Marrying the Ugly Woman of a Rich and Powerful Family - Chapter 18
It was less that Shen Qingyuan threw herself into Cang Yan’s arms, and more that Cang Yan was completely hugged by Shen Qingyuan.
Cang Yan felt like she would fall backward at any moment. She firmly gripped Shen Qingyuan’s arm, barely managing to keep her balance.
“What’s going on?” Cang Yan asked coldly.
Shen Qingyuan used Cang Yan’s shoulder as a cushion. Concerned she might push her over, she considerately only lightly rested on her shoulder, looking utterly wronged and saying nothing.
Li Xinyan’s mouth dropped open in shock, and her eyes widened. She had never seen such a meek-looking Shen Qingyuan. The echo of Shen Qingyuan’s overly sweet and affected voice just now gave her goosebumps.
It was too sickeningly sweet.
Mu Qing still showed no expression.
Tang Zijing watched the two hugging people with cold eyes, feeling disgusted. The counselor, as the most in-charge person here, contained her surprise and recounted everything she knew.
Li Xinyan belatedly added, “She also fell down the stairs and landed squarely on her butt.”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
Feeling all eyes in the room shift to her lower back, Shen Qingyuan leaned against Cang Yan’s shoulder like a small bird, continuing to tremble and feign fear: “In short, I dare not go back to the dorm. If next time it’s a real snake…”
She meaningfully glanced at Tang Zijing.
Tang Zijing contained her full anger and did not speak.
Cang Yan understood the whole story. She mentally rolled her eyes fiercely at Shen Qingyuan, then said to the counselor without expression: “This matter can be serious or minor. Fortunately, her courage isn’t too small, otherwise, what if she had been scared senseless?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
Is this really a friendly force?
Cang Yan glanced at Shen Qingyuan’s butt again: “She has injuries on her body. I’ll take her back first. As for how to handle this deliberate act of scaring someone, I’ll trouble you, Teacher.”
What else could the counselor do? She planned to give Tang Zijing an oral critique and educational guidance, adding that as classmates, they should get along amicably instead of scaring one another.
Cang Yan directly led Shen Qingyuan away.
Shen Qingyuan winked at Li Xinyan and Mu Qing and quickly followed Cang Yan into the car. However, as soon as she sat down, her butt hurt. The pain made her instinctively stand up, hitting her head on the car ceiling, which hurt even more. She was forced to sit back down.
Cang Yan watched the whole process from the side and couldn’t help but gloat: “You don’t need to pretend now. With your build, you would faint? Do you take everyone for three-year-olds?”
“Who’s pretending? I’m really in pain.” Shen Qingyuan rubbed her tailbone area. It hurt so much that she didn’t want to sit, but the car space was small, so she had to sit.
Cang Yan slowly fastened her seatbelt and said dismissively, “Oh, just because you landed on your butt?”
Shen Qingyuan’s head and butt both hurt. She glared at her and said, “Can you be more civilized?”
“So, you accidentally hurt your esteemed derriere, but it wasn’t me who made you fall. Shen Qingyuan, don’t come to me for everything next time. I’m very busy,” Cang Yan emphasized with a very serious expression.
She was annoyed that she thought something serious had happened and rushed over, only to find out she was just scared by a snake—and it was faked.
“If I don’t make a big deal out of this, I’ll be the one getting hurt next time. Do you think my tailbone might be fractured?” Shen Qingyuan squirmed back and forth in the back seat, with a lingering fear in her voice.
Although she hadn’t been standing very high at the time, being scared and falling backward and hitting the ground directly—such delicate skin and flesh couldn’t withstand such an impact.
Cang Yan’s expression cracked, and she said with disgust, “You want me to check for you?”
Shen Qingyuan was speechless and said, “It’s to take me to the hospital.”
Cang Yan reluctantly took her to the hospital. After an X-ray, the doctor said it was a soft tissue injury, the bone was fine, and she just needed a good rest. She could come back for a check-up if there were any issues later, but she should avoid sitting as much as possible during this period.
When Shen Qingyuan returned to the villa, perhaps because she had been to the hospital, she felt the pain increasing.
The pain was not a sharp, piercing pain, but a dull ache, similar to menstrual cramps, but bearing with it felt oddly satisfying. She knelt on the carpet, in a position that was truly an eyesore.
Cang Yan sat comfortably on the sofa, holding a plate of strawberry cheesecake, looking like she was enjoying a show. She said, “I didn’t expect you to be so timid, afraid even of a fake snake.”
Shen Qingyuan tilted her neck and said, “I can’t help it. Who told me I’m delicate?”
Cang Yan: “…”
Shen Qingyuan even used her phone lying on her stomach. The posture of arching her butt and lying on the sofa was truly ungraceful. Cang Yan couldn’t bear to look. Out of sight, out of mind, she directly went back to her room. During dinner, a plate of braised pig’s tail unexpectedly appeared on the dining table.
Shen Qingyuan found it strange: “Is it the Lantern Festival today?”
In the place she lived in her past life, they ate pig’s tail for the Lantern Festival.
Cang Yan smiled teasingly and said, “To nourish what it resembles.” (A saying meaning eating a part of an animal to heal the corresponding part of your body).
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
Shen Qingyuan didn’t touch the plate of pig’s tail, which looked unappetizing. After dinner, she started chatting with Li Xinyan in the QQ group. Usually, only Li Xinyan was active in the group. Although Mu Qing was present, she rarely spoke, only occasionally agreeing with Li Xinyan.
Little Nun No. 1: [How’s your butt?]
Shen Qingyuan didn’t want to talk about it and typed quickly.
Abbess Miejue: [I’m fine, but the doctor suggested I lie on my stomach for now. Please help me get a sick leave slip. I have to live with my butt in the air for at least a week.]
Little Nun No. 1: [That’s too miserable.]
Abbess Miejue: [How is Tang Zijing?]
Shen Qingyuan was more concerned about how Tang Zijing was handled. In fact, this incident was basically nothing, if she hadn’t deliberately exaggerated it. It would only be considered a minor conflict between roommates, which could be resolved with a little mediation.
Little Nun No. 1: [She moved out of the dorm.]
Abbess Miejue: [As long as we’re not in the same room anymore, that’s fine.]
Shen Qingyuan achieved her goal. Without paying attention, she accidentally sat down on the carpet with her butt, which immediately hurt so much that she yelped. In the group, Li Xinyan was still sending messages.
Little Nun No. 1: [Speaking of which, Cang Yan looks completely different from what I imagined. She’s so doting on you, but she’s not my aesthetic, and she’s so thin. You almost knocked her over, yet she didn’t yell at you.]
Li Xinyan’s words were extremely tactful.
Shen Qingyuan raised an eyebrow and typed.
Abbess Miejue: [She’s just a paper tiger.]
However, this paper tiger reminded her every day that it was almost time to submit the erotic fiction, like clocking in, without stopping for a single day.
“Seven more days.”
“Five more days.”
“Three more days.”
Shen Qingyuan tried to maximize her procrastination and played the sympathy card: “I’ve fallen down. Can you postpone the deadline?”
She was like a graduate student being chased for her thesis by her advisor, who was hounding her daily for the submission, yet she hadn’t even written the proposal, let alone the main text.
“You haven’t written a single word, have you?” Cang Yan’s expression became serious. Although she was willing to joke around with Shen Qingyuan, it didn’t mean she could tolerate a breach of contract.
“How is that possible?” Shen Qingyuan began her miserable life worrying about the erotic fiction again. She initially tried to find a ghostwriter online, but then she thought that no matter what, her name would be attached to it, which was too embarrassing.
She would have to find another way.
Cang Yan loved to see Shen Qingyuan begging her, but she noticed that while Shen Qingyuan was initially scratching her head, later on, Shen Qingyuan appeared incredibly calm.
On the last day of the deadline, the results of the online ugliness contest were officially announced. Cang Yan was unsurprisingly ranked first, but she had already forgotten to pay attention to this matter, focused only on reading the erotic fiction sent by Shen Qingyuan.
Although most adults had read a few pieces of erotic fiction, it was very interesting when the protagonist was someone close to them, and the story was written by that very person.
To prevent her from being affected by the ugliness contest, Lin You invited her to an auction.
Lin You felt surprised and said, “I think you’ve become much more spirited after getting married. You used to be listless. Could it be that Shen Qingyuan can really absorb sickness?”
Cang Yan knew this best. She was indeed much more spirited, but… she said, “It’s all because Shen Qingyuan angers me. She has something going on every other day. She just can’t let people have peace.”
She told Lin You about accompanying Shen Qingyuan home and Shen Qingyuan being scared by the fake snake and deliberately feigning fainting.
Lin You’s eyes dimmed slightly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said meaningfully, “It seems you two are getting along well.”
Cang Yan nodded, and the source of getting along well was… she said, “She said I look beautiful.”
As if worried that Cang Yan would genuinely fall for Shen Qingyuan because she was called beautiful, Lin You spoke a little too quickly this time and said, “She must be talking nonsense.”
Cang Yan raised an eyebrow and said, “So, you also think I’m ugly?”
“No, Ayan, that’s not what I mean. I think she might have ulterior motives,” Lin You explained seriously, even showing a bit of panic.
Cang Yan already had an idea in her mind and did not bring up the topic again.
Cang Yan had no particular hobbies, but she was quite interested in antiques. She didn’t have X-ray vision, nor was she some expert who could tell the quality of an antique at a glance. She just liked the sense of historical accumulation.
Cang Yan successfully bid on a celadon vase with a straight neck from the Shenzong era. Content, she returned home and carefully stored it in the collection room. She reminded Shen Qingyuan: “It’s been half a month.”
She truly resembled an advisor chasing a manuscript.
Shen Qingyuan was lying on the sofa, her butt sticking out, and said, “I’ve already sent it.”
“It’s good that you know what’s good for you.” Cang Yan immediately checked Weibo.
Shen Qingyuan’s latest Weibo post had been published half an hour ago.
A Plant: “Shen Qingyuan is an M, Cang Yan said so. Shen Qingyuan is an M, Cang Yan said so. Shen Qingyuan is an M, Cang Yan said so…”
This sentence was copied repeatedly until it exceeded the maximum character limit for a Weibo post and was published as an article. Below it were a bunch of bewildered comments, all assuming Shen Qingyuan had inside information.
“This is how you mess with me?” Cang Yan’s face was completely dark. Her phone was trembling slightly, on the verge of being smashed.
“You told me to write that Shen Qingyuan is an M, and I wrote it. The word count is also enough. You can’t be the only one allowed to be unreasonable and not allow me to be clever, can you?” Shen Qingyuan had been worried sick these past two days, almost losing her hair, so she came up with this compromise.
Cang Yan was like an over-inflated balloon, about to explode. She desperately wanted to kick Shen Qingyuan.
Shen Qingyuan continued, “Do you know what 100,000 words means? Some bestsellers only total a little over 100,000 words. I’m a student, not a typewriter, but I can be a repeater.”
“Shen Qingyuan!” Cang Yan’s good mood was completely gone. Her chest was heaving violently, and the phone was finally thrown out. The throw pillows on the sofa were all mercilessly knocked to the floor.
“Violence cannot solve any problem.” Shen Qingyuan hadn’t expected Cang Yan to be so volatile. She thought their relationship had somewhat eased, and that making a joke to move past the matter was acceptable.
Afraid that Cang Yan would actually get sick from anger, Shen Qingyuan immediately pinned Cang Yan onto the sofa.
“Let go of me!” Cang Yan flailed her arms and legs, helpless. Finally, one elbow struck Shen Qingyuan’s chest. Although the force was not great, it hit a vulnerable, sensitive spot.
“Hiss…” Shen Qingyuan immediately jumped up, clutching her chest.
Cang Yan slowly stood up, just about to give Shen Qingyuan a good talking-to, when she heard two extremely surprised voices: “Yan Yan?”
Cang Yan froze instantly. She turned her head and saw that her parents were staring at them dumbfounded. Looking back at themselves, her clothes were disheveled, her eyes fierce, and Shen Qingyuan was arched over the sofa, clutching her chest and gasping for air.
Cang Yan: “…”
It would be best if they didn’t misunderstand what strange things she was doing.
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
I hope there is a misunderstanding.