All the Female Protagonists Who Have Been Saved Have Become Obsessed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 24.3

After a round, it hit Tina, who looked panicked.

Hua Yun translated the question: “Who’s the person you love most?”

Tina unhesitatingly said Hua Yun’s name in clear Chinese.

“Shouldn’t they kiss?” someone hyped.

Hua Yun laughed, kissing Tina without hesitation.

Real couples weren’t shy.

The vibe was electric. The bottle finally pointed to Zhou Xi, the question: “Is there someone here you like?”

Zhou Xi felt immense pressure.

All eyes were on her, with a ticking bomb beside her.

Chunshui took a sip from her beer can. Zhou Xi’s gaze drifted to her, then back.

“I’ll drink,” she grabbed an unopened can, popped it, and took a big gulp, “Is that okay?” she gestured.

“Doctor Zhou needs to leave a question,” someone reminded.

Not wanting to ruin the mood, Zhou Xi tossed out a question to keep the game going.

The party ended, and Zhou Xi walked back. The others scattered somewhere, leaving her head foggy.

The midday alcohol had just worn off, and she drank again tonight.

Stepping onto the second floor, a hand pinned her against the wall.

“Why didn’t you answer the question?” Chunshui leaned close, her tipsy breath hitting Zhou Xi’s face.

Zhou Xi turned her head, pushing back uncomfortably.

“What question?”

“Is there someone here you like?”

Chunshui enunciated clearly, her diction perfect, while Zhou Xi’s mind wandered.

She stayed silent.

Chunshui chuckled by her ear, “Didn’t Doctor Zhou reject me already? Why not reject me again?”

She playfully pinched Zhou Xi’s earlobe, causing a sharp sting. Zhou Xi hissed, her heart racing, the momentary pain like an electric shock. Chunshui’s cool fingers brushed her earlobe, then she left.

“A gift for Doctor Zhou.”

Zhou Xi touched her ear, finding something new.

Enduring the pain, she opened her door, found a mirror, and saw her ear red and burning, with a delicate silver diamond stud.

Zhou Xi gasped. How did Chunshui pierce her ear in the dark? Was stopping her just for this?

She tugged her ear—no bl00d, just strong stinging.

Zhou Xi washed her face, genuinely frustrated, feeling again that Chunshui was hard to handle.

She asked the system, “What’s the task completion rate?”

System: “Twenty percent.”

Zhou Xi: …

She was doomed.

If this task didn’t finish, the female lead might eat her alive.

Zhou Xi sensed she couldn’t handle Chunshui.

Chunshui set the piercing gun aside, staring at the bl00d on her hand.

If she was in pain, Zhou Xi should feel it too.

She wanted to be kinder to Doctor Zhou, but she kept acting like this.

Stirring her heart, then running away.

Chunshui pressed her heart. Was it really just a little liking?

She wasn’t sure anymore.

In the morning, Zhou Xi’s door was knocked.

“Doctor Zhou, are you awake?”

Hearing a familiar language, Zhou Xi groggily opened the door. The stylist brought two outfits.

“These are Doctor Zhou’s dresses. Try them on for size.”

Zhou Xi blinked, confused.

“Why am I wearing dresses?”

“You’re attending as a guest in the main venue,” the stylist looked at Zhou Xi, noticing the ear stud, and said happily, “The boss pierced your ear? I was wondering how to style you without ear holes, since we didn’t bring clip-ons.”

Zhou Xi looked at her, shocked.

Seeing no objection, the stylist asked, “Can I come in? The dresses are heavy.”

Zhou Xi stepped back, watching the stylist lay the dresses on her bed, urging her to try them.

Zhou Xi reluctantly changed. The stylist clapped, “The boss has great taste. These two look perfect on you.”

Zhou Xi wanted to push up her glasses, then remembered she lost them during the kiss.

Zhou Xi: …

While Zhou Xi changed, the stylist brought her makeup kit, opened it on the table, and started Zhou Xi’s full makeup.

Zhou Xi nodded off, half-asleep.

She didn’t notice the door open again.

Chunshui, having shot a sunrise photoshoot at the beach before dawn, still had her makeup on but had changed into casual clothes. She asked, “Done?”

The stylist nodded, saying to the boss, “Doctor Zhou has potential.”

Chunshui looked at Zhou Xi.

She was asleep against the chair, her hair styled in a wolf tail, wearing a haute couture set: a white blazer, simple white tee, jeans, and a sheer white skirt overlay.

Her long legs made the look sleek, not bulky.

It had a blurred beauty, balancing handsome and feminine perfectly.

The stylist said, “She hasn’t worn the accessories yet.”

Chunshui nodded, looking at Zhou Xi, “I remember buying a diamond set at a Bulgari auction. Use that for her.”

The stylist was surprised but hid it.

Such valuable jewelry, and the boss lent it out so casually. Who was Doctor Zhou to her?

Zhou Xi reached to rub her eyes but was stopped.

“Just did your makeup—don’t rub.”

She blinked, hearing the voice, fully waking.

Seeing Chunshui, her ear stung faintly, and she shivered.

Chunshui grew interested, “Is Doctor Zhou afraid of me?”

Zhou Xi coughed, changing the subject.

“Do I have to go to the film festival with you?”

Chunshui nodded, playing with Zhou Xi’s wolf tail braid, “Where I go, Doctor Zhou goes.”

Zhou Xi snatched her hair back, letting it fall over her left shoulder, muttering, “It’s not like you’re a baby.”

Chunshui chuckled, “With Doctor Zhou, I’m not weaned.”

Zhou Xi felt stifled. She couldn’t outtalk Chunshui and shut up.

The stylist was shocked. She’d worked with Chunshui for years, and Chunshui never openly showed affection like this. Doctor Zhou was remarkable—talking like that, and Chunshui wasn’t mad.

“Stand up and let’s see,” Chunshui said.

Zhou Xi uncrossed her legs, tried to stand, but found them numb.

Her face twisted in pain. Chunshui crouched, pinched her leg, and asked, “Numb?”

Zhou Xi nodded, her face scrunched, “Don’t worry, it’ll pass.”

Chunshui ignored her, kneeling to massage her leg.

Zhou Xi realized the scene felt familiar. As the numbness faded, Chunshui looked up, “Doctor Zhou did this for me too.”

Zhou Xi’s expression was odd. Was she that mushy back then?

Standing, her legs fine, Zhou Xi pulled Chunshui up, mindful of her injury and slower movements.

Chunshui smiled.

Doctor Zhou was still so gentle, quietly considering her condition.

Chunshui adjusted Zhou Xi’s blazer, patted her shoulder, and said, “Very handsome.”

People love compliments, and Zhou Xi grinned.

“You’re beautiful too.”

Chunshui’s smile deepened, “Doctor Zhou always knows how to flatter.”

Zhou Xi thought, “I’m telling the truth.”

Chunshui was naturally stunning, suited for light or heavy makeup. With recent hearty meals, her once-sunken cheeks filled out. In full makeup, her face was striking, like a peony, regal and radiant. Anyone beside her became a backdrop, and even large jewelry on her ears only highlighted her face.

Chunshui’s eyes softened at Zhou Xi’s praise. She held Zhou Xi’s hand, “Come here.”

Zhou Xi was reluctantly pulled, not overthinking with others, but with Chunshui, she nearly shook her off.

Led to Chunshui’s room, Chunshui took the jewelry set from a safe.

Necklace, ring, earrings—complete.

Zhou Xi stared at the dazzling gems, refusing, “I’m not a star. I don’t need such fancy stuff.”

Chunshui’s smile deepened, meaningfully saying, “How do you know you won’t be the star that day?”

Unable to resist, Zhou Xi carefully put on the jewelry.

With the accessories, she shone even brighter.

Satisfied, Chunshui stopped teasing her.

She had a magazine shoot today and an interview tomorrow, her schedule packed, focusing on exposure. The team worked tirelessly, news spreading back to China, reviving the stagnant entertainment industry.

Reporters kept requesting interviews, but Chunshui declined most, staying mysterious after three years away, using a hunger marketing strategy.

Before the festival began, her magazine cover photos flooded China, dominating the day’s trending searches.

At Leading Entertainment, someone threw a magazine down. Chunshui’s face on it remained captivating. A sinister voice said, “She’s back.”

Zhou Xi, terrified: “What’s your next trick to screw me over?”

Chunshui: “This is called loving you.”

Author: Big Fat Chapter Hee

Recommending my love-hate friend Eight Tael Baijiu’s fast-travel novel *After Playing the Scumbag, I Flipped [Fast-Travel]*

Click to see her screwing over the female lead and getting counterattacked. She’s too good—don’t say I told you, shh~

Her synopsis:

Le Yi received a task from the Fast-Travel Bureau, simple: play the scumbag.

Early on, be caring to the protagonist, even a simp, then at the right time, reveal your true nature, making the protagonist suffer and darken. The rest wasn’t her concern.

Le Yi thought it was an easy job and went to the small worlds eagerly.

First World: I Only Love Your Money

Le Yi picked up Chu Qiao, abandoned by a wealthy family, from the slums, turning her from a muddy weed into the head of one of the world’s top ten families. Thinking her job done, she said in front of Chu Qiao to a fawning woman, “Her? Just a stepping stone to high society. Who’d like a weakling like that? I just wanted her money.”

Chu Qiao’s eyes glinted coldly, but she smiled, “Oh? Sister thinks I’m weak?”

Seeing the intense obsession in her eyes, Le Yi got scared.

Second World: Nothing But Beauty

Le Yi approached the proud, beautiful heiress Lin Qi, catering to her likes, breaking down her defenses until Lin Qi couldn’t live without her.

Lin Qi hugged her arm, cooing, “Baby, when are we getting married abroad?”

Le Yi knew the time had come, pushed her arm away, and smirked mockingly, “No way, you didn’t think I actually liked you, did you? A brainless vase like you, with nothing but beauty? I was just playing. Who’d want to marry you?”

Lin Qi gritted her teeth, “No marriage is fine, but you’re staying by my side.” She tugged the tie in her hand.

Le Yi: I want to escape, but I can’t.