The Black Lotus Villainess Only Wants To Possess Me - Chapter 3

Ye Chengxing never imagined that after she said those words, the car would suddenly take flight.

Although the phone’s design had seemed a bit strange earlier, she still subconsciously viewed this world as similar to her previous one. After all, at first glance, it didn’t seem much different from the world she knew.

But she truly hadn’t expected the cars in this world to fly!

Ye Chengxing gazed out the window, thinking in a daze, No wonder it’s the ABO world—their technology is so advanced…

Thanks to this, they arrived at the hospital quickly.

It’s worth noting that the driver hadn’t even waited for Ye Chengxing to pay before rapidly descending, letting them out, and speeding away without a backward glance, as if fleeing from a terrifying monster.

Fortunately, Ye Chengxing had scanned the payment QR code before getting out. She only relaxed when she saw the words “Payment Successful” flash across her phone screen after a few loading circles.

Drivers work hard for their money. Though she didn’t understand why he’d fled in such a panic, she still wanted to ensure he received his due payment.

It was already late, so Ye Chengxing rushed Li Jia straight to the emergency room.

Everywhere they went, Li Jia’s pheromones left a trail—a clear sign that something was wrong with the Omega. The scent was as alluring as a ripe peach, begging to be plucked. As the one holding Li Jia, Ye Chengxing felt the full force of this pheromonal pull most acutely.

She unconsciously gritted her teeth, suppressing the inappropriate thoughts stirred by the Omega’s pheromones.

When they entered the examination room, the doctor’s gaze lingered on them before finally shifting away.

Ye Chengxing was well aware of how easily their appearance could be misinterpreted. Just as they entered the hospital, she had glanced at their reflection in the glass doors and discovered a bloody mess on her shoulder. The jacket covering Li Jia revealed only her slender legs, her breathing so faint it was barely audible.

Ye Chengxing gently laid Li Jia on the examination bed. The doctor stepped forward and pulled back the jacket covering the Omega.

When the doctor pulled open the coat and saw Li Jia’s flushed face and the suggestive clothing beneath, no further examination was needed to guess what had happened. The doctor’s gaze turned to Ye Chengxing, now tinged with disdainful reproach, and their tone sharpened: “You, the patient’s relative, please wait outside.”

The doctor deliberately emphasized the word “relative.”

Unable to explain the full situation, Ye Chengxing simply rubbed her nose and dutifully sat down on one of the corridor benches to wait.

While waiting, she took the opportunity to review the memories the System had transmitted from the original owner of her body.

Though her mother had passed away when the original Ye Chengxing was young, she had left behind a massive inheritance and company shares. As a result, the entire Ye family had spoiled her rotten, and her behavior grew increasingly unrestrained.

Initially, her behavior was merely unrestrained, not yet reaching the point of perversion.

But as she watched everyone around her undergo their Differentiation Period while she remained stuck in pre-differentiation, the constant gossip and whispers began to warp her personality.

According to common experience, most people enter the Differentiation Period around the age of fifteen or sixteen. However, the original owner of this body remained undifferentiated until she turned twenty. Frustrated and restless, she began frequenting bars, where she befriended Zhang Shanle and others.

Under their influence, she opened the door to another world. But because she remained undifferentiated, she could only observe, unable to fully participate. So she began crafting an image of extreme gentleness, appearing at the most desperate moments for those yearning for salvation. Then she would wait, biding her time until they completely trusted her. Only then would she begin preparing to shatter everything they held dear with her own hands. Just imagining the look of disbelief on their faces filled her with immense satisfaction and joy, and her inner turmoil would vanish like smoke.

Then came the present. Two days before her twenty-first birthday, the original owner finally entered her Differentiation Period, emerging as an Alpha. Her rowdy friends showered her with congratulations and promised a surprise gift.

That gift was Li Jia.

The driver’s fear of Ye Chengxing wasn’t without reason. Her Alpha face was practically a brand, one that taxi drivers in this area had been specifically instructed to memorize.

This bustling district, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, was also the playground of these second-generation heirs. To do business here, it was essential to remember the names of these untouchable figures—you never knew when you might cross paths with them.

Among these untouchable figures, Ye Chengxing’s reputation loomed largest. Having frequented this area for years, she was the subject of countless rumors: her penchant for manipulating hearts, her bizarre hobbies, and more.

For these drivers, losing a fare was nothing—there would always be another. But accepting a ride with Ye Chengxing could spell disaster if they made the wrong move. Especially with someone like her—powerful, seemingly gentle on the surface, yet twisted at heart—who knew what she might do?

After sorting through her memories, Ye Chengxing glanced at the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist, finding them bitterly ironic.

The System was right: the plot hadn’t truly begun yet. Ye Chengxing had arrived at the perfect moment, before her original self had committed any unforgivable acts.

No wonder Zhang Shanle hadn’t seemed particularly surprised when Ye Chengxing threatened to call the police. She had merely reacted with a dismissive, “Haven’t you had enough of this script?” and even asked if it was time to wrap things up. Now Ye Chengxing understood the true meaning behind those words.

After reviewing the memories, some lingering doubts suddenly became crystal clear.

Ye Chengxing clutched the string of Buddhist prayer beads, unable to resist cursing inwardly once more.

The hospital corridor was nearly deserted late at night, the air thick with the antiseptic scent of disinfectant. After waiting for half an hour, the examination room door finally opened.

The sound of the door swinging open echoed sharply in the silent corridor, and Ye Chengxing immediately stood up.

She turned to the nurse pushing a medical cart out of the room and asked, “How is the patient inside?”

The nurse glanced at her. “She’s out of immediate danger. You can go in now.”

Ye Chengxing exhaled in relief and stepped into the examination room.

“We’ve already administered suppressants and antipyretics,” the doctor said, removing her gloves. Her calm tone emphasized the words “cannot leave,” as if she feared Ye Chengxing might disregard Li Jia’s condition and take her away. Clearly, she had already mentally categorized Ye Chengxing as one of those morally bankrupt Alphas. “But she needs to stay for observation for a few days to ensure the fever doesn’t return. Ideally, there shouldn’t be another episode. This time, she received timely medical attention. If it happens again, the damage to the Omega’s body could be severe.”

“That’s good,” Ye Chengxing replied, turning her gaze to the hospital bed.

The flush on the Omega’s face had subsided, leaving her looking somewhat pale. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was shallow and even, suggesting she was asleep.

As Ye Chengxing watched, her lips involuntarily curved into a soft smile.

If this is the case, Li Jia shouldn’t have to endure that night of despair and agony from the original story, right?

The doctor observed this scene, a conflicted feeling rising in her chest. Though she still doubted the beautiful Alpha before her was a decent person, her medical instincts compelled her to ask if Ye Chengxing needed her shoulder wound bandaged.

If the doctor hadn’t mentioned it, Ye Chengxing would have almost forgotten about the wound. Hearing the doctor’s question, she paused for a couple of seconds before replying, “Then please bandage it. Thank you, Doctor.”

Her polite and courteous words only deepened the doctor’s internal conflict, but she ultimately refrained from asking any further questions. After all, hospitals were where one saw the full spectrum of human nature, and it was impossible to intervene in every situation.

After bandaging the wound, the doctor left.

Ye Chengxing felt little discomfort from the shoulder injury. She went downstairs to complete the hospital admission procedures.

In that brief time, when she returned, she found Li Jia had already woken up.

The Omega was wearing a hospital gown. The standard size, which would have fit most people, looked slightly oversized on her, making her resemble a dandelion seedhead about to scatter in the wind—excessively slender and fragile.

Hearing the door open, Li Jia looked up.

She narrowed her eyes, first silently memorizing the layout of the room before finally focusing her gaze on Ye Chengxing.

When she first regained consciousness, Li Jia assumed it was merely a dying dream, a final memory flashing before her eyes. As the Alpha carried her away, she scoffed inwardly at the absurdity of such hope even in a dream. Yet when she awoke again, she was truly in a hospital, her heart still pounding wildly in her chest.

Even more bizarre… the Alpha standing before her was someone she had personally killed.

Li Jia gazed at Ye Chengxing’s bandaged shoulder, recalling the bite she had inflicted in her delirious state, and a sudden smile spread across her face.

In those brief ten seconds, Li Jia realized what had happened—

She had been reborn.

Reborn to a time before everything had begun.

How…

Li Jia nearly burst into laughter.

How utterly fascinating.

She had actually been reborn.

Ye Chengxing glanced at Li Jia, noticing a strange expression on her face that vanished in an instant.

Perhaps… she still hasn’t recovered from what happened earlier, Ye Chengxing thought, feeling even more protective. “You’ve already received the suppressants and fever-reducing injections, Li Jia. You’re safe now. Don’t be afraid.”

Hearing Ye Chengxing’s voice, Li Jia lowered her head.

From Ye Chengxing’s perspective, the Omega’s pupils were trembling violently with excitement.

The Alpha’s voice was as gentle as jade, and Li Jia couldn’t help but recall the image of Ye Chengxing dying beneath her blade. At that moment, Ye Chengxing could no longer speak, only rasping out hoarse breaths. The intense pain even prevented her from closing her eyes.

Memory and reality intertwined and overlapped, and a wide, joyous smile stretched across Li Jia’s lips.

But if she remembered correctly, the events at this point in time should have unfolded differently.

Could it be… that her rebirth had altered the course of fate?

After speaking, Ye Chengxing noticed Li Jia’s silence and felt a pang of distress.

The original plot details the System had shown her earlier remained vivid in her mind. It was a complete novel, and she had even seen numerous reader comments:

[“This villain, Li Jia, is so disgusting… When will she finally get what’s coming to her?”]

[“Can I just say? Her villain arc feels so forced and nonsensical. She brought this on herself by being so gullible. I’m about to throw up. Just get off the stage already!”]

How selfish! The villain is just bitter and can’t stand seeing others happy. Why couldn’t she be kinder and more generous?

When Li Jia fell from the skyscraper in that chapter, countless comments erupted in celebration.

[Finally, that damn villain got what she deserved! So satisfying.

[I’ve hated her since the beginning. She’s just awful.]

[Thank goodness her explosion plan failed. Li Jia is truly vile. Thank you to the little girl who gave her the candy!]

[Honestly, I don’t think Li Jia ever had any humanity. You can tell from that scene where she tortured and killed the people who had wronged her. Normal people don’t do that kind of thing, right?]

[Upvoting the comment above! Li Jia was a psychopath. She deserved to die. Now that she’s gone, everyone’s happy.]

Reading these comments, Ye Chengxing desperately wanted to reply to each one, but she realized she could only read them—the entire book, copied by the System, was frozen in place.

[“She deserved to die”? If I had a choice, who would ever choose this kind of fate?]

Ye Chengxing’s heart ached as she recalled the comments beneath the original novel. She had expected the scum who initiated these vile acts to be condemned, but never imagined Li Jia would bear the brunt of the criticism, enduring the harshest and most vicious condemnation.

Just thinking about it made her feel suffocated. Though she had only transmigrated into this book, the Li Jia standing before her was no longer merely words on a page. She was a living, breathing person with flesh and bl00d, capable of feeling pain, sorrow, and heartbreak.

What had she done wrong? How had she become deserving of such treatment in their eyes?

Torn between anger and grief, Ye Chengxing took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions to keep them from surfacing. Yet her resolve only hardened: she would heal Li Jia, shielding her from further filth. She would fill her world with flowers, love, and genuine sincerity.

Just as Ye Chengxing was about to speak again, the Omega, who had been lying quietly on the hospital bed, finally lifted her head.

Having just received an inhibitor shot and a fever reducer, Li Jia still radiated a fragile, sickly aura, making her appear even more delicate, like a tender willow branch in early spring, yet with an underlying resilience.

She looked at Ye Chengxing, her expression tinged with unease. She bit her lip, then released it, leaving her lips a vivid, watery red. “Did you save me? Why? I have nothing to repay you with…”

Li Jia’s voice was soft and measured, her words as gentle as a lamb’s bleating. Yet beneath this facade, her mind seethed with malice.

No one knew better than she—reborn once—how utterly repulsive the Alpha before her truly was. Her words and demeanor were perfectly calculated to stir the twisted desires lurking beneath his veneer of gentleness.

Though the circumstances differed slightly from her previous life, it didn’t matter.

If Ye Chengxing’s change of heart stemmed from lust for her face, she would carve off his skin. If he coveted her Omega body, she would gouge out his glands.

She would not only deny him everything he desired but demand retribution as payment.

Those who had humiliated her—even those who had begged for mercy as they died beneath her blade in her previous life—would find no escape in this life either.