Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Marked by the Villain (GL) - Chapter 39

Who was Lin? Where did Fu Qingyun meet someone named Lin?

Sure enough, as soon as I’m not here to watch her, something unexpected happens. An unprompted sourness rose in Ruan Jiyan’s heart. She stared at the phone screen, biting her lower lip.

Just then, Fu Qingyun came out of the shower. Seeing Ruan Jiyan staring intently at the phone screen, she walked over and said, “What are you looking at? Be careful with your eyes; getting nearsighted is uncomfortable.”

“Sister, someone added your WeChat.”

“Who is it?”

“Don’t know.”

Ruan Jiyan handed the phone to Fu Qingyun. She took it and saw a woman’s profile picture with the WeChat nickname “Lin.”

Fu Qingyun thought about it. She hadn’t met any other strangers recently. She didn’t recognize this person named “Lin.” Could it be another salesperson?

“Ignore her. It’s probably a salesperson.”

“Okay.”

Ruan Jiyan silently deleted the friend request. She thought everything was fine, but the next day, right after waking up, she heard Fu Qingyun standing on the balcony talking on the phone.

“Sister.”

She walked toward Fu Qingyun, rubbing her sleepy eyes with bare feet on the carpet.

“Actually, I’ve been quite busy lately…”

“No one else would stand by and let someone die…”

Ruan Jiyan heard Fu Qingyun say the three words, “Miss Lin.”

Miss Lin, Miss Lin, Lin…

And she claimed not to know her.

The person on the phone today was clearly the same person who added her yesterday, yet Fu Qingyun claimed she didn’t know her.

“Sister, who are you talking to?”

The moment Ruan Jiyan’s voice rang out, the “Miss Lin” on the other end paused and stopped talking.

“A friend.”

“Oh.”

“Alright, that’s all for now. I’ll save your contact information. You can find me anytime in the future.”

The call finally ended. Fu Qingyun picked up her phone and added the other person’s WeChat.

Ruan Jiyan stood there quietly, then spoke up abruptly: “Didn’t Sister say she didn’t know her yesterday? Why are you adding her as a friend today?”

“I didn’t know the person was Lin An yesterday.”

“Lin An, who is she?”

Seeing Ruan Jiyan’s vigilant expression, Fu Qingyun couldn’t help but touch her messy hair and smile: “Do you remember the car accident at the intersection last time? This Lin An is the injured female driver.”

Ruan Jiyan felt extremely guilty when the car accident was mentioned. She almost caused Fu Qingyun’s death that time. On second thought, if she hadn’t tricked Fu Qingyun into going to that location, and they hadn’t encountered that car accident, Fu Qingyun wouldn’t have met this woman named Lin An.

“She wants to ask me out to meet her.”

Fu Qingyun looked at Ruan Jiyan, who was silent with her head down, the smile in her eyes deepening.

“Tell me, should I go?”

“If Sister wants to go, go ahead,” Ruan Jiyan pursed her lips, clearly unhappy: “You don’t need to care about my opinion.”

“I’ve already declined her,” Fu Qingyun thought it was a perfect opportunity to tease Ruan Jiyan now that she was jealous, but there needed to be a limit to the joke: “Don’t worry. Without your permission, I won’t go messing around outside.”

“Really?”

Ruan Jiyan raised an eyebrow. Fu Qingyun squeezed her cheek, leaned over, and rubbed Ruan Jiyan’s cheek affectionately on her shoulder, unexpectedly acting childishly: “Ruan Bao~”

Fu Qingyun’s sudden sweet talk was completely unexpected for Ruan Jiyan. She froze on the spot. Fu Qingyun, seemingly pleased with her successful trick, gently bit Ruan Jiyan’s earlobe.

“Sister…”

Ruan Jiyan didn’t get out of bed that morning. She was flipped over like a pancake, both front and back.

“Sister, I… I still have class…”

Fu Qingyun held her tightly, their bodies pressed close together, inseparable.

“Don’t go. Take the morning off. We’ll go in the afternoon.”

“Sister, you are so naughty…”

Ruan Jiyan lay on the pillow, letting Fu Qingyun pluck her. She threw all thoughts out of her mind and focused entirely on enjoying the pleasure the other person brought her.

“Yanyan, why didn’t you come to class this morning? You didn’t answer your phone either. You scared me to death.”

Zhou Wan sat next to Ruan Jiyan in the back row of the lecture hall. She turned to look at her and noticed Ruan Jiyan’s face was flushed, as if she had a fever.

“You don’t have a fever, do you? Your face is so red.”

“No.”

Zhou Wan sighed with relief when she saw she was fine. Zhang Xiaolan, sitting next to her, was typing on her phone, smiling slightly vulgarly at whoever she was messaging. Zhou Wan couldn’t resist glancing over.

Bad luck struck. Zhou Wan saw the three words: “Lin Lesheng.”

She hadn’t heard Zhang Xiaolan mention adding Lin Lesheng as a friend, nor had she seen them interact offline. Ruan Jiyan wasn’t around, so she was constantly with Zhang Xiaolan.

The more Zhou Wan thought about it, the more curious she became. Were Lin Lesheng and Zhang Xiaolan dating? But the current situation didn’t seem like what she imagined.

Zhang Xiaolan was outgoing and straightforward. If she were really dating someone, she would surely announce it loudly on her social media. She wouldn’t be this discreet.

She felt something was off, but since it was the other person’s private matter, she couldn’t ask much and decided to pretend she hadn’t seen anything.

After chatting with Lin Lesheng, Zhang Xiaolan turned to look at Zhou Wan and Ruan Jiyan: “What are you having for dinner? I’m already hungry.”

“Didn’t you just eat a bag of chips? You’re hungry already?”

“What can a bag of chips do? It’s not even enough to fill my teeth. I want to go to the cafeteria for crispy chicken rice. Who’s coming after class?”

Ruan Jiyan shook her head. She hadn’t eaten in the cafeteria for a long time. Fu Qingyun had probably finished cooking dinner at home and was waiting for her to come back.

Zhou Wan sighed, completely fed up with the display of affection: “Don’t bother asking her. She has a girlfriend who drives her around and cooks for her. We are not on the same path.”

“That’s right,” Zhang Xiaolan took out a lollipop from somewhere and put it in her mouth: “You are not on the same path as us.”

“You two are so ungrateful.”

After class, Ruan Jiyan walked to the main gate. Fu Qingyun was standing in front of her car, waiting for her to come out, surrounded by curious students.

“Sister, why did you…”

Ruan Jiyan’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Fu Qingyun’s long black hair. She froze on the spot until Fu Qingyun reached out her hand.

Fu Qingyun handed her a rose, then thoughtfully opened the car door for Ruan Jiyan.

“Let’s go.”

Ruan Jiyan felt the person in front of her was both familiar and strange. It was as if she had completely abandoned the original “Fu Qingyun” body and become the person Ruan Jiyan most wanted.

“Sister, you dyed your hair.”

“How does it look? Is it okay?”

Fu Qingyun touched her soft, long, straight black hair. When she transmigrated, the body had golden curly hair. Fu Qingyun hesitated for a long time before deciding to dye the blonde hair back to black.

“It feels like… you’ve become a different person.”

Ruan Jiyan’s words had a double meaning, but Fu Qingyun didn’t pick up on it.

“Sister, what made you decide to dye your hair?”

Fu Qingyun simply wanted to change her image. She rarely dyed her hair. She had been here for so long that she had almost forgotten what her black hair looked like.

“I got tired of the golden hair. Black hair is the most timeless.”

Fu Qingyun dyed her hair “on her own initiative” today. She didn’t tell Ruan Jiyan, wanting to give her a “surprise.” Now, it seemed her “surprise,” which was nothing special, had indeed worked.

Ruan Jiyan stared at Fu Qingyun’s profile. She wanted to find a flaw in the other person’s expression.

It looked like this was the real Fu Qingyun, no longer controlled by the original host’s body. She was not her.

“Sister…”

Ruan Jiyan called out to her. After meeting Fu Qingyun’s gaze, the words stuck in her throat were forcefully swallowed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just called out to you.”

“Walk slower. I can’t keep up with you.”

Zhou Wan was running behind, completely out of breath. Zhang Xiaolan ran down the bridge as if nothing was wrong, waving at Zhou Wan from the other end.

“Why are you so slow? If we don’t hurry, there will be a long line.”

Zhou Wan adjusted her shoulder bag and followed behind Zhang Xiaolan. She decided to walk leisurely. The cafeteria was still a long way from here, and Zhou Wan didn’t want to die of exhaustion halfway there.

“You go ahead.”

The crowd on the road grew denser. Zhou Wan was soon swallowed by the crowd. She took out her wired headphones and put them in to listen to music, not noticing Lin Lesheng behind her.

Lin Lesheng immediately spotted Zhou Wan in the crowd. Her aura was unique. Even mixed in the crowd, Lin Lesheng could recognize her immediately.

But even if she recognized her, so what? She had to maintain the correct distance from Zhou Wan. Fu Qingyun and Zhang Xiaolan, her two “advisors,” both told her this.

Be reserved. Always maintain distance.

As she walked up behind Zhou Wan, Lin Lesheng’s back was suddenly patted. She turned around and saw Xie Taotao, a girl from the same department.

“Hey, Lesheng, walking together?”

Zhou Wan heard the sentence as her phone switched songs. She wanted to turn back to look but restrained herself.

To her, Lin Lesheng was just a naive girl, immature and lacking responsibility. She was much more mature than her peers, so her choice of partner would definitely not be Lin Lesheng’s type.

She was reckless and impulsive, yet sometimes, Zhou Wan found her foolishly endearing.

She’s twenty years old. Why is she still acting like a child?

Zhou Wan had clearly sensed that Lin Lesheng liked her when she said those things to her last time, but liking someone didn’t mean anything.

Zhou Wan silently sighed in her heart. She only hoped Lin Lesheng would stop having any designs on her. At least that way, the two of them could still be friends.

When they reached the cafeteria, Zhou Wan saw Zhang Xiaolan holding a tray. The moment the girl saw her, she waved her arms, signaling her to come over.

“Zhou Zhou, hurry up and get your food. I bought you a serving.”

“You’re so good to me! I’m glad I treat you well.”

The cafeteria was getting crowded. Zhang Xiaolan was truly the Queen of Speed. Zhou Wan was worrying about where to sit when Zhang Xiaolan picked up the backpack she used to reserve the seat.

“Hurry up! I saved you a spot!”

“You’re the best.”

Zhou Wan complimented her sincerely. Sure enough, whenever she ate with Zhang Xiaolan, she never had to worry about a place to sit.

“I forgot to get soup. It’s winter melon and pork ribs soup today.”

“I’ll go,” Zhou Wan looked at the “great contributor” across from her with a grin: “I want to see with my own eyes if there are any ribs in the winter melon and pork ribs soup.”

She took a small bowl and prepared to get soup. The moment her right hand touched the ladle handle, another slender hand also reached for it.