Title: Transmigrated as the Betrothed of the Yandere Villain
Synopsis:
Zhong Ning transmigrated into a book and became a cannon fodder character who, due to being outrageously arrogant and abusive towards the villain, ended up having her legs broken, her voice poisoned mute, locked away in a room, and spent the rest of her life dependent on others to care for her—ultimately dying in a fire at the sanatorium.
Coincidentally, she arrived right when her entire family was pressuring her to get married and urging her to quickly go to the villain’s family.
Recalling the ending in the novel, Zhong Ning didn’t hesitate—she packed herself up and delivered herself straight to the villain’s doorstep.
After a wild night, the villain Xie Shiqing was very satisfied and said, “We’re marrying as part of a deal. One marking, fifty million.”
Zhong Ning: Didn’t dare to refuse!
Later, she learned that Xie Shiqing had long suffered from severe pheromone imbalance, and witnessed her taking a handful of bitter pills every day.
Zhong Ning: So pitiful!
Xie Shiqing: “I lost my eyes in a car accident. My parents also died because of it.”
Zhong Ning: Too pitiful!
Although Xie Shiqing could be moody at times, easily jealous, sulky without saying a word, and often said the opposite of what she meant, the moment she crooked her finger and called her “Ning Ning, darling…” in that honeyed voice, Zhong Ning, who had been single for over twenty years, immediately fell into the trap of sweet entanglement —utterly defeated, she tumbled into a sweet sea of love.
In Zhong Ning’s eyes, Xie Shiqing’s mood swings were just symptoms of her physical ailments. Her sharp words were a means of self-protection. Her gloom and bitterness, a tool to hide the sensitivity and vulnerability of her blindness.
Facing her lawful wife, a great surge of tenderness rose in her heart. “I’ve been very lucky. I believe your eyes will soon recover, trust me.”
Xie Shiqing curled her red lips and let out a voice as sweet and soft as honey, “Thank you, Ning Ning, for caring about me.”
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Xie Shiqing was reborn—back to the time before the Xie family was swallowed up and before she lost everything. Everything around her remained the same, except for Zhong Ning.
She thought this woman was cozying up to her just to compete for the Zhong family inheritance.
Watching Zhong Ning circle around her endlessly, Xie Shiqing suddenly smiled, hooked her fingers into her collar, and yanked her forward, making her stumble and fall into her arms. Inhaling the scent of grapefruit blossoms, Xie Shiqing felt her body heating up, surrendering to the rising wave of desire.
Since she was so obedient, keeping the girl by her side to treat her pheromone disorder wasn’t entirely unacceptable.
Once she recovered, she could simply cast her aside.
Xie Shiqing basked in Zhong Ning’s care, demanded kisses and the service of her tongue, gentle caresses. As the soft lips brushed over her gland, she panted and collapsed, her face flushed like clouds, but her heart remained distant—as cold as a detached moon.
But over time, she gradually realized—this Zhong Ning was not the same person in the past life.
Looking back on the love-laced words she had once said, every word had been sincere. The girl’s feelings had been genuine, and yet she had responded with suspicion and malice.
It turned out, the despicable one had always been herself.
The woman that had been driven into a corner, laughing hysterically and cursing at her to be forsaken by all was no more.
Xie Shiqing calmly wiped her hands and, surrounded by her loved ones, walked away from the wails of the defeated. Suddenly, the butler sent a message: Zhong Ning just dragged her suitcase and left.
Xie Shiqing’s nonchalant expression instantly froze. Her face turned as pale as death.
“What did you say?”
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Zhong Ning had always believed—on her own—that she and Xie Shiqing had fallen in love. From the bottom of her heart, she wanted to soothe Xie Shiqing’s past wounds and warm her with love.
Until one day, the so-called female lead sister sent over a video.
In the footage, Xie Shiqing’s eyes drooped at the corners, and her red lips whispered softly:
“Not a single person from the Zhong family will be spared. Zhong Ning? Heh, just a toy.”
So it had all just been her own wishful thinking.
She deleted all contacts and moved to a new place. Who would’ve expected that during a livestream gacha pull that night, Xie Shiqing would kick down the door, slam her onto the desk, and guide her hand under her shirt down to her waist. Her voice trembled with helplessness.
“Leaving just like that? Didn’t last night feel good?”
Chapter 1
The room was dim and unlit. Half-asleep, Zhong Ning felt her entire body burning up, as if she had been tossed into an oven, the heat steaming her until her head spun in a daze.
Did she forget to turn on the air conditioning?
She groggily lifted her hand and reached toward where she remembered the bedside table to be. The moment she moved, she realized something was wrong.
There was something pressing down on her lower abdomen, and both sides of her body were tightly sandwiched. In her half-conscious state, she thought maybe a cat had climbed into bed. She reached out, only for her fingertips to touch smooth, warm skin.
She jolted awake.
“Ah—ah!”
Before she could even react, a rich, faintly medicinal scent with a bitter-sweet aftertaste suddenly filled the air. In the next moment, her hand was grabbed and pulled into searing warmth.
A low moan, sweet as honey, escaped. Zhong Ning broke out in a light sweat, feeling like tiny flaming moths were searing her skin, making her mouth dry, her tongue parched, her gums itched. Any trace of clarity she had regained instantly evaporated.
It must be a spring dream…
Zhong Ning’s head buzzed, as if something was about to burst out, pounding against the strings of her heart. She didn’t know where her strength came from, but she suddenly flipped the person on top of her over, pressing them underneath. Guided by instinct, she deeply inhaled the woman’s scent.
Her lips slowly traced down her spine, finally pausing at the nape of her neck, and in a trance-like state, she bit down.
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It was like releasing all the tension of an entire day, then soaking in a hot spring, followed by a full-body massage by a skilled therapist. When she woke up the next day, she felt utterly relaxed—every inch of her body at ease.