When the Villainess Transmigrates as the Heroine of a Sadistic Novel [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 40
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Chapter 40: Stepping Out
Ning Yunqing’s mindset was something someone bathed in light like Kim Yo-hyeon would never truly understand; her strategy was one of psychological manipulation—borrowing a knife to kill. By claiming illness and staying out of sight, her own attitude remained ambiguous, while the fact that Zhu Cuihua and her husband made a scene at the gate was a concrete truth witnessed by Little Li.
In a small village, as long as Little Li told one person, the news would spread to everyone. The story would be that the Ning couple received the most money yet remained ungrateful, incessantly cursing their daughter. The villagers would then wonder why Ning Xiaohua, who could have attended a key high school in the city, ended up starting a business in Xincheng instead. At this moment, Ning Xiaohua became a hardworking, virtuous girl who cared for her neighbors. They wouldn’t think she ran away; they would assume her biased parents drove her out. They would criticize the couple both openly and secretly, forcing them to live in shame.
Ning Yunqing had studied the psychology of Ning Fugui and his wife. Zhu Cuihua was an ignorant rural woman; although she had her hardships, they were mostly of her own making and unworthy of sympathy. Ning Fugui was more calculating, always leaving himself a retreat and caring more about “face” than his wife. When the villagers turned against them—not for their own sake, but for their spoiled, stupid son—they would eventually leave the village to buy a house elsewhere. At that point, they would come to beg her, and she had no intention of giving them a cent. The 60,000 yuan was already three times the cost of raising Xiaohua—it was the “debt” paid in full.
By then, whatever the Ning family did under the pressure of those circumstances was no longer her concern, as her mission would be complete and she would be off to the next world to find her lover. Conversely, if she had confronted them directly at the guesthouse, the simple-minded villagers might have seen her as heartless and unconsciously sided with the parents. This approach was far more efficient and aligned with her character’s persona, yielding more system points.
After finishing her business in the village, Ning Yunqing left the remaining matters to the Mayor and returned to Xincheng with Yo-hyeon to wait for the final “slap in the face.” She never met the couple before leaving and left no contact information. If they could find her too easily, it would be too lenient on those biased parents.
Just as Ning Yunqing predicted, the news of the Nings’ tantrum spread like wildfire. Since Xiaohua had a good reputation and was now the village’s benefactor, the villagers naturally sided with her. They concluded that the parents were outrageous for cursing their daughter after taking the largest share of money. The general consensus was that the daughter’s heart had been broken by years of favoritism and mistreatment. The villagers began to socially isolate the couple, either out of genuine distaste or fear of offending the “Big Boss Ning.”
When Ning Dashu returned home, he felt the neighbors looking at him as if he were a criminal. He complained to his parents about the “uneducated country folk,” but Zhu Cuihua blamed Xiaohua for leaving them to be misunderstood. Ning Dashu was dismissive; he couldn’t believe his sister, who couldn’t even get into a technical school, had surpassed him.
However, when he realized Xiaohua was now a wealthy boss, his mind immediately turned to greed. Spoiled and convinced that Xiaohua existed only to provide for him, he cheered, “Dad, now that Xiaohua is rich, I have the money to buy a house!”
Zhu Cuihua lamented that the “brat” had run away, but Dashu laughed, “We can find her! With the internet, nothing is hidden. Even if we don’t know her company, we know the Kim Group invested. You can just Baidu the Kim Group.”
The old couple was clueless about technology, but Dashu ordered them to pack for Xincheng. Ning Fugui realized that they could indeed find her. He believed that no matter how much she wanted to avoid them, she wouldn’t dare refuse them once they were at her doorstep.
The three of them headed to Xincheng. Unfamiliar with the city, they searched for “Kim Group” and were kicked out of several buildings by guards. Dashu, however, wasn’t worried; he still had the 60,000 yuan. He rented a place and began pursuing a “goddess” he met on the train. He spent lavishly on high-end restaurants and luxury goods, thinking Xiaohua’s money was a bottomless pit. Within a week, the 60,000 yuan was gone.
With empty pockets and his “goddess” growing distant, Dashu became desperate. He couldn’t find “Ning Xiaohua,” only “Ning Yunqing.” Eventually, his gold-digging “goddess” mockingly gave him the address to the Kim Group headquarters. Unable to pay rent, the family of three ended up huddling in cardboard boxes near the Kim Group building, asking passersby: “Where is Ning Xiaohua?”
This created a bad image for the company. Kim Yo-wei, returning from a business trip, heard from her assistant about the “three lunatics” at the door. She rolled up her window as she passed them but eventually got out of her car to face them.
The three “lunatics” recoiled at her powerful aura, but Dashu, driven by desperation, asked: “Do you know Ning Xiaohua?”
At the same time, Ning Yunqing was driving toward the building. An hour ago, Yo-hyeon had shown her a photo of the three beggars. Looking at the pathetic state of her parents and brother, Ning Yunqing smiled. “Mhm. Those are my parents and my brother. Let’s go see them.”
“I’m coming too!” Yo-hyeon grabbed her arm.
“Why are you looking for Ning Xiaohua?” Kim Yo-wei asked, her head tilted with calculated coldness.
Dashu, despite being looked down upon, stared at the beautiful woman and scratched his head. “She’s my sister. I’m here to get money from her.”
“Just because she’s your sister, she owes you money?” Yo-wei countered.
Dashu was baffled. “Why shouldn’t she?” Zhu Cuihua chimed in, “We are family.”
“Family?” Yo-wei sneered. “A family that wouldn’t even let her go to school? Let me ask you: if the roles were reversed and Ning Xiaohua was too poor to survive and came to you for help, would you see her?”
Zhu Cuihua and her son hesitated. Ning Fugui eventually replied, “Yes. She is our daughter.”
“You certainly talk a good game,” Yo-wei continued to sneer. Ning Fugui was choked by her words—how did she know he was just saying what people wanted to hear?