All I Want Is to Hold the Heroine in My Arms [Transmigration into a Book] - Chapter 3
Wan Shuang looked at the person walking toward her, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
As Shi Yi reached out her hand, the floral scent that had been lingering around Wan Shuang’s nose was gradually replaced by a soft, refreshing fragrance.
She’s just too beautiful!
What does it mean to look like a celebrity? This woman is the definition of one.
Wan Shuang nervously wiped her sweaty palms on her pants and quickly reached out to shake Shi Yi’s hand.
Their hands only touched for a brief moment before Shi Yi gently pulled hers back, ending the contact.
But even in that short moment, Wan Shuang felt the smooth, silky texture of Shi Yi’s skin, like polished jade—soft, without being greasy. That delicate sensation made her reluctant to let go.
“My name is Wan Shuang,” she said when she finally spoke again. Her voice was calm, and her heart had settled down.
Shi Yi smiled at the elegant woman standing beside the counter and told her she would handle things over here first. Then she sat down across from Wan Shuang, her beautiful eyes fixed on her as she said, “Dr. Jian Xizhuo mentioned that you’re a college student looking for a summer job?”
Shi Yi’s voice was different from most women’s. It wasn’t high-pitched but instead had a slightly low, clear tone, refreshing and smooth, like the sound of a gently flowing stream.
“Yes,” Wan Shuang nodded.
Shi Yi continued observing her. The girl kept her head lowered while speaking, and her voice trembled slightly. Shi Yi glanced at Wan Shuang’s clothes and shoes, which together probably cost less than 200 yuan, and guessed that her family might not be well-off.
What Shi Yi didn’t know was that Wan Shuang was keeping her head down because she was afraid she might start staring too much at Shi Yi’s face and get completely distracted. As for the inexpensive outfit, she had chosen it on purpose from the original owner’s wardrobe, just to fool Jian Xizhuo.
Shi Yi also thought about how she had posted the job opening for several days but hadn’t received a single application.
She spoke gently, “In that case, how about starting work tomorrow? Would that be alright?”
Wan Shuang looked up in surprise when she heard this. Her round eyes widened as she stared at Shi Yi, a happy smile spreading across her face. “Really? Thank you, Boss!”
Shi Yi smiled when she heard the word “Boss.” “How old are you?”
“Twenty.”
“I’m twenty-five. You can call me Sister Shi Yi from now on,” she said, brushing her hair back slowly. “No need to call me Boss. It makes me feel old.”
Watching Shi Yi casually tuck her hair behind her ear with such graceful charm, a sudden and unfamiliar thought crossed Wan Shuang’s mind.
She wanted to have her.
She wanted to own this woman who, even without a trace of makeup, looked so stunning with just one simple gesture.
As she stared at Shi Yi’s smooth black hair falling gently around her fair neck, Wan Shuang swallowed, her mouth watering as if she had just seen something delicious. In a soft, sweet voice, she said, “Alright, Sister Shi Yi.”
Shi Yi smiled at her, then walked over to the counter and began massaging the shoulders of the woman who had been standing there the whole time. “Yaoyao, thank you for your hard work.”
“No need to thank me,” the woman, called Yaoyao, replied with a light tone, brushing Shi Yi’s hand away. “Just don’t forget that you promised me the newest handbag.”
As soon as Wan Shuang heard Shi Yi call her “Yaoyao,” she immediately realized who the woman at the counter was.
Wen Yao, the second female lead in the novel and Shi Yi’s best friend since childhood. Their bond was strong and deep.
In the novel, whenever Shi Yi was hurt by Jing Yijie, the first person she turned to was always Wen Yao.
Wen Yao was also supposedly the love interest of Wan Sheng.
So, that would make Wen Yao her sister-in-law?
Wan Shuang glanced at the seductive and elegant Wen Yao and then thought about the sad, pitiful Wan Sheng from the night before.
She quickly shook her head to get rid of that thought.
There’s no way I can support this couple, she muttered to herself.
Half an hour later, Wan Shuang walked out of Shi Yi’s shop. During that time, Shi Yi had explained everything she needed to know for her first day of work. But Wan Shuang only absorbed part of it, since she had spent most of the time staring at Shi Yi’s beautiful face.
Once outside, Wan Shuang finally understood why Jing Yijie had pursued Shi Yi so persistently, and why Jian Xizhuo still couldn’t let her go even after she got married.
Because Shi Yi was just too captivating.
In just thirty minutes, Wan Shuang felt like her heart already belonged to her.
It was a strange realization, but she didn’t dislike it. Skipping happily, she headed home, still full of joy from meeting Shi Yi.
Wan Shuang and Wan Sheng lived in the most luxurious neighborhood in the city, in a two-story apartment.
Before their parents passed away, they lived somewhere else. But after the accident, Wan Sheng bought a new home to prevent Wan Shuang from being constantly reminded of their old life.
The previous house was left under the care of the family’s steward, and only one live-in housekeeper moved with them—Wang Mei. She had worked for the Wan family since Wan Sheng was a child and had practically raised both siblings.
She treated them like her own children and cared for them deeply.
In the novel, although Wan Shuang was arrogant and difficult with others, she was always well-behaved in front of Wang Mei.
When the door opened, Wang Mei came out of the kitchen.
“You’re back, Miss?” she asked, noticing how sweaty Wan Shuang was and handing her a glass of water.
“Aunt Wang,” Wan Shuang said naturally as she accepted the glass.
The night before, while sorting out the storyline of the novel, she had also reviewed the memories left by the original owner. Now that she understood how the original Wan Shuang behaved, she wasn’t worried about slipping up in front of familiar people.
“What time will my brother be home?”
“Young Master will be back by midnight,” Wang Mei said as she refilled the glass. Seeing the sweat still on Wan Shuang’s forehead, she added, “Would you like to take a shower first?”
“Good idea. I’ll go upstairs then~”
By the time Wan Shuang came downstairs after her shower, Wan Sheng was already sitting on the sofa.
“Xiaoshuang, come here! I bought you your favorite handbag!” As soon as he saw her, his usual stern face broke into a silly grin.
Wan Sheng’s reaction made Wan Shuang laugh out loud. She never would have expected the cold, no-nonsense third male lead from the novel to be this adorable in real life.
“Brother~” Wan Shuang walked over and didn’t even glance at the luxury handbag on the table. Instead, she wrapped both arms around Wan Sheng’s arm and called out sweetly, acting spoiled.
This trick came straight from the original host’s memories. Whenever she wanted something from Wan Sheng, she would act this way.
It always worked like a charm.
“What is it that you want this time?” Wan Sheng looked at her gently, rubbing her head as he asked.
“I just have a question.” Although her head was being rubbed like a pet, Wan Shuang still smiled and spoke in a soft, sweet voice, “Is Brother Jing seeing someone lately?”
Wan Sheng paused when he heard her question.
He had grown up with Jing Yijie and knew him too well. Smart, talented, and good-looking—but his only flaw was being a player.
He changed girlfriends every week, never dating the same kind of girl twice.
At first, Wan Sheng didn’t think much of it. He even helped Jing Yijie chase girls. But once he realized his own sister liked Jing Yijie, he began to understand how much gossip and criticism Jing’s behavior could attract.
He had even tried, in a roundabout way, to tell Wan Shuang some bad things about Jing Yijie, but she always defended him.
So now, hearing her bring him up again, Wan Sheng felt worried. But not wanting to hurt her, he still answered honestly, “Yes.”
I knew it! Jing Yijie is already going after little Yiyi!
Wan Shuang wasn’t surprised at all by his answer. In fact, she had already started forming a plan in her mind.
As she seriously considered her next steps, her expression turned grim. Her brows furrowed, as if she had run into a tough problem.
This worried Wan Sheng, who had been watching her the entire time. He quickly said, “Xiaoshuang, don’t be sad. Jing Yijie isn’t the only guy in the world. Your brother can help you find someone even better, alright?”
“Huh?” Wan Shuang looked confused, wondering why her brother was suddenly bringing up Jing Yijie.
“Brother, what are you talking about?”
“Aren’t you upset that Yijie is going after another woman?”
“Of course not! Why would I be upset?” Even if he is chasing after my little Yiyi…
“You…” Wan Sheng stared at her for a moment, trying to tell if she was pretending to be strong. “So you don’t like Yijie anymore?”
Wan Shuang nodded. “Nope.”
Still worried he might notice something off, she quickly explained, “Don’t worry, Brother. Since Jing likes someone else now, I won’t get in his way.”
Won’t get in the way? As if! If he’s chasing after my Yiyi, there’s no way I’m just going to sit back and let it happen.
Knowing the entire plot of the novel, Wan Shuang had already planned a long list of troubles for Jing Yijie last night in her little notebook.
She was going to keep him too busy to even think about showing up in front of Shi Yi, let alone pursue her.
Originally, Wan Shuang’s plan was to let Jian Xizhuo step in while Jing Yijie was tied up with problems, and she’d help him chase Shi Yi by feeding him advice.
But now, she had a new plan.
She, Wan Shuang, was going to win over Shi Yi herself.
That’s right—Wan Shuang had fallen for Shi Yi.
Love at first sight.
To put it bluntly, Wan Shuang had become a complete face-lover.
A die-hard fan of Shi Yi’s beauty.
“Well, if you really don’t like him anymore, then I’m relieved,” Wan Sheng said, clearly comforted by her answer.
Then he started gently rubbing the top of her head again.
The next morning, 8:00 AM.
Wan Shuang stood on time in front of the flower shop.
As she pushed open the door, the familiar scent of flowers greeted her. She looked up and immediately saw Shi Yi standing beside the sunflowers.
Today, Shi Yi wore a light-colored long dress. Her black wavy hair was loosely tied with a soft green ribbon. She looked elegant and serene.
“Xiaoshuang, you’re here?” Shi Yi turned when she heard the chime of the doorbell and saw Wan Shuang standing there in a daze, staring blankly in her direction.
Snapping back to her senses, Wan Shuang smiled brightly, showing all eight of her front teeth, and cheerfully asked, “Sister Shi Yi, I’m not late, am I?”
“No,” Shi Yi shook her head, motioning for her to come over. “You recognize all the types of flowers, right?”
Wan Shuang walked over and nodded, “I do. I spent all of yesterday cramming on floral knowledge online!”
She had used her entire afternoon to revisit the details of the novel.
This time, aside from reviewing Shi Yi’s future storyline, she had carefully analyzed and taken notes on everything Shi Yi liked and disliked.
Just like now, this seemingly casual question could determine whether she left a good impression or not.
Wan Shuang was grateful she had taken the time to prepare yesterday. Her knowledge gave her the confidence to answer Shi Yi’s questions without hesitation.
She was just about to start identifying all the flowers in the shop when Shi Yi simply said, “Good. As long as you know,” and turned back toward the counter.
“Honestly, I didn’t plan to hire anyone at first, but business has been so busy lately I couldn’t manage it alone. I had no choice but to find some help,” Shi Yi said casually as she chatted with Wan Shuang. “I explained the store’s operations to you yesterday. Do you still remember?”
“I remember everything, Sister Shi Yi.”
“Alright, then let’s get started.” Looking at the once timid girl from the day before, now full of energy and quick on her feet, Shi Yi smiled softly and spoke to her in a gentle tone.
Over the next few days, Wan Shuang took her flower shop assistant role seriously. But she would often find subtle ways to get close to Shi Yi, accidental touches or a teasing word here and there.
Gradually, the two became more familiar with each other, and the cautious politeness Shi Yi had shown during their first meeting slowly faded away.