Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 31

Sheng Nuan was temporarily safe on her end, and she let out a big sigh of relief.

The next day happened to be the weekend. She went to the hospital early in the morning… but within just a few minutes after arriving, Ye Nanxun’s mother’s condition suddenly worsened, and she was urgently sent to the emergency room for treatment.

Sheng Nuan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

She asked customer service: “Can she be saved?”

Customer service replied: “No…”

Ye Wan’s craniotomy was successful, but her condition was too poor. Her recovery was slow, and she then developed an intracranial infection. In fact, once the infection and secondary hemorrhage occurred, her fate was essentially sealed.

Ye Wan was pushed into the operating room for emergency treatment, and Ye Nanxun seemed to lose his soul in the process… Less than two hours later, the operating room lights went out.

The doctor came out, and Ye Nanxun staggered to meet him. The doctor slowly shook his head and said apologetically, “Sorry, we did our best.”

Ye Nanxun’s entire body froze in place…

After that, Ye Nanxun seemed to be in a daze. Sheng Nuan could only handle all the arrangements, including the cremation, buying a cemetery plot, and burial…

Ye Wan was finally laid to rest three days later.

At the scenic cemetery, after the staff left, only Sheng Nuan and Ye Nanxun remained in front of Ye Wan’s grave.

It was only at this moment that Ye Nanxun seemed to fully awaken.

He had not shed a single tear over these past few days. He had been like a soulless ghost, pale as a corpse… Now, seeing the warm and loving photo of his mother on the gravestone, he finally realized the painful truth: he no longer had a mother.

Ye Nanxun slowly knelt before the gravestone, hunching his body over it, trembling and whimpering like a trapped, wounded animal.

Sheng Nuan felt a pang of discomfort.

She had never seen her mother since she was young, and her father wasn’t much of a father either—after handing her over to a stepmother, he basically only provided money and stayed out of her life. Her friends were all superficial companions who hung out with young men in shopping malls and nightclubs, so it was hard for her to truly empathize with Ye Nanxun’s pain.

But in that moment, seeing him with his head bowed and his whole body trembling, Sheng Nuan couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness… After all, just recently, Ye Wan had been helping her celebrate her birthday, and now, in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

Ye Wan was indeed a nice person.

Sheng Nuan sighed, walked over, squatted down, and clumsily comforted Ye Nanxun, “Don’t cry. I’ll stay with you…”

After a while, Ye Nanxun calmed down. He stood up and then noticed that the girl in front of him had bloodshot eyes and a very pale complexion.

In these few days, he had been drifting through a nightmare-like daze, relying entirely on Sheng Nuan to handle everything. For three whole days, she had to not only manage the arrangements for his mother’s funeral but also constantly worry about him.

Ye Nanxun’s heart felt sour, and without saying a word, he reached out and took her into his arms.

Sheng Nuan felt a moment of stiffness, thinking that Ye Nanxun was about to cry again. She quickly raised her hand to pat him reassuringly, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here…”

Ye Nanxun mumbled a low sound, holding her tightly, his breath warm on her neck.

At that moment, not far from Sheng Nuan and Ye Nanxun, Shang Yue stood quietly in front of another grave.

In front of him were three graves side by side: his grandparents and his mother.

Three bouquets of fresh flowers were placed in front of the graves, and the faces on the tombstones smiled lovingly at him… However, there was no one beside him to accompany or comfort him.

Shang Yue quietly watched the two people embracing not far away. Suddenly, the image of the young woman trembling as she held the gun in front of him appeared in his mind.

He slowly lowered his gaze, turned expressionlessly, and walked away…

Almost a month later, Ye Nanxun had barely managed to pull himself together and resumed his normal life, attending classes during the day and working various part-time jobs after school and on weekends.

Sheng Nuan’s side remained uneventful. From customer service, she learned that Stephen had a batch of people taken down here and was also in a dire situation back in Y Country, making it temporarily impossible for him to extend his reach domestically.

She felt a bit relieved and then wondered if she should consider moving back home from Shang Yue’s place.

Although Shang Yue basically didn’t live there, it still wasn’t appropriate for her to stay at someone else’s home indefinitely.

That day after school, she planned to inform Shang Yue and thank him before moving out… But when she returned to the villa, she found that Shang Yue was actually there.

And the villa had already been prepared with a table full of food.

She felt it a bit strange. “What’s this about?”

Shang Yue smiled and said, “Today is my birthday. I don’t have many friends, so I thought we could have a meal together?”

Sheng Nuan was taken aback and then smiled sheepishly, “You didn’t let me know in advance. I didn’t have time to prepare a gift.”

Shang Yue shook his head. “No need. Just having you drink with me will be considered a gift.”

“Okay.”

Sheng Nuan knew what it felt like to spend a birthday alone… Even if there were mountains of gifts, they couldn’t dispel the sense of loneliness in her heart.

She walked over and sat across from Shang Yue, picked up her wine glass, and said, “Happy birthday… and thank you.”

Although Shang Yue didn’t help Leslie, he kept his promise by not joining forces with Stephen, which was also a significant help to her.

Shang Yue smiled, clinked glasses with her, and drank it all in one go.

After putting down his glass, Sheng Nuan noticed something strange, “Why don’t you look very happy?”

Shang Yue raised his eyes and smiled half-heartedly. “Should I be very happy?”

“Of course,” Sheng Nuan said, puzzled. “You won, and it seems like you have no worries left. Shouldn’t you be overjoyed?”

Shang Yue was amused by her “overjoyed” remark. After a pause, he lightly clicked his tongue, “This just proves that human desires are insatiable.”

Sheng Nuan pursed her lips, not commenting.

She wasn’t like that… What she wanted was just the wealth of a small nouveau riche—enough for her to eat, drink, and live happily for the rest of her life. Too much wealth would be troublesome.

Just like the Norman family and the Field family… their assets were essentially just numbers. It wasn’t easy to squander such vast wealth, yet they were willing to risk everything for it.

It’s not worth it.

Sometimes, it was better to be modestly rich, like she used to be…

The two chatted casually, and after drinking a couple of glasses, Sheng Nuan stood up and waved her hand, saying, “I can’t take it anymore. The aftereffects of this drink are strong, and I’m feeling dizzy. I need to go to sleep.”

She supported herself on the table, and as soon as she moved, the ground seemed to tilt and spin in front of her. Startled, she quickly stopped and looked around in confusion.

Shang Yue chuckled and walked over, “You really can’t handle your liquor.”

Sheng Nuan replied speechlessly, “It’s your alcohol that’s too strong…”

“Come on, I’ll help you back.”

Sheng Nuan hummed, habitually raising her hand in a gesture reminiscent of a past empress or Buddha-like figure…

Shang Yue raised an eyebrow, paused for a moment, and then simply bent down to pick her up and carry her into the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed.

After bending down to set her down, he didn’t stand up. Instead, he remained in that position, his hands propped on either side of the girl, quietly watching her.

“Sheng Nuan.”

Sheng Nuan opened her eyes, slightly confused, “Hmm?”

“If you stay with me, I can help your father. How about it?”

Sheng Nuan’s mind was already somewhat hazy. She waved her hand dismissively, “Don’t be presumptuous! Sister will not belong to any man.”

Ignoring the drunken girl’s arrogance, Shang Yue raised an eyebrow, “Why not?”

Sheng Nuan, with her eyes half-closed and a smirk on her face, said, “Because there are still thousands of little fresh meats waiting for sister to save them…”

Shang Yue scoffed, “You’re quite ambitious. So, how many young men have you rescued?”

The little drunkard chuckled a little obscenely, “If you want to talk about that, then I won’t be sleepy anymore…”

Shang Yue waited for her to continue, but the next moment, he noticed that the person on the bed had already fallen asleep within three seconds, with her breathing quickly becoming steady and even.

He glanced at her quietly, clicked his tongue, and then got up to head outside…