What to Do, I've Been Targeted by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5

Xu Sangning was annoyed.

A bug in the mission world was annoying.

Being woken up in the middle of her sleep was annoying.

Running into idiots was annoying.

And the fact that she couldn’t slap this person in the face right now was even more annoying.

“Go ahead and report it. I’ll get a lawyer. I’ve already recorded our call, and there are plenty of witnesses around. I’ve also kept all the chat logs of your previous harassment,” Xu Sangning said flatly, her voice devoid of emotion.

Chen Li’s expression stiffened for a second. He was caught in a dilemma—he didn’t want to lose his position, but he also didn’t want to back down.

“I have things to do. I’m hanging up now. Zeng Ying, make sure they sign the document voluntarily. See you in class this afternoon.”

“Got it,” Zeng Ying replied.

Chen Li’s eyes widened in panic as he tried to stop Xu Sangning from hanging up, but before he could muster a response, the call ended.

Zeng Ying pulled a sheet of paper from her bag. “If everyone’s free, could you wait here to sign this?”

Those who had been about to leave immediately stayed put.

The resentment against Chen Li had been brewing for a long time. Some had wanted to take action before but were afraid of being the first to speak up without support.

When the group chat learned about the news, those in class also expressed their willingness to sign. People from the same teaching building rushed over during breaks to add their signatures, while those who couldn’t make it wrote their own statements and posted them in the group.

Chen Li’s face turned green.

By the time Xu Sangning had freshened up and gotten ready, the signature list Zeng Ying sent her was already packed. She skimmed through the notes and signatures in the group chat and realized not a single person had taken Chen Li’s side.

She had to admit, it was impressive how someone could alienate everyone to this extent.

Someone who disliked Chen Li posted this bold move on the campus confession wall, where many “victims” poured out their grievances in the comments, praising Xu Sangning highly.

After scrolling through the comments, Xu Sangning learned that Chen Li wasn’t just the student council president—he was also the class monitor, dorm leader, and head of a club. His behavior in class and the dormitory was just as unbearable.

She couldn’t fathom how a college student had evolved into such a person. It was almost impressive—despite his heavy academic workload, he still managed to hold multiple positions. But judging from the comments, his grades weren’t great, meaning most of his time must have been spent currying favor with teachers.

Ji Ying also followed the confession wall, occasionally checking for posts related to Xu Sangning.

When she spotted Xu Sangning’s name, her scrolling finger paused. After reading the details, she couldn’t help but laugh.

This was exactly the kind of thing Xu Sangning would do.

Ji Ying instinctively reached for her phone, wanting to message Xu Sangning, but she restrained herself.

After all, Xu Sangning’s resistance toward her was painfully obvious.

Ji Ying sighed.

She really wanted to talk to her.

——

When Xu Sangning arrived at school in the afternoon, she noticed far more stares than usual.

She was already well-known on campus—or rather, she had become famous on the very first day of school.

Because on that day, she had arrived in a helicopter, accompanied by a team to clean and organize her dorm. Though she didn’t actually live there, she kept a bed ready in case she ever felt too lazy to go home and decided to stay overnight.

After discussing with her roommates, she had arranged for a cleaning service to visit weekly with their permission. As a result, even though Xu Sangning rarely stayed in the dorm, she got along well with her roommates. Those who knew about it envied them for having free cleaning services, sparing them from arguments over who should mop the floor or clean the bathroom.

Now, Xu Sangning has become even more famous.

Some people who didn’t know Chen Li thought Xu Sangning was deliberately bullying him, but before she even had to respond, those who had suffered at Chen Li’s hands stepped forward to defend her.

Perhaps inspired by Xu Sangning, Chen Li’s classmates also began preparing to remove him from his position as class monitor.

Chen Li was furious but had nowhere to vent. He wanted to confront Xu Sangning but didn’t have the guts.

He couldn’t understand—why was everyone so upset just because of a meeting?

Feeling wronged, Chen Li created a burner account to vent online, hinting that he was being bullied. But instead of sympathy, he was flamed in the comments. Worse yet, someone doxxed him, forcing him to quickly delete the account and pretend nothing had happened.

None of this had anything to do with Xu Sangning, though. After handling the matter, she didn’t spare him another thought.

Xu Sangning was now preparing for her next scene.

“Xu Qiexing attended A University’s anniversary celebration when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure. His gaze shifted from Xu Sangning on stage to a corner—it was Feng Xingwei.”

Though it was just a short line, Xu Sangning had to put in a lot of preparation for it.

From this line alone, it was clear her role was insignificant—it didn’t even mention what she performed. But that also gave her plenty of room to improvise.

In her three years at the university, this was the first time Xu Sangning had participated in the anniversary celebration.

She had many talents, but to maximize her chances of being selected, she needed to choose carefully.

After reviewing the confirmed performances, she saw that various orchestras had already claimed most instruments, and dance clubs had taken over all major dance styles. It would be tough for an individual to stand out.

After agonizing for two days, she had an epiphany—there was no rule saying it had to be a solo act.

In the end, she auditioned for the recitation program and got in. Though spotting her in a group recitation might strain the audience’s eyes a bit, that wasn’t her problem.

News of Xu Sangning’s participation spread quickly across campus, but once people learned it was a recitation, the crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed.

The choice was completely at odds with their expectations of her. How could the flamboyant heiress join the recitation program—the undisputed least popular act of any gala?

Despite being just a recitation, the rehearsals were time-consuming, eating into Xu Sangning’s rest hours.

To soothe her frustration, she skipped morning classes and went shopping, swiping Xu Qiexing’s card for three million. Then, just for good measure, she bought a new car, spending another two million.

Xu Qiexing, who had just endured three consecutive meetings that morning, stared at the notifications on his phone. He considered calling to ask about it but ultimately decided against it. He knew if he said anything, his sister would brand him a “cheapskate” for life.

Besides, based on his understanding of her, Xu Sangning was probably in a bad mood. He silently deleted the notifications.

Though Xu Sangning disliked rehearsals, they did have their perks—she used them as an excuse to turn down Ji Ying’s repeated dinner invitations.

On Wednesday evening, when Xu Sangning saw Ji Ying standing at the door of the rehearsal hall with a crate of fruit tea, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Ji Ying greeted Xu Sangning, then casually handed out drinks to the other students, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Why are you here?” Xu Sangning picked a drink she liked and looked at Ji Ying.

“Just came to see you. It’s been a while since we last met,” Ji Ying said matter-of-factly.

“Can I have one of the school anniversary invitations?”

Ji Ying knew that if she waited for Xu Sangning to offer, the other girl would never give her one.

People had to take the initiative—good things didn’t just fall from the sky.

Xu Sangning took a sip of her drink and fell silent for a few seconds after hearing Ji Ying’s words.

She didn’t want Ji Ying to come. This was a crucial plot point for the main couple, and if Ji Ying showed up, what if something went wrong?

“Our performance is just a recitation—it’s not that interesting. Unless you’re coming to see someone else?” Xu Sangning raised her head, pretending to be displeased.

“If it’s you, even a recitation would be interesting,” Ji Ying said, standing beside Xu Sangning and gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I’ve never seen you perform before.”

“There’s nothing worth seeing, and it’s on a Monday afternoon. It’d be a waste of your time. How about this—after my performance, I’ll come to your company, okay?” Xu Sangning looked at Ji Ying. “We can have dinner together in the evening.”

Seeing Ji Ying remain silent, Xu Sangning reached out and tugged at her hand, shaking it lightly.

“Fine,” Ji Ying sighed, squeezing Xu Sangning’s hand. “You don’t have to worry so much about me. I can spare an afternoon if I need to.”

Ji Ying agreed so quickly that Xu Sangning felt a lump in her throat. She stared at Ji Ying for a moment, then tried to pull her hand back—but Ji Ying didn’t let go.

“What time do you finish today?” Before Xu Sangning could get worked up, Ji Ying released her hand, acting as if nothing had happened.

“Nine o’clock,” Xu Sangning checked the time. “I don’t get why a recitation rehearsal has to take so long.”

“Then I’ll wait here. Watching now counts as watching, right?”

“If you’re not busy, suit yourself.”

Ji Ying entered the classroom, found a seat, and took out her tablet.

“You and your sister have such a good relationship—she even comes to pick you up.”

Xu Sangning smiled. Honestly, she didn’t know what to say.

Because Ji Ying was sitting there waiting, the rehearsal ended twenty minutes early.

It wasn’t too late, so Xu Sangning stopped by the cafeteria for a bowl of wonton soup as a late-night snack.

The wrappers were thin, the filling just right, and the broth was especially fragrant.

Ji Ying hadn’t planned on eating, but at Xu Sangning’s strong recommendation, she ordered a bowl too.

The cafeteria wasn’t crowded, and it was unusually quiet, with most vendors already closed for the day.

The two sat by the window. Ji Ying scooped up a wonton and stole a glance at Xu Sangning.

Xu Sangning was completely focused on eating, not looking up at all.

She was afraid of accidentally meeting Ji Ying’s gaze.

Xu Sangning finished every last drop of her wonton soup, while Ji Ying only ate half—she’d already had dinner and couldn’t finish it all.

“It really is delicious, no wonder you like it.”

“Our school cafeteria has a lot of tasty stuff,” Xu Sangning paused. “If you come early next time, I’ll take you to try other things.”

“Saturday?”

“Saturday means coming to school again—no thanks,” Xu Sangning refused. “Let’s leave it to fate.”

Ji Ying chuckled. “So it was just a polite offer, huh?”

“You could’ve pretended not to notice, and besides, I said if you come early next time,” Xu Sangning emphasized.

“Oh, seems like you want me to pick you up earlier next time.” Ji Ying nodded. “Then I’ll come find you after your last class tomorrow afternoon. Hmm, to make it easier, I’ll just work from home tomorrow.”

Xu Sangning glanced at Ji Ying: “Sister Ji Ying, stop teasing me all the time.”