Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 18

A promising female translator meets the male lead after he saves her from a terrorist attack abroad, gradually becoming devoted to him.

The male lead, Nangong Jin, is irresistibly charming. It’s natural that Duanmu Zhengjie falls for him.

The male lead, knowing her identity, befriends her to leverage her status and influence.

Their close relationship leads to misunderstandings with the female lead, resulting in jealousy and the male lead using physical intimacy to appease her.

The crucial point is that the Duanmu family’s youngest son falls for the female lead, Ji Xiaoxue, and the second daughter falls for the male lead, ultimately destroying their family.

Bian Yingning is speechless.

Destroying their careers and families for a fleeting romance—is it worth it? Can’t they focus on their careers? Sensible people don’t pursue such unrealistic things.

Bian Yingning, having just changed her shoes at the entrance, looked up and saw her mother and father standing behind her, arms crossed, watching her silently—for an unknown amount of time.

Even Zhuo Yi stood silently to the side.

Bian Yingning, almost scared to death by their sudden appearance: “…Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

It was almost 3:00 AM.

Bian Mu had a neutral expression, but when Bian Yingning looked up, she couldn’t contain herself.

She rushed over, pinched Bian Yingning’s chin, and stared at her mouth: “Who were you with? Did you get a boyfriend? What does he look like? What’s his family background? What does he do? It was so intense that you bit your lip?”

Bian Yingning carefully pulled away, freeing her chin.

She touched her lip; it was swollen, and she felt a scab from the dried blood.

“What are you thinking? I accidentally bit myself,” Bian Yingning calmly explained.

“Can’t you come up with a better excuse?” Bian Fu said authoritatively.

Bian Yingning, feeling innocent, panicked: “No, I really bit myself!”

“I heard you went to a bar with three men?” Bian Mu said, expecting a confession.

Bian Yingning was shocked: “I only took two bodyguards! Where did you get three men?!”

Maybe the number increased by one after she talked to Nangong Jin?

“That’s right. You took two bodyguards to confront a man, and the bodyguards beat a customer. The bar manager called your father’s assistant in the middle of the night!”

The assistant didn’t dare to act independently and reported it to Bian Fu, leading to this situation.

Bian Yingning was dumbfounded: “I didn’t! I… I went to find Shang Qinghui!” She was innocent.

“Don’t lie. When they said the man was from the Nangong family, I didn’t believe it. You’re trying to steal a boyfriend from the Shang family! No wonder you’ve been so nice to Qinghui lately. You two used to fight all the time. You’re interested in her boyfriend.”

Bian Mu quickly summarized the situation: “The Nangong family is in chaos; don’t get involved. Before Ouyang Fei and the others find out, give up on him and get along with Qinghui.”

Bian Yingning: …Why is everything I do wrong?

“I think she’s not interested in Nangong Jin; she’s trying to steal him because he’s close to Qinghui,” Bian Fu added fuel to the fire.

A troublemaker? Is that how a father should describe his daughter?

“It’s a shame. You and Qinghui are incompatible; what’s the point of fighting all these years?”

“I’ll set up a meeting for you two. Apologize to her and stop thinking about the Nangong family. It’s bad luck.”

They went back to their room, leaving Bian Yingning feeling flustered.

She saved someone and now has to apologize to Shang Qinghui?

Shouldn’t she be the one saying it’s bad luck!

“Miss, would you like to take a shower? You smell strongly of smoke and alcohol,” Zhuo Yi said professionally.

Bian Yingning looked at her. Although Zhuo Yi was expressionless, Bian Yingning sensed her subtle disdain.

Bian Yingning grinned, her bright teeth gleaming under the chandelier: “No, I’m sleeping in your room tonight, hehehe.”

Let’s destroy ourselves together.

Zhuo Yi: “…”

…

Shang Qinghui slept until afternoon. It was a weekend, so she had no classes. She sat up, rubbing her head; she felt like she had forgotten something important.

Maybe she had vivid dreams she couldn’t remember?

A maid knocked on her door; Shang Qinghui told her to come in.

“Miss, your friends are here.”

Shang Qinghui went downstairs; three girls were sitting on the sofa—friends she often hung out with, who had been drinking with her last night.

“Qingqing, are you okay?” Zhu, one of them, asked.

Shang Qinghui sat down; a maid brought her honey water.

She took a sip, then put down the cup: “What could be wrong?”

Wang, another friend, said anxiously: “You don’t know. Last night, Bian Yingning took you away with two burly bodyguards; even Young Master Nangong couldn’t stop her.”

Shang Qinghui froze; memories of the bar flooded back.

“Hiss—” Shang Qinghui held her forehead; Xiao Wang’s words triggered more memories.

Drinking, Nangong Jin appearing, an almost-kiss, Bian Yingning appearing, stopping Nangong Jin, taking her away… and then… humiliating her!

“Damn!” Shang Qinghui remembered being tricked into calling Bian Yingning… She slapped the armrest angrily.

Her friends were startled.

“You,” Shang Qinghui was furious: “Tell me everything that happened last night.”

She was afraid she had forgotten details, making it harder to settle the score with Bian Yingning.

She needed to account for every detail, making Bian Yingning understand that you don’t mess with her.

Her friends exchanged glances and recounted last night’s events.

They mentioned Ji Xiaoxue.

Shang Qinghui subtly moved her fingers: “You said Ji Xiaoxue was working part-time at that bar and was taken away by Bian Yingning?”

Xiao Zhu nodded: “Yes. Later, I went to the restroom and saw Ji Xiaoxue go back, probably to get something. She was with one of Bian Yingning’s bodyguards.”

Remembering what happened yesterday afternoon, Shang Qinghui didn’t understand why Ji Xiaoxue was still with Bian Yingning.

“Why was she working there?”

Ji Xiaoxue was a studious girl; she wouldn’t go to a bar unless necessary.

“Her roommate said she returned to the dorm crying yesterday,” Liu, a quieter friend, said.

“Her roommate asked what happened; she said her family had problems and needed money. One roommate suggested working at a bar, saying a senior made thousands a night.”

Then Ji Xiaoxue went to work.

“Heh.” Shang Qinghui chuckled.

Before they could continue, the door opened, and a handsome man entered, carrying a luxurious box.

Shang Qinghui’s friends blushed, speaking softly: “Hello, brother Qingfeng~”

Shang Qingfeng, handsome and refined, smiled at them, then gave the box to his sister: “There’s a banquet at the Duanmu family’s tonight; Mom and Dad want us to go.”

Shang Qinghui frowned: “Why are they making us go?”

But she opened the box, revealing a beautiful dress, her eyes showing delight.

Her friends also looked at it, exclaiming in admiration.

“Most people will be there tonight. Don’t be stubborn; I’ll pick you up later,” Shang Qingfeng said calmly, his voice soothing.

Shang Qinghui, now appeased, nodded obediently.

…

Hua Cancan wore a deep-V white tweed long dress. Although the wide skirt hid her legs, the cinched waist and plunging neckline still revealed her figure. The outfit, though seemingly innocent, exuded her unique charm.

Bian Yingning wore a black halter neck dress with a thigh-high slit that revealed her long, slender legs when she moved. The dress had a small V-neck with ruffles, preventing her from being overshadowed by Hua Cancan. A bow tied at the back exposed her smooth skin and graceful shoulder blades.

Bian Yingning didn’t know what Hua Cancan was wearing. Hearing from Zhuo Yi that she had arrived, Bian Yingning came downstairs, intending to ask if her outfit was too revealing, when she saw Hua Cancan standing up.

Bian Yingning: “…”

Even her revealing outfit couldn’t compare to Hua Cancan’s understated sexiness.

Why wasn’t she playing by the rules?!

Seeing Bian Yingning, Hua Cancan rushed over, pinching her face, forcing her to look up. Her face, already quite slim, was squeezed and puffed up.

Bian Yingning was stunned. Was this the new way of speaking?

Cool fingertips brushed against Bian Yingning’s red lips, sending a shiver down her spine.

“What are you doing?!” Bian Yingning mumbled.

Hua Cancan examined her: “That lip scar… I don’t remember it being there yesterday.”

After being scolded by her parents last night, Bian Yingning had learned her lesson: “I bit myself while eating.”

Hua Cancan raised her eyebrow, her tone slow: “Bit yourself? I didn’t say someone else bit you. Why are you explaining so quickly?”

This is a classic case of “the guilty doth protest too much.”

Bian Yingning: “…” A tactical error.

“Hmm?” Seeing Bian Yingning’s silence, Hua Cancan continued: “I heard someone saw you at Night Scene last night.”

Night Scene was the name of the bar.

Bian Yingning avoided eye contact: “What does going to a bar have to do with my lip? I bit myself before going to the bar!”

Why did she have to use lies to cover up something she didn’t do?

Hua Cancan released her, her eyes sharp: “Oh, I thought you were sneaking around with someone.”

Bian Yingning felt guilty.

Remembering Hua Cancan’s invitations to the bar and her refusals, she felt intimidated but insisted: “Nonsense! I’m innocent!”

…

The Duanmu family hadn’t held a celebration in years, so this engagement banquet was grand.

With the family marrying into a prominent fast-moving consumer goods company, almost everyone in H City was there, along with celebrity singers and media.

Bian Yingning was shocked by the scale of the event at the hotel entrance.

A 300-meter red carpet, luxurious cars, flashing cameras—she felt the opulence before even getting out of the car. Everyone was dressed impeccably.

It truly lived up to the “domineering CEO novel” trope.

Servants in tailcoats opened the car doors. Bian Yingning, holding her dress, gracefully stepped out.

They walked upstairs, ignoring the media calling out to them.

At the hotel entrance, the system prompted: “Host, please note. The woman in the white suit on the left is Duanmu Zhengjie.”

Bian Yingning discreetly looked over. A woman, not much older than her, stood there greeting guests.

She wore a white suit dress, a chiffon shirt revealing a fir tree pendant.

She had delicate features and wore a muted pink lipstick. Her neat, shoulder-length hair was neither flashy nor plain, appearing elegant.

Compared to the other elaborately dressed women, she was understated yet present.

Even without appearing on the news, she maintained her image.

Perhaps sensing Bian Yingning’s gaze, she smiled and nodded.

Bian Yingning returned a big smile.

Duanmu Zhengjie was surprised and looked at Bian Yingning inquisitively, but Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan had already entered.

“Who is that?” she asked Duanmu Zhengran’s assistant.

“You might not know, but the woman in the black dress is Bian Yingning, the Bian family’s daughter. The one with her is Hua Cancan, the daughter of the current head of the Hua family,” the assistant replied respectfully.

Duanmu Zhengjie pondered.

Her intuition was sharp; Bian Yingning’s presence made her feel like she was being watched.

…

This banquet was for networking and showing off. Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan were there for different reasons—a mission and socializing—and weren’t interested in networking.

The atmosphere was lively.

Bian Yingning held a glass of champagne, swirling it.

Hua Cancan was dealing with people approaching her.

Are there any tasks related to Duanmu Zhengjie tonight? Bian Yingning asked the system.

Who wouldn’t want to meet the intelligent, elegant translator?

“The main task is to prevent the male lead, Nangong Jin, and Hua Jiangrong from being photographed together, preventing future scandals. The male lead will also discover Duanmu Zhengjie’s identity and approach her.”

Given that the task concerning Duanmu Zhengjie, while a turning point, is unavoidable, this system will not issue a task.

Before Bian Yingning could confirm the task details with the system, Hua Cancan, like a mouse seeing a cat, hid behind Bian Yingning, tugging at her neckline as if trying to sew it shut.

However, since it was a deep V-neck, and there was quite a substantial amount of cleavage, it wasn’t something that could be easily closed.

As soon as Hua Cancan let go, her neckline opened again, and her ample bosom bounced, leaving Bian Yingning speechless.

“You might need to add some fabric,” Bian Yingning suggested seriously, stroking her chin.

“Don’t give me that crap!” Hua Cancan was frantic, her eyes falling on Bian Yingning’s dress, causing Bian Yingning to quickly cross her arms.

“What do you want?”

“Let’s switch dresses,” Hua Cancan said, trying to drag Bian Yingning to the restroom.

“Are you kidding me?!” Bian Yingning was puzzled: “What’s wrong with your dress?”

“There’s a problem…”

“There’s a problem, and you want to switch with me? You want to harm me?!”

The original owner had terrible judgment!

Hua Cancan didn’t bother explaining; she just wanted to escape quickly.

As they struggled, the music started; the engaged couple were about to have their first dance.

Everyone moved aside to clear the dance floor. Simultaneously, the system issued an alert in Bian Yingning’s mind:

[Host, please note! Host, please note! Top celebrity Hua Jiangrong will step on her dress and fall into the male lead’s arms, causing a scandal, making the female lead jealous and leading to an ambiguous relationship with a junior, resulting in the female lead being banned by the male lead. Please prevent this immediately!]

Bian Yingning looked and saw the woman marked by the system.

Her dark blue dress trailed slightly on the floor, easily tripped over.

Behind her was the male lead in a flashy purple suit.

Bian Yingning didn’t know where she found the strength, but she broke free from Hua Cancan and rushed towards Hua Jiangrong.

[The system detects the host’s needs and suggests purchasing “Superb Lightness Pill” from the store.

Effective time: three seconds, exchange points: 10]

“Exchange, use.”

In that instant, the bustling hall seemed to freeze; only Bian Yingning’s black dress fluttered as she moved through the crowd.

Hua Jiangrong was about to step aside when she tripped on her dress and stumbled.

Nangong Jin, seeing this, reached out to help her.

At that moment, a long, slender leg appeared, and a spinning kick landed on Nangong Jin’s chest.

Completely unprepared, Nangong Jin was knocked back, almost falling.

After kicking the male lead away, Bian Yingning grabbed Hua Jiangrong, preventing her fall, and they spun three and a half times in a seemingly intimate embrace.

She thought her actions were cool and might even make Hua Jiangrong fall for her.

The music was perfect; the dark blue and black dresses intertwined, like blooming flowers or overlapping mountains.

Cameras flashed.

Everything else faded; Hua Jiangrong looked into Bian Yingning’s smiling eyes, almost thinking she was in a heroic rescue scene.

Hua Jiangrong’s beauty was classic; she was both gentle and proud, cold yet charming. Her name was synonymous with “elegance.”

When they stopped, with Hua Jiangrong leaning back and Bian Yingning supporting her, Hua Jiangrong stiffened: “…Who are you?”

Her intense gaze seemed familiar.

Noticing the scar on her lip, she seemed like a H City heartbreaker.

Bian Yingning, mimicking a CEO’s smile, confidently curled one lip: “You might not believe me, but I’m your ten-year fan! I’ve always admired you!”

Hua Jiangrong was confused: “But I’ve only debuted for six years…”

Bian Yingning: “?”

The system promptly said: “…Indeed, only six years.”

Bian Yingning: Couldn’t you have said that earlier? How was she supposed to end this? This wasn’t how she imagined it!

This is ridiculous.

System “…”

In the awkward silence, Bian Yingning had an idea: “You’re Cancan’s aunt. I’ve known you for a long time through Cancan; you probably don’t remember.”

Hua Jiangrong, busy with work, had heard that Hua Cancan had a close friend but hadn’t met her.

“You’re… Miss Bian?”

Bian Yingning smiled gently, helping Hua Jiangrong stand, then curtsied: “It’s me. Nice to meet you, Aunt.”

Hua Cancan, who had quickly distanced herself, watched this scene, cringing and covering her face.

Maybe she shouldn’t have mentioned they knew each other.

The commotion stopped everyone; they whispered:

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. Why did Nangong Jin fall?”

“Hua Jiangrong almost fell, but why did that woman kick Nangong Jin?”

“Was it a case of a beautiful woman saving another beautiful woman from Nangong Jin’s advances?”

What kind of occasion is this? This is so excessive.

Nangong Jin, helped up by others, brushed the dust off his chest. Bian Yingning’s heels were about three or five centimeters, not very high, but the sudden kick still felt like a heavy blow.

He wondered what the onlookers would think of him. His chest ached, he was furious, and his expression was about to crack.

Hua Jiangrong’s dark blue dress was square-necked, though it didn’t reveal much, she instinctively covered her chest.

Knowing there were media present, she wore a dress provided by a sponsor, but it was a bit long, and she almost had a wardrobe malfunction…

Or maybe not almost.

Seeing everyone’s curious gazes, she smiled politely and apologized: “Excuse me.”

However, her smile didn’t reach her eyes. Then she walked towards Hua Cancan in the corner.

Duanmu Zhengjie approached and gestured for the host to continue the event, then walked towards Bian Yingning.

Seeing Duanmu Zhengjie’s distant smile, Bian Yingning panicked.

Wait, let me explain! She didn’t intentionally disrupt the banquet; she was just trying to save Hua Jiangrong.

When Duanmu Zhengjie reached her, Bian Yingning braced herself to apologize, but Duanmu Zhengjie… walked past her.

Walked past her?!

Bian Yingning’s face froze; her expression hadn’t changed when she turned around and saw, as she suspected, Duanmu Zhengjie greeting Nangong Jin.

The male lead’s cold face showed a hint of surprise.

Bian Yingning gritted her teeth.

Their conversation was quiet, but Bian Yingning had already imagined it.

“Ah, you’re from the Duanmu family?”

“Indeed.”

“Wow, it’s an honor to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

Damn it, the angrier she got, thinking about the Duanmu family’s future, the more she couldn’t suppress her sense of justice. She walked over and interrupted their conversation.

Bian Yingning put on her sweetest smile and used her softest voice: “Sister Duanmu~”

…She almost gagged at her own words.

Duanmu Zhengjie: “…”

Nangong Jin: “…”

Meeting their surprised gazes, Bian Yingning remained calm: “Sister Duanmu, could you take me to the restroom? I really need to pee.”

Duanmu Zhengjie strategically cleared her throat: “The restroom is over there; you can ask a waiter…”

“Ah, but I’m scared!” Bian Yingning said, shaking her shoulders and stamping her feet.

Nangong Jin: “?”

Is Bian Yingning on drugs? Can’t she act her age?

Duanmu Zhengjie, experienced and unflappable, was stunned. No one told her that the Bian family’s daughter was a giant baby.

“I’ll take you,” Duanmu Zhengjie said.

Thinking about her actions with Hua Jiangrong, if she refused, Bian Yingning might cause another scene, ruining her brother’s engagement party.

“Yay, you’re so kind, no wonder you’re so pretty!” Bian Yingning smiled sweetly and innocently, acting convincingly.

Watching Bian Yingning chatter away with Duanmu Zhengjie, Nangong Jin’s face twisted.

Why does Bian Yingning always interfere with my affairs!

With Ji Xiaoxue, she interfered and took her away.

With Shang Qinghui, she interfered and took her away.

Now that Duanmu Zhengjie was talking to him, he hadn’t even processed that the translator he saved was from the Duanmu family, and she took her away again.

Does she not want him to talk to women?

Could it be… that she likes him?

She competes with Shang Qinghui over everything; now she’s competing for him?

But… remembering her pulling his hair, kicking him, and always being unpleasant towards him, could this be true?

But… women who don’t date might use these tactics to get his attention?

Thinking this, Nangong Jin’s expression turned to one of “women are all the same,” his anger subsided, and even his chest pain lessened.

Suddenly, Shang Qinghui’s voice came from behind: “Nangong Jin.”

…

Hua Cancan, cringing for Bian Yingning and wondering why she ran off so quickly, didn’t notice someone approaching. When she lowered her hand, she saw Hua Jiangrong, elegant and composed in a long dress, standing before her.

Seeing her, she turned and fled, but it was too late.

Hua Jiangrong’s voice, like a death knell, rang out.

“Stop.”

Hua Cancan froze.

Hua Jiangrong stood behind her, coldly saying, “Turn around.”

Hua Cancan, obediently turned around, her head down, her hands clasped, nervously greeting: “Aunt.”

“You didn’t even greet me?”

“No, you misunderstood. I… I needed to go to the restroom urgently,” Hua Cancan’s head was almost buried in her chest; she tried to cover her neckline, but it was impossible.

Hua Jiangrong saw her dress and frowned: “What are you wearing?”

Hua Cancan remained silent.

“Stand up straight, let me see,” Hua Jiangrong said expressionlessly.

Hua Cancan was afraid of her serious demeanor and didn’t dare to move.

“You wore it to be seen, right? I can see it too,” Hua Jiangrong chuckled coldly.

Sensing her impatience, Hua Cancan inwardly cursed the old woman, slowly and stiffly raising her head and puffing out her chest.

If Bian Yingning were here, she would be amazed.

Hua Cancan, usually as fierce as a little tiger, was surprisingly docile.

Seeing her dress, which might look normal on others but needed blurring on Hua Cancan, Hua Jiangrong chuckled.

“Cold?” she asked softly.

Hua Cancan shook her head vigorously, her curly hair swaying.

“Hot?”

Hua Cancan thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Hot, so she wore less fabric. Is there a problem with that logic?

“Why not just take it all off?”

“…” She wished she could.

But Hua Cancan only dared to think of this rebuttal in her heart.

Hua Jiangrong leaned closer, pinching the neckline of Hua Cancan’s dress with her fingernails, which were painted a hazy blue. The already prominent cleavage became even more pronounced.

Her movement accidentally pinched Hua Cancan’s skin, not painfully, but tightly.

Her heart tightened too.

She had adjusted her neckline earlier, but the feeling was different from Hua Jiangrong’s touch.

This kind of dress couldn’t be worn with a bra; she only had nipple covers on. With the movement, the fabric rubbed against her skin, making Hua Cancan hold her breath.

Everyone said her aunt was elegant and intellectual, the epitome of Eastern beauty, but only she knew how vicious her aunt, ten years her senior, could be.

The scent of Hua Jiangrong’s cool perfume wafted over, along with her warm breath near Hua Cancan’s ear. Her eyes were dark and menacing as she whispered a threat: “Next time you wear this kind of dress, I’ll crush your breasts.”

Hua Cancan clenched her fists, her red lips pressed tightly together, her body trembling slightly.

Seeing the desired effect, Hua Jiangrong stepped back, restoring her polite smile: “You said you have a good friend, the one just now?”

Hua Cancan nodded absentmindedly.

“Stay away from her. What kind of friends do you have? She’s a bad influence. She’s still injured around her mouth; who knows what she does in private. Stay away from her.”

Bian Yingning, who had overheard this with Duanmu Zhengjie, was confused.

Was there a misunderstanding?

I corrupted someone? It should be the other way around!

Is this the legendary parental bias? Their own children are never wrong; it’s always other children who are bad influences?

My lip injury is real! My own teeth hurt my own lip! Is there a problem? Does she have a problem?

Bian Yingning’s mind raced; her sweet smile cracked.

Duanmu Zhengjie’s gaze fell on Bian Yingning’s lip.

Hua Cancan looked up, meeting Bian Yingning’s gaze.

Of the four, only they understood each other’s feelings.

Hua Cancan: “…” I feel sorry for you, buddy.

Bian Yingning: “…” I’m not sad; I’m depressed.

Hua Jiangrong noticed Hua Cancan’s gaze and turned, meeting their eyes.

Duanmu Zhengjie broke the silence: “Ms. Hua.”

Hua Jiangrong smiled: “Ms. Duanmu.”

Bian Yingning, whose reputation was ruined, could only act cute: “Aunt!”

Hua Jiangrong: “…Miss Bian.”

Bian Yingning wanted to stay and watch Hua Cancan get scolded; she hadn’t seen such a scene before, but she had asked Duanmu Zhengjie to accompany her to the restroom and couldn’t leave her.

Walking towards the restroom, Bian Yingning suddenly asked: “Sister Duanmu… how do you think one should live their life?”

Duanmu Zhengjie was surprised by the question.

From Bian Yingning’s reckless kick to her later coquettishness, and hearing Hua Jiangrong tell Hua Cancan to stay away from Bian Yingning, she couldn’t figure out what kind of person she was.

“My opinion doesn’t matter; everyone has their own ideas,” Duanmu Zhengjie said evasively.

Bian Yingning didn’t mind: “Well… let me share my thoughts. I think one should rely on their own abilities to get what they want.

No one is reliable; only yourself. Be selfish and love yourself.”

Then she added: “What do you think, sister?”

Duanmu Zhengjie felt she was warning her.

“Why do you say that?”

Bian Yingning smiled lazily: “I just think that with your excellence, people will flatter you, and some might use past favors to ask for something in return.

I want to tell you that those who ask for favors don’t truly love you. They love your power, status, and money.”

Duanmu Zhengjie was more certain of her guess: “What do you know?”

Bian Yingning smoothed her dress; they had reached the restroom, where a cleaning lady was wiping the counter.

She looked in the mirror, touching her hair: “I don’t know anything. I’m just afraid that such an outstanding woman will be deceived by a bad man.”

Bian Yingning smiled in the mirror: “So, promise me, sister, stay single forever.”

Duanmu Zhengjie: “?”

Bian Yingning turned and left, leaving Duanmu Zhengjie dumbfounded.

…

[Prevent Hua Jiangrong from falling into the male lead’s arms. Task successful. Completion rate: 100%, points obtained: 200]

[“Superb Lightness Pill” used. Host points: -10]

[Host total points: 550, unsettled points: 50]

Watching the system’s settlement, Bian Yingning felt happy.

The tasks are getting easier and easier; accumulating 9999 points is within reach.

Going out into the hall, Hua Cancan and Hua Jiangrong were no longer in their original positions. Bian Yingning took another glass of champagne from a waiter’s tray.

She took a sip and looked at the people in the hall.

Each person was someone she could never have met or befriended in her past life, no matter how hard she tried.

Every time she saw these glamorous rich people, Bian Yingning was reminded that this wasn’t her world.

“Bian Yingning.” A soft, slightly mature voice called out.

Bian Yingning looked over. Shang Qinghui wore a cherry blossom pink princess dress adorned with delicate flowers and plants. Her hair was neatly styled up, with a small, exquisite pearl hairpin. She looked like a Barbie doll.

Bian Yingning almost forgot to swallow her champagne.

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