“It hurts let go!”
Half-asleep and groggy, He Ruchu felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if someone were gripping it tightly.
As she struggled and opened her eyes, she discovered that the unfinished red-brick and concrete room before her looked nothing like her own bedroom.
And there was also a handsome man in front of her.
His sharply defined face was only inches away, his expression icy cold.
A pair of deep, intense eyes stared fixedly at her, faint veins bulging at his temples.
Sweat streamed freely down his neck, soaking the pillow and bedsheets beneath him.
Only then did He Ruchu realize their position.
She was sitting directly on top of the man.
The intimate and ambiguous posture made her face flush pink.
Forgetting the pain in her wrist, she quickly pulled free from his grip and pushed herself off him.
Seeing this, the man also tried to get up, but the moment he moved, he let out a muffled groan.
Lowering her gaze, He Ruchu couldn’t help asking worriedly,
“Are you okay?”
As if he hadn’t heard her at all, the man took a deep breath and struggled to his feet.
“I, Shen Siyuan, don’t need your fake concern!”
Shen Siyuan?!
He Ruchu sucked in a sharp breath.
So she had transmigrated into a novel!
And not just any novel she had become the vicious female supporting character who shared her exact name in a period romance she had read before.
Realizing this, she wanted nothing more than to die on the spot.
Back when she had read the novel, she’d noticed that the villainess was also named He Ruchu.
The original character was a genuine rich beauty from a privileged family, but she had been spoiled rotten by her relatives and had grown up unruly and self-centered.
As soon as she arrived in Beijing with her newly promoted father, she fell in love at first sight with Shen Siyuan, the golden prince of the military compound.
Unfortunately, Shen Siyuan had absolutely no interest in her.
After all her efforts to pursue him failed, the original He Ruchu resorted to extreme measures.
According to the novel, she lured the male lead to an abandoned warehouse and drugged him, intending to force a relationship and make him marry her.
Even after being drugged, however, Shen Siyuan relied on sheer willpower to stay conscious and rejected her.
During their struggle, the enraged original owner grabbed a sharp object from the ground and injured his most private area.
Then she tore his clothes apart and deliberately attracted a crowd of onlookers.
Seeing a man and woman alone together in a room, both disheveled, everyone began gossiping wildly.
Although Shen Siyuan had been injured and publicly disgraced, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and marry her.
Already disliking her, he came to despise her completely.
After marriage, the original owner continued causing trouble, bullying the heroine and provoking Shen Siyuan, eventually meeting a miserable end.
Oh God.
She had transmigrated right into this point of the story.
The male lead had already been injured.
How was she supposed to clean up the mess the original owner had left behind?
Meanwhile, Shen Siyuan was already standing and straightening his rumpled clothes.
Perhaps because of the pain, his tall frame was slightly hunched, and even his movements seemed slower than usual.
Thinking about the disaster the original owner had created, He Ruchu wanted to scream at the sky.
Acting on her instincts as a doctor, she carefully said,
“Shen Siyuan, I know some medicine. Your injury seems pretty serious. Let me take a look first?”
The moment she finished speaking, the man’s hand shot to his belt, gripping it tightly.
Filled with suspicion, he glared at her.
“He Ruchu, what exactly are you trying to do now?!”
He Ruchu looked innocent.
She genuinely only wanted to examine his injury.
Their eyes met for several seconds before her gaze drifted downward to his partially rolled-up sleeve.
His arm was lean and powerful, every muscle line firm and well-defined.
And equally impossible to ignore was the anger radiating from him.
Closing his eyes, Shen Siyuan suppressed the turmoil in his heart, the nearly uncontrollable agitation in his body, and the intense pain he was enduring.
Through clenched teeth, he forced out two words:
“Get out.”
Even if he died, he wouldn’t let go.
Nor would he let her have her way.
Seeing his dark expression, He Ruchu spoke even more cautiously.
Her soft voice unconsciously took on a persuasive tone.
“Shen Siyuan, you can think of me as a doctor. In a doctor’s eyes, there is no distinction between men and women.
You can rest assured. I really don’t mean you any harm. I simply want to examine your injury…”
Though she wasn’t a specialist in men’s health, her modern clinical medical experience should be enough to assess the situation.
After all, she was partly responsible for this.
And the male lead was quite handsome.
She definitely didn’t want him to end up as the novel described.
Spending the rest of his life unable to function as a man.
Hearing her words, Shen Siyuan let out a cold snort.
No ill intentions?
If his current miserable state hadn’t been entirely caused by the woman standing before him, he might actually have believed her lies.
Too annoyed to waste another word, all he wanted now was to leave as quickly as possible.
He walked past He Ruchu toward the door.
But before he could reach it, a chaotic flurry of footsteps sounded outside.
Along with them came several anxious voices.
“Ruchu! Ruchu!”
Caught completely off guard, Shen Siyuan had no time to react before the door was kicked open from the outside and a group of people rushed in.
Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit.
Shen Siyuan recognized him immediately.
It was He Ruchu’s father, He Yaoguang.
Beside him stood He Ruchu’s mother, Zhao Qiaoyun.
Looking at the crowd and connecting it with everything that had just happened, Shen Siyuan instantly understood.
His deep eyes narrowed.
After withdrawing his gaze, he glanced back at the woman behind him.
The coldness in his eyes was practically overflowing.
The moment He Ruchu met his gaze, she understood exactly what he was thinking.
Staring back with a bewildered expression, she wanted to shout:
“I’m innocent!”
The novel clearly stated that the original owner had deliberately screamed to attract attention.
But after transmigrating here, she had been perfectly quiet—even speaking in little more than a whisper.
So how had they still been “caught in the act”?
Why was the situation different from what the novel described?
Seeing her innocent expression, Shen Siyuan laughed in anger.
This woman really knew how to act.
In over twenty years of life, he had never been humiliated as badly as he was today.
“Y-you…!”
Seeing the scene before him, He Yaoguang’s face instantly turned red with fury.
Trembling with rage, he glared at Shen Siyuan and demanded,
“You little brat! What have you done to my daughter?!”