Paranoid Girlfriend [Transmigration into a Book] - Chapter 7

Lunch was very sumptuous. The entire table was filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes.

According to the villa’s rules, servants were not allowed to eat at the table, so Dai Shi Yuan was the only one eating all these dishes.

While feeling satisfied, she also found it a little bit of a pity.

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

But the female lead and the other servants all stood to the side, including the housekeeper.

Among the group in maid uniforms, the female lead’s different clothing stood out particularly.

Dai Shi Yuan sneaked a glance, then lowered her head and ate obediently.

At this moment, she was actually quite glad she didn’t have to share a table with the female lead.

However, being stared at by so many pairs of eyes while eating still made her feel extremely uncomfortable, like she was sitting on pins and needles. She didn’t dare move around casually.

Dai Shi Yuan had no mood to slowly savor the delicacies. After quickly eating her fill, she said, “I’m going back to my room.”

The housekeeper immediately ordered the servants to clear the table.

Dai Shi Yuan’s room was on the second floor. As she walked up the stairs, her gaze unintentionally fell downward at the turn.

She saw the female lead being pushed by someone, though she didn’t fall.

The person who pushed her was Ping Xue again.

The others seemed not to notice this small action and continued their tasks with unchanged expressions.

Dai Shi Yuan glanced at Ping Xue and saw a smug look on her face.

It was obvious that Ping Xue had done it on purpose.

But the female lead didn’t say anything and continued cleaning up the table along with the other maids.

Back in her room, Dai Shi Yuan lay on the bed in a daze, her mind constantly replaying the scene of the female lead being bullied by Ping Xue.

At that time, there had been no coldness in the female lead’s eyes. She had even looked somewhat pitiful.

Dai Shi Yuan quickly shook her head, driving the thought away.

She couldn’t sympathize with the female lead, and she definitely couldn’t get too involved with her, or her life would be in danger.

The grievances the female lead was suffering now would all be repaid once she became stronger in the future. There was no need for her to worry about it.

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

She didn’t know how long she had slept before she was woken by a knocking sound at the door.

The moment she thought the person outside might be the female lead, Dai Shi Yuan instantly woke up and scrambled out of bed.

In truth, she didn’t want the female lead frequently entering her room. Every time the female lead knocked, it gave her a fright.

But the housekeeper said this was the wish of the male lead’s parents—they wanted the female lead to take care of her more.

Although she didn’t want the female lead’s care, she couldn’t go against the wishes of the male lead’s parents, so she could only accept the arrangement.

She had just sat up properly when the door was pushed open, revealing the female lead’s gentle and kind face. In her hands was a delicate little pudding cake.

Seeing the small cake, Dai Shi Yuan couldn’t help swallowing. Her eyes were glued to it, unable to look away.

She hadn’t eaten well at lunch, and after waking up from her nap she felt hungry again. This cake had come at the perfect time.

“Xiao Yuan, have some afternoon tea. This is a pudding cake the kitchen specially made for you,” Shan Yaxin said gently as she entered and placed the cake on the table.

Upon hearing this, Dai Shi Yuan unconsciously curled her lips. Her eyes sparkled with obvious longing for the cake.

As a sweets lover, she really couldn’t resist the temptation of cake.

Dai Shi Yuan picked up the cake and carefully took a bite. The sweet cream flavor instantly filled her mouth and spread through her throat to her whole body.

It stimulated her brain, making her instantly excited. Every cell in her body was screaming with joy.

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

“It’s in the closet…” Dai Shi Yuan replied vaguely, her mouth full of cake.

These past few days, she had familiarized herself with everything in her room and knew where everything was.

This way, even if someone asked, she wouldn’t reveal any flaws.

She had also crammed knowledge about the Dai family and memorized the faces of her “parents” and “brother” through photos.

Now, she only hoped she wouldn’t meet the “family members” before going to school, because she was quite worried she might accidentally expose herself in front of them.

To avoid having her secret discovered, she spent most of her time in her room and avoided contact with others.

So far, no one had suspected her.

Shan Yaxin found the qipao in the closet. The corners of her lips curved into a satisfied smile as she said softly, “Xiao Yuan, Sister-in-law will go iron your clothes now. You can come get it in half an hour.”

Hearing this, Dai Shi Yuan blinked in confusion.

Seeing the puzzlement in Dai Shi Yuan’s eyes, Shan Yaxin wasn’t surprised. She smiled gently and explained, “Sister-in-law will be busy with other things later and may not have time to bring it to you. Would it be okay for Xiao Yuan to come pick it up herself this time?”

Dai Shi Yuan frowned but still nodded.

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

Shan Yaxin smiled in satisfaction, took the clothes, and left the room. The moment she turned around, her expression turned ice-cold.

It was time to give that woman Ping Xue a lesson.

Shan Yaxin first went to the kitchen to get another piece of cake, then carried the qipao to the ironing room.

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

Shan Yaxin slowly ironed the qipao, waiting for Ping Xue to appear.

Less than ten minutes later, a woman’s sarcastic voice came from outside the door, “I thought you went off to slack, but you’re actually ironing clothes here. Looks like you know how to enjoy yourself. You know pulling weeds outside is tiring, so you deliberately came here to do this instead.”

Shan Yaxin acted as if she didn’t hear the barb in those words and said softly, “Miss Shi Yuan asked me to iron this qipao for her. She said she needs it tomorrow, so I didn’t dare refuse.”

As she spoke, a trace of fragility appeared on Shan Yaxin’s beautiful face. She deliberately lifted the qipao so others could see it clearly.

She knew Ping Xue really liked this dress.

Sure enough, when Ping Xue saw it, her face filled with surprise and delight. She immediately walked in, snatched the qipao, and stroked it lovingly.

Shan Yaxin stood to the side, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. She said weakly, “Ping Xue, I still need to iron the clothes. Please give it back to me first.”

“I’ll iron this dress. You go do something else,” Ping Xue ordered arrogantly while holding the qipao.

“This…” Hesitation appeared on Shan Yaxin’s face, but under Ping Xue’s fierce glare, she still backed down.

She walked out with a helpless expression and went straight to the kitchen to help.

The kitchen was busy preparing dinner right now, so there were many people around—the perfect time to create witnesses for herself.

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

“Ping Xue said she would do it and told me to come to the kitchen,” Shan Yaxin replied softly. Her face was gentle, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

“You’re the only one with such a good temper, always getting bullied by her,” the person shook their head, though there was no sympathy in their eyes.

Shan Yaxin smiled indifferently and busied herself with the others.

She was no longer the person who would meekly endure everything like before and allow others to bully her.

It wouldn’t be long before Ping Xue was driven out of this villa.

If she wasn’t mistaken, her sister-in-law should be coming out soon.

Dai Shi Yuan stared boredly as the seconds ticked by. After the clock hand had gone around thirty times, she got up and left the room.

She had almost asked another servant to fetch the clothes, but since the female lead had specifically said for her to come herself, she was a bit curious about the female lead’s intention.

She knew the way to the ironing room—it only took about two minutes from her room.

Dai Shi Yuan walked rather quickly. When she arrived at the ironing room, it was empty. Only many neatly ironed clothes were hanging there.

However, her purple qipao was nowhere to be seen.

Dai Shi Yuan blinked, feeling a bit strange.

There was no one around to ask, so she had to look for it herself.

She went through the clothes on the racks one by one but still couldn’t find her qipao.

Dai Shi Yuan looked around and decided to check the racks in the back row.

Just as she turned around, she caught a glimpse in the mirror of someone posing with a half-eaten piece of cake. The clothes she was wearing were exactly her purple qipao.

The rules in this mansion were quite strict—servants were servants, and masters were masters. Crossing the line was not allowed.

A maid wearing her clothes was already a big mistake.

She roughly understood the female lead’s intention now—she wanted to “borrow a knife to kill someone.”

But she wouldn’t play along with the female lead’s plan.

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

“Why are you wearing my clothes?” Dai Shi Yuan asked deliberately in a surprised tone while looking at the mirror.

The person in the mirror panicked instantly. With a cry of “Ah!”, she stopped moving. The cake in her hand slipped and fell directly onto the clothes.

Dai Shi Yuan frowned slightly, a trace of regret flashing in her eyes.

Such a delicate qipao was ruined now that it was stained with cake.

“Miss, why are you here?” Ping Xue rushed out in panic. Her face turned deathly pale, completely losing her usual arrogance.

Even her hands were trembling as she frantically tried to wipe the cake off the clothes, only making it dirtier.

“I came to get my clothes,” Dai Shi Yuan said calmly, though her brows were tightly furrowed.

She actually quite liked this dress. It fit her perfectly.

But Ping Xue’s figure was bulkier than hers, so the dress looked tight on her.

Especially around the shoulders—the fabric was stretched so much that it dug into the flesh on her back. It looked unattractive and even a bit ridiculous.

“Miss, I… I was just…” Ping Xue’s face was white as a sheet. Her lips trembled as she tried to explain, but she was too scared to come up with a reasonable excuse.

Servants weren’t allowed to wear the young miss’s clothes. If Madam found out, she would definitely be kicked out.

“Miss, I’m sorry… I was just possessed for a moment. Please forgive me this once, okay…” Ping Xue was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and tightly grabbed the hem of Dai Shi Yuan’s skirt, begging for mercy.

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

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

This skirt of hers was also ruined.