Being the Golden Finger for the Best Actress Love Rival (GL) - Chapter 1
“She’s not worthy of drinking the wine you offered!”
Song Jianzhi’s entire ghost had just been transmitted to this small world. Her feet hadn’t even touched the ground when she heard this sharp retort.
The girl’s voice was quite sweet, sounding like a pampered young miss who hadn’t been polished by society.
Her soul and the vessel finally fit together perfectly. Song Jianzhi joyfully welcomed her new life, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a man and a woman standing in front of her. The guests serving as a backdrop also looked at her with strange expressions.
What was going on, being the center of attention as soon as she transmigrated? Didn’t novels usually have a novice zone for receiving information and organizing thoughts?
A bad feeling arose in Song Jianzhi’s heart. She happened to be holding a champagne glass, seemingly having just taken it from the man in front of her. Subconsciously, she brought it to her lips to moisten her throat and ease her tension.
The man in the suit and leather shoes stood frozen, staring at her in disbelief, and roared: “Song Jianzhi! What are you doing!”
Good, she was still called Song Jianzhi.
Song Jianzhi looked innocently at this handsome but ill-tempered man. Thinking that she was new here and it was better to be subtle, she smiled and said:
“Just moistening my throat.”
Wait, this voice sounded exactly like that pampered young miss from just now?
Although the words were spoken calmly, and her voice was sweet and soft, Song Jianzhi immediately recognized it.
Did she just snatch this glass of wine halfway?
A wave of heat surged in Song Jianzhi’s heart. She suspiciously rubbed her chest, discovering for the first time that she was so competitive that her heart swelled upon hearing something was snatched.
Seeing the man staring at her nervously, Song Jianzhi maintained her smile, while confidently calling out in her mind as written in her re-employment guide:
“System, who am I, where am I, what should I do? Please start the novice guide, thank you.”
A sweet customer service sister’s voice immediately replied:
“System installing, progress 2%, please wait patiently, sending a heart.”
Song Jianzhi: …
Song Jianzhi’s smile gradually faded.
She only heard the man say: “Ming Xu, listen to me, I, Wei Xiao, swear to heaven, I really didn’t know Song Jianzhi would return to the country today.”
The man’s words were decisive and forceful, as if his name was synonymous with honesty.
Oh, this was the fragrance of a chaotic love triangle?
But at this moment, the one in the chaotic scene was herself, with the system not loaded and no script. Song Jianzhi panicked.
She felt tiny, pitiful, and helpless, not daring to speak. She couldn’t help but take another sip of champagne to calm her nerves.
Wei Xiao’s eyebrows twitched violently: “Don’t drink anymore!”
“…Alright.”
Song Jianzhi was very confused, and a “why” was on the tip of her tongue, but she remembered that this would inevitably lead to questions and answers, which was too difficult for her current self.
If she didn’t drink, she didn’t drink.
Wei Xiao choked, his eyebrows twitched a few more times, and then he quickly said to Ming Xu: “Ming Xu, don’t be angry, I’ll go get you another glass of champagne—”
“No need.” The woman’s voice was like shattering jade, clear and pleasant.
Song Jianzhi’s gaze immediately fell on the woman in front of her.
But before Song Jianzhi could take a closer look, Ming Xu turned around. “Your affairs have nothing to do with me.”
She had a pair of light brown eyes, clear and clean.
Ming Xu turned and left. Her black dress was backless, the fabric sinking into the small of her back, and a pair of exquisitely delicate shoulder blades stood out on her fair skin.
Song Jianzhi watched for a while before retracting her gaze, standing awkwardly with Wei Xiao.
Judging by the typical romance plot, her identity should be either a dog-licker or a girl-next-door type. Song Jianzhi estimated the situation and chose to stand still, waiting for them to leave first.
Wei Xiao’s face was very grim, he looked like he wanted to speak, then stopped, then wanted to speak again.
Song Jianzhi blinked, her eyes asking for an explanation.
Wei Xiao remembered that her family’s influence was not to be trifled with, and he roared again: “Come with me.”
He turned and left first, as if he was certain she would follow.
Song Jianzhi saw everyone around her whispering and looking at her. She didn’t want to be watched like a monkey, so she thought—
She left in a different direction.
What a joke. She was already afraid of breaking her persona, and she was going to stay with acquaintances?
It was safest to honestly find a place to hide and wait for the system to install properly.
Song Jianzhi calmly walked out of the banquet hall. She was wearing ten-centimeter stilettos, shoes she had never worn before, but she walked effortlessly, not at all afraid of spraining her ankle.
She walked out with a click-clack, looking around. Down the stairs in front was an open-air swimming pool, where many people were moving about.
At a glance, Ming Xu, who had just left, was also standing there, talking to a man a head shorter than her.
Song Jianzhi eagerly wanted the beautiful elder sister’s contact information, but the chaotic scene just now was like a dog leash tying her down. Going now would probably earn her extreme disdain, so she could only comfort herself that there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Hold on, we can win.
She slightly lifted the hem of her white evening gown and walked towards a secluded small garden nearby.
There were benches in the small garden for people to rest. She picked one and sat down, her hand casually resting on her knee, when she was startled by the three or four diamond-encrusted bracelets and a pigeon-egg ring on her hand.
Song Jianzhi immediately gasped.
In her previous life, she loved looking at these jewels. For some reason, these styles were all quite familiar to her, like this pigeon-egg ring. She couldn’t remember which queen wore it in her world, but it shone brightly when it appeared at auction.
One bracelet was limited to three worldwide, and she was wearing two of them.
Song Jianzhi: I thought I was just a jewelry display stand, but it turns out I should be worshiping these.
Song Jianzhi was so overwhelmed by the sudden joy of becoming rich that for a moment, even the slowly installing system didn’t seem so unbearable.
If the underworld hadn’t launched a re-employment plan, how could she have drawn such a good small world and such a wealthy background?
Don’t you see the ghosts who drew post-apocalyptic novels, historical novels, infinite flow, or horror novels next door crying with envy?
She said kindly in her heart: “System, take your time, we’re not in a hurry.”
The system, at 23% installation progress, received its host’s concern and was so moved that it immediately retreated one percentage point, becoming 22%.
Song Jianzhi: ?
The sweet customer service sister’s voice appeared just in time: “Host’s body index is abnormal, unsuitable for system installation, installation interrupted. System installation will automatically resume from the breakpoint once body index returns to normal, sending a heart.”
Song Jianzhi said expressionlessly: “Then what does ‘retreating’ mean? Did it suffer a backlash?”
The customer service sister’s voice was very considerate, playing a segment of audience laughter in Song Jianzhi’s mind, adding post-production to Song Jianzhi’s complaint.
Song Jianzhi got even angrier. She was so angry that it took her several seconds to realize that, in other words, something was wrong with her body.
Where was the problem?
Could being too rich also be a kind of illness?
Song Jianzhi pondered. The cool night breeze gently brushed against her, dispelling some of the heat, which was very comfortable—
Would she still feel hot wearing a sleeveless evening gown this thin?
Song Jianzhi’s heart jolted, and the answer almost burst out.
“Song Jianzhi! Didn’t I tell you to come with me!”
A furious Wei Xiao emerged from the small garden. “What kind of tantrum are you throwing? Hurry up and leave this place with me!”
Song Jianzhi was alert: “Where are we going with you?”
Wei Xiao glanced at her dismissively, scoffing: “Damn it, your trick succeeded. You drank the wine I handed to Ming Xu, and now I have to take responsibility for you. Are you satisfied?”
Song Jianzhi’s face flushed, half from the burning heat in her body, and half from his shameless behavior.
Song Jianzhi had a mouthful of curses in her mind, but she knew getting away was the priority now. Her reply was concise and clear: “Not satisfied. Get lost.”
Saying that, she was about to leave first, but she stumbled.
“Still throwing a tantrum? Hah, aren’t you dying to get close to me?” Wei Xiao said indifferently, reaching out and tightly gripping Song Jianzhi’s wrist, dragging her along. “Hurry up, the drug is about to take effect. If you don’t want to make a fool of yourself in public, come with me to the hotel.”
“If it weren’t for your sister’s sake, I wouldn’t even give you this much attention.”
Song Jianzhi: Fvck you! Is giving me “attention” showing that you’re reluctantly going to sleep with me?!
Song Jianzhi didn’t care about her persona anymore. Let it break. She couldn’t let herself be defiled like this.
She struggled desperately, but the heat surging through her body made her limbs weak. Wei Xiao dragged her out regardless, still spouting hateful words:
“Walk faster, better not let Ming Xu see us.”
His tone was very casual, as if it didn’t matter if they were seen.
Song Jianzhi: “You truly love Ming Xu.”
Wei Xiao looked back at her, seeing her face flushed, her already good looks even more radiant. His tone softened slightly: “Ming Xu will be my wife. Don’t be so stubborn. Forget about me after tonight.”
Song Jianzhi: Can’t forget, buddy. You’ve definitely secured my hatred.
As they spoke, Song Jianzhi had already been dragged outside. The large iron gate of the mansion was close by. The banquet was nearing its end, and many people at the entrance witnessed this scene. Someone whispered as they passed by:
“Look at Miss Song’s flushed face, she’s really got Wei Xiao hooked.”
“Look how happy she’s smiling.”
I’m smiling?!
Song Jianzhi almost died of anger, wanting to faint on the spot for them to see. Her whole body was weak, and she desperately twisted her waist, searching the crowd for familiar faces, or rather, hoping someone she knew would stop Wei Xiao.
But everyone who saw her gave her a polite smile, some even an encouraging look, almost giving her a cheering gesture.
Song Jianzhi: Someone save me.jpg
She was becoming increasingly delirious, her throat parched from the burning sensation, and people were starting to look like double images. Only then did she spot an unusually clear and cold face in the crowd.
She rubbed her eyes, then clearly saw it was Ming Xu.
My love rival, save my life!
Ming Xu held a small evening bag, about to leave, and encountered Wei Xiao and the willful, pampered Miss Song at the door.
Miss Song’s face was flushed with drink. Wei Xiao’s expression was a bit unnatural but quickly hidden. He even tried to cover it up by greeting her: “Ming Xu, Song Jianzhi is drunk, I’m taking her back.”
Ming Xu didn’t even look at them, just politely nodded, and was about to turn and leave.
But a hand grabbed a corner of her evening bag, and a soft voice came to her ear: “Ming Xu.”
She looked back and saw the blurry-eyed Miss Song.
Song Jianzhi seized a glimmer of hope, using all her strength to shout: “Ming Xu.”
But after the sound escaped her, she realized it was barely louder than a kitten’s whimper.
The woman, half a head taller than her, turned back, her jaw clean, her light brown eyes looking at her: “Miss Song?”
Wei Xiao brushed off Song Jianzhi’s hand from the evening bag, frowning and saying: “I won’t allow you to trouble Ming Xu.”
Song Jianzhi: You fucking idiot! You scumbag!
Ming Xu had already averted her gaze and was about to leave.
Song Jianzhi had no time to continue cursing Wei Xiao in her mind. She bit the tip of her tongue, mustered all her strength, broke free from Wei Xiao’s grasp, and pounced on Ming Xu.
Biting her tongue made her clear-headed but also caused immense pain. Song Jianzhi’s eyes filled with tears from the pain, and she hugged Ming Xu’s waist tightly, afraid she would leave.
She looked up at Ming Xu, continuing to whimper like a kitten for help, trying to arouse the beautiful older sister’s pity:
“Save me…I won’t go with him…”
Ming Xu lowered her gaze, looking at Song Jianzhi’s eyes, which appeared even more moist and clear due to her tears. Her eyelashes were damp, like a small animal that had been badly bullied.
Yet, she also possessed a charming feminine allure.
Ming Xu didn’t speak for a long time.
On the other side, Wei Xiao watched his “dog-licker” and his “goddess” embracing, his face gloomy, and he said irritably: “Song Jianzhi, stop making a fuss!”
Song Jianzhi completely ignored him.
Just as Song Jianzhi was about to lose control and rub herself against the beautiful elder sister, she heard the woman whose waist she was hugging and refused to let go ask her:
“Then, do you want to come with me?”
Author’s Notes:
Ming Xu to Song Jianzhi: Will you come with me?
Author to reader: Will you stay?