3 – The Cold and Stern Little Cub
She gave a soft “Mm” and walked out of the bridal chamber, covering the side of her neck.
Only when the girl’s figure completely disappeared did Jiang Yu slightly furrow his brows and stride into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of running water echoed from inside.
Shi Yuan arrived at the room Jiang Yu had mentioned. The moment the door closed, she snapped out of the atmosphere from earlier. Pressing her lips together, she raised a hand to touch her ear.
Was it an illusion? Why did her ear feel so hot?
And it wasn’t just her ear. Her face, even her entire body, felt unusually strange!
Wasn’t it supposed to just set the mood? That soup was way too potent!
Shi Yuan washed her face, finally feeling a bit better. Lifting her small face, she gazed into the mirror before her.
In the reflection, strands of wet hair clung to her cheeks. Her exquisite bone structure paired with striking dark pupils resembled the finest gems, radiating an aura of icy allure.
This face was no different from the one she had in her previous life.
Shi Yuan let out a soft sigh. Well, it was better than being stuck with an unfamiliar face.
After drying her face, she lay down on the bed to distract herself from the chaotic thoughts and began sorting through the information she hadn’t had time to process.
The original host was the villainous cannon fodder in this book. After her parents died unexpectedly, they left her with a younger brother. The original host resented this burden and treated him poorly, adhering to the principle of keeping him barely alive.
Just as she was about to abandon him at an orphanage, Jiang Yu’s assistant showed up. He proposed a fake marriage with Jiang Yu. If she fulfilled the contract, she would receive thirty million.
Upon learning that Jiang Yu was not only the god-tier singer renowned for his unparalleled looks but also the hidden eldest son of the Jiang family, the original host agreed without hesitation. Jiang Yu even generously allowed her to bring her younger brother to the Jiang residence.
As for why the main antagonist sought out the original host, she only knew it was due to a prior agreement between their grandfathers.
As for the male and female leads of the book she had transmigrated into, aside from some general plot points and the female lead’s plot armor, she didn’t have much useful information.
Having somewhat organized her chaotic thoughts, Shi Yuan lay on the bed and let out a weary sigh. After struggling for so long to finally reach the position she wanted, she had to be killed by a falling rock!
Clenching her fists in frustration, she pulled the covers over her head.
Once the strange sensations in her body had completely faded, Shi Yuan drifted into a hazy sleep.
The next day, Shi Yuan took a moment to register the unfamiliar decor. But she quickly adapted to the reality of having transmigrated into a book.
After washing up, she changed into casual clothes and headed downstairs.
But as she descended just one flight, she spotted a small, slender figure at the stairwell.
Looking closer, she saw a little figure peeking out, round eyes wide as he watched her timidly.
Reading about him in her mind was one thing; seeing him in person was another.
Gazing at the adorably soft yet stern little cub, Shi Yuan felt her heart melt. She couldn’t understand how the original host could have been so cruel to him.
She crouched down and beckoned to him, “Come here.”
Zai Zai shrank back slightly but soon emerged from the corner.He took small steps until he stood before Shi Yuan.
In a soft, gentle voice, he called out, “Sister.”..”
The little cub before her appeared to be no more than four or five years old, yet he was dressed in clothes and shoes several sizes too large, making him seem even smaller than he was.
He looked utterly pitiful.
Shi Yuan reached out and took Zai Zai’s hand.
Then, despite the child’s obvious flinch, she pulled him into a tight embrace.