Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 122

“What?” Hua Cancan was still asleep when she received Bian Yingning’s call.

She hadn’t even opened her eyes, lying face down in her blanket, impatiently questioning the person on the other end of the phone.

Hua Jiangrong had gone to other locations for filming these past few days and wasn’t in H City. Hua Cancan had been stifling for a long time. With the mountains high and the emperor far away, she immediately indulged in two days of partying.

She stayed up all night, having a great time.

Hmph, old woman, all you know how to do is control me. I dare you to control me for the rest of my life.

Hua Cancan was stunned after the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking. The next second, she sat up in her blanket, all traces of sleepiness gone.

“What did you say?!”

Hua Cancan hadn’t recovered even after hanging up the phone.

Bian Yingning said she was going to formally introduce her girlfriend to her.

Although Bian Yingning didn’t say who it was, the name was already understood.

Hua Cancan sat blankly for a while before running her fingers through her hair and picking up her phone again.

It was a little after 1:00 PM. Hua Jiangrong had sent her a photo at 12:00 PM, a photo of a boxed lunch.

Hua Cancan zoomed in on the photo and studied it carefully. There were green vegetables, ribs, and fried fish, which looked plentiful, but it couldn’t hide the fact that it was a boxed lunch.

She sighed and sent Hua Jiangrong 500 yuan: “Eat something better.”

Hua Jiangrong must have been busy and didn’t reply.

She patted her face and decided not to sleep anymore. She thought about getting up to eat something to fill her stomach, then washing her hair, taking a shower, and dressing up nicely.

No matter what, I can’t lose face in front of that woman.

…

At 5:30 PM, Hua Cancan left the house.

The summer evening breeze still carried the warmth of the scorching sun.

She lowered the car window a little, and the wind blew on her face, making her feel comfortable.

The comfort made her thoughts wander.

Hua Cancan knew her reputation in the circle. Because of her looks and figure, people who got along well with her called her “Sister” affectionately, while those who didn’t like her gossiped about her behind her back.

Her reputation was more good than bad.

But she didn’t care; she called it all jealousy.

The more they hated her, the more they said bad things about her behind her back, the more it showed that she had something they couldn’t get no matter how hard they tried.

When did she realize that Bian Yingning was acting strange? It must have been during the time when she hadn’t replied to her messages for more than ten days.

Why did she save Shang Qinghui? Was she shot in the head? The gunshot wound she could understand, but not the lack of a visit after her hospital discharge.

Their relationship couldn’t be ended just because she didn’t contact her.

If the mountain didn’t come to her, she would go to the mountain.

Only then did she find out that the head injury was serious, so serious that her personality had changed.

Hua Cancan didn’t think about anything supernatural. People changed all the time.

That’s what she thought, but she still had to test it out.

Then she bought kiwis and went to Bian Yingning’s house.

While being pinned down on the sofa and molested, Hua Cancan thought with tears in her eyes that this had to be the original.

However… she suddenly liked to meddle in other people’s business, was afraid of riding horses, got close to that little Shang, and met a lot of new people…

Hua Cancan began to feel a little threatened.

The cabbage she had been guarding for so long was going to be stolen by a wild boar.

Later, it really was stolen, and by the wild boar she liked the least.

I’m Angry.

So angry, and a little disappointed.

Until now, Bian Yingning had told her in person that she was going to introduce her girlfriend to her.

Let’s meet, let’s have a proper meeting. It’s better than both of us knowing about each other but pretending we don’t.

Hua Cancan sighed, closed the car window tightly, and stepped on the gas pedal.

The car suddenly sped up.

She seemed to have forgotten something, but she also seemed to have forgotten nothing.

…

When she arrived, Hua Cancan sat in the car for a while before getting out.

The waiter, who had been instructed by Bian Yingning, was already waiting at the door and respectfully invited her upstairs.

At the door of the private room, before Hua Cancan had time to prepare herself, the waiter had already knocked on the door and then opened it naturally.

Just like that, she unexpectedly met the people in the private room.

At that moment, Bian Yingning was holding an orange, carefully peeling the skin off both ends and pushing the middle of the orange up to Shang Qinghui’s mouth, so that she could bite it without getting her hands dirty.

—What a sweet scene of serving someone.

A moment before, she’d reasoned that since Bian Yingning—Shang Qinghui’s former rival—was now charmed by her, she might as well reluctantly agree to peaceful coexistence for Bian Yingning’s sake.

After all, friends are friends, and lovers are lovers, and she couldn’t make her friend’s life difficult.

But when she saw Bian Yingning serving the other person like that, she suddenly threw those plans away.

“You’re too good, Bian Yingning! Can’t you be a little tougher?! Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can climb on your head and act like a big shot, huh?!”

She was so angry!

So what if you’re in love? Can’t you have your own pride and dignity when you’re in love? How did I teach her in the past? Couldn’t she establish her own authority?

Bian Yingning, who was so frightened by her roar that she dropped the orange in her hand: “…”

Shang Qinghui sneered, “What? Jealous?”

Hua Cancan’s eyes were about to burst.

What jealousy? Did I, Hua Cancan, need to be jealous of Shang Qinghui?

A good friendly dinner almost turned into a fight.

Bian Yingning pulled this one and blocked that one, acting as a sandwich in the middle, and kept trying to persuade them, “Wait a minute, wait a minute, let’s talk nicely, everyone is friends.”

“Who is friends with her?”

The same sentence was spoken in unison, shocking Bian Yingning into slowly raising her hand and supporting her aching forehead.

She asked helplessly, “Are we still eating this meal?”

“Why not?”

“Why not?”

Another rebuttal spoken in unison.

Bian Yingning: “…”

Maybe she should just leave.

…

After a chaotic meal, Hua Cancan couldn’t help but smile when she returned to her residence.

Thinking about how Bian Yingning was peeling shrimp for Shang Qinghui and picking fish bones for her, she found it funny.

See, this is the downside of having both a sister and a wife. See who she’s going to please.

After changing her shoes, Hua Cancan realized that something was wrong.

Did I turn on the lights when I came in? Why were the lights on?

Just as she was thinking, a person walked from the living room to the wall by the entrance with a glass of milk, leaning slightly against the wall, slowly and deliberately looking her up and down.

Ever since she knew that Bian Yingning had moved out of the villa to live on her own, Hua Cancan felt that she couldn’t fall behind, so she also got an apartment near Bian Yingning.

The two of them were now only a ten-minute drive away.

After learning she’d moved out, she couldn’t explain why, but this home… inexplicably now included Hua Jiangrong.

Hua Jiangrong said this:

“Hmph, when someone is watching you, you can still sneak around like a dog, what would happen if no one was watching you?”

Then, she moved in openly.

She had clearly left home for freedom, but now she not only had no freedom, but also had a curfew of 10:00 PM.

This was a complete loss.

Hua Cancan hadn’t resisted, she was an adult, what was wrong with having a little nightlife?

Of course, her resistance quickly subsided.

It was like some kind of bloodline suppression. When she faced Hua Jiangrong, she really couldn’t resist.

“What time is it?” the person asked softly.

Not having time to think about why this person had suddenly returned, Hua Cancan bit her lip and pressed her phone like a little wife. The screen lit up, showing 8:59.

Eight fifty-nine?

“What? It’s barely nine o’clock. What’s wrong with me coming back at this time? I didn’t come back late, I came back early!”

Hua Jiangrong drank some milk, contrasting sharply with Hua Cancan’s outburst, and said leisurely, “Hmm… my phone ran out of battery and turned off. I just wanted to ask you the time.”

Hua Cancan: “…”

She was doing it on purpose.

Hua Jiangrong seemed to have come back specifically to scare her. After speaking, she walked back to the living room to watch TV.

Leaving Hua Cancan there in a mess of regret.

What was going on? Hua Jiangrong wasn’t even my aunt anymore, why am I still afraid of her? I should have refused her fiercely and kicked her out of the house.

That’s right, how did I teach Bian Yingning just now?

The most important thing for a person is to have their own pride!

Thinking this, Hua Cancan raised her head and chest, and strode into the living room.

Just as she walked to the sofa, Hua Jiangrong glanced back at her lightly, and Hua Cancan paused, almost tripping over her left foot.

“There’s a glass of milk in the microwave, remember to drink it,” Hua Jiangrong said.

“…Okay.”

Hua Cancan changed her route and went to the kitchen.

She took out the warm milk and leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, looking at the woman’s profile sitting on the sofa.

Still young and beautiful.

Ten years felt like a single day. Every time she looked at her, it felt like this—from an unseen place, a secret glance from the side.

“What are you staring at?”

The person hadn’t turned her head, and hadn’t looked over, but asked as if she had eyes on the back of her head.

Hua Cancan quickly retracted her thoughts and awkwardly looked away, “Looking at what?”

Hua Jiangrong chuckled and didn’t continue to ask.

Instead, Hua Cancan became uneasy.

She always had a way to make her heart beat faster.

“Why did you come back? Did the filming go well?” Hua Cancan asked as she walked to the sofa.

“I’m not filming anymore.”

Hua Cancan frowned, “Why?”

“The second female lead harassed me, I don’t want to film,” Hua Jiangrong’s tone was even the same as when she had just told Hua Cancan to drink milk, without any waves.

Hua Cancan’s eyes widened, and she sat down on the single sofa next to her in three or two steps.

“Harassed you?? The second female lead?”

“Yeah.”

Hua Jiangrong didn’t look away, and changed to a news channel.

Hua Cancan was speechless, abandoning her milk on the coffee table. She carefully questioned Hua Jiangrong, “No, how did she harass you? Why did she harass you? Why…”

Her series of questions successfully made Hua Jiangrong frown.

Her gaze shifted to Hua Cancan, and she looked thoughtful, as if she was recalling how the other person had harassed her.

Hua Cancan was getting more and more angry, how could her Hua Cancan’s people suffer this loss?

It’s wonderful to be in love, but does that excuse unwarranted harassment?

Just as she was thinking, Hua Jiangrong suddenly got up.

She hadn’t changed into her pajamas yet, and was wearing a black square-necked short sleeve, and the hem of her clothes was tucked into her wide-leg pants.

She pulled the clothes out of her pants as she walked towards her, and the clothes instantly became a little loose and hung on her body.

Hua Cancan was stunned.

Hua Jiangrong stared blankly as she walked over, and then sat on Hua Cancan’s lap.

One leg was straight, and she gently put her knee on the other leg.

Hua Jiangrong just sat on her like that, and crossed her legs.

Not only that, but she also wrapped one hand around her neck, and with a pull, Hua Cancan’s nose was pressed against the clothes on her chest.

The same laundry detergent scent immediately came, with the warmth of being baked by body temperature.

“You…”

Hua Cancan only felt her nose itching, and her throat was so dry that she couldn’t spit out a complete sentence.

Most of her weight fell on her body, and the heart that was floating and surging was also pressed down tightly.

She wanted to hug her back, but she didn’t dare.

Hua Cancan’s body was stiff, but her fingertips were shaking.

But Hua Jiangrong didn’t let her go.

Her painted nails gently stroked Hua Cancan’s cheeks, like a dragonfly skimming the water, touching lightly and then separating.

Hua Cancan swallowed hard, “Aunt…”

“Hmm?”

“You… what are you… doing?”

Her fingertips gently lifted her chin, and Hua Cancan was forced to raise her head.

Her eyes were flashed by the light from the chandelier above, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Hua Cancan didn’t know that her actions fell into other people’s eyes… like she was asking for a kiss.

The butterfly flapped its wings, very lightly, very slowly, and very softly, touching her delicate red lips.

Hua Cancan’s small fan-like eyelashes also turned into the wings of a butterfly, trembling again and again.

She wanted to open her eyes, but as soon as her eyes opened a crack, she saw an enlarged face, and quickly closed them again.

Her heart trembled again and again, and she only felt a small current flowing through her limbs, making her want to sigh.

“Didn’t you ask me how she seduced me?”

The voice of explanation was no longer just an explanation.

“It’s like this.”

After Hua Jiangrong finished speaking, she wanted to do something more, but she was suddenly lifted up, but fortunately the person had a little conscience and pulled her in time, so she didn’t fall to the ground.

Turning her head, Hua Cancan was tightly pinching her arm, and her pair of captivating eyes were full of anger, “She actually kissed you? Why didn’t you push her away, can’t you resist?!”

Hua Jiangrong’s face turned black and then green.

Finally, she brushed off Hua Cancan’s hand and went back to sit in the same spot, and even leisurely pulled on her clothes.

“Tomorrow, tell Auntie to get you more pig brains to eat.”

Hua Cancan stared at her suspiciously, and slowly, the suspicion in her eyes dissipated.

She remembered the past, from childhood to adulthood, the person who accompanied her the most and controlled her the most was her.

This time, Hua Cancan sat on Hua Jiangrong’s body.

But she straddled her waist.

She cupped Hua Jiangrong’s face and looked at her watery eyes, “Aunt, you will always control me, right?”

“Hmm.”

If I didn’t control her, who would? I am not at ease giving such a big piece of meat to anyone.