Transmigrating into the Rival's Fanfiction - Chapter 42

Sheng Mingluo, having accepted the bank card, was already scheming in her mind. She had pre-ordered several new bags and clothing items that had just been released, and now she could finally buy them.

She could also send some money back to her parents.

“In that case, Teacher Qin, you should sleep on the inside tonight.”

“The bed is small… I’ll be the one to fall off first anyway.”

Adopting the air of a gracious host, Sheng Mingluo practically wanted to kiss the bank card. In the real world, such good fortune would be unheard of. Sometimes, she had to admit, the author’s Mary Sue brain was quite impressive.

“Are you saying I have bad sleeping habits?”

Qin Zhi clearly misunderstood Sheng Mingluo’s meaning. Sheng Mingluo, sprawled on the sofa, tapped Qin Zhi’s shoulder and shook her damp hair, letting the wet ends fall onto Qin Zhi’s shoulder along with her fingertips.

“Of course not! If you want to shower, Teacher Qin, you should hurry. The water’s getting cold.”

“Or are you not planning to stay the night?”

“No…”

Qin Zhi avoided Sheng Mingluo’s gaze and stood up.

“Could you find me some clothes? I won’t have anything to change into later.”

It was true. Big Shot Qin was accustomed to being waited on. Remembering how much money she had just taken from him, Sheng Mingluo walked toward the closet. She should have a few spare sets of pajamas.

The only question was whether Qin Zhi could fit into them.

She found an unused set of clothes in the closet, along with new underwear and socks that Sheng Mingluo had never worn.

“I’m sorry, Teacher Qin,” she said. “I don’t know if my clothes will fit you. They might be a bit tight.”

Qin Zhi took the clothes and headed to the bathroom. Their heights weren’t that different, so the clothes would probably just be a little snug.

“It’s fine. It was my fault for barging in like this.”

After Qin Zhi entered the bathroom, Sheng Mingluo straightened the bed. She hadn’t stayed here in a while; her company was in S City, so she had bought an apartment there.

After a while, Qin Zhi emerged from the bathroom. The clothes were indeed a bit small, and she had left the top button of her shirt undone.

“Do you want to…?” Sheng Mingluo asked, her gaze fixed on Qin Zhi’s lips. Earlier that day, while slacking off at the charity gala, she had come across a “beauty comparison” post online, fueled by recent news of their collaboration.

As a result, many marketing accounts compared Sheng Mingluo and Qin Zhi’s identities and capabilities, with Sheng Mingluo invariably coming out on the losing end.

What’s even the point of comparing? Our Best Actress would absolutely crush this dead-eyed vase!

Exactly! How does Sheng Mingluo even have fans? Her face is so botched—why doesn’t she get it fixed already?!

As a fan of the original novel, I agree. I don’t know what the production team was thinking casting Sheng Mingluo as Heroine Jiang. The role should definitely have gone to Qin Yinghou!

The more Sheng Mingluo read, the angrier she became.

You’re the one who’s had plastic surgery! Your whole family has had plastic surgery!

It was pure jealousy of her natural beauty. The more Sheng Mingluo thought about it, the more furious she grew. But then she remembered how she had been sleeping with their idol, and a smug satisfaction washed over her.

Ah, I get to kiss her, but you never will.

“What?”

Qin Zhi, holding a hairdryer, turned to reveal her slender, swan-like neck. The soft hum of the dryer filled the air, and the warmth seemed to gradually intensify the atmosphere between them.

“Kiss…”

Sheng Mingluo leaned forward, pressing her hand against Qin Zhi’s shoulder. Her cheek brushed against Qin Zhi’s long, black hair as she placed a kiss at the corner of her eye. Qin Zhi blinked, then set down the hairdryer. Her hair, still half-wet, hung in damp strands down her back.

The feeling was like tasting marrow and craving more. Sheng Mingluo figured she already liked Qin Zhi a little, so she might as well use this as inspiration for romance dramas after returning to the real world.

Qin Zhi leaned in and bit her lip. Sheng Mingluo’s legs went weak from the kiss, and she sank onto the sofa. Qin Zhi brushed a strand of hair from her temple.

“Are you trying to please me?”

Perhaps because Sheng Mingluo had just given her money, Qin Zhi felt both pleased and uneasy. Was her embrace just for the money?

Her thoughts swirled in confusion.

Sheng Mingluo sensed her distraction. She wrapped her arms around Qin Zhi’s back, her fingers pressing against her spine, the fabric clinging to her skin as if trying to melt into her bones.

“How could I be? Teacher Qin, we’re going back to the real world together. This place is just a dream, an illusion.”

“We have to escape this place together.”

Her words were sincere and true.

“So please, let’s keep going.”

Sheng Mingluo’s guilt grew stronger with each passing moment. If she hadn’t opened that fanfic link, Qin Zhi wouldn’t have been dragged into this mess.

Her words sounded like both an apology and an invitation.

Qin Zhi looked into her eyes, her heart skipping a beat. Her slightly moist lips made Qin Zhi feel parched and feverish all over.

“Yes… we’ll go out together, escape together.”

Will you still recognize me then?

She suddenly felt that even if their fates were intertwined, it wouldn’t be so bad. In this moment, she didn’t want to return to the real world.

She seemed to be starting to like her.

Their noses brushed, and Qin Zhi leaned in for another kiss. The lilies in the living room, freshly arranged the day before yesterday, were pure white with a hint of green.

A few days ago, when she had seen the doctor, she had told him about these changes. Her primary physician had initially worried that this first intimate relationship might trigger a relapse of Qin Zhi’s condition. However, after increasing her medication dosage for the first few days, all her vital signs stabilized.

Moreover, Qin Zhi no longer deliberately wore a cold expression. Her cheeks had regained some color, and she seemed genuinely happy, even a little giddy.

Therefore, the doctor concluded that she could cautiously explore this new relationship, with the understanding that he would intervene immediately if any adverse reactions or sudden changes occurred.

Qin Zhi had initially wanted to deny developing feelings for Sheng Mingluo, but she found herself unable to refute it. Her attending physician had known Sheng Mingluo since middle school. After uttering only a few words, Qin Zhi realized her explanation sounded like a clumsy attempt to conceal the truth, even to her own ears.

If the doctor says so…

There’s nothing wrong with it.

Since the little money cat loves money, I’ll just give it to her. It was simply a matter of mutual benefit. Qin Zhi viewed her emotions as a disease, so she believed her affection for Sheng Mingluo was merely another form of illness.

“Mmm… Qin Zhi, be gentle.”

Sheng Mingluo cupped Qin Zhi’s face, confirming she looked exactly as she had in the beauty forum post. Her innate aura couldn’t be faked—born into a prestigious family, proud and spoiled, with an air of aloof superiority.

Yet this woman now lowered her guard, nuzzling her nose against Qin Zhi’s neck.

The sensation was incomparably exhilarating.

Suddenly, Sheng Mingluo understood why fanfic authors devoted so much detail to such scenes. Vivid and sensual, who wouldn’t love it?

After all, this story was fundamentally a love story, wasn’t it?