Paranoid Girlfriend [Transmigration into a Book] - Chapter 7

Lunch was very lavish. The full table was covered entirely with all kinds of exquisite dishes.

According to the rules in the villa, servants were not allowed to eat at the table, so these dishes were only for her alone.

While Dai Shiyuan felt satisfied inside, she also felt a tiny bit regretful.

She had originally thought the female lead would eat at the same table as her. After all, the other party was the daughter-in-law of this family.

But the female lead and the other servants were all standing to the side. Even the butler was no exception.

Among the crowd in maid uniforms, the female lead’s different clothes stood out especially clearly.

Dai Shiyuan secretly glanced over, then lowered her head and obediently ate.

At a time like this, she was rather glad she did not have to share a table with the female lead.

However, being watched by so many pairs of eyes while eating still made her feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles. She did not even dare move around casually.

Dai Shiyuan also had no mind to carefully savor the taste of the delicacies. After quickly eating her fill, she said, “I’m going back to my room.”

The butler immediately called people over to clean up the dining table.

Dai Shiyuan’s room was on the second floor. She followed the stairs upward, and when she turned the corner, her gaze unintentionally fell below.

She saw the female lead being pushed by someone, though she did not fall.

The maid who pushed her was Ping Xue again.

The others did not seem to notice this small action. Their expressions remained unchanged as they busied themselves with the work in their hands.

Dai Shiyuan glanced at Ping Xue and saw a smug expression.

Clearly, Ping Xue had done it on purpose.

But the female lead said nothing and continued clearing the dining table together with the other maids.

After returning to her room, Dai Shiyuan lay on the bed in a daze, her mind repeatedly replaying the image of the female lead being bullied by Ping Xue.

At that time, there had been no chill in the female lead’s eyes. One could even say she looked somewhat pitiful.

Dai Shiyuan quickly shook her head, driving this thought out.

She could not sympathize with the female lead, and even more so, she could not get too involved with the female lead. Otherwise, she would not be able to protect her little life.

The grievances the female lead suffered now would all be taken back once she became stronger in the future. Dai Shiyuan did not need to worry about her.

Having made up her mind, Dai Shiyuan closed her eyes and took an afternoon nap.

She did not know how long she had slept before she was woken by a burst of knocking.

The moment she thought that the person outside was the female lead, Dai Shiyuan instantly startled awake and rolled out of bed in one swift motion.

In truth, she did not want the female lead entering and leaving her room so often. Every time the female lead knocked, it gave her a fright.

But the butler said this was the intention of the male lead’s parents. They wanted the female lead to take more care of her.

Although she did not want the female lead’s care, she also could not resist the male lead’s parents’ wishes, so she could only accept this arrangement.

She had just sat up properly when the door was pushed open, revealing the female lead’s gentle and kind face. In her hand, she was also carrying an exquisite little pudding cake.

Seeing the little cake, Dai Shiyuan could not help swallowing. Her eyes fixed eagerly on the cake and could not move away at all.

At noon, she had not eaten properly. After sleeping and waking up, she felt hungry again, and this cake had come at exactly the right time.

“Xiao Yuan, have some afternoon tea. This is a little pudding cake the kitchen specially made for you.” Shan Yaxin spoke gently, entering and placing the small cake on the desk.

Hearing this, Dai Shiyuan unconsciously lifted the corners of her lips. Her eyes shone brightly, filled with longing for the cake.

As a lover of sweets, she really could not resist the temptation of cake.

Dai Shiyuan picked up the cake and carefully took a bite. The sweet, fragrant taste of cream immediately filled her entire mouth, spreading down her throat and through her whole body.

It stimulated her cerebral cortex so that she instantly became excited. Every single cell in her body seemed to declare her happiness.

Seeing this, a gleam flashed through Shan Yaxin’s eyes. She smiled and said, “Xiao Yuan, where is that purple qipao of yours? Sister-in-law will take it and iron it for you.”

“In the cabinet…” Dai Shiyuan said indistinctly with cake in her mouth.

Over the past few days, she had already figured out all the things in her room and knew where everything was.

That way, even if others asked her about something, she would not reveal any flaws.

Moreover, she had also crammed all kinds of knowledge related to the Dai family, getting to know her “parents” and “brother” through photographs.

Right now, she only hoped that before going to school, she would not have to meet her “family,” because she was somewhat worried that she might accidentally expose her identity in front of them.

In order not to have her secret discovered, she spent most of her time in this house staying in her room and not interacting with others.

So far, no one had suspected her.

Shan Yaxin found the qipao in the cabinet. The corners of her mouth curved into a satisfied smile as she said gently, “Xiao Yuan, Sister-in-law will go iron your clothes now. In half an hour, you can come over and get it.”

Hearing this, Dai Shiyuan blinked in confusion.

Seeing the puzzlement expressed in Dai Shiyuan’s eyes, Shan Yaxin was not surprised. She smiled gently and explained, “Sister-in-law still has other things to do later, so I might not have time to bring it over to you. This time, can I trouble Xiao Yuan to come get it yourself?”

Dai Shiyuan frowned, but still nodded.

Since the female lead had already put it that way, she had to give her some face.

Shan Yaxin smiled in satisfaction, took the clothes, and left the room. The instant she turned around, her expression became icy.

It was time for that woman Ping Xue to receive a little lesson.

Shan Yaxin first went to the kitchen and got another piece of cake before taking the qipao to the ironing room.

At this time, there was no one in the ironing room. But she knew Ping Xue would come looking for trouble very soon.

Shan Yaxin leisurely ironed the qipao as she waited for Ping Xue to appear.

Less than ten minutes later, a woman’s mocking voice sounded from outside the door. “I thought you went off to slack off somewhere. Turns out you’re here ironing clothes. Looks like you really know how to enjoy yourself. You knew pulling weeds outside was tiring, so you deliberately came here to work instead.”

Hearing this, Shan Yaxin acted as though she did not understand the barb hidden in the words and said gently, “Miss Shiyuan wants me to iron this qipao for her. She said she needs it tomorrow, so I don’t dare disobey.”

As she said this, Shan Yaxin’s beautiful face carried a few traces of weakness, and she deliberately lifted up the qipao so the other person could see it.

She knew Ping Xue liked this dress very much.

Sure enough, when Ping Xue saw it, her face filled with surprise and delight. She immediately entered and snatched the dress over, touching it fondly as if she could not bear to put it down.

Shan Yaxin stood at the side, a trace of coldness flashing through her eyes. In a weak voice, she said, “Ping Xue, I still need to iron the clothes. Give it back to me first.”

“I’ll iron this dress. You go do something else now.” Ping Xue held the dress and ordered forcefully.

“This…” Shan Yaxin’s face showed hesitation. Under Ping Xue’s fierce gaze, she still yielded.

With a helpless expression, she left the room and went directly to the kitchen to help.

Right now, everyone in the kitchen was busy preparing dinner. It was precisely the time when there were many people around, making it perfect for them to serve as witnesses for her.

Seeing Shan Yaxin, one of them asked, “Weren’t you ironing clothes?”

“Ping Xue said she would iron them and told me to come to the kitchen.” Shan Yaxin spoke softly, her face gentle, without the slightest trace of dissatisfaction.

“You really do have such a good temper. That’s why she always bullies you.” That person shook her head, though there was no sympathy in her eyes.

Shan Yaxin only smiled indifferently and began working together with the others.

She would not be as submissive as she had been in the past, letting these people bully her however they pleased.

It would not be long before Ping Xue was driven out of this villa.

If she had not miscalculated, her younger sister-in-law should be leaving her room right about now.

Dai Shiyuan stared at the time in boredom as the seconds passed one by one. When she saw that the minute hand had completed thirty turns, she flipped over, got out of bed, and left her room.

In truth, she almost wanted to call another servant to get the clothes. But the female lead had said she should go personally, so Dai Shiyuan was somewhat curious about the female lead’s purpose in saying that.

She knew the way to the ironing room. From her room, it was only about a two-minute walk.

Dai Shiyuan walked a little quickly. When she arrived at the ironing room, there was no one inside. There were only many freshly ironed clothes hanging neatly.

But her purple qipao was not there.

Dai Shiyuan blinked, feeling a little strange.

There was no one here she could ask either, so she could only look for the clothes herself.

She followed the rack and flipped through the clothes one by one, but she still could not find her qipao.

Dai Shiyuan looked around to the left and right, intending to search the rack in the back row.

Just as she turned around, out of the corner of her eye, she saw in the mirror that someone was holding a half-eaten piece of cake and posing. The dress on that person’s body was precisely her purple qipao.

The rules in this grand mansion were quite strict. Servants were servants, masters were masters, and overstepping boundaries was not allowed.

A maid wearing her clothes was already a major mistake in itself.

Dai Shiyuan more or less understood the female lead’s purpose. She wanted to “borrow a knife to kill.”

But Dai Shiyuan would not follow the female lead’s intentions.

After all, her current character setting was pure and kind. How could she lose her temper over a single piece of clothing?

“Why are you wearing my clothes?” Dai Shiyuan deliberately asked the mirror in surprise.

The person in the mirror instantly panicked. With an “ah,” she stopped moving. The cake in her hand was not held firmly either and fell straight onto the clothes.

Seeing this, Dai Shiyuan’s brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of regret flashed through her eyes.

Such an exquisite qipao was basically ruined now that cake had gotten on it.

“Miss, why are you here?” Ping Xue ran out in panic. Her face had turned deathly pale, with none of her usual arrogance and domineering attitude.

Even her hands were trembling. She wiped frantically at the cake on her body, but the more she wiped, the dirtier it became.

“I came to get my clothes.” Dai Shiyuan’s tone was steady, but her brows were tightly furrowed.

She actually quite liked this dress. It fit her perfectly when worn on her body.

But Ping Xue’s figure was a little thicker than hers, so when she wore it, it looked somewhat small.

Especially at the shoulders—the flesh on her back was squeezed in by the fabric, making it look rather unflattering, even a little ridiculous.

“Miss, I… I only…” Ping Xue’s face was pale, and her lips trembled as she tried to explain. But she was so afraid that she could not come up with a reasonable excuse.

Miss’s clothes were not something servants like them could wear. If Madam found out, Ping Xue would definitely be driven out.

“Miss, I’m sorry… I was just possessed for a moment. Please forgive me, forgive me this once, all right…” Ping Xue was so frightened that she knelt on the floor, both hands tightly clutching the hem of Dai Shiyuan’s skirt as she begged for mercy.

Dai Shiyuan frowned and stepped back, but she was still a little too slow.

There was still cake cream on Ping Xue’s hands, and now all of it had gotten onto her skirt.

This skirt of hers was ruined too.