Scumbag A's Plan to Save the Heroine - Chapter 51

Ruan Ning slowly lowered her raised hands. Under the girl’s wary gaze, she gently pushed the knife tip away from her chest with a finger, a hint of sorrow in her eyes.

Since taking over the Zhi Family Enterprise, no one had dared to threaten her like this for many years. She never imagined the first person to do so would be herself.

Ruan Ning first pointed to the notebook filled with character relationships, then turned her back and slowly began to speak. “I believe you’ve already realized the problem.”

She elaborated, “The world you inhabit was created entirely by me. Your school, your home, everyone you’ve met, and even the pain you’ve endured—everything originates from me. But I am not the ultimate cause of your misfortune. In truth, what you’re seeing is a world from my memories, and you…”

“…are my past self.”

As Ruan Ning spoke, Ruan Ye involuntarily retreated, her knife-wielding hand trembling uncontrollably. When she heard the words “my past self,” the knife slipped from her grasp and clattered dully to the floor.

Ruan Ning turned her head, glanced at the fallen knife, then fixed her gaze intently on the incredulous “self” before her, unwilling to miss a single flicker of emotion.

The advancement of technology had truly revolutionized human history. Just a few years ago, she could never have imagined that Light Brain therapy would suddenly emerge, let alone that the characters simulated within the Light Brain’s code would become so lifelike that she couldn’t bear to…

In a mere ten minutes, Ruan Ye’s emotions had surged and plummeted, taking her through three distinct phases.

The news that Zhi Qiu insisted on marrying someone else, though expected, still left her deeply disappointed.

The intrusion into her bedroom by a stranger filled her with panic and fear. Only when she realized he meant her no harm did her taut nerves begin to relax slightly, though she remained wary.

Now, this stranger had revealed the truth about her world… She was merely a string of lifeless code…

No, that’s not right.

An inspiration flashed through Ruan Ye’s mind, finally connecting all the pieces she had previously struggled to understand. She lifted her head, her gray eyes meeting the intense gaze of the man before her, and declared with unwavering conviction, “You couldn’t have come to this world without a reason, nor could you have created it without a purpose. You must be here for a specific reason, or rather, for someone.”

“This person is Zhi Qiu, isn’t she?”

Though phrased as a question, Ruan Ye’s tone was certain. She was convinced that among all the people she had encountered, only one could be so extraordinary.

Ruan Ning sighed, stepped forward, and gripped her “own” shoulders with both hands. “Should I praise you for being clever? Praising you would make me feel arrogant and conceited.”

“You—” Ruan Ye opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted.

Ruan Ning’s expression turned serious, abandoning her earlier teasing. She tightened her grip on Ruan Ye’s shoulders, her voice urgent.

“Listen to me, Ruan Ye. In the real world, Zhi Qiu has been in a coma for a long time. Only advanced medical technology is barely sustaining her vital signs. You may be the protagonist of this world—after all, it’s my memory, and you represent my will—but this world doesn’t exist to serve you. This is therapy. If the treatment fails, Zhi Qiu will never wake up. Her body, lying in that hospital bed, will only be waiting to die!”

Ruan Ye was trapped in Ruan Ning’s arms, twisting her neck to avoid meeting those eyes so similar to her own. She gritted her teeth, “What happens to Zhi Qiu has nothing to do with me. We broke up long ago—”

Ruan Ning froze, speechless for a long moment. She hadn’t expected Ruan Ye to speak first this time.

“Just tell me what I need to do to save her.”

That very night, an invitation to Zhi Qiu’s wedding arrived at Ruan Ye’s home. The ceremony was to be held in three days aboard a large cruise ship in M Country.

Ruan Ning contacted the engineer outside the game who was coordinating with her and had a program written to temporarily take control of Ruan Ye’s body.

She felt a headache coming on. When she proposed taking over, Ruan Ye had made an absurd demand that disrupted her carefully laid plans, yet it might prove to be a surprisingly effective method.

Her mission was to stimulate Zhi Qiu’s nerves to the greatest extent possible, reactivating her mind so that the doctors gathered around her hospital bed could seize the opportunity to awaken the comatose patient.

Three days later, aboard the cruise ship.

The wedding was held on a vast expanse of ocean, the weather pleasant, the sea and sky both a deep, clear blue.

Following Ruan Ye’s instructions, Ruan Ning wore a striking red dress. The butler, responsible for greeting guests, froze at the sight of her outfit, repeatedly checking the invitation to confirm there were no errors before allowing her to board.

After all, no one would dare wear a color more eye-catching than the bride’s on her special day.

It wasn’t until the old butler saw the name of the invitee on the invitation that he stroked his beard and let her pass.

Ah, the ex-girlfriend. No wonder she harbors such resentment.

What a pity, such a beautiful young woman.

The butler sighed. Hate is just love that hasn’t been let go.

To make this death even more tragic, Ruan Ning conjured a torrential downpour.

As the ship entered the designated sea area, the wedding ceremony officially began. The once clear and sunny sky suddenly darkened with storm clouds. Soon, thunder rumbled across the horizon, and a bolt of white lightning struck down from the distant sky, accompanied by thunder and rain, targeting the sole vessel sailing across the sea.

The thunderstorm had arrived.

The sea surged violently as the captain urgently sounded the alarm. Wedding guests panicked, but crew members quickly guided them back to the banquet hall in an orderly fashion, leaving the deck deserted.

Zhi Qiu, hand-in-hand with the bride, returned to the cabin last, having helped evacuate the guests. They stood at the far end of the cabin, where they could see the deck was already drenched.

The thunderous roar of lightning and the relentless downpour pounding the deck drowned out the guests’ noisy chatter and the incessant whining of those around them.

Zhi Qiu glanced around anxiously, repeatedly checking her watch. It was already fifty-one minutes past the hour.

She was looking for Ruan Ye. This wedding was Ruan Ye’s greatest opportunity in life, a chance to build the social connections that would become the foundation of her future success.

Zhi Qiu didn’t want Ruan Ye to miss this crucial plot point.

She had been in this world for nearly half a year.

The storyline she needed to maintain was nearing its end.

Relief washed over Zhi Qiu at the thought that everything would soon be over. Even her attitude toward her “tool” wife improved noticeably.

Until—

A flash of red appeared on the deck.

Zhi Qiu shook off the hands restraining her arms, desperate to grab the retreating figure. But in the end…

The black seawater, churned by the torrential rain, swallowed the last trace of red.