Saving the Obsessive Villain Boss [Quick Transmigration] (GL) - Chapter 32

hat night, Jiang Zhiyi barely slept. The wound on her forehead was roughly bandaged. Sometimes, she even felt that she would die in this house, either beaten to death by this drunkard, or—

Or perhaps mutual destruction with him would be better. In countless sleepless nights, she had thought more than once about setting a fire and burning everyone clean. If she didn’t want to live, at least she would take them with her.

But now it was different.

She was curled up in the cold corner of the wall, clutching a small necklace tightly and pressing it against her heart.

She was no longer left with nothing. She still had Shi Qingyi. Even if it wasn’t the meaning she thought, she was gradually getting closer to this person, wasn’t she? She couldn’t die like this. Just wait a little longer. High school would be over in half a year. By then, she could leave this place with Qingyi. Anywhere would be fine.

Just wait a little longer—

The cold turquoise stone was warmed slightly against her heart. She slowly rubbed the small crack on it, and a chilling hostility inexplicably arose in her eyes.

She couldn’t die just like this, but it also didn’t mean she had to let herself be slaughtered like this.

The pain in her forehead and body kept her from closing her eyes. If her aunt hadn’t come home to stop the drunkard, she didn’t know how badly she would have been beaten. It really hurt. She opened her eyes and tried to look out the window.

It was three o’clock in the morning. Night wind whistled through the narrow alleyways. In three more hours, the sky would be bright, and she could go to school to see Shi Qingyi—

Thinking of that person, even her cold heart seemed to gain a bit of life, emerging with infinite tenderness.

“Qingyi…” She quietly retreated into the cold quilt, whispering softly in a tone full of grievance: “I hurt so much…”

Shi Qingyi woke up suddenly from her sleep in the middle of the night.

The System yawned along with her: “What’s wrong? In the middle of the night.”

Shi Qingyi shook her head, reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and slowly let out a long breath in the faint yellow light. Her mind was uneasy.

“How is Jiang Zhiyi doing?” Her voice was hoarse and tired, as if she had a mentally exhausting nightmare.

The System looked at her with admiration: “Host, this is the first time I’ve discovered you’re so dedicated to your job, actually caring about the plot development in the middle of the night.”

It took out a notebook and flipped through it: “Tomorrow’s plot is the Male Lead picking up the Female Lead for school…”

“Never mind,” before it could finish, the girl leaning on the bed pressed the lamp off. She buried herself in the soft quilt and closed her eyes, “What if Deng Sisi goes to retaliate against her? I’ll just go pick her up early tomorrow.”

The System: “…”

Why are you asking me when you’ve already made up your mind?!

At six o’clock in the morning, Jiang Zhiyi opened her eyes just as the morning sun fell into the slum alley. She let out a small sigh of relief as she walked out of the house.

—The drunkard was sleeping soundly. He didn’t even wake up when she turned on the faucet to clean her wounds.

She didn’t dare to lean against a tree until she had walked out of the alleyway filled with garbage and broken bricks, her back soaked with cold sweat.

She couldn’t rest for long. Footsteps were quietly following her from behind. Jiang Zhiqing clutched her school bag strap tightly, biting her lip and looking at her with hesitation.

“Sister, did you really… take those six hundred yuan?” She hesitated for a long time, finally avoiding the word ‘stole’ and instead using the euphemistic word ‘took’.

Jiang Zhiyi slowly turned her head: “Did you tell him?”

“It wasn’t me. It was the teacher who called to ask about the situation, and then Dad came to ask me,” Jiang Zhiqing shook her head like a startled rabbit, but her teeth bit her lip until it turned white, “But yesterday, I saw the money in your clothes, Sister, you took it, didn’t you?”

She looked so pitiable, innocent, and clean. Although they were both deeply stuck in the mud, she seemed to always be so high and mighty, looking down upon her pain condescendingly.

Is it just because she has no money, so once she has money on her, they are certain she stole it?

Jiang Zhiyi suddenly felt a little tired, and her voice unconsciously turned cold: “You already have the answer in your heart, so why ask me?”

She wanted to bypass Jiang Zhiqing, but the meek, rabbit-like girl abruptly stretched out her arm and blocked her way. They were so close that Jiang Zhiqing easily saw a strange necklace around her neck. At the end of the chain was a piece of costly-looking sapphire-blue stone.

“Sister, did Shi Qingyi teach you?” Her eyes suddenly turned red, as if covered with a layer of moisture, and her tone was inexplicably anxious, “I told you, you two are not in the same league—”

Jiang Zhiyi wouldn’t have bothered with her if she hadn’t brought up Shi Qingyi, but bringing up Shi Qingyi made Jiang Zhiyi’s gaze completely turn cold. She quietly looked at the pitiful girl in front of her and suddenly curled her lips. It was the first time Jiang Zhiqing realized that her acquiescent, quiet, almost invisible sister could show such a mocking and indifferent smile.

“Then what about you and Gu Chuanjing?” She spoke word by word, with even a trace of cold contempt in her eyes.

Her gaze was too cold, causing Jiang Zhiqing to suddenly falter and subconsciously want to avoid it, but she still tried her best to argue: “You and she really are not from the same world—”

“What, if she’s not from the same world as me, is she from the same world as you?”

A sudden, inexplicable question came from behind. The blonde girl, chewing on a soybean milk bag, leaned against the alley entrance, watching the farce with composure. No emotion could be seen in her clear and cold eyes.

“Woof woof—”

Before anyone could speak, a dog bark was heard from the depths of the alley. A small golden dog darted out from the other end of the alley. It seemed to have decided that Jiang Zhiyi was bullying its owner and rushed over, barking furiously.

“Huanhuan, don’t be like that—” Jiang Zhiqing’s anxious cry was in vain. The small golden dog had already rushed over, aiming for Jiang Zhiyi’s calf. Just as it was about to bite, a foot stretched out from the side and directly kicked the small dog away.

Gu Chuanjing, who had been watching coldly from the other end of the alley, instantly changed his expression. Jiang Zhiqing also bent down and hugged the dog that had fallen on the ground. Shi Qingyi’s kick wasn’t light; the small dog was already a little unsteady on its feet. Jiang Zhiqing’s eyes reddened, and tears immediately rolled down her cheeks.

“What are you doing? Huanhuan is still young—”

“I don’t care if it’s young or not,” Shi Qingyi scoffed, “All I know is that walking a dog without a leash means the dog is walking the dog. You don’t care when it bites people, but when it suffers a loss, you act like the sky is falling. You’re so kind-hearted, why aren’t you worried about whether your sister will be bitten or get rabies?”

This really made people laugh. And Gu Chuanjing next to her was the same. The loyal little dog bullying the vicious villain for the kind Female Lead—what a good scene! So he just stood by and let his dog bite people.

“I advise you to keep an eye on this dog. I only gave it a kick today. If it bites someone else later, I might not be so easy to talk to. There are so many people on the street. If someone gives it a couple more kicks, don’t come looking for me wherever it ends up.”

Shi Qingyi didn’t bother with the weepy expression of Jiang Zhiqing, the little white flower behind her, and pulled Jiang Zhiyi away.

Jiang Zhiyi was tightly held by Shi Qingyi. Her palms were sweating coldly, and her back was also soaked. Just as they walked out of the alley entrance, Shi Qingyi suddenly stopped. Jiang Zhiyi, caught off guard, nearly bumped into her shoulder.

“Take it.”

“What?” Jiang Zhiyi was a little confused, but still subconsciously took the bun and soybean milk in her hand. They were warm, and holding them, her cold bl00d began to slowly circulate. She looked down and saw two servings.

“Let me see if your leg was bitten.” Jiang Zhiyi was a little embarrassed and subconsciously wanted to block her, but couldn’t.

The blonde girl carefully squatted down to check. The lines of her legs unconsciously tensed into a straight line. She didn’t dare to look down, only feeling that the early autumn wind was inexplicably hot, making her heart slightly warm.

It was just a quick look. Although the puppy’s teeth were sharp, Shi Qingyi’s quick action prevented it from actually biting. It only snagged a bit of the fabric on her skirt, looking like a small scratch.

“Are you done?” Jiang Zhiyi really wanted to stroke her hair, but didn’t dare.

“No wound. You don’t need a rabies shot.” Shi Qingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. As she stood up, her eyes darkened again. The girl’s long, slender fingers accurately pushed aside her overly long bangs, revealing the wound on her forehead. When her warm fingers landed near the wound, Jiang Zhiyi subconsciously flinched back a little.

“It hurts…”

“He hit you again?” Shi Qingyi’s voice suddenly turned cold.

There were only one or two people sitting in the small clinic in the slum. Shi Qingyi carefully cleaned the wound with a cotton swab. The area around her forehead was red and swollen. The cut was half an inch long. Perhaps because it had been washed with cold water in the morning, the wound’s flesh color was pale, looking especially ghastly.

Even with a wound like this, she could sit here indifferently. Shi Qingyi gently blew on it: “Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll be gentler.”

“Yes, it hurts,” Jiang Zhiyi nodded and then shook her head, “It doesn’t hurt.”

But she liked the way Shi Qingyi was carefully blowing on her wound, her breath lightly falling on her forehead.

Shi Qingyi used iodine to disinfect her. The early autumn weather was still hot, and it would be bad if it became inflamed: “Is there anywhere else on your body that hurts?”

How could a drunkard only hit one spot? It was obvious that there must be other injuries.

Jiang Zhiyi pulled her left shoulder back a little: “No more…”

This meant there was. Shi Qingyi grabbed her arm and pulled up her sleeve, revealing a patch of black-and-purple bruising from her elbow down, which stung her eyes instantly.

He had really struck hard. Thinking that such trash would still have a perfect ending with children and grandchildren later, Shi Qingyi couldn’t help but grit her teeth.

By the time she finally finished treating all the major and minor wounds on her body, it was already nine in the morning. Shi Qingyi’s phone rang. It was the class teacher, who was troubled by her cutting class and called to ask what was going on.

Jiang Zhiyi didn’t look up until Shi Qingyi disappeared down the end of the hallway.

The class teacher was long-winded. The incident about stealing money had just happened yesterday, and today she cut class again, so a long, heartfelt lecture was inevitable.

The doctor in the clinic was still eating breakfast, slurping up a mouthful of noodles. He was startled when he saw the girl in front of him suddenly look up.

“The medicine money is a total of seventy-nine. You brought enough money, didn’t you?”

“I did,” the girl shook her head. Her expression was no longer the docile and weak one she had when the other person was present. Her eyes were clouded with a chilling sharpness, and she pulled out a stack of money from her hand. Her voice, however, carried a silent weariness, “Do you have any sleeping pills here?”