s retreating figure before sighing deeply. “Why do I even bother getting mad at an idiot?”

Lin Qile whipped up three dishes in half an hour.

Rong Jing ate a little, thankfully without vomiting again.

But as soon as she finished, she yawned. “I’m going to sleep.”

“No!”

Lin Qile grabbed her. “You just ate, and you ate a lot. Sleeping now is bad for your health.”

Rong Jing refused. “No, I’m tired.”

“Miss, you’re sleepy because your stomach’s digestion is drawing blood flow, making your brain oxygen-deprived. Hold on for an hour before sleeping.”

“Fine!”

“Uh, about those books you mentioned earlier when will you send them over?” Lin Qile shamelessly asked.

Rong Jing raised an eyebrow. “Why should I still give them to you?”

“You won’t give them to me, but you won’t let me borrow from someone else either…”

Suddenly, enlightenment struck Lin Qile. She narrowed her eyes and grinned. “I know why you were mad today because I asked Wu Xue to lend me books, right?”

Rong Jing froze.

As Lin Qile stepped closer, she averted her gaze and clenched her fists.

“I know you have your high-maintenance cleanliness, and you hate others touching your stuff even if you don’t like it yourself. Don’t worry, I’m very professional during our marriage, I won’t mess around. Wu Xue and I are absolutely innocent!”

The tension in Rong Jing’s eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an exasperated glare. “Good that you know!”

“I know, I know. Actually… I also have a bit of an alpha defect. I’m only telling you this.”

Rong Jing looked at her in confusion.

“I’m not very sensitive to omega pheromones. Unless they’re really close or deliberately releasing them, I can’t tell if someone’s an omega.”

This was, of course, a lie. The original body was perfectly normal. But having lived as a beta for 28 years, she often forgot she was now an alpha and neglected to keep her distance from omegas.

After all, whether alpha or omega, neither was something a beta could ever hope for.

“Really?”

She nodded vigorously.

Rong Jing studied her for a moment before stepping back. “What textbooks do you need to buy?”

“Let’s go to the study!”

In the study,

Lin Qile carefully selected the materials she needed.

Rong Jing leaned forward, scanning the titles in the shopping cart.

Lin Qile stole a glance at the flawless profile inches away soft, fair skin that looked almost translucent, a jawline that elegantly extended into a slender neck. This was Rong Jing’s most sensitive spot. A single lick there, and she’d lose all resistance.

It was only in moments like these that Rong Jing seemed soft, her gaze focused solely on her.

Ah… suddenly, it felt a little pathetic.

She hoped she could prove herself soon, so Rong Jing would finally look at her properly!

“What are you spacing out for?”

Rong Jing turned to face her.

Caught staring, Lin Qile’s heart skipped a beat at the sudden proximity.

Her eyes landed on those plush, pink lips, slightly parted, glistening and full.

Oh no.

“Hey, why are you zoning out?”

She abruptly stood up.

Rong Jing frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s late. Time for bed. I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.”

With that, she bolted out of the study.

…

That night, Lin Qile had a dream.

In it, she was back on her university campus not the one from the novel, but the real one where she’d spent eight years of her life. And Rong Jing was her junior.

Dream-Rong Jing was just as dazzling. She wasn’t just the top student but also the campus belle.

Lin Qile wanted to call out to her, but her mouth felt glued shut. Rong Jing walked away, laughing with other alphas.

She tried desperately to chase after her, but Rong Jing was already surrounded by a crowd of admirers some smarter, some prettier, some from better families. Lin Qile was pushed to the very edge.

Summoning all her strength, she shouted toward the center of the crowd: “Rong! Jing!”

Rong Jing turned her head, but her gaze was completely unfamiliar. “Who is she?”

Before Lin Qile could answer, someone else spoke up: “I think her name is Lin Qile? She’s a beta!”

“Heard she’s an orphan!”

“Just a bookworm with no personality!”

“Spineless, like an idiot. No idea what she’s always grinning about.”

Lin Qile wanted to defend herself, but her mouth wouldn’t open again. Frustration mounting, she jolted awake,

Sitting up abruptly.

Seeing sunlight streaming through the window, she let out a long sigh. “How could I have such a dream?”

Knock, knock!

A knocking sound came from outside the door. She responded hoarsely, “I just woke up, I’ll be right out.”

After washing up and getting dressed, she stepped out of the room.

Rong Jing sat on the sofa in a black nightgown, one foot propped on the coffee table. Her fair, slender legs seemed to glow in the sunlight.

The sight stirred a restless heat in her chest. She wanted to look away but couldn’t resist stealing another glance.

“I’m hungry!”

“I, I’ll make breakfast right away!”

The young miss Rong made her request: “I want the plain noodles we had last time.”

“As you wish!”

What were plain noodles, anyway? Just white noodles with greens, or perhaps instant noodles drained of water, with the seasoning packet discarded and three sprigs of greens added.

Of course, she couldn’t actually do that.

She prepared two bowls of scallion and sesame oil noodle soup, each topped with a poached egg.

Once again, she felt grateful to the orphanage director for teaching them how to cook otherwise, she’d never be able to serve this demanding mistress!

When the noodles were served, Rong Jing took a bite, her eyes lighting up briefly before she buried herself in eating.

She had been eating too, but as her gaze accidentally caught the other’s collarline, the food suddenly lost all flavor.

Even though the person before her wasn’t releasing any pheromones, she couldn’t help but feel uncontrollably restless.

After finishing her meal, Rong Jing stood up and said, “Those books you wanted will be delivered today.”

“Thank you so much!”

“Lin Qile.” Rong Jing looked down at her. “After the honeymoon, I gave you one of my supplementary cards. You didn’t lose it, did you?”

“No, it’s always in my bag.”

“Give up any thoughts of divorcing me. The money I wasted to plug Lin Corp’s financial holes, even if you mortgaged the Lin building and your family’s villa, it wouldn’t be enough to repay me.”

Her smile froze.

Rong Jing sneered. “You’d better pray that Lin Corp recovers and makes me money. Otherwise, prepare to serve me for the rest of your life.”

She: “…”

Even after Rong Jing left, Lin Qile couldn’t snap out of it.

Serve her… for the rest of her life…

…

Arriving at Lin Corp, Rong Jing immediately held a morning meeting, reviewed project progress, assigned new tasks, and finally returned to her temporary office.

As soon as she opened the office door, she saw Rong Yihua and Bai Jiao waiting inside.

“Mother, Mom, what brings you here?”

Rong Yihua’s expression was calm, but Bai Jiao looked displeased and didn’t hold back her sarcasm. “What else could bring us here? You’ve practically made Lin Corp your home. If we didn’t come here, how else would we see you?”

“I was just about to return to the company after finishing up here.”

Rong Yihara looked at her with concern. “Do you plan to keep running between two companies every day? Lin Corp’s situation isn’t something that can be fixed overnight.”

“There’s no better solution for now, but things will gradually improve.”

“You know this company is named Lin, not Rong! Rong Jing, you’ve always been so dependable since childhood. Why are you acting so irresponsibly now? Abandoning your own company to save one that has nothing to do with you, what are you thinking?”

“Lin Corp isn’t unrelated. Lin Qile is my wife. I can’t just stand by and watch her family’s company be devoured piece by piece by those villains.”

“Back then, your marriage was arranged considering the collaboration between our two families. But does the Lin family still qualify to partner with us now? Your mother and I came here intending to have the lawyer draft divorce papers. Your marriage to Lin Qile no longer holds any value. Continuing ties with her family will only drag down the Rong family!”

Rong Yihua frowned slightly. “I think divorcing now would be inappropriate. Our families have had decades of friendship doing this would be kicking them while they’re down.”

“Divorcing now would only make the outside world think our Rong family is too opportunistic. Mom, there’s no need to persuade me. I won’t divorce Lin Qile.”

She then turned to Rong Yihua. “Mother, please don’t try to convince me to go back either. I promise you I won’t neglect the work of the Rong Corporation. I’m confident I can balance managing both companies. Please trust me.”

“Whether you divorce her or not, I will no longer acknowledge her status!”

Bai Jiao stood up angrily, declared her stance, and then left.

Rong Yihua followed suit, patting her daughter’s shoulder. “I’ll try to talk some sense into your mother. The Lin family is going through a tough time, and Qile must be heartbroken. Be kind to her.”

“Mother.”

She looked up at Rong Yihua.

“Your mother’s birthday is in a few days. Don’t forget to bring Lele home.”

She nodded earnestly.

“Alright!”

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