The Villainess Is Pretending to Be Sweet Again Today (Transmigration) - Chapter 14

These days, the city sky remained perpetually overcast.

The sticky, oppressive heat made exposed skin feel particularly uncomfortable.

Inside a special effects studio in X City, everyone exchanged uneasy glances, not daring to speak.

Long Yingjun stared at the video on the computer screen, his brow furrowed.

In the footage, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties—with sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes—sat behind his office desk, dressed in a well-tailored black suit. Two other men in suits stood beside him, lending an air of authority.

That man was none other than the late head of the Long family. This was his final recorded message—his will.

Slowly and deliberately, the man spoke:

“To prevent disputes over my estate after my passing, and while I am of sound mind and full legal capacity, I hereby declare this will in accordance with relevant regulations—”

“90% of all assets under my name shall, upon my death, be inherited by my wife, Mu Jiazhao. No other individual shall have the right to interfere, claim, or dispose of them…”

Long Yingjun stroked his chin and impatiently pointed at the screen. “No, the flaws are still noticeable. Keep refining it.”

The studio manager hesitated before replying, “Mr. Long, we’ve truly done our best. Altering a will is illegal, and this is both video and audio—it’s extremely difficult to modify.”

“That’s exactly why I came to you!” Long Yingjun snapped. “You’ve been working on this for three or four months, dragging your feet without finishing. What’s the problem?!”

The manager frowned. “Mr. Long, perhaps… you should find another company. We really don’t want to take this risk any further.”

The Long family’s assets amounted to billions. Helping them alter a will was no different from forging an imperial edict in ancient times!

And it wasn’t as if their skills were lacking—they had exhausted every possible method. But this wasn’t something that could be changed with a snap of the fingers.

Long Yingjun scoffed. “Now that you know the details, do you think I can just switch to someone else? Keep working on it. I didn’t pay you this much to slack off. There’s no way our family’s billions should end up in that little brat’s hands! I don’t care how you do it—I’ll be back next Monday, and it better be fixed by then!”

With that, he stormed out without another glance.

The gloomy sky only worsened his irritation. The thought that the Long family’s vast fortune might soon fall into the hands of that little girl, Long Huaichang, if they didn’t act fast, filled him with fury.

There was no mistake—the will was crystal clear. Long Huaichang and her homewrecker mother stood to inherit 90% of the estate, while his legal wife would receive a mere 5%. The remaining relatives would be left with almost nothing.

Even 5% of billions still amounted to millions, but for them, it was far too little. The Long family had been tearing their hair out over this will.

None of them could understand—what right did that little nobody have to claim so much of the shares and inheritance, while the true bl00d relatives got nothing? It was a complete joke!

Just as Long Yingjun slid into his sports car, the onboard phone began to ring.

The large display screen showed three characters—Mu Jiazhao.

“Auntie.”

Long Huaiying answered the phone and immediately laughed. “What brings you to call me?”

A low, elegant female voice came from the other end of the line. Mu Jiazhao spoke, “The shareholders’ meeting is about to start. Why haven’t you arrived yet?”

“Auntie, I’m at the studio right now.”

“…How are the revisions coming along?”

“There are still some flaws. The lip-syncing is off, and the voice sounds unnatural. I’ve asked them to redo it.”

“Hurry up. The longer this drags on, the more uneasy I feel.”

“Understood, Auntie. As for what we discussed earlier…”

The woman on the other end chuckled softly. “You’ll get your reward.”

—

Meanwhile.

Nuo Yang sat on the floor at home, examining the box in her hands.

It was a gift from her colleagues—a collective welfare perk—and she had just brought it home today. Unable to wait any longer, she eagerly opened it.

Lately, not being allowed to work overtime had left her feeling oddly restless. The nights felt especially empty, with endless stretches of time she didn’t know how to fill.

Long Huaichang walked over with a drink and saw Nuo Yang unpacking something. “What are you doing, sis?”

“It’s a gift from my colleagues!” Nuo Yang said cheerfully. “They said it was a special perk for me and told me to open it at home. I wonder what’s inside…”

As she spoke, she lifted the lid—and froze the moment she saw the contents.

Noticing her stiffness, Long Huaichang stepped closer and peeked inside—

The box was neatly packed with pacifiers, teething toys, small bibs, baby bottles, and diapers.

Nuo Yang: “…”

Long Huaichang: “…Sis, why would your colleagues give you these things?”

Nuo Yang picked up one of the baby items, turning it over in her hands. Suddenly, realization dawned on her, and her face flushed with anger!

No wonder everyone had been looking at her strangely lately, their eyes filled with sympathy and concern. She had thought something was wrong with them, but now it made sense—it must have been because she had refused to work overtime and left early.

Seeing her sister silent, Long Huaichang crouched down and picked up a transparent pacifier, grinning. “This is for you?”

Nuo Yang pressed her lips together, her face still red. “No, it’s for you.”

Long Huaichang: “???”

What kind of gift was this?

Nuo Yang quickly snatched the pacifier back from her, laughing awkwardly. “I’ll explain everything to them when I go back to work on Monday. We’ll return all this stuff!”

With that, she hastily stuffed everything back into the box and moved it aside.

Just as she set it down, an orange figure leaped from the nearby cabinet and landed on top of the box. A pair of crystal-clear eyes stared at Nuo Yang before letting out a soft meow—

Long Huaichang reached out, scooping the kitten into her arms. “Lately, it’s been running around everywhere.”

The kitten stretched out its tiny white paws, batting at Long Huaichang’s long black hair before trying to nibble on it.

Nuo Yang watched it with a smile. “You know, this little one has been with us for a while now. Shouldn’t we give it a name?”

“A name?”

Long Huaichang paused, still holding the kitten. She had never had a pet before and had no idea what to call it.

“Let’s call her Guazi, easy to take care of.” Nuo Yang reached out and scratched Guazi’s little belly, smiling. “The simpler the name, the longer the life. A humble name is easier to raise, after all~”

Long Huaichang stared at the woman before her, suddenly catching a faint fragrance wafting from Nuo Yang.

For some reason, Long Huaichang particularly loved the scent that came from Nuo Yang. Just smelling it would bring her a sense of calm that lasted the entire day.

“Sis,” Long Huaichang asked, “did you change your shower gel?”

Nuo Yang looked up at her and smiled. “I did! You noticed? It’s lemon-scented!”

She added proudly, “I changed yours too. It was buy one get one free. Feel free to use more if you like it—the fragrance lingers for quite a while.”

As she spoke, Nuo Yang tugged at her hair. Her light chestnut locks cascaded over her chest, with her bangs neatly framing her forehead, making her look like a high school student.

Because of the hot weather lately, Nuo Yang had been wearing a thin nightgown at home. From Long Huaichang’s angle, she could see the gentle rise and fall of Nuo Yang’s chest and her slender figure beneath the gown.

Long Huaichang couldn’t help but let her gaze linger on Nuo Yang’s collarbone for a few extra moments before finally saying, “Yeah, I like it.”

“Xiao Huai, I want to ask you something.” Nuo Yang looked at Long Huaichang and hesitated before speaking. “Would you… be willing to go back to school?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she noticed Long Huaichang’s expression darken.

For over a month now, Long Huaichang had mostly stayed at home, only stepping out occasionally to run errands with Nuo Yang. The rest of the time, she just lazed around in a daze.

It wasn’t that Nuo Yang couldn’t afford to support her but seeing the girl like this made her uneasy. Long Huaichang was only 17—what else could she do if she didn’t go to school?

Would she end up like in the original story, mingling with men and women in nightclubs?

That wouldn’t do. After much thought, Nuo Yang still believed Long Huaichang should return to school.

But seeing Long Huaichang remain silent, Nuo Yang wavered and added softly, “If you don’t want to, forget I mentioned it.”

At that moment, Long Huaichang lifted her head and met Nuo Yang’s gaze. “I didn’t say I don’t want to. It’s just…”

Her dark eyes fixed on Nuo Yang, as if recalling something, before she continued, “It’s just… I want to change schools.”