Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 10

In that “dream,” even the female lead, Ji Xiaoxue, suffered. Not to mention the other supporting characters.

Bian Yingning couldn’t see herself, and neither could anyone else, but she could see Shang Qinghui.

Not only her, but also Ji Xiaoxue, Nangong Jin, Ouyang Fei, Hua Cancan, and others.

She could see everyone in this old-fashioned domineering CEO novel.

Like a ghost, Bian Yingning drifted through this world, watching the entire story unfold.

In the original story, although Ji Xiaoxue ended up with Nangong Jin, she went through many hardships.

From the male lead’s forceful pursuit, to the female lead signing a contract and giving herself to him to save her brother, to their falling in love—

It wasn’t sweet for long, then it was filled with abuse. Finally, Ji Xiaoxue ran away, returning years later with a three-year-old child who spoke eight languages…

No one could be said to have lived happily ever after.

The devastated Shang Qinghui, the disgraced and destitute actress, the fallen pole dancer…

Bian Yingning sat beside Shang Qinghui, who no longer looked proud.

She thought this wasn’t a useless game after all.

…

Opening her eyes, Bian Yingning found herself face-to-face with a magnified, chubby face.

Bian Yingning blinked, the fog in her vision clearing, but Shang Qinghui’s appearance remained.

Her lips were rosy, her expression angry. The skinny, lifeless person she had seen before was never really her.

Her almond-shaped eyes reflected Bian Yingning’s pale face, her head wrapped in bandages.

Remembering Shang Qinghui’s tragic future from her dream, Bian Yingning reached out and gently stroked her face.

In a hoarse but relieved voice, she whispered, “You’re still… beautiful. You look amazing.”

Shang Qinghui was stunned.

The place where Bian Yingning touched her felt like a burning fire.

The next second, she took three steps back, covering her face with her hands, rubbing vigorously.

Her dark eyes stared incredulously at Bian Yingning, who was also a little dazed in her hospital bed, her hand still raised.

“What are you doing?!” Shang Qinghui shouted angrily, then stormed out.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Bian Yingning, who didn’t know what she had done: “?”

I just thought she looked better as the Shang family princess, not ruined. I just made a comment. Why is she reacting so strongly?

Besides, I worked so hard to rescue her.

So hard that I ended up in bed, unable to move, while she’s energetic and full of life.

She’s not grateful! She slammed the door on me!

Ungrateful!

I should have pinched her chubby face earlier.

After Shang Qinghui left, Bian’s father and mother rushed in.

“Ningning? How are you feeling, my dear?” Bian’s father asked lovingly.

“Are you uncomfortable anywhere? You’re so bold!” Bian’s mother worriedly looked at her.

Shang Qinghui’s mother, Ouyang Fei, and Shang’s father also came in.

“Ningning is awake! Oh, Ningning, you’re so brave!” Ouyang Fei’s eyes were teary, even more excited than Bian’s mother.

Bian Yingning: “…” Could I not be brave? If I wasn’t, I’d be struck by five lightnings.

“Bian Yingning!” Hua Cancan, with her 36D, also rushed in, making the already spacious ward feel cramped.

…

After the parents went out to discuss some business deal, Hua Cancan stood by Bian Yingning’s bed, arms crossed, observing her.

Bian Yingning: “…Why are you looking at me like that?”

Hua Cancan seemed to be seeing through her soul: “You and that Shang family woman are sworn enemies, yet you chased after the kidnappers to save her? And I remember you went to the restroom; how did you end up with them?”

Bian Yingning looked at her leg, which was suspended as if broken, though only twisted: “Don’t talk about it; it was all an accident.”

Seeing that Bian Yingning didn’t willingly save Shang Qinghui, Hua Cancan’s expression softened.

“Listen, you can’t be friends with her! She stole my latest VL bag, then gave it away without using it, just to annoy me!”

Hua Cancan became increasingly angry, her chest heaving.

Bian Yingning hesitated, then said angrily: “She must know you and I are close; annoying you is annoying me. She was making an example…”

The rest of her words disappeared under Hua Cancan’s murderous gaze: “That… that… I…”

Bian Yingning was about to explain her inappropriate analogy when Hua Cancan smiled lovingly.

It was truly a loving smile.

“Shh,” Hua Cancan leaned down, her pink-nailed fingertip against Bian Yingning’s dry lips. She whispered softly, “You don’t need to explain. I understand. It’s normal for your brain to be a little slow after a head injury. Don’t blame yourself.”

Bian Yingning wasn’t blaming herself; her gaze fell on the exposed cleavage Hua Cancan revealed while leaning over.

She’s twenty years old; does she have a chance to grow like that?

When Shang Qinghui was sent back by her mother to visit Bian Yingning, she saw their position.

From her angle, they seemed to be… kissing.

She must have seen wrong; Shang Qinghui found her guess funny.

Hearing the sound, Hua Cancan stood up and stepped back. Seeing Shang Qinghui, her expression changed, and she impatiently raised her chin and snorted, “Honey, I’m going. The air suddenly feels bad.”

She pretended to fan the air, squeezing past Shang Qinghui and leaving.

Bian Yingning found Hua Cancan’s behavior funny, though she almost died from her “honey” earlier.

Shang Qinghui, for once, didn’t argue with Hua Cancan. Her gaze was complex as she stared at Bian Yingning, who was looking at Hua Cancan’s back with affection. She stood by the door without approaching.

“You…” she said hoarsely, “Why… why did you come to save me?”

Bian Yingning raised her bed head a little, looking at her from afar. Her voice was no longer hoarse, a hint of a smile on her lips, but her tone was firm: “You’re such a delicate little princess; I won’t allow a single hair on your head to be harmed!”

Shang Qinghui froze, frowning in confusion: “But last month, when you fought with me and pulled out half my hair, you didn’t say that.”

What she had said then was—

I won’t pull out all your hair.

How could someone change so much in such a short time?

Is this even possible?

Bian Yingning’s smile froze.

The air froze.

A question from the depths of her soul:

Is this task even doable?

…

Bian Yingning, with her injured foot resting on her other knee, lay half-reclined on the bed, munching on an apple.

“Was it you? I feel like I took a trip to the original world,” Bian Yingning asked the system.

[Yes, dear, this is a special reward for your outstanding task completion.]

“Hey, do you have something… that uses points plus your body’s shaping value, like intelligence, figure, appearance, etc.?”

Bian Yingning had been a veteran of online novels; she had seen it all.

System: [Sorry, host, we haven’t opened this service yet.]

“Then do you have pills that can enhance breast size?”

[Host, please note, the system is about to upgrade. We apologize for any inconvenience!]

Then the system went silent.

Bian Yingning: “…”

After reading the original story, Bian Yingning was determined to change the fates of the pitiful female supporting characters!

To this end, she devised a meticulous plan.

To complete the task, she must do the following three things:

1. Stifle affection. Don’t let any romantic sparks ignite. If necessary, use herself to do so.
2. Prevent closeness. Don’t let the male lead get close to the female supporting characters. If necessary, use herself to do so.
3. Brainwash their thoughts. Address the root of the problem. She must make the female supporting characters understand that the male lead is not the only one, nor the best!

…

Bian Yingning returned to school ten days later. After Shang Qinghui ruthlessly exposed her lies, Shang Qinghui hadn’t visited the hospital again; only her aunt came to deliver meals every day.

Braised pork knuckle, fragrant braised pork knuckle, roasted pork knuckle, pork knuckle soup—every day.

Bian Yingning was afraid a pig would come looking for her at night.

She suspected Shang Qinghui had arranged this.

Bian Yingning gained eight pounds during her hospital stay.

People don’t gain that much weight during pregnancy.

The preliminary round of the campus talent show was about to begin.

But Bian Yingning hadn’t decided on her talent yet.

More urgent than the talent show was the new task from the system.

[Host, please note, the male lead will arrange a class gathering for the female supporting character. At the gathering, the female supporting character will witness the male lead pinning the female lead against the wall and forcibly kissing her, causing her to resent the female lead. Please prevent this!

Task value: 30, Task failure: struck by five lightnings]

“What! The male lead is going to forcibly kiss the female lead!” Bian Yingning was shocked.

System: “…Is that the key point”

Bian Yingning pondered: “Maybe I’ve become immune to ‘struck by five lightnings’ after seeing it so many times.”

Now the system was pondering.

Bian Yingning had a night class; she was listening to the teacher’s passionate lecture on the profound subject of nutrition.

She calmly took out her phone and texted the female lead: “Xiaoxue, I heard you’re having a class gathering?”

Ji Xiaoxue replied slowly: “Yes, Senior, how did you know?”

“I heard. I’m curious. When is the gathering?” Bian Yingning planned to target the female lead this time. If she prevented Ji Xiaoxue from attending, she wouldn’t be forcibly kissed by the male lead.

Therefore, Shang Qinghui wouldn’t witness their kiss and turn evil.

It was brilliant.

Bian Yingning’s joy didn’t last long. Ji Xiaoxue replied: “Tonight. We’re already at the hotel; there’s a lot of food.”

Ji Xiaoxue also sent her a picture.

A picture of the dishes on their large round table.