Forced to Become the Female Villain's Doting Wife (GL) - Chapter 5

[Trash System: Congratulations, Host! Your fusion degree with this world has increased by 1%.]

Su Xianxian immediately turned and ran after saying those two words, not daring to look at Jiang Cuo’s reaction.

However, while running away at full speed, Su Xianxian heard the Trash System’s notification and suddenly felt that dealing with the female main villain wasn’t so difficult after all.

Meanwhile, Jiang Cuo, standing frozen in place, involuntarily raised her hand and placed it near her ear.

She had never been this close to anyone, and Su Xianxian had challenged her patience twice today. Jiang Cuo rubbed the side of her ear vigorously a few times, trying to eliminate the strange sensation Su Xianxian had left behind.

…

When Su Xianxian returned to her villa, the moment she stepped through the door, a servant was already waiting to help her change into slippers and prepared a hot towel for her hands.

The butler had thoughtfully pulled out her chair and stood beside her, waiting.

Su Xianxian was still a bit uncomfortable, as this was the first time in her life she had experienced such a grand display.

Su Xianxian realized that after transmigrating, she had no memory, but whenever she saw a familiar face from the original host’s memory, the related details would slowly resurface in her mind.

[Trash System: Host, please don’t secretly curse inside your heart. The Host should know there are no free lunches in this world.]

Su Xianxian began to feast at the dining table.

In her previous life, the most high-end food she had eaten was abalone and lobster at a company annual dinner, but none of it was of this quality.

Su Xianxian was a genuine food lover and, in her original world, had the enviable physique of never gaining weight no matter how much she ate. However, the original her had to pay rent and cover daily expenses, living a tight and frugal life. She had never had the chance to eat so freely before.

After the exquisite dinner, there were many delicious desserts that Su Xianxian had never even seen before.

The amount of food Su Xianxian consumed during dinner already astounded the butler, but he always respected her and did not interfere much.

However, when Su Xianxian reached for more desserts, the butler reminded her at an appropriate moment. Su Xianxian still needed to maintain her weight and figure for dancing.

The young lady tended to binge eat when she was in a bad mood, but excessive weight gain would make her feel even worse, so the butler would appropriately stop Su Xianxian’s irrational behavior.

Therefore, the butler did not find anything unusual about Su Xianxian’s actions today.

But that was the original Miss Su.

The current Su Xianxian was simply enjoying the food.

After finishing everything, Su Xianxian comfortably took a private hot bath.

This time, she didn’t allow the servants to attend to her; she was not used to having people watch her during private things like bathing.

That evening, Su Xianxian lay down comfortably on the 3-meter-wide bed.

The Trash System automatically popped up.

Only now did Su Xianxian finally relax.

The few memories she had showed that the original host, Su Xianxian, was arrogant, bossy, and had a terrible temper, making her generally disliked.

No one around her genuinely liked Su Xianxian; only the butler treated her well, but the original Su Xianxian believed it was due to the high salary, so she never trusted anyone.

[Trash System: Friendly reminder, Host. Your fusion degree with this world has reached 2%. Jiang Cuo’s current Disgust Value towards the Host is 85.]

Su Xianxian knew she couldn’t return to her original world.

After all, she had nothing to miss there. Here, she was a rich second-generation heir who had everything, with endless money—only a few restrictions and limitations.

Moreover, these restrictions and limitations weren’t permanent. If she quickly graduated from high school, went to college, and met the Female Lead…

The Female Lead’s personality was much better than the Female Villain’s. Right now, she was just focused on the immediate priority: stabilizing Jiang Cuo.

There was also the more important matter of guarding against the original host’s father, stepmother, and half-sister, who were all eyeing her inheritance.

Su Xianxian slowly thought about it, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

…

The next day, as Su Xianxian sat in her luxury car on the way to school, she spotted a car on the road that felt particularly familiar in her mind, but since she wasn’t the original host, she didn’t recall it immediately.

But when she arrived at the school gate and got out of the car, she saw the door of that familiar vehicle open not far away.

And the face of Su Lian entered her sight.

Su Lian was wearing the school uniform of the very school Su Xianxian was attending.

It seemed Su Jianxiu truly cared for Su Lian. After his plea failed yesterday, he was willing to suffer embarrassment to fulfill Su Lian’s wish.

Su Xianxian struggled to control the emotions surging uncontrollably in her heart, clenching her hands tightly.

Her eyes fixed on Su Lian getting out of the car.

But Su Xianxian knew this was the original host’s resentment and unwillingness.

The original host couldn’t understand why Su Jianxiu had treated her mother and her this way.

She had seen the woman who ruined her mother’s marriage; she wasn’t particularly pretty, nor did she have a graceful figure.

But Su Xianxian was proud; she had been superior to others since childhood. She couldn’t understand why Su Jianxiu would throw away the watermelon to pick up the sesame seed.

The original host couldn’t understand, but Su Xianxian could.

Su Xianxian gritted her teeth, tried hard to regain her composure, and averted her gaze from Su Lian.

The original host had lacked parental love since childhood, and Su Jianxiu’s affection for Su Lian had become an obsession in her heart.

But Su Xianxian understood that a man like Su Jianxiu was inherently cheap; the outside “feces” always smelled better if he couldn’t have it.

If she focused her attention on Su Jianxiu and Su Lian, she would fall into Su Lian’s trap.

And Su Xianxian would lose.

Su Lian’s face carried a delicate, “white lotus” smile, and her eyes were fixed on Su Xianxian.

No matter how small Su Xianxian’s actions were, they didn’t escape her notice. Su Lian tucked a strand of hair, stepped out of the car, and stood across from Su Xianxian, already intending to walk toward her.

Su Xianxian gritted her teeth tightly. If Su Lian got her way this morning, it wouldn’t end simply.

Moreover, Su Lian must have been prepared. No matter how fragile Su Lian pretended to be, Su Xianxian could see the underlying arrogance and triumph on her feigned delicate face.

Just then, Jiang Cuo rode her scooter, bypassing Su Lian, which immediately shifted Su Xianxian’s attention to Jiang Cuo.

Su Xianxian reacted as if waking from a nightmare, turning around.

Her pale, clenched fists slowly relaxed, and Su Xianxian let out a long breath.

Afterward, Su Xianxian watched as Jiang Cuo skillfully parked and locked her scooter nearby.

Su Xianxian now viewed Jiang Cuo through the filter of a life-saver.

[Trash System: The Host can truly remain calm, I see.]

Su Xianxian snorted internally. Did it think she didn’t know what Su Lian was planning? Su Lian and Su Jianxiu were already in the wrong, but if they caused a scene in public, Su Lian would definitely dump all her pent-up malice onto her. Spectators wouldn’t care about a cheating man or a mistress.

Everyone in this world was “romance-brained”, and few had normal minds. If they followed the principle of “whoever seems weaker is right,” she would suffer a great loss.

The reason Su Lian had her plan all figured out was because she knew the original host was arrogant and proud, disdainful of stooping to such petty tricks, which would allow her to succeed.

Su Xianxian hopped and skipped to Jiang Cuo’s side. If it weren’t for Jiang Cuo’s cold sidelong glance, Su Xianxian would have surely linked arms with her.

Su Xianxian lifted her sweet, smiling face, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and cheerfully spoke to Jiang Cuo in a conversational tone.

“As expected of the study genius, Classmate Jiang! Even the time it takes to ride your electric scooter to school is perfectly calculated—not too early, not too late. But you promised to tutor me, Classmate Jiang, so don’t go back on your word.”

Su Xianxian spoke quietly, almost whispering, and even stood on tiptoes, putting her face very close to the side of Jiang Cuo’s head.

Jiang Cuo’s expression involuntarily paused, and the familiar sensation near her ear returned like a floating breeze.

But Su Xianxian only said two simple sentences before quickly moving away again.

Jiang Cuo subtly frowned. She instinctively wanted to raise her hand to dismiss the strange feeling near her ear.

But she instead clenched her hand into a fist. There were too many people coming to school, and she didn’t want to draw attention with any sudden movements.

Jiang Cuo could only pretend to be calm and strode toward the classroom.

[Trash System: Congratulations, Host! Your fusion degree with the system world has increased by 2%. The current fusion degree is 4%.]

Even though Jiang Cuo hadn’t acknowledged her, Su Xianxian stood in place with her hands behind her back, a smile on her face.

Behind Su Xianxian, Su Lian, seeing Su Xianxian still smiling and looking after Jiang Cuo’s back, was infuriated that Su Xianxian hadn’t thrown a fit over her arrival. She secretly ground her back teeth, feeling extremely unwilling.

But the next second, the expression on Su Lian’s face changed.

The delicately fake, frail smile turned into a sinister sneer. Su Lian coldly snorted in her heart.

Su Xianxian wouldn’t develop a brain so easily. Even if she dodged this trouble, there were more good things waiting for her.

Su Xianxian walked into the classroom and sat down next to Jiang Cuo. Since they were desk-mates, Su Xianxian lifted her head and stared boldly at Jiang Cuo’s profile.

If you are bold enough, Sadako will take a maternity leave.

As long as she, Su Xianxian, was shameless, even the most formidable Female Villain would feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

After all, if you’re not awkward, someone else will be.

Jiang Cuo sat in her seat, taking out the homework she had finished yesterday.

She had to focus and ignore Su Xianxian’s intense gaze beside her.

Just then, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out from near the trash can at the back of the classroom, “Whose homework is this? It’s been torn to shreds and thrown in the trash can. The handwriting is so pretty—doesn’t it look a bit like Jiang Cuo’s?”