What to Do, I've Been Targeted by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 11

After class, Xu Sangning contacted Ji Ying to subtly probe her situation. Before she could even say much, Ji Ying had already sent over her packed schedule for the period—completely full, clearly leaving no time for any mischief.

So, was this breakdown really the protagonists’ own fault?

Ji Ying: Work is exhausting.

Xu Sangning: I’ll be interning at the company over winter break. Soon, I’ll be just as tired as you.

Ji Ying: Why not come to my company instead?

Xu Sangning: No, causing trouble for my brother is fine—I can slack off guilt-free. At your company, I wouldn’t be able to relax.

Ji Ying wanted to say it didn’t matter—she slacked off at work too.

She sighed softly.

Ji Ying: So, you won’t be staying here after break?

Xu Sangning: Nope. I’ll probably move into the apartment near the company. I refuse to wake up at the crack of dawn just to commute. Waking up early is painful enough—doing it for work is even worse.

Ji Ying: (smile)

Xu Sangning: Anyway, at least the pay’s good. Complaining too much would just sound ungrateful.

Xu Sangning didn’t actually need to work at all—it wasn’t part of her responsibilities. But she was genuinely curious about what had gone wrong between the protagonists and wanted to observe from the sidelines.

Besides, staying home over winter break would be boring. She wanted to go to the company and catch up on gossip. Opportunities for juicy tidbits had dwindled since starting university, and she wasn’t close with many classmates.

Three days later, Xu Sangning noticed the plot point had lit up again.

Meaning the storyline had been “fixed.”

Her observation target shifted back to Ji Ying.

Sure enough, that evening, she overheard Ji Ying venting—clearly in a terrible mood, squeezing something so hard it creaked.

——

“This is what you call fixed?” Ji Ying stared blankly at the photo on her phone.

The photo had indeed been sent, and it did show the two in the same frame—but they were just standing face-to-face, not even touching. Completely normal. No one would misinterpret it.

What was wrong with her? Why did this photo make her feel like she’d lost face?

“I’m not insane. If this photo were enough to set me off, I’d have lost my mind eight hundred times by now. I’m a CEO with a functioning brain—why would I go after them over something like this?” Ji Ying clutched her head. “If you can’t fix your own plot, don’t take it out on me. Isn’t that a bit much?”

System: Then don’t do it. It’s not like I can control you anyway.

“Fix it properly. At least have them hold hands or something. If I started causing trouble over a photo like this, wouldn’t that just ruin my character?”

“I’m a meticulous person. I demand an appeal.”

System: Fine, fine.

The system dragged out its words with a sigh. What had it done to deserve a host like this?

System: Why not send it to Xu Sangning?

“Send it to her? What for?”

System: Let her provoke you a little. Then the plot would be complete. Your character has brains—hers doesn’t.

“No way. I can’t drag her into my work.” Ji Ying refused immediately.

——

Xu Sangning sat on the sofa, eating fruit, deep in thought.

“Who’s it sent to? Me?” Judging by the tone, she probably guessed right. Though she couldn’t hear what the other person was saying, she could roughly figure out what they wanted her to do. Not that she minded—ever since becoming an NPC, she’d spouted all sorts of ridiculous lines.

Plot restoration? They have plot restoration over there too?

Wonder what photo was sent to make her so exasperated.

So curious.

Xu Sangning wiped her fingers.

The noise from upstairs had stopped—probably off to file a complaint.

But as long as the plot point on her end was cleared, it didn’t matter. As long as it didn’t get stuck on her side, she was fine.

Xu Sangning took a nice, relaxing bath, watched an episode of a variety show, and slept soundly.

The next morning, Xu Sangning woke to the sound of Ji Ying muttering to herself.

Ji Ying was in a foul mood first thing in the morning. Xu Sangning couldn’t make out most of the rambling, but she caught a few key words.

No surprise—the complaint must have been rejected.

Xu Sangning shook her head.

Seemed Ji Ying’s “company” was just as rigid as the Quick Transmigration Bureau. As long as the surface-level plot points were met, they didn’t care how absurd the actual plot was.

Xu Sangning had filed a few complaints when she first started working too, but she eventually gave up—all of them had been rejected.

“This makes me look like an idiot! Do they seriously not think there’s something wrong with me? What if they find out? And then I’m the one who has to bear the risk! My god, you people are something else.” Ji Ying paced around the living room, hands on her hips. “So annoying! This plot is obviously unreasonable! Are the people judging this a bunch of idiots? If they can’t do their jobs, they should quit already!”

Xu Sangning wiped her mouth and left the apartment, jogging out of the neighborhood to a breakfast stall at the entrance, where she ate a warm bowl of wontons before jogging to school.

Third year of university—many were starting to look for internships, which had become a hot topic on campus lately.

When Xu Sangning walked into the classroom, she immediately noticed several people glancing her way. Expressionless, she took a seat next to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu lowered her voice. “A lot of people asked me today to talk to you about internships.”

“I can’t just shove people in randomly. What are they thinking? It’s not like people from our school can’t find internships.” Xu Sangning pulled out her notebook and casually placed a pen on the desk.

“That’s what I said too,” Lu Yu whispered. “They never come to you normally, but suddenly they’re all over you now. Don’t let them sway you.”

“Of course not.” Xu Sangning touched her ear. “My resolve is rock-solid.”

“Yeah, sure—except around Ji Ying.” Lu Yu wriggled in her chair, teasing. “The moment you’re in front of her, you go from a chili pepper to a sweet pea. Scares me to death.”

Xu Sangning: “…”

Xu Sangning shot Lu Yu a look. “Nonsense.”

She thought back—sure, her tone and voice might have softened a little, but it wasn’t that extreme.

After the first class ended, three people actually came up to ask her about internships.

“Just check our company’s recruitment app. I don’t know the specifics,” Xu Sangning said, looking at them.

“We already did, but none of the positions fit us…” The guy at the front stared at Xu Sangning.

Xu Sangning widened her eyes as if she had heard something amusing, then pointed at herself with a laugh. “You can’t possibly mean for me to secure three job positions for you, can you?”

“How can you even bring that up?” Xu Sangning couldn’t understand why she kept running into such bizarre people at school. Was it because this was a fictional world, or simply because the concentration of oddballs here was too high?

“We’re all classmates—just asking. No need to be so arrogant. Who knows who might be useful to whom in the future?” Her words had clearly struck a nerve, and the other person left in a huff, visibly displeased.

Xu Sangning: ?

“Those guys are always like this. Last time, they left the class monitor speechless,” Lu Yu chimed in, sidling up to her. “Did I not tell you about it?”

“About what?”

“Well, you know how he never turns in his homework, right? The class monitor always had to chase him for it. Then he somehow got it into his head that the monitor had a crush on him—ha!” Lu Yu burst into laughter. “He ended up ‘rejecting’ the monitor’s so-called advances, which pissed the monitor off so much that he smashed a small desk to pieces.”