Transmigrated as the Future Movie Queen's Arch-Nemesis - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Looking at Xin Keke’s face above her, Su Mi temporarily ignored the fact that their bodies were pressed tightly together. She sat up forcefully, using her strength to pull Xin Keke into her arms.

She cradled the back of Xin Keke’s head with one hand and gently stroked the girl’s back with the other, as if offering comfort.

Only by not looking at Xin Keke’s face could Su Mi calm down slightly and analyze the current situation.

I’ve seen plenty of big storms in my time; it’s just a transmigration… just a transmigration…

Fine. Even if she transmigrated, the Heavens must really hate her to drop her into such a disaster of a time slot.

In the original book, after the “Recording Incident,” the relationship between Xin Keke and Su Mi completely shattered, leading them toward a path of mutual opposition.

Even without the future assassination plots, Su Mi was destined to suffer the consequences.

There’s no use complaining about meeting a God who likes to watch the world burn. What she needed to think about now was: what should she do?

Could she really be stupid enough to tell Xin Keke she was a transmigrator?

Setting aside whether a system would stop her—though Su Mi hadn’t detected a system’s presence yet—Xin Keke would likely treat her as a lunatic first, then assume she was playing a deliberate prank.

If that happened, her future days would definitely be even more miserable.

Was there any way to turn this situation around?

To make Xin Keke believe she wasn’t playing a joke, and that she didn’t actually want to hold blackmail over her…

“Mmn…”

Being held down for too long, Xin Keke, pressed against her neck, let out an unbearable moan. Su Mi had forgotten about her while thinking; she quickly released Xin Keke, only for two soft but scorching hands to land on her shoulders.

Xin Keke struggled upward, the place where her hands rested gradually moving from Su Mi’s shoulders to her neck.

But even though she wanted to exert force, Xin Keke simply had none.

The gaze she directed at Su Mi was half-desire and half-hatred: “Su… Su Mi…”

“I won’t… ugh… I won’t forgive you…”

“…”

Does it have to be like this?

It seemed if she didn’t do something, she’d be “Game Over” the next day once Xin Keke’s drug wore off.

She didn’t want to become the transmigrator who received her death the fastest in history.

Su Mi sighed.

Looking at that exquisite face, Su Mi caught Xin Keke’s hands that were trying to strangle her. She closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and put on her most pitiful expression: “Then… if I offer myself to you, would you forgive me?”

“…?”

A second later, Xin Keke’s expression was clearly one of total bewilderment. Flushed, she looked at Su Mi blankly, as if trying to find a flaw in her face.

There was no other way. To act, one must do the full set. She was going to sacrifice her dignity today.

Possessed by the spirit of a drama queen, Su Mi tightened her grip on Xin Keke’s waist and looked up at her: “Xin Keke, I… I’ve liked you for a long time. Giving you that ‘drink’ and the recording… it’s all because I like you too much. I want to have all of you.”

“Don’t be mad at me, okay? I… I just want to be with you…”

“…”

Xin Keke was clearly dazed and confused by this nonsensical confession, unable to say a word for a moment.

Su Mi obviously couldn’t give her time to think it through. If she figured it out, wouldn’t that be the end? She’d just come back for revenge!

With that, Su Mi exerted strength in her waist, swapping their positions and pinning Xin Keke to the bed.

The girl’s black hair spread across the pillow, looking incredibly enchanting. Su Mi stroked her hair and then her face, saying with extreme affection: “Baby, I really like you so much.”

After she said those words, Xin Keke’s expression momentarily became one of utter disbelief.

But very quickly, that expression vanished.

Xin Keke knit her brows and pushed at Su Mi with her hands, saying with difficulty: “Go away… just how long… are you going to mess with me…”

Hmm? Feels like she’s wavering a bit.

Su Mi thought for a moment; she should strike while the iron is hot. Ignoring Xin Keke’s struggles, she lowered her head and gave Xin Keke’s lips a light peck.

She looked up at the other person’s face: “…”

Huh? Seems to have some effect.

Xin Keke: “Su Mi… get lost… mmn…!”

Su Mi captured Xin Keke’s lips once more.

While doing this to a girl she just met was indeed bad, Su Mi was out of options.

Kissing is good; if they kissed, Xin Keke should believe she truly “liked” her, right?

This time it wasn’t just a light touch. Su Mi locked Xin Keke’s hands to the bed, her fingers forcefully interlacing with the other’s, forming a shackle.

She hooked Xin Keke’s tongue, exchanging a deep kiss.

Su Mi could feel Xin Keke’s legs subconsciously tightening around her waist, and the faint hums coming from her nose sounded like a soft, small animal.

Mm, really cute.

After the kiss, Su Mi checked Xin Keke’s expression again and found her face was even redder than before. Xin Keke’s hands were pinned and couldn’t be pulled back, so she turned her face to the side, biting her lower lip and shielding herself with her arm, unwilling to look at Su Mi again.

But it definitely wasn’t an expression of hatred.

Su Mi felt that was enough, and satisfied, she released Xin Keke, preparing to beat a hasty retreat.

But just as she was about to leave, she saw the drink bottle on the small table and various toys scattered on the sofa.

Vibrating sticks, jumping eggs… if it was something Su Mi hadn’t seen before, it was there.

Su Mi looked at Xin Keke on the bed with pity once more.

It seemed the original host was dead-set on ruining her.

Seeing Xin Keke miserably clutching the quilt, Su Mi didn’t know which wire in her brain crossed, but a sudden impulse surged in her heart.

Leaving the drugged Xin Keke here alone—even if the original wicked deeds weren’t hers—felt quite unethical.

Looking at it from another angle, helping her out could be considered… a way to get closer to the female lead.

In Xin Keke’s eyes, the drugging and the subsequent confessions were all done by one person. To “start the fire but not put it out” would be too irresponsible.

Moreover, if they had this layer of relationship, Xin Keke might think twice before trying to destroy her in the future.

Maybe she’d even be a little soft-hearted?

Thinking of this, Su Mi picked a cute-looking little toy from the sofa and walked toward Xin Keke on the bed.

Wearing the most innocent expression in the world, she waved the little object in her hand at Xin Keke.

“Xin Keke, you look very uncomfortable. Do you want me to help you?”

Two hours later, Su Mi fled the hotel with her bag. She wiped her face with the back of her hand; her skin was still scorching hot.

Well… although it was just a one-sided resolution for Xin Keke using the little toys… it was still intimate contact with a beautiful sister…

Standing on the street outside the hotel, Su Mi took a deep breath of the early morning air.

Sigh, I’m really a piece of work.

Walking aimlessly down the unfamiliar street, Su Mi didn’t know where to go, just wandering and thinking.

She didn’t think much of today’s events herself; though the original host caused the trouble, she was Su Mi now, so she had to take the fall.

Furthermore, if anyone “lost out,” it was more accurate to say it was Xin Keke; Su Mi had merely contributed a bit of physical labor.

After so much tossing and turning, Xin Keke seemed exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Su Mi didn’t dare stay in the same room with her, fearing she’d settle the score once she woke up and cleared her head. She quickly packed up the room full of toys and the camera, and left with her bag and phone.

She looked exactly like a fugitive.

Her heart was in a mess.

But…

Su Mi looked down and kicked a small pebble on the road.

The book Long Road of Flowers didn’t have a clear CP (couple), but in the middle of the story, a rich young master appeared who liked Xin Keke: Liang Shaoyun, the young son of the Liang family.

He helped Xin Keke through many difficulties and consistently liked her. Even after experiencing many things together, Liang Shaoyun’s feelings for Xin Keke never wavered.

Although the author didn’t explicitly write them as a couple, it was open to interpretation. If one wanted to ship them, they were a very “shippable” pair.

Now, Su Mi felt like she had personally NTR’d her own CP.

Sigh, original host, oh original host, do you know that your one bottle of drink harmed three people?

After criticizing the original host from head to toe in her heart, Su Mi finally checked her phone.

It was October 27th, a Sunday, so she didn’t have to go to the office.

Then the problem arose: the original work never mentioned where Su Mi lived, and she didn’t have the original host’s memories. How was she supposed to go home?

Even if she transmigrated, she still needed to live!

Su Mi stopped in her tracks, suddenly scratching her head in frustration.

Ask a friend?

But Su Mi remembered that as a minor villain, the original host didn’t have friends, only lackeys who were all “wall-grass” (fair-weather followers). Once they noticed something was wrong with her, they’d immediately kick her while she was down.

Then… ask her family?

Emmm… the original host’s family was quite wealthy, but the author mentioned in passing that she had moved out long ago, so she wasn’t at the Su family’s main residence.

So where the hell is the apartment she rented?!!

Su Mi looked through her phone contacts with some distress, trying to think of a way to get home.

While scrolling, a name appeared before her.

Butler, Tel: 182xxxxxxxx.

Su Mi: “?”

What era is this? Why is there still such a thing as a butler?

But since the original host saved it in her contacts—given her terrible personality—it meant he must be useful to her.

Su Mi opened an app to check her location and then drafted a message to the butler: “Lost my keys. Send me back. I’m near [XX Hotel].”

The original host was quite a proud person, so Su Mi kept the text blunt.

And thirty minutes later, Su Mi was already standing beneath a residential building in a high-end community.

A new set of keys was tucked into her hand.

Su Mi looked back at the butler in shock. The spirited old man in a suit was beaming with joy, and he had even brought her back on a incredibly cool motorcycle.

Seeing Su Mi looking at him, the butler waved: “Eldest Miss, the Old Madam sent word that you should come home to visit when you have time.”

Su Mi: “…”

It seems the relationship between the original host and her family isn’t as bad as I imagined?

Watching the old man’s back as he sped away, Su Mi gripped the keys.

Ah, the evils of capitalism.

She hadn’t expected the “going home” issue to be solved so quickly. Su Mi used the keys to enter the apartment and collapsed onto the bed like a ghost.

Fortunately, the original host’s place was quite clean and the environment was excellent, which provided Su Mi with a bit of comfort.

Having been forced to face so much immediately upon arrival, she finally had time to lie down and think about what to do next.

Su Mi sighed.

First of all, going back to reality was out of the question.

In all the novels she’d read, she’d never seen anyone transmigrate and get back home without losing a layer of skin. Thinking of those protagonists who foolishly tried various ways to return, Su Mi was clearly much calmer.

Since she was chosen, there must be a mission she had to complete.

But transmigrating without a system is really troublesome… Since no system has appeared yet, there probably isn’t one, right?

Not knowing what she should do, she could only consider how to save her own life first.

Sigh.

Su Mi rolled over and covered her eyes.

How can I return to the real world? Can someone show me the way?

The only saving grace was that she had read the original text thoroughly. At least she had a general idea of what to do and what not to do.

Xin Keke would be the future Movie Queen. What she had to do was perhaps follow the original text, ensuring Xin Keke becomes the Movie Queen while making sure the character “Su Mi” survives.

Since there were no side quests, she’d just follow the original plot for now.

Su Mi moved her arm from her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

Thinking of Xin Keke, Su Mi recalled the image of the girl lying alone on that large hotel bed.

All alone, with no one to accompany her.

Su Mi finally realized, belatedly.

Was it inappropriate to leave a girl there alone? What if something happened?

At the time, Su Mi had been like a criminal fleeing the scene, her mind empty of everything else. Once Xin Keke fell asleep, she had rushed out in a hurry.

But now, being a “Monday morning quarterback,” Su Mi was worried about Xin Keke being alone.

She scrambled out of bed.

She had just sent her location to the butler, so the record was still there, making it easy to call a taxi back.

However, nearly an hour later, when Su Mi scrambled back to the hotel room, she found the door wide open with a cleaning cart parked outside.

There was only a cleaning lady inside.

Xin Keke had already left, who knows when.