Transmigrated As The Villainous Scumbag Wife Of A Disabled Tycoon - Chapter 3
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The mechanical voice appeared abruptly, yet it seemed to emanate from the depths of her soul.
In the next moment, everything before Cheng Xing’s eyes plunged into darkness. Then, from all directions, blue lights flickered simultaneously, converging in an instant into a glowing azure ring that hurtled toward her with crushing force.
The anticipated pain of a scalpel piercing her heart never came. Instead, it felt as though her head had been struck by a heavy object, accompanied by a suffocating sensation that made it nearly impossible to breathe, as if her heart were being squeezed so tightly she wished she could die on the spot.
After what seemed like an eternity, the pain subsided.
Cheng Xing slowly opened her eyes. The cute mechanical voice from earlier now seemed like a mere illusion.
She was no longer in Jiang Ciyi’s body. Instead, she was sitting at the entrance to the attic, still in her disheveled, panting state.
But the pain she’d just experienced was no illusion—it lingered in her mind, a haunting memory that made her heart race just thinking about it.
Jiang Ciyi lay sprawled on the ground, staring at her with wary, guarded eyes.
This scene… it felt oddly familiar.
Cheng Xing’s earlier attempt to provoke Jiang Ciyi into killing her, hoping to return to the real world, had failed.
Instead, it had caused time to rewind.
…
Truly, the longer one lives, the stranger things one encounters.
Cheng Xing had thought that transmigrating into a novel was absurd enough, but now there was a “Supervisor” too?
In her spare time, Cheng Xing had read online novels, so this situation wasn’t entirely unfamiliar.
But who could have imagined that something as ridiculous as transmigrating into a book with a system would happen to her?!
Wasn’t her life already unlucky enough?!
Cheng Xing was inwardly furious, but her face betrayed no emotion.
She had never been an expressive person. Many had commented that, aside from her academic excellence and good looks, she was utterly forgettable.
She had always been ordinary, reserved, following the flow of life without ever doing anything rebellious.
As a result, traits like being obedient and academically excellent didn’t earn her much praise.
Over time, Cheng Xing had developed a personality that rarely showed joy or anger.
She didn’t wallow in self-pity either. After mentally preparing herself, she quickly moved to save herself, turning to Jiang Ciyi. “Should I call a doctor for you?”
Since she couldn’t leave this world and had already offended the blackened female lead, she might as well play the role of a quiet NPC.
The crime wasn’t hers, so why should she atone for it?
Keeping her distance from the female lead was her best option for now.
Fairies, after all, were never meant to descend to the mortal world.
Jiang Ciyi, however, looked suspicious. “What are you planning now?”
Cheng Xing gave a helpless, bitter smile, shrugging as she wiped the sweat from her forehead, her hand coming away damp. “Look at the state I’m in. What could I possibly do?”
She didn’t explain her actions on the big screen earlier, only saying gently, “You need to go to the hospital, and so do I.”
With that, Cheng Xing mustered her strength to pull out her phone and call the housekeeper, Sister Zhou. The wait for the call to connect felt excruciatingly long.
Fortunately, Sister Zhou answered quickly, her tone respectful and polite. “Miss, how may I assist you?”
Cheng Xing closed her eyes, her brows furrowing tightly. The fire raging within her seemed to sear her senses, urging her toward something that could satisfy her desires.
But Cheng Xing stubbornly resisted her instincts. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and dry. “Take Miss Jiang to the hospital.”
Sending the female lead away would surely make her feel better.
Sister Zhou thought she’d misheard. “Pardon?”
“Take Miss Jiang to the hospital.” Cheng Xing repeated, enduring the pain and emphasizing, “As soon as possible.”
Sister Zhou immediately replied, “Understood.”
After hanging up, Cheng Xing didn’t dare move. She took deep breaths to steady her disrupted breathing, trying to calm herself and face the situation rationally.
But after only a couple of breaths, she felt the cold edge of a blade slide across her neck, followed by the sound of metal grazing flesh.
Opening her eyes, she saw that breathtakingly beautiful face—carved as if by the heavens themselves—staring at her coldly.
…She hadn’t even noticed when Jiang Ciyi had crawled over.
As expected of the female lead, her resilience was remarkable.
Jiang Ciyi sat beside her, her hair disheveled around her face. Yet, that stunning face gave her an air of elegance. Her narrow, fox-like eyes glinted with icy hostility, and the veins on her slender wrist stood out as she gripped the gleaming blade. “Speak. What are you really plotting?”
The flush on Jiang Ciyi’s face hadn’t faded; if anything, it was intensifying, though she was clearly suppressing it.
Cheng Xing could feel the softness of Jiang Ciyi’s body pressing against her shoulder, the heat seeping through her thin clothing, sending tingles across her skin. Her heart felt as though it were being teased by a feather, tickling incessantly.
Even though she’d seen Jiang Ciyi’s face up close before, being this near still left her momentarily dazed.
No wonder she was the novel’s female lead—her beauty was unreal.
In the real world, Cheng Xing had never seen such an otherworldly beauty. Even the actresses who frequently graced TV screens paled in comparison.
But—this woman was holding a knife to her throat!
Beautiful women were always dangerous.
And Jiang Ciyi? She was downright toxic!
Cheng Xing’s body was ignited with desire, but her mind clung to chanting Buddhist mantras. Taking a deep breath, she tilted her neck back and glanced down at Jiang Ciyi. “I’m in this state. What kind of plot could I possibly have?”
Jiang Ciyi’s blade drew bl00d. “So, you’re not putting on your ‘disabled beauty’ show anymore?”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she let out an uncontrollable gasp.
The sound was jarring, and Cheng Xing saw her frown, clearly shocked and disgusted by the noise she’d made.
Cheng Xing’s consciousness was growing hazy, but she persisted in answering. “I was a jerk before, Jiang Ciyi. You…”
Before she could finish, a shrill voice pierced the air. “Ahh! Jiang, you cripple, what are you doing?! Let go of my Sister Xing! Argh!”
Cheng Xing’s gaze shifted toward the voice. Her body’s uncontrollable heat made her forget the sharp blade still pressed against her neck.
As she turned her head, the blade cut deeper, and bl00d dripped onto her arm, staining it like water nourishing a vine, lending it an eerie, seductive charm.
The voice grew even more piercing. “Ahh! Jiang, you cripple, I’ll kill you!”
Cheng Xing frowned, wanting to say something, but her mouth wouldn’t move. Her consciousness faded.
Her ears fell silent. She could neither see nor hear anything.
[Awoo! Detecting the host’s poor physical condition. Injecting 20 energy points.]
[Awoo! The host must work hard to conquer the mission and live vibrantly to meet the system’s expectations~]
The cute mechanical voice echoed in her mind again. Cheng Xing struggled for a moment before opening her eyes.
Blinding white light greeted her, along with the strong smell of disinfectant. The room was spotless, and she was dressed in a blue-and-white hospital gown.
No doubt about it—she was in a hospital.
The room was empty except for her.
She closed her eyes and spoke in a low voice. “Who are you? What do you want me to do?”
[Awoo! Hello! Let me introduce myself. I am Fate Navigator Officer 0916 from the Interstellar Fate Management Bureau, also known as…]
It paused abruptly, and during the silence, she could hear faint crackling, like a malfunctioning electronic device.
After a moment, it continued, [Awoo! Sorry, I was just thinking of my name. I’m called Jin Jin, but you can also call me Get Rich or Money. Or, as you humans like to call us, a System.]
Cheng Xing: “…”
“Did you just make up that name on the spot?” she asked sharply.
[Awoo! You guessed it~ Fate Navigator Officer 0916 became your exclusive system when you were transported to this world, responsible for recording your rewards, punishments, merits, and demerits to create your exclusive fate ledger. So now, 0916 is your personal electronic pet. Master, feel free to command Jin Jin~~]
Cheng Xing: “…”
The overly cutesy tone made it hard to believe this was the same entity that had inflicted that terrifying punishment earlier.
But Cheng Xing had a good memory.
“If you’re my electronic pet, why did you punish me?” she asked. “And why am I here? Can you send me back? What am I supposed to do here? What’s my connection to Jiang Ciyi?”
[Awoo! Slow down with the questions, or you’ll burn out my CPU!]
Cheng Xing paused. “You’re a system, and you can’t even handle a few questions? Useless.”
Her tone was calm, but the flat delivery carried a heavy taunt.
As expected, the system got angry. [Awoo! Hmph! Everything you want to know is in this video. I don’t know anything else, so don’t ask me! Woof woof!]
A scene unfolded in Cheng Xing’s mind—
After the yellow Ferrari hit her, the driver stepped out nonchalantly, glancing at her bl00d-soaked body with disdain.
Soon, police cars and an ambulance arrived.
Her mother sat in the hospital corridor, her expression blank. Her grandparents rushed in one after another. The camera focused on the red light outside the operating room. Time sped up, the red light went out, and a doctor in sterile clothing emerged, shaking their head regretfully to announce her death.
The hospital corridor filled with heart-wrenching sobs.
The scene shifted. The Ferrari’s driver met with a lawyer in a detention center.
The lawyer, dressed in a sharp suit, adjusted their glasses. “Rest assured, your debt with Mr. Su is settled. Mr. Su will do his utmost to reduce your sentence.”
Mr. Su?
The driver leaned back in his chair, smirking. “Su Jiaming is something else. If he didn’t like her, he could’ve just said no. Did he really have to kill her? She was pretty good-looking, too.”
Su Jiaming…
The name wasn’t unfamiliar to Cheng Xing.
Wasn’t that the man she was supposed to be engaged to?
Even with her usual composure, Cheng Xing couldn’t remain unaffected.
The next images flashed by like a slideshow. The Su family paid off her father’s debts and took care of her mother.
Su Jiaming, playing the good guy, visited her grandfather’s herbal medicine shop daily, eventually obtaining her grandfather’s secret herbal recipe book. With it, the Su family made a fortune, becoming a leading pharmaceutical company in the country.
Su Jiaming married a new wife, while her mother, consumed by grief, wasted away and eventually passed.
Cheng Xing clenched her fists, only to hear the system’s voice cut in abruptly. [Awoo! Congratulations on being reborn in World 7531! Here, you have a loving family, a beautiful wife, and close friends. Here, you’ll achieve the perfect life and get everything you desire.]
“And if I want to go back?” Cheng Xing asked coldly.
But the next second, it wasn’t the system that answered.
A woman dressed in elegant, luxurious clothing pushed open the hospital room door, her tone resolute. “Divorce! You must divorce!”
Cheng Xing opened her eyes, quickly recalling the original novel’s plot. This was the original host’s mother, the pampered youngest daughter of the prominent Guan family in Jianggang.
As soon as Guan Linmin entered, she declared, “She dared to hold a knife to you. She must be sent to prison.”
Before Cheng Xing could explain, she heard the sound of wheelchair wheels rolling across the floor.
Jiang Ciyi’s icy voice followed. “How did Mrs. Cheng know we were getting divorced?”
Before Cheng Xing could react, the cute mechanical voice piped up in her mind. [Awoo! Oh, right! The key to achieving your perfect life in this world is Jiang Ciyi~ The Interstellar Fate Management Bureau’s first rule: Conquer the female lead, gain a new life. Offend the female lead, and turn to ash.]
Cheng Xing: “…”
After hesitating for two seconds, she closed her eyes, feigning weakness. “If we divorce, I might as well be dead.”