Saving the Pitiful Villain (GL) - Chapter 3

In just a brief moment, Yun Wu turned her head and walked past.

It was as if she were simply passing by on the road.

No one saw that the instant Yun Wu turned around, she lowered her eyes to conceal the deeply cold ridicule and hatred within.

The car license plate started with A63—a Jiang family car.

The identity of the person sitting inside was self-evident. Yun Wu curved her lips in a scornful arc, her expression unchanged.

Heaven had given her a chance to live a second life. In this life, she would make everyone who had trampled on her pay the price, one by one.

Jiang Shangxue watched Yun Wu’s retreating figure and snapped back to attention. Remembering that Yun Wu had only been brought back three months ago, she certainly wouldn’t recognize the Yun family car. She turned and instructed, “Follow Miss Yun from a distance. Don’t startle her.”

The driver nodded in agreement, his heart full of skepticism. Was Madam thinking of a new trick to humiliate Miss Yun?

The car drove through two main roads and arrived at an entertainment street called Anru Lane, which was bustling with bars, tea houses, pool halls, and theaters. Many elegantly dressed young people were moving in groups of three or five.

Jiang Shangxue watched from afar as Yun Wu entered a bar called Magpie Bridge. Her expression was stunned. The book stated that Yun Wu earned her living expenses by tutoring after school; a bar had never been mentioned.

Due to the strict and old-fashioned education she received since childhood, Jiang Shangxue had little entertainment in her life. Places like bars were considered by her elders to be distractions that ruined one’s ambition, and she had nothing to do with them.

Perhaps she was prejudiced.

Jiang Shangxue looked at the driver in the front seat.

The driver, receiving the hint, got out of the car and walked towards the bar Yun Wu had entered.

But soon after, the driver returned with a flushed face.

“Madam, it’s not that I wasn’t willing to go in and check the situation, but the bar is full of women, and they wouldn’t let a man like me in.”

“It’s all women?”

“Yes.”

It’s a lesbian bar, Jiang Shangxue surmised. She pondered for a moment, took her handbag, and got out of the car.

“You wait here. I’ll go in myself.”

The entrance led into an art-filled corridor. Underfoot was transparent glass, beneath which blue lotus flowers bloomed, and vaguely visible were expensive koi fish swimming around.

Jiang Shangxue followed the attendant into the elevator. With a soft “ding,” the entire scene of the bar opened up before her.

The bar was split into two floors and was elegantly arranged. The cool blue lighting made the soothing music feel extremely intimate. The second floor was suspended on the inner wall, with one-way mirrored glass decorating the outside. From the inside, one could overlook the scene on the first floor, but the outside couldn’t see in.

The attendant handed the completed membership card to Jiang Shangxue. “Miss Jiang, the second floor has quieter private rooms. If you have any needs…”

Before the attendant finished speaking, Jiang Shangxue headed up to the second floor. Before leaving, the attendant deliberately left a highly suggestive sentence.

“Miss Jiang, if you have any other physical needs, you can contact me anytime, and I’ll help you take care of them.”

It sounded quite improper.

Jiang Shangxue sat down on the sofa in the private room, her eyes searching the first floor in the crisscrossing light and shadow. The room was full of beauties: some mature and glamorous, some intellectual and elegant, and some youthful and tender. Jiang Shangxue’s gaze lingered on the more youthful faces for a few seconds before moving on.

She didn’t find Yun Wu.

Shaking the expensive champagne on the table, Jiang Shangxue’s eyes were deep. It was impossible to know what she was thinking as the dreamy lights crossed the liquid and fell on her fair fingertips.

Tang Qingshui was sitting behind the bar. The attendant who had just served Jiang Shangxue stood beside her.

Tang Qingshui asked, “Miss Jiang came alone? And didn’t ask anyone to go over?”

The attendant replied, “No, boss.”

After a thought, the attendant added, “She looks like someone who is here for the first time.”

Tang Qingshui smiled without speaking, a residual look of awe from seeing Jiang Shangxue moments ago still in her eyes. No one here was ugly, but a woman like Jiang Shangxue, who exuded an intrinsic gentleness and nobility, was rare.

That kind of nouveau riche refinement was only cultivated in true wealthy families.

Especially the anticipation of the forbidden feeling that she might already be a wife or a mother.

Everything about her was to Tang Qingshui’s taste. A close friend next to Tang, seeing her wear a smile full of interest, gossiped:

“Tang, who have you set your sights on this time? It can’t be the new little girl, can it?”

As she spoke, Tang’s friend glanced at Yun Wu, who had just changed into her uniform and walked in.

The service uniform at Magpie Bridge was not revealing at all—in fact, it was quite covered up—but every detail held a subtle trick. Yun Wu’s nascent figure was vaguely visible beneath the uniform’s wrapping.

What can’t be seen or obtained is the most enticing.

Tang Qingshui followed her friend’s gaze and said with disinterest, “Not my type.”

“But that’s Zhao Rongrong’s favorite type. She looks so delicate and weak. Aren’t you worried that Zhao Rongrong will play with her until she breaks?”

“You need to watch your words. My establishment operates legally. I never engage in illegal transactions. As for affairs between customers who are willing, I can’t control that.”

The two exchanged a knowing smile and stopped talking.

Zhao Rongrong was a famous playboy in the East Villa area. Relying on her family’s wealth and power, she enjoyed picking on young, fresh girls who hadn’t left school yet, going for whatever was most stimulating, like S/M, discipline, and whatever was heavy-handed.

When she saw Yun Wu, Zhao Rongrong’s eyes immediately lit up. As Yun Wu was pouring wine, she started touching her inappropriately.

The girl trembled slightly under her hand, her clear, black-and-white eyes showing a stubborn refusal to submit, and she tried to dodge—looking utterly pitiful. This greatly satisfied Zhao Rongrong’s pleasure in abuse.

Completely fixated on the person in front of her, Zhao Rongrong finished discussing her plan to acquire the land in the North Peak area, then picked up her wine and splashed it across Yun Wu’s chest.

Her clothes were instantly soaked, and the girl’s fresh, youthful body contours were revealed.

With the voice recorder hidden beneath her clothes having captured what she wanted, Yun Wu feigned an expression of panic and helplessness and backed away. But Zhao Rongrong paid no mind, striding forward to push the girl onto the sofa, her hand restlessly unbuttoning the uniform.

In the blink of an eye, the girl’s slender, pale waist was exposed, exceptionally dazzling under the dim lighting.

Zhao Rongrong was very strong, and Yun Wu, who was completely pinned down, felt a bit frustrated. She hadn’t anticipated that Zhao Rongrong was someone who disregarded the setting entirely.

Everyone around was coldly observing the farce, and no one stepped up to help her.

It was both ridiculous and pathetic. Feeling the coolness on her chest, Yun Wu reached for the wine bottle on the table.

Just as Yun Wu was about to close her eyes and use force, the weight on her suddenly lightened. A warm coat, carrying a pleasant, faint fragrance—like a gentle floral scent—was wrapped tightly around her.

Yun Wu’s eyes were red, but she didn’t shed a single tear. Jiang Shangxue’s gaze swept past her and met Zhao Rongrong’s infuriated eyes.

“Who are you? How dare you steal my person?”

Jiang Shangxue ignored her and looked at Tang Qingshui, who was standing behind the bar. “CEO Tang, a pleasure.”

Tang Qingshui was the President of Shanshui Group and the boss behind Magpie Bridge.

Tang Qingshui walked over unhurriedly and stood beside Jiang Shangxue, flashing an innocent smile. “Miss Jiang, did you also take a fancy to the new little girl?”

To others, this stance clearly showed she intended to help Jiang Shangxue.

Jiang Shangxue maintained her gentle smile. “I’m merely here to find a disobedient junior member of my family.”

“Really? I don’t believe you,” Tang Qingshui didn’t back down.

Jiang Shangxue suddenly leaned closer, turning her head to whisper intimately near Tang Qingshui’s ear.

Everyone watching thought the two must have known each other for a long time, and Zhao Rongrong had definitely poked a hornet’s nest this time.

“CEO Tang, I heard that when you acquired the land in the North Peak development project, CEO Wang helped you quite a bit. No, I should say, the person behind CEO Wang.”

The voice was very low, only audible to the two of them. The smile on Tang Qingshui’s face instantly faded.

Tang Qingshui was the lover of someone with high authority in A Province.

Although business and politics were often intertwined, the relationship between Tang Qingshui and that person was known to very few.

Smiling with caution, Tang Qingshui’s attitude immediately softened. “Miss Jiang, if you want someone, how could I possibly refuse you?”

The scene appeared amicable, but sparks were flying beneath the surface.

The moment she recognized Jiang Shangxue, Yun Wu’s eyes shifted, and her fingers slowly tightened into fists.

She was visibly stunned for a few seconds, the cold look on her face momentarily replaced by confusion.

Zhao Rongrong was furious, her facial features squeezed together like a defeated rooster.

She wanted to say more, but Tang Qingshui stopped her in time. They hadn’t figured out Miss Jiang’s identity yet and couldn’t afford to offend her rashly.

“In that case, thank you, CEO Tang. I’ll take my disobedient junior home now.”

Jiang Shangxue looked down at Yun Wu. The girl was slightly looking up, her hand tightly gripping the coat Jiang Shangxue had placed over her.

“Let’s go,” Jiang Shangxue said calmly.

Just as the two were about to leave, the driver, Xiao Lin, rushed in aggressively, holding a baseball bat he had apparently acquired from somewhere.

He looked at the scene in the bar, exchanged confused glances with the crowd, and, seeing Madam safe and sound, checked the message box again to make sure he hadn’t misunderstood.

【Jiang Shangxue: Have you ever hit a woman?】

【Xiao Wang: What are you talking about? Of course not.】

【Jiang Shangxue: Are you confident you can take on a group of women?】

【Xiao Wang: Did something happen to you?】

【Jiang Shangxue: If I’m not out in half an hour, call the police.】

Xiao Wang, waiting in the car, couldn’t bear to wait. After telling his friend to help call the police later, he rushed in.

But the scene before him was clearly… peaceful.

Xiao Wang: ???

With a head full of question marks, Xiao Wang followed Jiang Shangxue as she calmly walked into the elevator. No one spoke, and the group quietly left.

“Madam, I’ll go get the car,” Xiao Wang, sensing the strange atmosphere, wisely took off.

Yun Wu followed Jiang Shangxue to the streetlamp. The girl’s dark pupils seemed to glow in the light and shadow. She was biting her lip tightly, and a layer of dampness covered her dense eyelashes.

If not for her slightly reddened nose tip and obviously rubbed eye sockets, no one would have noticed that she had been secretly crying.

The summer wind, even at night, carried a sense of dryness.

Jiang Shangxue remembered the book’s description of Yun Wu at this stage: isolated, autistic, and taciturn.

“Do you not have any living expenses?” Jiang Shangxue asked her, her voice gentle but not lacking in severity.

Her lips were pale from being bitten. Yun Wu remained silent.

The Yun family had ignored her completely after sending her to East Villa High School. What was Jiang Shangxue doing now? Playing the crocodile shedding false tears.

Involuntarily catching sight of the prayer beads on Jiang Shangxue’s wrist, Yun Wu found it even more ironic.

Yun Wu didn’t answer, and Jiang Shangxue didn’t get angry.

She turned her head, choosing not to force an answer but to gently persuade her. “You are at an age where you should be focusing on your studies. Don’t come here again.”

Jiang Shangxue’s understated demeanor made it seem as if she never recalled anything she had done.

For a moment, Yun Wu wanted to rush forward and tear apart the hypocritical, nauseating face of the woman before her.

Silently observing Jiang Shangxue, whose appearance, attitude, and behavior were all highly unusual, Yun Wu seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

With concealed malice, she asked, “Thank you. How should I address you?”

The girl’s pupils were dark, and she stood ramrod straight, her features and expression fully revealed under the streetlamp.

Her overly pale face looked somewhat unfamiliar and distant, but there was no hatred in her eyes.

A thought popped into Jiang Shangxue’s mind. She looked at Yun Wu with a complex expression.

Did she not recognize her?

After a long time, as Yun Wu’s feet began to stiffen from standing, Jiang Shangxue’s gentle voice reached her ears.

“My surname is Jiang. You can call me Auntie Jiang. I live in the East Villa neighborhood nearby.”

Author’s Note:

Jiang: Ahhhh, my daughter doesn’t recognize me! She doesn’t remember the bad things I did! Time to arrange for a loving mother and filial daughter relationship!