Transmigrated as the Villain's Fiancée Who Seeks Death (GL) - Chapter 6

What kind of a dinner party??? Will there be a lot of food?

These were the only two questions Xia Rushui had, but seeing Jiang Xingzhi’s lowered head and absent smile, she wisely kept her mouth shut.

Jiang Xingzhi looked extremely busy. A laptop rested on her lap, a Bluetooth earphone was clipped to her ear, and she spoke sparingly, giving concise replies to the person on the other end of the call.

She didn’t speak much, and her words weren’t scolding, but just a few phrases were enough to make one’s scalp tingle, unsure how to respond.

Even Xia Rushui, the eavesdropper, felt psychological pressure. The spacious luxury car instantly felt stuffy, and she couldn’t breathe properly.

As for trivial questions about the little dinner party that was interrupting CEO Jiang’s schedule—a schedule worth tens of millions per minute—she dared not speak, and she dared not ask.

It was called an “evening” event, but preparations needed to start right away.

It was already the afternoon when Xia Rushui left school, and the dinner party was at seven. The bulk of the time in between would be spent on grooming and getting dressed.

Jiang Xingzhi took Xia Rushui to a gorgeously and elegantly decorated salon and handed her over to the stylist, Tony.

Tony looked at Xia Rushui for a long time and gave her a slightly intense makeup look. Xia Rushui initially thought it was too heavy, comparable to the original owner’s smokey eye.

She politely offered her suggestion, which Tony firmly rejected, “Darling, a bland, watery look doesn’t suit you. Your face cannot pull off the ‘pure little white lotus’ style.”

“……”

Fine. Anyway, I’m not the one paying. The one who pays gets to decide.

When everything was complete, Xia Rushui stared at her reflection for a moment.

Tony, as a big-name stylist, was certainly skilled. Xia Rushui had thought she would be shocking the crowd with a makeup job fit for the rural-urban fringe.

The slightly upturned wing of the eyeliner refined her overly gentle peach blossom eyes, giving her a naturally dignified and aloof air. She wore a brick-red lip gloss that was retro and natural, making her lips full and plump.

The original owner’s face was inherently aggressive. The eye makeup amplified this aggression, while the lips and face were softened and gentled, preventing the look from being overly cold and seductive.

Her long, wine-red hair was pinned up, revealing a clean, slender neck.

The makeup was beautiful, having three parts more tenderness than coldness, and three parts more coldness than tenderness—a perfect balance of intensity.

Xia Rushui didn’t immediately recognize the face in the mirror as her own.

By the time the hair and makeup were done, it was already six in the evening.

Jiang Xingzhi was still sitting on the sofa in the lounge, holding a video conference with someone opposite her. Wearing her wire-rimmed glasses, her gaze was clear and cool, and she looked energetic, showing no sign of fatigue.

As expected of the future major villain who will handle a thousand matters a day, she’s always so motivated, with endless stamina.

So many films and TV shows have demonstrated an age-old truth: the villains are the ones who are hardworking, serious, determined, and never give up.

Xia Rushui felt that Jiang Xingzhi was now personally demonstrating the self-cultivation of an excellent villain.

Jiang Xingzhi looked up from her computer, a flash of amazement crossed her eyes, quickly gone. Then she nodded, indicating her satisfaction with Xia Rushui’s look.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. The boss had nodded, so the next step was to change the saddle… oh, sorry, the clothes.

Tony’s professional skills were excellent. She began pairing outfits for Xia Rushui, one by one.

Jiang Xingzhi finally stopped her continuous video conference, allowing her employees to catch their breath and appreciate how wonderful it was to be alive.

The employees were happy, but Xia Rushui wasn’t so lucky.

The nitpicking demon CEO Jiang had changed her target of torment.

This realization dawned on Xia Rushui’s mind when Jiang Xingzhi had already passed on two dresses and she was changing into the third.

It turned out Xia Rushui’s feeling was correct.

After trying on the twelfth dress, Jiang Xingzhi was still not satisfied.

Xia Rushui was on the verge of a breakdown.

Finally, after changing into the sixteenth outfit, Jiang Xingzhi finally settled on a wine-red long dress.

Xia Rushui now thoroughly detested the number sixteen.

When the dress was finalized and it was time to choose shoes, Xia Rushui suddenly remembered a line from one of the ridiculous TV dramas she had once worked on as an extra.

She adapted a line from that show based on her current situation to amuse herself.

Today, the CEO of the Duomu family, Duomu Xingzhi, brought me, Rushui Ice Crystal? Butterfly’s Love? Wounded Snow? Cherry Dream Purple? Rich Woman? Xia, to a big-city clothing store. I changed into so many dresses and shoes that when I looked in the mirror, I practically didn’t recognize who the gorgeous girl in the mirror was.

“Pfft,” Xia Rushui’s giggle threshold was ridiculously low. She couldn’t stop laughing at the silly line, but she didn’t realize she was wearing high heels. She accidentally twisted her ankle.

Jiang Xingzhi was standing next to her. Unexpectedly, her first reaction when Xia Rushui suddenly twisted her ankle was to… immediately recoil three meters away like a rabbit…

“……”

Fortunately, Tony the stylist was quick and clever. In the instant Xia Rushui was about to make intimate contact with Mother Earth, she firmly grabbed her.

A tragedy was averted, and everyone’s suspended hearts dropped back into place.

Xia Rushui felt utterly despair toward “Duomu Xingzhi.”

Some people… are a lost cause.

Sure enough, there’s a reason why people in this world who are rich and powerful are still single.

It was definitely abnormal that she didn’t have a girlfriend at twenty-four.

A wife would never be possible; someone like Jiang Xingzhi would never have a wife in this lifetime.

She finally understood why Qin Zhenzhen, the female protagonist in the original novel, didn’t choose Jiang Xingzhi.

Indeed, the female protagonist’s eyesight is sharp. As the author’s cherished daughter, she must be paired with the best.

Xia Rushui’s favorability toward Shen Yishu, the female protagonist’s other half whom she hadn’t even met yet, instantly soared.

With the outfit selected, Jiang Xingzhi took Xia Rushui out of Tony’s store, and the two headed toward the party venue.

In the car, Jiang Xingzhi pulled out a blue velvet box from somewhere and handed it to Xia Rushui, “Put this on.”

The blue velvet box was not small; it didn’t look like a ring box. Xia Rushui curiously opened it.

Inside lay a shimmering ruby necklace, surrounded by a circle of tiny, sparkling crushed diamonds.

Xia Rushui was nearly blinded by the circle of diamonds.

This thing must be heavy, right???

Wouldn’t wearing it around her neck be like wearing a brick?

While not that exaggerated, the effect was more or less the same.

Xia Rushui wanted to refuse the thing.

Jiang Xingzhi refused her refusal. Seeing Xia Rushui still hesitant and dawdling, she couldn’t help but take the box from her hand and put the necklace around Xia Rushui’s neck.

She seemed to be doing this for the first time. She fumbled several times before she could clasp the delicate chain. Xia Rushui felt Jiang Xingzhi’s icy fingertips occasionally brush against the back of her neck, making her hair stand up. She shrugged.

“Don’t move!” Because of the necklace, Jiang Xingzhi was sitting very close to Xia Rushui. When she spoke, her warm breath sprayed close to Xia Rushui’s ear, making Xia Rushui twitch her ear.

The breath was warm and carried a hint of tea aroma, a different temperature from her fingers.

Xia Rushui guessed Jiang Xingzhi had just drunk clear tea.

But…

“Jiang Xingzhi, did you eat boiled sliced beef in chili oil at noon?” Xia Rushui wiggled her nose, suspicious.

“……No!”

Jiang Xingzhi was a little embarrassed and annoyed. Her stomach wasn’t great, but she had a penchant for spicy food. Previously, Xia Rushui had been careful to avoid making her spicy dishes, intending to help her soothe her stomach.

After all, she was living in Jiang Xingzhi’s house, eating her food and using her things, so Xia Rushui would take care of Jiang Xingzhi in passing.

Jiang Xingzhi quickly fastened the necklace onto Xia Rushui and then turned away, ignoring her.

*

They arrived at the banquet venue without a hitch. By the time they arrived, many people were already there, and the entire villa was brightly lit.

The place was enormous. Compared to Jiang Xingzhi’s three-story building, this luxurious and noble villa was an absolute dwarf—probably the difference between a giant and an ant…

Xia Rushui thought about it. Since she couldn’t afford either one, the difference between five million and five thousand yuan was the same to her. She had neither. Shrug.

With that thought, Xia Rushui immediately dropped her unsophisticated demeanor. She looked straight ahead and maintained a calm posture.

Jiang Xingzhi proactively offered her arm for Xia Rushui to link up with.

Jiang Xingzhi had also changed into a new suit—a custom-made black suit, precisely tailored and embroidered with a subtle pattern. The black suit didn’t look somber; instead, it made Jiang Xingzhi appear mature and steady, giving off an aura of composure, competence, and dignity.

Without her glasses, her eyes were sharp.

Even standing next to her, Xia Rushui felt a great distance between herself and Jiang Xingzhi.

Xia Rushui took Jiang Xingzhi’s offered arm and stepped out of the car. Jiang Xingzhi even took a moment to smooth her dress for her.

In heels, Xia Rushui was about the same height as Jiang Xingzhi. The two, dressed in black and red, complemented each other perfectly.

Xia Rushui thought to herself that if Jiang Xingzhi had worn green, they would have been an even better match.

Red and green, what a terrible sight.

She wasn’t used to wearing high heels and stumbled a lot. Jiang Xingzhi had to slow her pace to match hers, gritting her teeth as she reminded her, “Steady!”

Walking with a little bounce was like riding a roller coaster.

Jiang Xingzhi slightly regretted choosing high heels for her.

When the two finally made it, stumbling slightly, into the banquet hall, they instantly captured the attention of the entire room.

Was Jiang Xingzhi really that popular?

Suddenly being the focus of everyone’s attention made Xia Rushui feel unsettled and nervous.

Xia Rushui realized that the focus of everyone’s attention… besides Jiang Xingzhi, seemed to be on the ruby necklace hanging from her neck, which was heavy as a brick.

No! One! Was! Looking! At! Her!

Everyone’s eyes were surprised, and then they looked at Jiang Xingzhi with an unreadable expression.

What’s the meaning of this???

Xia Rushui, the core of the gossip, was completely dense and confused.

The most terrifying thing is becoming the center of gossip without realizing… what the heck is going on…

Jiang Xingzhi’s only request for Xia Rushui tonight could be summarized as: “Don’t talk.”

Xia Rushui found she was particularly good at summarizing Jiang Xingzhi’s long-winded nonsense in the most concise language.

Truly, people in leadership positions are so long-winded.

Jiang Xingzhi brought Xia Rushui to exchange pleasantries with a few people who came up to chat, and then took her to greet the hosts. Throughout, Xia Rushui strictly adhered to Jiang Xingzhi’s teaching, not saying a single word and maintaining a constant smile.

This seemed to be Ye Qingzhi’s grandfather’s birthday, but oddly, Ye Qingzhi hadn’t made an appearance.

Xia Rushui couldn’t imagine that Ye Qingzhi, who had eaten like a refugee escaping a famine the last time they saw each other, came from such a wealthy family.

If the food at the Ye family was bad, the Ye family chef’s skills needed improvement.

If no one in the Ye family ate, then the Ye family’s finances were in a bit of a crisis.

She casually glanced around out of boredom but didn’t see Ye Qingzhi’s figure.

She wondered what reason would prevent her from attending even her grandfather’s big birthday celebration.

Xia Rushui’s forced smile was about to freeze when Jiang Xingzhi finally let her go.

After half the event, Xia Rushui had only one conclusion: the banquet was a humanized banquet, but not everyone attending the banquet was necessarily human.

To the right of the hall was a very long table piled high with food. Xia Rushui locked onto her target and quickly headed toward the dining table.

After a whole afternoon of styling, she was so hungry her stomach was rumbling!

Before Xia Rushui could get close to the food table, a girl suddenly darted out and blocked her path.

The girl’s eyes were big and round, glistening with unshed tears. Her skin was fair and translucent, and she had red lips and white teeth. She wore a flowing white gauze dress and had the classic look of a well-behaved girl, appearing delicate and fragile.

Xia Rushui rarely developed an emotion toward a person, but she didn’t like this girl at first glance.

She felt an inexplicable distaste. Something about this girl seemed wrong.

Wait… her eyes…

Xia Rushui noticed it. The girl’s eyes didn’t match her overall appearance. What kind of look was it? She fell into contemplation.

“Sister, I’m so happy to see you. I was wrong last time. Will you forgive me, please?” the girl spoke. Her voice was clear and sweet, like jade beads dropping, immediately attracting the attention of those around them.

She spoke while gently holding and shaking Xia Rushui’s hand, acting like a little girl trying to coax someone.

Xia Rushui had once again become the center of attention. This feeling was very unpleasant and annoying.

“Sister, I promise next time I won’t…” Before the girl could finish her next sentence, Xia Rushui suddenly yanked her hand away!

The girl was a little stunned. Her empty hand clenched into a fist, loosely gathered in her palm. Her face was full of wronged and guilty expressions, “Sister, I’m sorry. It’s right that you don’t forgive me. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have…”

“Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom.”

Xia Rushui felt a throbbing burn in her palm, which grew increasingly painful. The stinging sensation kept coming, and she couldn’t stand it, so she spoke hastily.

No one noticed her panicked retreat; they only saw her unreasonable rejection.

Author’s Note:

Actually, CEO Jiang is treating Shui Shui like a child at this point, which is why her communication is so detailed~ Shui Shui just sees it as being long-winded~