I Marked the Villain After Transmigrating into a Scumbag A - Chapter 3

Ye Chimu wasn’t playing around with Gu Zhijing. Her eyes gleamed with a sharp, icy light. The tip of the knife was pressed tightly against Gu Zhijing’s gland. If she moved even slightly, the blade would pierce her neck mercilessly. Once it went in, she would bleed heavily, and if the gland was damaged, even if she didn’t die, it would be disastrous.

Gu Zhijing was lying face down on a medical blanket, the smell of disinfectant filling her nose. Because she had stirred a little upon waking up, the knife tip had slightly pierced her skin. The silver blade reflected light against the rough fabric beneath it.

Ye Chimu’s hand was steady. The light and shadow did not waver.

“Morning,” Gu Zhijing said softly, barely moving her lips. He didn’t dare say more—any more would be akin to committing suicide.

Ye Chimu said nothing. The word was within her “safe zone” and didn’t provoke her.

“Can I lift my head to speak?” Gu Zhijing continued to probe. The original owner of this body had spent her life abusing power and never exercised, so after lying prone for a short time, her back and waist ached, and everything below her neck was stiff.

“Gu Zhijing, do you have a death wish?” Ye Chimu asked.

Gu Zhijing replied honestly, “No, I don’t.”

She apologized to Ye Chimu sincerely. “I’m really sorry. I did terrible things to you, and I’ve already thought about how to make it up to you. For now, you can stay at the hospital—I’ll arrange 24/7 care for you…”

“Pervert.”

Ye Chimu cut her off, the tip of the knife slicing into her skin. Gu Zhijing hissed in pain, unsure what she had said to anger her.

“Hmm?”

Gu Zhijing was confused and frowned—it hurt.

Ye Chimu bit her lower lip and said coldly, “Don’t think I don’t know you’re into some sick imprisonment play. Does being in a hospital turn you on or something, hmm?”

She pressed the knife down harder, cutting her skin again.

“……”

That’s not it at all.

Gu Zhijing could understand. Ye Chimu was a villain, after all. Villains usually liked to manipulate others into throwing themselves into fire for them, and they never trusted people easily.

That was actually the quality Gu Zhijing admired most about her.

Never trusting pretty words, always doing things her own way. Gu Zhijing had suffered countless betrayals in real life from misplaced trust in people.

Besides, with the way the original host had acted, anyone who trusted her would be a fool.

“I’ve consulted with someone. What happened yesterday was indeed terrible. You can call the police and have me arrested. I’ll arrange a lawyer to…”

As she spoke, Gu Zhijing’s head began to ache again.

What was going on?

Was something trying to stop her from resolving things with Ye Chimu? Was it trying to prevent her from changing Ye Chimu’s fate?

Gu Zhijing had already exhausted herself yesterday. A whole night had passed, and now she wasn’t holding up as well. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and neck, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Then, she heard a loud laugh, yet laced with cruelty. Ye Chimu leaned in close to her ear and said, “Gu Zhijing, you say you want to go to the police, but your body’s trembling in fear. That’s terrible acting. Jail…”

Ye Chimu stared at her with intense hatred, her pupils glinting gold in the sunlight. “Someone like you—one foot in jail and the next foot right back out.”

Gu Zhijing clutched the blanket tightly. “I’m sorry.”

Ye Chimu tilted her head and gave Gu Zhijing a smile. Seductive and wicked.

Even though she had taken an inhibitor, she was still incredibly alluring.

“You still use such pathetic tactics to pursue someone. Oppress me on one side, then swoop in like a hero on the other. You think I’ll fall in love with you? What a joke.”

She said, each word sharp and biting, “Gu Zhijing, I will never—ever—love—you.”

The last few words were nearly spat through gritted teeth.

Gu Zhijing’s headache vanished, but her heart suddenly clenched.

It hurt.

“If it’ll really help you vent your anger, then just dig out my scent gland,” Gu Zhijing said seriously.

“Sure, I’m going to die sooner or later anyway…”

Ye Chimu’s tone was light, almost casual, but her words revealed the fate she’d chosen for herself. As soon as she said it, the pounding pain in Gu Zhijing’s head suddenly vanished—but that only made her even more afraid.

Just as the knife was about to come down, the door opened. Ye Chimu quickly withdrew it, pressing it against her arm to hide it behind her back.

She looked toward the door, fingers slowly pushing the knife into the pillow.

A doctor walked in.

The doctor was a young woman with glasses perched on her nose. She glanced at Gu Zhijing. Gu Zhijing pushed himself up slowly with her arms, adjusted her bathrobe, composed herself, and politely stood to ask about Ye Chimu’s condition.

Standing up, was slightly taller than the doctor. She glanced at the name tag on the doctor’s chest: Jiang Wushuang.

Later on, she would become Ye Chimu’s private physician. The one she always called when she’s feeling unwell.

Jiang Wushuang, holding a medical file, walked over and leaned down to examine Ye Chimu’s neck. “Her gland is fine. It’s just her first time being marked, and your bite was rather aggressive. There are a few things you need to pay attention to.”

Sensing Ye Chimu’s cold gaze, Gu Zhijing quickly dropped her expression and lowered her head in guilt.

Jiang Wushuang said, “An omega’s emotions can be very unstable after being marked for the first time. They might unconsciously release pheromones. You should be gentle with her. Be sure to regularly change the neck suppressant patch—her skin’s broken, so there might be some fluid…”

When it came to physiology, Gu Zhijing thought it was worth taking seriously. Coming from the modern world into an ABO universe, she didn’t know much—like how biting someone’s neck a few more times just because it looked sexy could be a problem.

What she remembered most clearly was: after an alpha marks an omega, they should not leave the omega’s side. At that time, omegas are emotionally fragile and extra sensitive. They need the alpha’s comfort—even if they say no, they still need soothing: to be held, kissed… ideally comforted with the mouth.

“…Ahem, that’s the typical interaction between a married AO couple,” Jiang Wushuang added, pushing her glasses up before glancing at Ye Chimu again. Ye Chimu kept her eyes down, showing no reaction.

In contrast, Gu Zhijing—known for being an infamous spoiled brat—was actually paying close attention. She stood upright, still in her loosely tied bathrobe, holding a pen and carefully taking notes, one stroke at a time, neat and orderly.

Gu Zhijing nodded seriously. “Got it.”

Jiang Wushuang found her rather interesting and nodded back. “As you should.”

Ye Chimu was also quietly observing Gu Zhijing.

The person was the same.

But her expressions and tone were completely different. The old Gu Zhijing was always overly animated, full of arrogance and swagger, constantly bouncing around in front of her with a “I like you—don’t be ungrateful” kind of attitude.

Now, however, Gu Zhijing had a reserved, unapproachable aura. She spoke calmly and politely, impossible to get mad at—if anything, it made her oddly charming to look at.

This kind of poise and manners seemed like habits built up over years.

Even though she was only wearing a bathrobe, the exposed curve of her chest was wild and untamed. But when she took notes with a ballpoint pen, the cool, dignified aura around her made her seem like she was signing a check.

It felt… strangely mismatched.

After the doctor left, Gu Zhijing stood by the door, checking her phone to ask her assistant to bring over some personal items.

The original owner had been a rich wastrel, and her contacts list was a mess—some even saved with just numbers. It was impossible to tell which one was the assistant.

She picked one without a label and dialed. The person answered, “Miss.”

“Miss, I heard you sent Ye Chimu to the hospital. Did you already mark her? I’ll send someone to take care of her right away…”

Gu Zhijing coldly interrupted, “Send me some food. No spicy stuff, but not too bland either. For dessert, chocolate but not too bitter. Bring some snacks too… and lastly, gather all the bodyguards.”

“…Huh?” The person on the other end was confused. “Miss?”

Weren’t they supposed to call the paparazzi and a lawyer to start a full-on public shaming campaign?

Gu Zhijing hung up without a word.

About half an hour later, a male beta in formal clothes came knocking at the door, holding clothes and a food container.

Gu Zhijing had him stay outside and carried everything in herself. She asked Ye Chimu, who was sitting at the head of the bed, “Is it okay if I leave this here?”

Ye Chimu didn’t respond.

Gu Zhijing placed the food on the nightstand and opened the box.

Then she went back outside to continue talking to the assistant. She instructed him to have the bodyguards guard the room 24/7. No one was allowed in, especially paparazzi or her so-called friends.

“If anything happens, you know what I’ll do,” Gu Zhijing said coldly. “Whatever Miss Ye needs, you get it done immediately. But don’t bother her inside—and keep your mouths shut outside.”

“Yes,” Qin Guanghui nodded firmly.

Gu Zhijing returned to the hospital room.

Qin Guanghui stood there stunned, staring at the once arrogant and domineering young miss who now seemed calm, steady, and even a little gentle. He was completely bewildered.

What was going on today?

People change and it was obvious just from the surface. Gu Zhijing used to wear a nasty smirk all the time, her eyes were greasy and full of sleaze.

Now she walked over to the bed and said softly, “I’m heading out for a bit.”

The voice was still her, but the arrogance had faded. It had become gentle—like a spring breeze brushing against the ear.

“Great acting,” Ye Chimu thought to herself.

She replied, “You should get your brain checked.”

“You’re right…” Gu Zhijing nodded earnestly, then headed straight into the bathroom to shower. She changed into a clean, proper suit, opened the door, and told Qin Guanghui, “Book me an appointment with a neurologist. I need a brain CT scan.”

She turned back to Ye Chimu and said, “Thanks for the concern. I’ll go now.”

Ye Chimu’s lips parted, speechless for a moment.

Crazy? Who’s concerned about you?

Qin Guanghui: “……”

Yeah, she should probably get checked. How is she not acting like a scumbag today?

The two of them silently watched Gu Zhijing head to the neurology department.

Before the scan, Gu Zhijing bought some bandages. Her gland had been cut twice, and she gently touched the wound with her fingertip.

She could still recall the feeling of her teeth sinking into Ye Chimu’s neck.

It was… satisfying—like sucking on apple-flavored jelly.

She had the urge to lick it with her tongue.

Disgusting.

Gu Zhijing harshly criticized herself, forbidding her mind from going any further.

In this world, medical technology was very advanced. Gu Zhijing lay directly into the medical pod, allowing the machine to transport her in. The equipment scanned her entire body, and soon, the results were out.

The doctor held the printout from the machine and said, “There’s indeed something wrong with your brain. There are scattered shadows in your brain area. What’s strange is that these shadows aren’t physical substances.”

“Can you tell what they are?” Gu Zhijing remained calm.

The doctor held the film up to the light and examined it carefully for a long time before saying, “I can’t tell. It’s just that several areas appear dark. It’s definitely not a lesion or tumor… Hm, very strange. I’ve never seen anything like this.”

“Is there a treatment plan?” Gu Zhijing had only come here as a joke with Ye Chimu, but to her surprise, something really had been found.

“We’ll need to admit you first. This thing is located in your brain’s neural region, which is very dangerous right now. I’ll contact the hospital and arrange for a specialist—”

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Zhijing sat up from the hospital bed and said, “There’s no need for now. I’ll contact you if I need anything later.”

“Miss Gu, there might be a chance we can cure this. Let us study it… hey—”

Before she could finish, Gu Zhijing had already disappeared.

The doctor put down the brain scan, utterly confused by what she was thinking. Rich people were usually the ones most afraid of illness and pain. The moment there was a problem, they’d throw money at it immediately, afraid they wouldn’t make it in time to enjoy life.

From the moment the diagnosis was given, Gu Zhijing walked steadily out of the hospital. Her steps were brisk, and just as the sunlight outside hit her face—

That sharp pain surged again, dragging her forcefully back inside. This time, the pain was even more intense than before.

It felt like her entire body was strung up and roasted over hot coals, his skull pried open by a blunt object. Her organs and flesh were twisted violently under pressure. Her long legs trembled slightly, and waves of nausea rose one after another.

Fortunately, shadn’t eaten breakfast.

Then, Gu Zhijing understood.

This resistance was trying to pull him back, trying to force her to follow the plot of the original book.

All the power in her mind was concentrating into one thought, urging her to take action.

Now. Right now!

Go and push Ye Chimu step by step into the darkness!

Make her leave the hospital prematurely. Let her carry lasting damage due to an incomplete recovery, suffering for the rest of her life.

Let the media drag her down, let her be attacked by clueless netizens. Let her career and love life be utterly ruined. Let her live as a villain forever!

Destroy her! What a sense of accomplishment!

Accomplishment?

Gu Zhijing’s lips curled into a cold smile as she suppressed the thought rising in her mind.

Accomplishment meant being controlled, having her will erased, becoming someone else’s executioner?

Those shadows in her brain’s neural network must be the thing controlling her, torturing her whenever she disobeys.

But Gu Zhijing had always hated being controlled.

Her lips curled further.

If you wanted things to follow the original plot so badly, then why drag her into the novel in the first place? Wasn’t that a huge miscalculation?

Besides, none of this happened with her consent.

Too bad.

She refused to follow the original story.

Even if the pain was so great he could barely walk, even if his vision blurred, even if his ears were filled with harsh sirens, and even if the next second a car might come flying off the street and smash her to pieces—

Gu Zhijing still did things her own way.

If she couldn’t walk, then let someone come and pick her up.

The afternoon sun was scorching. Sweat beaded on Gu Zhijing’s forehead. She pushed her bangs aside, revealing her full forehead and face. Calm and unhurried, she took out her phone and made a call. “Hello, this is Gu Zhijing. Yes, could you please come and pick me up?”

Meanwhile, back in the hospital room, Ye Chimu hadn’t been abusing herself. She placed the lunch box on the blanket and opened it.

Then she paused, stunned.

Sitting right on top was a packet of cola-flavored gummy candy.

A tiny piece, soft and bouncy under the sunlight. If you squeezed it, it would deform. A rough layer of sugar coated the surface.

This had been Ye Chimu’s favorite treat since childhood. Back then, everything in the house was given to her younger brother. Even food she couldn’t eat or stomped on wouldn’t be given to her.

The cola candy was something she earned by doing someone else’s homework. When they refused to pay her, they gave her one piece of candy instead. She would hold it in her mouth, unwilling to chew or swallow.

She would savor a single gummy longer than a hard candy.

Ye Chimu pinched the candy between her fingers, feeling its squishy texture. She pulled it apart and placed it in her mouth.

The sweet taste of cola spread through her mouth, but her brow furrowed tightly.

How did Gu Zhijing know she liked cola gummies? She had never told anyone.

About half an hour later, just after Ye Chimu finished eating, a sudden rush of footsteps echoed from outside. She immediately reached for the knife hidden under her pillow.

Then the door opened and in walked two police officers.

Ye Chimu quickly stuffed the knife back, her eyes wary as she looked at the officers. Her heart skipped a beat, afraid Gu Zhijing might’ve found some way to retaliate.

“Hello, are you Miss Ye Chimu?”

Ye Chimu nodded.

The two female Beta officers walked slowly to her bedside and said, “Hello. Gu Zhijing just called the police and turned herself in. Our officers have already brought her to the station. We’re here now to understand the specific situation.”

Ye Chimu frowned. “What?”

The officer continued, “According to her confession, it appears she did something very inappropriate to you last night. She allegedly used an aphrodisiac on you, and also forcibly made a temporary mark. Is that true?”

Ye Chimu: “?”