The Villainous Sister-in-law Mistakenly Marked as the Heroine (Transmigration) - Chapter 52

Rong Wanning gritted her teeth and said, “Auntie, I want a divorce.”

“Is divorce all you want?”

Rong Wanning froze, staring at Rong Jing in surprise.

Lin Qile also turned to look at Rong Jing. What did she mean by that?

Did she really intend to help Rong Wanning? Although, given that they were both part of the Rong family, it wasn’t wrong, but still…

“Auntie…”

Rong Jing’s voice was calm. “You’ve been a young lady of the Rong family for over twenty years. Now that things have come to this, are you really content with just a divorce? The moment you divorce her, she’ll marry that mistress. Do you believe me?”

Rong Wanning’s hands clenched tightly on the bedsheet.

“Look at what Qi Song did Ji Zhao was the daughter she poured her heart into raising.”

With every word Rong Jing spoke, Rong Wanning’s expression grew colder.

“From childhood till now, has the Rong family ever let you suffer? Right now, there are swarms of reporters outside. Do you really think this can be kept under wraps? Take your time to think about how you want me to help you. For the sake of you calling me ‘Auntie’ all these years, I’ll help you one more time but only once. Contact me when you’ve made up your mind.”

With that, she stood up and walked out.

Lin Qile hurried after her.

Only after leaving the VIP ward did she finally ask, “What exactly are you scheming?”

“Ever seen dogs fighting?”

“Huh? Yeah, of course.”

A faint smile appeared on Rong Jing’s face. “Sometimes, people fighting is even more entertaining than dogs.”

“You want to…” Lin Qile covered her mouth in shock was she planning to pit Rong Wanning against Ji Zhao’s family?!

“You used to be quite clever. Why so slow this time?”

Rong Jing shot her a glance before walking away.

What the hell? The reason she hadn’t thought of it was because, in the original story, Ji Zhao and Rong Wanning were tied together like grasshoppers on a string. Despite their ups and downs, they never truly separated. She had subconsciously always seen them as a unit.

But now, Rong Jing was driving a wedge between them!

“System!”

[Host, I’m here.]

“Will Rong Jing’s plan work?”

[Based on the current plot progression, the likelihood is high.]

“Does that mean I’m one step closer to seizing the protagonist’s halo?”

[Yes, Host. The villain’s state is also very stable. As long as you maintain the status quo, you’ll complete the mission soon!]

Amazing!

Rong Jing’s voice came from ahead: “Let’s go home. Why are you still standing there?”

“Coming!”

She jogged to catch up.

After returning home from the hospital, Lin Qile immediately headed to the kitchen to cook. Rong Jing’s palate had grown increasingly picky, she rarely took more than two bites of takeout.

Once again, Lin Qile was grateful she had started cooking at the orphanage since she was ten.

After finishing the meal, she went to the study to call Rong Jing to eat. There, she saw Rong Jing holding a stack of photos and a USB drive. She leaned in to look. “What’s this?”

Rong Jing handed her the photos.

“This is holy shit!”

Rong Jing glanced at her. “Mind your language think of the baby.”

Lin Qile quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes still brimmed with shock. These were explicit photos of Qi Song, Ji Qian, and Ji Zhao’s affairs.

Qi Song wasn’t just involved with Ji Qian and Bai Jiao there were several other women whose names she didn’t even recognize.

As Qi Song’s illegitimate child, Ji Zhao was no better. Before Rong Wanning, she already had girlfriends. That secretary of hers, Lin Huan, who eventually bore her illegitimate child was actually her ex-girlfriend.

No wonder she refused to force Lin Huan into an abortion!

The photo didn’t show Bai Jiao’s face directly. She glanced at Rong Jing, who was standing beside her lost in thought, and wondered what mindset Rong Jing had when facing all this. A pang of inexplicable heartache struck her.

She must have reached her limit, hadn’t she?

“Why are you looking at me?”

Rong Jing frowned and shot her a glance.

“Rong Jing!”

She suddenly stepped forward and hugged her.

Rong Jing stiffened but didn’t push her away immediately, only turning her face aside. “What?”

“Our baby will grow up in a loving, healthy environment. I would never betray you!”

Rong Jing’s eyes widened slightly before she looked at her and snorted.

“You dare betray me? Just try!”

She shook her head with a smile. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Her phone suddenly rang. Rong Jing pushed her away and answered, “Hello?”

“Auntie, I’ve made up my mind, I won’t let them get away with this! Auntie, Ji Zhao once tried to persuade me to help her take control of the Rong family. The way she spoke, she seemed so confident. But I never helped her, I swear!”

Lin Qile quickly grabbed Rong Jing’s arm, silently warning her: Don’t believe her!

This couple is just turning on each other now that they’ve fallen out!

Rong Wanning wasn’t trustworthy at all. In the original story, she had known Ji Zhao’s plans all along plotting Rong Yihua’s death, secretly stealing Rong family shares. She never spoke up, just watched coldly from the sidelines.

As Rong Jing’s relative, her inaction had been one of the factors that drove Rong Jing to darkness.

Rong Jing leaned in and kissed her on the lips, startling her into stunned silence.

Then she heard Rong Jing say into the phone, “Is that so? Then we really can’t let them off. I’ve found some things, I’ll send them to you later. Handle it as you see fit.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Rong Jing noticed the dazed look on her companion’s face and said cheerfully, “Why are you spacing out? I’m hungry.”

“Dinner, dinner’s ready.”

As they left the study, Lin Qile touched her lips. This was already the second time Rong Jing had kissed her without it leading to anything more intimate.

Despite all the intimate things they’d done, a simple peck like this still made her blush and her heart race.

Could it be that Rong Jing was starting to like her?

Didn’t they say that kisses like this came from affection?

“Rong Jing!”

The other woman turned to look at her. “What?”

“You… eat more.”

Damn it, she couldn’t bring herself to ask!

Rong Jing had shot her down more than once. If she was just being presumptuous again, how embarrassing would that be?

While Lin Qile was tangled in her thoughts, the woman sitting at the dining table had already curled her lips into a faint smile.

That night.

The photos and videos were delivered to Rong Wanning.

Watching the footage of Ji Zhao and Lin Huan in the hotel, her face twisted in fury. “Ji Zhao, you lying bitch!”

Then she saw the videos of Qi Song, all taken during her marriage.

The photos crumpled in her grip. “You mother and daughter treated me like this, I won’t let you get away with it!”

…

Meanwhile, Lin Qile had completed her first month of residency at the hospital and finally received her first paycheck.

Without hesitation, she took Lin Xinrou and Rong Jing shopping.

“I got my salary, I’m buying each of you an outfit.”

Lin Xinrou’s eyes curved into happy crescents. “My Lele is so amazing! Then Mom’s going to start picking!”

“Sure~”

While Lin Xinrou went to pick out clothes, she sidled up to Rong Jing, who was sitting on the sofa, head bowed as she replied to messages. She reached out and covered both Rong Jing’s hand and phone. “Off work now, CEO Rong. Working so hard won’t earn you overtime pay.”

The fetus was already five months along. Rong Jing wasn’t the type to show much during pregnancy for the first four months, her belly barely showed any changes. But once the fifth month hit, it grew noticeably larger day by day.

As her belly slowly expanded, she hadn’t been sleeping well lately and had little appetite for food. Fortunately, Lin Qile had spent a month in the obstetrics department beforehand, so taking care of a pregnant woman posed no difficulty for her.

“Pick out a dress.”

She held the clothing catalog in front of Rong Jing.

Rong Jing propped her head up with one hand and lazily replied, “With the little salary you earn, can you even afford two outfits?”

“Hey, don’t knock me down. This is my heartfelt gesture.”

Lin Qile gazed at her with sparkling eyes, eager to please.

“Fine.”

Rong Jing lazily tapped a picture with her finger. “This one.”

She looked down and tsk!

A sexy spaghetti-strap dress.

Glancing back at Rong Jing, she saw the other woman had already closed her eyes to rest.

Looking down at the dress, then back at Rong Jing, she rubbed her chin, eyes suddenly narrowing. Could Rong Jing be hinting at something?

It was true, the two of them hadn’t been intimate in a long time. Especially after finding out about the pregnancy, their closest moments had been the two times Rong Jing had kissed her.

Was she dropping a hint?

After three months, as long as the prenatal checkups were normal, some bedroom activities could be appropriately resumed.

The more she thought about it, the hotter her face grew.

“Why is your face so red?”

Rong Jing opened her eyes and looked at her in confusion.

“N-nothing. You’ve picked, so I’ll go pay.”

She stood up and briskly went to find a sales assistant to get the spaghetti-strap dress!

After buying the clothes, Rong Jing still seemed lethargic, so she said a quick word to Lin Xinrou and took Rong Jing home.

“I know pregnant women need more rest. You two go on ahead, Mom will wander around a bit more.”

After parting ways with her daughter, Lin Xinrou strolled leisurely down the street, shopping bags in hand. To anyone who didn’t know her, she hardly looked like someone about to become a grandmother more like a woman in her thirties.

A car pulled up in front of her.

The window slowly rolled down, and when she saw the person inside, her expression turned to surprise. “Wei Lan?”

Wei Lan was dressed in a semi-casual women’s suit, her face fully made up.

“Good mood?”

“Of course! My precious daughter used her first month’s salary to buy me clothes.” She lifted the shopping bag in her hand.

Wei Lan got out of the car and approached her.

“Then why are you alone?”

“Xiao Jing is pregnant, and Lele has to take care of her, so I’m just shopping by myself.”

“Mind some company?”

Wei Lan smiled at her, casually taking the bag from her hand. “Carrying things while shopping isn’t fun, is it?”

“As long as you’re not here to pursue me, I don’t mind.”

Wei Lan’s eyes flickered. Unwilling to ruin her current mood, she forced herself to lie. “Not pursuing. You’ve already rejected me, I have my pride too.”

Such a straightforward answer actually made Lin Xinrou feel a little embarrassed.

She had only ever been pursued by Qi Song back then. At the time, Qi Song was always busy with work and rarely had time to go shopping with her. Their dates mostly took place at the company when Qisong managed to take her to a movie, she had been overjoyed.

Looking back now, she really had been easy to fool.

“Let’s go. What else do you want to buy?”

“Buy… baby supplies! I’m going to be a grandma, I need to act like one!”

Wei Lan shook her head helplessly. “That might be a bit difficult. You haven’t changed much since the first time I met you.”

“If you keep complimenting me like that, I might actually believe you, haha~”

The two chatted and laughed as they walked forward.

The driver sitting in the car looked utterly confused. “Didn’t the boss have an interview scheduled with the reporter?”

Meanwhile, later that evening.

Lin Qile nervously and excitedly laid the freshly washed camisole dress on the bed. While Rong Jing was in the shower, she slipped away to the guest room to take a bath herself.

This was their first time being intimate since the divorce, and she was determined to use her body to win Rong Jing over again, ensuring their plans for remarriage would succeed sooner rather than later!

Before entering the bedroom, she psyched herself up three times before finally pushing the door open.

Creak!

The door opened.

But the sight inside the bedroom left her stunned.

Imagination 1: Rong Jing would be lying on the bed in sexy lingerie, shyly waiting for her.

Imagination 2: Rong Jing would be sitting on the edge of the bed like a queen, waiting for her to come and serve.

Reality!!!

The sexy nightgown was draped over the sofa, and on the king-sized bed, a lump under the covers was already fast asleep.

She went to bed?!

Striding over, Lin Qile clung to a last desperate hope, maybe this was Rong Jing’s idea of foreplay.

She lifted a corner of the blanket, only to find Rong Jing’s peacefully sleeping face staring back at her. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Looks like I overthought it.

With a sigh, she lay down beside her, carefully tugging a corner of the blanket over herself.

“Mmm…”

Rong Jing drowsily opened her eyes. “Lin Qile.”

“Yeah?”

“Did you put on perfume?”

“N-no, it’s just body wash.”

A tiny figure inside her wailed in despair, I scrubbed myself three times just to soak in the scent of body wash and even changed into what I thought was a sexy black nightgown. Ugh.

Rong Jing nuzzled against her shoulder. “Sleepy.”

“Then go back to sleep.”

She wrapped an arm around Rong Jing, pulling her close. “I’ll hold you. If your legs cramp up at night, I’ll notice right away.”

“Mhm.”

That last response Lin Qile was certain Rong Jing had no idea what she was agreeing to before drifting off again.

The frustration in her heart melted away the moment she saw Rong Jing’s serene face.

She whispered softly, “What do I have to do to make you like me?”

The sleeping figure, of course, didn’t answer.

Leaning down, she planted a big, retaliatory kiss on Rong Jing’s cheek before resigning herself to holding her close and falling asleep.

Morning.

Lin Qile woke to the intense sensation of being watched. Opening her eyes, she found Rong Jing gazing at her.

“Morning.”

Rong Jing hooked a finger around the strap of her black nightgown, leaning in to sniff her shoulder. “So fragrant. Weren’t you exhausted from work yesterday? Yet you still managed to make yourself smell so nice before bed?”

“You’re awake?”

Lin Qile’s voice was still slightly hoarse.

“Mhm. Why, ah!”

In one swift motion, Lin Qile pinned her down carefully avoiding her stomach and buried her face in Rong Jing’s hair.

“Rong Jing, let’s remarry, okay?”

Rong Jing blinked in surprise before a fox-like smirk curled at the corners of her lips. “No.”

“Why not?!”

Puppy eyes activated.

A sudden thought struck Rong Jing.

The freshly awakened Lin Qile in front of her really did resemble that little dog named Qiqi.

“Why not? Haven’t I taken good care of you? I’ve worked tirelessly, done all the housework, cooked all the meals, massaged your legs every time they cramped.”

Rong Jing pouted, “If you pay enough, there are people who can do all this better than you.”

Lin Qile deflated a little, then angrily lowered her head to nip at Rong Jing’s collarbone. “Then… what about this?”

“Get off!”

“No!”

She greedily inhaled Rong Jing’s scent, her breathing uneven.

Rong Jing’s cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment and anger. “If you’re in your rut, go get suppressants. Dare to touch me, and I’ll end you!”

With a kick, she shoved Lin Qile away and threw off the covers to get out of bed.

“You… you’re so heartless!”

Lin Qile sprawled on the bed, putting on a pitiful act of being bullied by a heartless woman.

Rong Jing headed for the bathroom, muttering, “You only realized that today?”

Once Rong Jing was in the bathroom, Lin Qile sat up, staring at the door while covering her face with a sigh. “Ugh, this is way too hard to handle. System…”

[Host, you’ve actually made a lot of progress. The villain’s corruption value has already dropped to 39%.]

“It dropped?”

[Yes. Though it’s still low, it shows your efforts are on the right track.]

She let out a silly chuckle, unsure how to explain to the system that this was just a happy accident everything she’d done had been purely instinctual.

During breakfast.

A news segment on the TV put them both in different moods.

Qi Song and Ji Qian’s wedding was set to take place this weekend, on the rooftop of the city’s most luxurious hotel.

Rong Jing said, “You should go home tonight.”

“Yeah.”

She had been thinking the same thing. She didn’t care who Qi Song married, but she was worried about Lin Xinrou.

Lately, Lin Xinrou had clearly been changing, but she wasn’t sure if her mother could stay composed in the face of Qi Song’s wedding.