Villain Strategy Rules [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 51

Qin Nanxi walked out quickly, her eyes vacant. The sky had darkened, and the dim streetlights couldn’t illuminate the entire campus. Suddenly, a clap of thunder rang out, startling her into freezing in place.

Her heart pounded uncontrollably. She didn’t see the rock in front of her and tripped, falling hard. Her palms hit the ground first, scraping against the scattered gravel. She hissed in pain, then looked helplessly at the sky, wondering why she had to endure all this.

“Why? Why me?”

“Heaven, you’re so unfair. You brought me here, yet you won’t let me experience love like others do.”

“What exactly do you want from me?”

Sitting alone on the ground, Qin Nanxi muttered these words to the dark sky.

She had come to this world and fallen in love, but if she didn’t do well enough, that person would die. No one had told her what “well enough” even meant.

Time wouldn’t wait for her. If she hesitated too long, her mother would start scheming, and things would only get worse.

The weather forecast had predicted rain and low temperatures. Qin’s mother stood at the school gate in just a thin coat, crouched in the shadows, obsessively refreshing her phone. Every notification made her jump in panic.

Spotting the light, Qin Nanxi approached her directly. “What do you want?”

Her mother laughed, a loud, grating sound, then grabbed her hand. “My precious daughter, you’ve really made me proud! I heard you got a full scholarship? All expenses covered until graduation?”

By the time Qin Nanxi realized the principal had announced the news, it was too late. He hadn’t considered the consequences. Though he tried to revise the announcement and hide her information, alumni had already shared it widely.

Controlling one person was easy, but a crowd? Impossible.

“So what?” Qin Nanxi pushed her mother’s hand away and took a step back, her gaze icy. “What do you want?”

Her mother stepped forward, greed flashing in her eyes. “I checked—each recipient can get up to 200,000, including grants. It can be withdrawn all at once or in monthly installments. Nanxi, let’s take it all out, okay?”

The sight of her mother’s avarice made Qin Nanxi’s stomach churn. Dark memories resurfaced—those wide, bulging eyes, the corners of her lips curled in malice.

Unconsciously, she retreated two more steps. The past was repeating itself, all too familiar. “What do you want? Don’t forget—you said you’d never interfere again. You said you didn’t have a daughter.”

“Nanxi.” Her mother laughed again, poking her shoulder mockingly. “You share my bl00d. I can find you whenever I want. But if you try to run? Go ahead. See how far you get.”

“200,000. Give me the money, and I’ll leave you alone.”

Qin Nanxi looked up at the sky. The stars were sparse, offering little light. She scoffed, her shoulders trembling. “You want the money? What if I refuse?”

“Professor Zhang said if a well-off student receives the grant, they can voluntarily forfeit it, and the spot goes to the next candidate. So… if I give it up, what happens to you then?”

“Have you lost your mind?” Qin’s mother instantly grabbed Qin Nanxi by the throat, snarling viciously, “If you still want that dead cat of yours, you’ll do as I say. After all, it’s money someone else gave you—what’s wrong with letting me spend it?”

Her emotions were too intense, the pressure behind her making it hard to breathe. This 200,000 yuan was her last lifeline—if she didn’t get it, she would die. The thought made her grip tighten as Qin Nanxi remained silent.

Qin Nanxi’s face gradually turned red, but she let out a soft laugh before forcing out the words, “Go ahead and kill me. Let me reunite with Guigui in hell.”

“Then I’ll—” Before Qin’s mother could finish, a sharp pain shot through her stomach. She cried out, doubling over as she clutched her abdomen.

Wen Zhixu pulled Qin Nanxi behind her, looking down coldly at Qin’s mother before stepping hard on her hand. “Did you enjoy spending that money?”

“It’s… you?” Qin’s mother tried to yank her hand free, but the more she struggled, the worse the pain became. Wen Zhixu’s voice sounded familiar, and under the moonlight, she finally recognized her. Shocked, she stammered, “You? You two know each other?”

Wen Zhixu lifted her foot, crouching down slowly to grip Qin’s mother’s chin. “Now you know. Happy?”

Qin’s mother had never imagined her daughter could be acquainted with someone so wealthy. It was her own fault—she had been blinded by greed when someone offered her a million outright, abandoning all reason.

After all… Qin Nanxi could never earn a million in ten years.

“And one more thing…” Wen Zhixu suddenly smiled. “Did you enjoy spending that money? Or rather, did you enjoy gambling with it?”

Qin Nanxi froze, her gaze fixed on Wen Zhixu, her mind reeling. So that was it… No wonder Wen Zhixu had said back then that she couldn’t handle that money.

The light in Qin’s mother’s eyes dimmed. Not long ago, she had befriended a few wealthy women, spending tens of thousands just to get close to them. She had thought that even the scraps from their hands would set her up for life.

But then they started gambling. At first, Qin’s mother had resisted, remembering her past addiction—but that one night, she won hundreds of thousands. She got carried away, slipping back into her old ways, following them to all kinds of high-stakes venues.

Now, she had nothing left—not a single cent—and was millions in debt. Her house had already been mortgaged, but she still needed 200,000. If she didn’t repay it within a week, she would be dead.

No, Qin Nanxi had to give her that money. She was her daughter—they were supposed to share hardships.

“Nanxi… Nanxi!” Qin’s mother clutched at her daughter’s pant leg. “My dear girl, my precious daughter. Save me. If I don’t get this 200,000, I’ll die. I’ll die.”

Wen Zhixu whispered, “Tell me your choice. I’ll respect whatever you decide.”

“Qingyue…” Qin Nanxi murmured, “Will you be good to me forever? Can my suffering finally end?”

When she was three, her sister was born. Her mother seemed to adore the baby, and though it was time for kindergarten, she was locked at home so her mother could focus on the newborn. Back then, she wasn’t even as tall as a table—yet in a single day, she lost all her friends, trapped in a cage.

Later, when she started elementary school, her younger sister turned three and could attend kindergarten. Their mother enrolled them in a school with an attached kindergarten. She had to look after her sister during lunch breaks and after school, enduring this until junior high.

In junior high, Qin Nanxi finally had the chance to board at school, briefly escaping her home and gaining more time to study. But her mother told her she would only be allowed to finish junior high—once she reached the age where the law no longer required her to stay in school, she would have to work to support the family.

To save up for high school tuition, Qin Nanxi took on odd jobs—fetching water, throwing out trash, running errands, even doing homework for others—slowly accumulating the money, penny by penny. When she was hungry, she could only afford plain steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and free soup. Occasionally, if there was an egg in the soup, it counted as her daily nutrition.

As a result, she grew painfully thin, so much so that she didn’t even get her first period until her first year of high school. In high school, her academic excellence earned her scholarships, offering a brief improvement in her life.

But now… it seemed she could finally escape.

Wen Zhixu nodded. “You will. I swear it.”

Qin Nanxi stopped her before she could raise her hand to swear. “I believe you,” she said.

Then she turned to her mother, withdrawing her foot. “So I choose not to help her. But I don’t want bl00d on your hands. I think it would be more effective to make her disappear from this city.”

Panicked, Qin’s mother scrambled to her feet, trying to reach her daughter, but Wen Zhixu blocked the way, refusing to let them get close. Desperate, her mother cried out, “Nanxi! Nanxi, you can’t do this! I’m your mother! We share bl00d! How can you be so heartless?”

“You’re breaking the law! If people find out how unfilial you are, they’ll curse you even after you die! You don’t deserve to be human—I should’ve never given birth to you, or strangled you the moment you were born—”

Her words grew increasingly venomous. Wen Zhixu simply took Qin Nanxi’s hand and led her inside, while bodyguards in the shadows escorted her mother away. From then on, everything would proceed according to Qin Nanxi’s wishes—whatever she wanted would be done.

They walked silently toward the artificial rock garden when suddenly, Qin Nanxi stopped. “Did… you plan this from the very beginning?”

“Yes,” Wen Zhixu admitted without hesitation. She stepped closer. “So you don’t owe me anything. In fact, you gave me an apartment and money—though I don’t need the apartment, and you brought us joy. So I’ll return it to you.”

“No need.” Qin Nanxi lowered her head, avoiding Wen Zhixu’s gaze. “Thank you. Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am now.”

“Nanxi.” Wen Zhixu took her hand. “Don’t thank me. Just forgive me, okay? Can we try again? You said not to bring up that night, but that night, you said you wanted to fulfill your own desires. So now… can you fulfill mine?”

“Let’s be together.”

The school at night was always so quiet. In the darkness, there was nothing but the sound of their pounding heartbeats. Qin Nanxi began to think—was this the right decision? Maybe she had suffered enough. Maybe she didn’t need to suffer anymore. Maybe she could say yes.

Maybe the affection meter was already full.

“Qingyue… I’m willing. We can try again.”