Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 8

According to netizens’ summary of the current state of domineering CEO novels, nine out of ten male leads are business tycoons, eight are not interested in women, seven need arranged marriages, six get into car accidents, and five have met the female lead in childhood.

They also suffer from insomnia, headaches, and cold bodies, only able to sleep well while holding the female lead.

Since Nangong Jin met Ji Xiaoxue, besides her innocent and naive personality, her eyes also gave him a sense of familiarity.

A feeling of déjà vu.

Making him remember her constantly.

In the dead of night, suffering from a splitting headache, he lit a cigar, lost in thought.

Finally, as if making a decision, he extinguished the cigar and picked up his phone.

With Ji Xiaoxue’s information, Nangong Jin sat in his luxurious office chair on the 88th floor, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking H City, and called Shang Qinghui.

Under the guise of concern, he asked her how she was getting along with her new classmates after starting school.

Whether she wanted to hold a class gathering; he would arrange the location and activities, and she just needed to bring her classmates.

Nangong’s current industry is leisure and entertainment, including entertainment cities, cinemas, and shopping malls.

Shang Qinghui answered the phone after a long while, her voice sounding like she was on the roadside.

She was very excited by Nangong Jin’s suggestion, finding him thoughtful for trying to help her win over her classmates.

But before they could finalize the details, Shang Qinghui’s voice suddenly cut out, followed by whimpering and distant shouting.

After a screeching sound, he heard something fall to the ground, and no matter how much he asked, no one answered.

Nangong Jin’s chiseled face was shrouded in a chilling coldness. He hung up the phone, stood up, and found the Shang family’s number.

…

“Boss, is this woman normal?” The third kidnapper, after tightly binding Bian Yingning, asked the driver in a rough voice.

The leader of the kidnappers glared at him in the rearview mirror: “If she were normal, would she be lying here? Believe me, you could slap her twice, and she wouldn’t react.”

Hearing this, the third kidnapper raised his hand, gesturing towards Bian Yingning’s delicate face.

But he didn’t dare to hit her.

“But she could run faster than the car just now!”

Although this wasn’t their first time doing this, their hearts were still pounding.

The chase had been thrilling and tense, leaving them unsettled.

The driver’s chest was still heaving.

Just as they were thinking, the car suddenly sputtered and died.

The three men trembled. The driver was the first to recover; he quickly restarted the car.

“Damn it, it must be this crappy car. It’s too old, can’t go fast, and she caught up.”

The driver slammed the steering wheel, cursing.

“Boss, next time we should get a better car. Even if we have to throw it away after one use, it’s better than getting caught because the car is too slow,” the second kidnapper, scared by the sudden stall, complained.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. No more cheap stuff next time,” the driver impatiently replied; he was also scared.

The car continued towards the outskirts of the city.

…

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The system’s voice in her mind woke Bian Yingning.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyelids.

Her neck and head ached, and her whole body was weak and sore.

Bian Yingning sighed deeply; this was not a job for humans.

Finally able to focus, she saw Shang Qinghui sitting on the ground, her knees almost touching Bian Yingning’s.

She leaned against the metal wall, looking at Bian Yingning with a complex expression, seemingly for a long time.

Meeting her gaze, Bian Yingning couldn’t help but make a constipated face. It was like looking at an alien.

Both of their mouths were taped shut, their hands tied behind their backs, and most absurdly, their legs were tied together!

Their legs were bent, with one leg between the other’s legs, making it impossible to straighten them.

Did these kidnappers not have money to buy rope? Why are they so stingy?

Unable to move or speak, she could only use the faint morning light to see her surroundings.

She was in a rectangular box made of sheet metal… they seemed to be tied up inside a shipping container.

The container door wasn’t closed, but opposite was another container; nothing else was visible, making it impossible to determine our location.

She looked around and saw Shang Qinghui still staring at her.

She looked back, puzzled as to what was so interesting about her.

We glared at each other in the dimly lit, cramped box.

“Wuwuwuwu!” What are you looking at?!

“…” Shang Qinghui rolled her eyes: “Wuwuwuwuwu!” How can someone be this ugly?!

Bian Yingning hair had been blown back while she was chasing the van, and then the kidnappers tossed her in here, so it was now all over her face.

• My hairstyle looked like a peacock displaying its feathers.

Shang Qinghui thought her metaphor was somewhat insulting to peacocks.

• …More like a basin on your head.

We glared at each other like roosters, neither giving way.

The fear of being kidnapped dissipated in our competitive spirit.

Dong dong—

Just as we were glaring until our eyes ached, we heard footsteps outside. Instantly, we both looked towards the container opening.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood at the opening, shining flashlights from their phones. Shang Qinghui and Bian Yingning closed their eyes from the bright light.

They heard them say, “Damn, is this really the Bian family’s only daughter?”

“Second Brother, we hit the jackpot! Two birds with one stone!”

“I’m dying of laughter. She chased us for three blocks just to deliver herself?”

“Quick, tell the Bian family to send the money. If they don’t, we’ll sell these two to the neighboring country.”

They took a few pictures and left, seemingly unconcerned about our escape.

Shang Qinghui again stared at Bian Yingning with that look that made her want to punch Shang Qinghui.

This time Bian Yingning ignored her and mentally asked the system if there were any pills she could use.

“Sorry, host. The interval between using mall items must be greater than twenty-four hours.”

“Why are you so useless?”

System: “Dear host, the system is currently upgrading. We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience.”

Bian Yingning: “That’s it? That’s it!!!?”

I couldn’t rely on the system, and I didn’t know if anyone would come to save us.

According to the system, the male lead would save the female supporting character in the original story, but now that I’m here, would he still come?

Waiting for an uncertain answer was like waiting to die. Relying on people or things was unreliable; I could only rely on myself.

But we were tightly bound, unable to even speak…

Then she suddenly thought of something.

Her hands, tied behind her back, moved.

The kidnappers had tied my wrists, but my fingers were still free.

She quickly gestured to Shang Qinghui, winking and nodding for her to turn sideways.

Shang Qinghui hesitantly turned.

Bian Yingning then tried to get Shang Qinghui to look at her mouth, even pushing her mouth towards Shang Qinghui.

Shang Qinghui frowned and leaned back tactically.

What is she doing?

Seeing that Shang Qinghui didn’t understand, Bian Yingning tried for a long time without success, so Bian Yingning bent over, trying to bring her face to Shang Qinghui’s hands, which were tied behind her back.

As Bian Yingning bent over, Shang Qinghui understood her intention.

She wanted me to remove the tape from her mouth first.

We were literally in the same boat; any grudges could be put aside; the most important thing was to ensure our safety.

But their legs were still intertwined, and the rope was tightly bound. When Bian Yingning bent over, her legs would stretch out, tightening the other person’s.

It felt strangely… awkward.

It also tested one’s waist and leg flexibility. Bian Yingning bent several times but couldn’t reach Shang Qinghui’s hand.

“Mmmmmm!” Move over a little.

Bian Yingning almost broke her waist and still couldn’t achieve her goal.

Shang Qinghui saw my stiff back, struggling like a duck trying to fly. Her face darkened, she gestured for Bian Yingning to sit properly, and tried herself.

Bian Yingning sat back down, breathless from the effort. Bian Yingning’s mouth was still covered, so Bian Yingning could only breathe through her nose, the trapped air filling her chest.

When Shang Qinghui leaned over, Bian Yingning glanced at her chest.

It seems… bigger than an A-cup?

Shang Qinghui moved back, creating more space for her legs.

Then, moving Bian Yingning leg to the side, she bent down, lifting her chin, revealing her beautiful and sexy neck line.

Shang Qinghui had studied dance since childhood and had won awards, so she was very flexible.

However, because of her movements, their tightly bound legs dug into their flesh, causing pain.

But neither of them focused on that.

Bian Yingning also tried to lean over to reach Shang Qinghui’s face.

Warm breath fell on Bian Yingning already stiff hands.

Several fingers moved together, scraping the edge of the tape on Shang Qinghui’s mouth.

In the process, her fingertips accidentally touched something soft, warm, and slightly moist.

She froze.

Feeling a little embarrassed, my hands must be dirty. I hope she doesn’t blame me.

When her fingers firmly grasped a corner of the tape, Shang Qinghui turned around.

Rip—

Shang Qinghui leaned against the container’s metal wall, her round almond-shaped eyes welling up with tears.

This is fucking painful, she thought.

Bian Yingning shuddered in anticipation.

However, no matter how hard Bian Yingning tried, she couldn’t manage to bring her face close enough to Shang Qinghui’s hands with her stiff back.

They were also afraid the kidnappers would return.

Shang Qinghui gasped, silently mouthing, “Get closer.”

Bian Yingning’s gaze fell on her reddened lips, which were even more vibrant after being licked and having the tape removed.

Due to their closeness, the angle of their bound legs lessened, and their toes pressed against each other’s inner thighs.

Bian Yingning was taller than Shang Qinghui, so her chin easily rested on their knees.

But because of this, her toes pressed even deeper.

Shang Qinghui pursed her lips, her body subtly flinching.

She took a deep breath and took Bian Yingning’s chin, clamping down on the edge of the tape.

Her tender, soft face was like a freshly steamed egg white, still warm.

Shang Qinghui used her teeth to scrape at the edge of the tape, but more often than not, she scraped Bian Yingning’s face.

Two people who had been rivals since childhood were now incredibly close, their breaths mingling.

Shang Qinghui could hear her own heartbeat.

It was deep, heavy, and loud.

Bian Yingning’s eyes were fixed on the container opening, her ears perked, listening for any sign of the kidnappers’ return.

In the silence, she heard the wind and the waves lapping against the shore.

A soft whooshing and splashing.

This was also the sound of Shang Qinghui tearing the tape with her teeth.

As she tore it off, her lower lip brushed harshly against Bian Yingning’s mouth.

Both of them froze.

Shang Qinghui felt her heart pounding, especially with Bian Yingning’s toes pressing against her so intimately.

She herself had never been treated like that.

Bian Yingning frowned, moving her mouth, her facial muscles contorting: “Damn it, you bit my skin.”

Shang Qinghui spat out the tape, speechless, feeling her racing heart was a waste of energy.

“Let’s bite the rope next,” Bian Yingning said, moving her legs.

“Ah…” Shang Qinghui suddenly let out a low moan, her face showing restraint.

“What’s wrong? Did you hurt yourself?” Bian Yingning was nervous and leaned closer.

“Mmm…” Shang Qinghui closed her eyes tightly: “Don’t move!”

They communicated in hushed whispers, their voices hoarse and low, making the air in the small container feel thin.

Bian Yingning blinked innocently, thinking it might be because their legs were tied too tightly, and quickly stopped moving.

When Bian Yingning didn’t move, Shang Qinghui could breathe. She moved back, finally freeing Bian Yingning’s foot from between her legs.

Bian Yingning lowered her head and began to bite at the knot of the rope.

Shang Qinghui watched her for a while, her ears red, without moving.

When Bian Yingning almost broke her teeth loosening one end of the knot, she sat up to rest and realized Shang Qinghui had been watching her the whole time!

“What’s wrong with you?! Are you waiting to be sold to Africa?!” Bian Yingning was shocked.

She didn’t expect this young lady to be so passive in the face of death, not understanding the power of teamwork. Was this her problem alone?

Shang Qinghui avoided her eyes, lowering her head to bite the other end of the rope and undo the knot.

Seeing the young lady regretting her inaction and starting to work, Bian Yingning also lowered her head to continue.

When their noses touched, Shang Qinghui loosened her grip on the rope, the wet rope falling from her mouth.

Bian Yingning, whose nose had touched Shang Qinghui’s, looked at her strangely, saying nothing.

Shang Qinghui lowered her eyes, holding her breath, not looking at Bian Yingning, whose eyelashes brushed against her face, focusing on untying the knot.

The downside of not looking at each other was that their mouths touched.

When trying to pull out the tangled part, they both bit the same spot.

Their eyes met, their lips touching.

Silence enveloped them.

The next second, Shang Qinghui immediately sat up, frantically wiping her mouth on her shoulder, her disgust evident.

“Don’t move!”

The tables had turned; Bian Yingning was the one saying this now.

Shang Qinghui looked at her strangely.

“The rope!” Bian Yingning was furious. They had finally loosened the rope, about to untie it, but Shang Qinghui’s movement tightened the knot.

Fortunately, it had just been loosened, so it wasn’t too difficult to bite again.

Shaking her legs, she pulled her foot out of the rope, ignoring her bound hands, and carefully moved to the container opening, peeking out.

These containers were made of sheet metal and very empty; any slight movement would be amplified.

Bian Yingning didn’t dare to make a sound.

They seemed to be in the middle; containers stretched out in both directions, randomly placed, making it look like a maze.

Bian Yingning turned to Shang Qinghui, nodding her head slightly, signaling her to run.

Only after Bian Yingning had moved out of the container did Shang Qinghui dare to put her foot down firmly.

Shang Qinghui also knew that these containers were noisy, so she moved out in the same way as Bian Yingning.

Bian Yingning slowly stood up straight. The containers were about her height; she could easily see over them by slightly raising herself on her toes.

Looking out, she discovered that the three kidnappers weren’t far away, about six or seven containers away, huddled together, seemingly planning something.

On the other side was the dock and the coast, with several old-looking ships on the water.

Bian Yingning led Shang Qinghui, crouching low, towards the other side.

Only when they reached the edge of the container did they get a clear view of their surroundings.

To their left was the sea, behind them were the kidnappers, to their right was a larger stack of blue, red, and other colored containers, and in the middle stood several crane-like behemoths as tall as a multi-story building.

Ahead was a wide-open, unobstructed wasteland. Beyond the wasteland was a low mountain.

For a moment, Bian Yingning didn’t know where to run.

This must be a smuggling dock. There might be accomplices among the containers to their right, as the two men who had come earlier had mentioned sending them on a ship if the ransom wasn’t paid.

If they went that way and encountered the kidnappers loading the ship, they would be walking right into a trap.

The best option was to continue forward, but the wasteland ahead offered no cover. Running across it would make them easy targets.

“Clang clang clang—”

As they hesitated, a sound of someone running quickly past the containers came from behind: “Boss, those two are gone!”