Pain!
A deep, bone-aching soreness instantly dragged Song Kening out of her hazy consciousness.
Every bone in her body felt as though she’d just finished a marathon carrying heavy weights. She didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.
She struggled to open her heavy eyelids.
Why was she looking at a man’s chest?
Could she have woken up in the wrong position?
Song Kening closed her eyes and opened them again.
Why was Lu Zhiyu’s chest still there?
Her heart suddenly clenched.
She hurriedly looked down and tremblingly lifted a corner of the blanket.
Her fair, delicate skin was covered in countless bluish-red marks, painfully obvious against her skin. They wound down from her slender collarbones, their suggestive traces impossible to ignore.
She stiffly turned her head toward the side.
That handsome face was still peacefully asleep.
This wasn’t a dream!
She had really transmigrated into the overbearing-CEO novel The Salvation of the Obsessive Big Shot that she’d been reading.
And she’d become a scapegoat who happened to share the vicious female supporting character’s name!
Song Kening’s mind went “boom,” leaving only one frantic thought screaming inside her head.
Run!
Run right now!
Every second she stayed would mean trouble!
Holding her breath, she carefully lifted the blanket.
The moment her feet touched the floor, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed onto her knees.
“Ah—”
She bit down hard on her lower lip, forcing herself to stand despite the weakness, then frantically searched for her clothes.
The outfit she’d carefully chosen for her first day at work had now been torn into a pile of scraps.
There wasn’t even enough left to piece it back together.
Song Kening picked up the pile of ruined fabric, on the verge of tears.
Damn! Are all the overbearing CEOs in novels this violent? Are they addicted to ripping people’s clothes apart?
She had no choice but to resign herself to putting on the hotel’s bathrobe.
Fortunately, her canvas shoes were still perfectly intact.
Just as she slipped her foot into the last shoe, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.
Song Kening’s entire body jolted.
“Song Kening.”
The man’s deep, hoarse, pleasant voice sounded from behind her, yet the chill in it seemed to seep straight into her bones.
The force of his hand made her turn around.
She came face-to-face with the man’s dark, intimidating expression.
“You drugged me.”
“You—you—you… I… didn’t…”
“What? You dare do it but don’t dare admit it?”
Lu Zhiyu moved his hand to Song Kening’s chin and rubbed it roughly, his eyes filled with icy coldness.
Overbearing CEOs always love grabbing someone’s neck or squeezing their chin.
There’s no doubt about it. I’ve definitely transmigrated into a novel.
Song Kening finally came back to her senses.
She stared straight at him, her eyes filled with nervousness.
“It wasn’t me! Really, it wasn’t me!”
“The one who drugged you was another Song Kening. She just happens to have the same name as me!”
Lu Zhiyu’s thin lips curled into a mocking smile.
He clearly didn’t believe a word she said.
Song Kening grew even more anxious.
“Look carefully! I have an oval face. The woman who drugged you has a narrow, melon-seed-shaped face. Are you face-blind or something? Can’t you tell the difference?”
Lu Zhiyu’s gaze darkened completely.
“You think I’m blind? You went to all this trouble to climb into my bed. Wasn’t it because you wanted to force me to marry you?”
“Don’t worry. I, Lu Zhiyu, would rather remain single for the rest of my life than marry a scheming, vicious woman like you.”
Song Kening was so angry her liver hurt.
Not only was this man face-blind, he wouldn’t listen to reason either!
Suddenly, she remembered the bag the vicious female supporting character had left behind.
She immediately broke free from Lu Zhiyu, picked up the bag, and rummaged through it.
The household registration booklet was still there.
But the ID card bearing the female supporting character’s narrow, melon-seed-shaped face was nowhere to be found!
“How could this happen…?”
Song Kening stood frozen in place, her heart sinking halfway into despair.
Without the ID card, how could she prove her innocence?
The household registration booklet didn’t even have a photo.
What good was it as proof?
Just then, Lu Zhiyu’s phone suddenly rang.
He answered it.
After hearing only one sentence, his expression became frighteningly grim.
“I understand.”
He hung up and silently began getting dressed.
His movements were swift and elegant, the refined bearing ingrained in his very bones. Even when he was on the verge of exploding with rage, not a trace of disorder could be seen.
Song Kening opened her mouth, wanting to explain one more time.
But Lu Zhiyu had already strode to the door and pulled it open.
His footsteps stopped for half a second.
Without looking back, he said,
“Don’t appear in front of me again. Otherwise, don’t blame me for what happens next.”
Song Kening stood there aggrieved.
What kind of situation was this?!
On her very first day after transmigrating into the novel, she’d become someone else’s scapegoat, been misunderstood by an overbearing CEO, had no money, and didn’t even have a complete set of clothes!
Forget it!
She needed to leave this place of trouble first!
Oh, right.
Birth control pills!
She couldn’t afford to end up with a child.
Wrapped in the oversized hotel bathrobe, Song Kening awkwardly made her way to the hotel lobby.
The front desk receptionist gave her a knowing look, her eyes sweeping meaningfully over Song Kening from head to toe.
Song Kening forced herself to keep a calm expression, held her head high, and walked out.
Fortunately, this was an upscale hotel in the city center, and there was a pharmacy just a short distance away.
Song Kening took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
“Hello. What do you need?”
The employee took one look at the bathrobe she was wearing and immediately understood what was going on.
“Emergency contraceptive pills.”
Song Kening forced herself to say it.
The employee turned around, retrieved the medicine, and handed it to her.
“That’ll be 105.”
Song Kening reached into the bathrobe pocket.
Nothing.
She checked the other pocket.
Still nothing!
Oh no.
She didn’t have a single cent on her!
Her canvas bag from the real world hadn’t come with her.
Neither had her phone.
Song Kening awkwardly forced a smile.
“Um… could I pay later? I forgot to bring any money. I live nearby. I’ll definitely come back and pay you!”
The smile on the employee’s face stiffened.
They began looking her up and down again.
Messy hair, hotel bathrobe…
No matter how you looked at her, she seemed like someone who’d gone out to fool around and now couldn’t pay the bill.
“Sorry, no.”
Song Kening had no choice but to leave the pharmacy dejectedly.
Wrapped in a bathrobe, she wandered the streets.
She couldn’t even afford emergency contraception.
Was there anyone more miserable than her among all the people who had transmigrated into novels?
Wait!
The plot!
She suddenly slapped her forehead.
In the original novel, the vicious female supporting character drugged Lu Zhiyu in an attempt to force him into marriage.
According to the plot, it would be three months before Lu Zhiyu was framed by his brothers and went bankrupt.
On the very day he went bankrupt, Lu Zhiyu managed to obtain a loan, only for the female supporting character to take the money and run.
Because of health-related circumstances, she couldn’t terminate the pregnancy. She eventually gave birth and abandoned the child with Lu Zhiyu.
Three years later, Lu Zhiyu made a comeback.
The female supporting character returned to cause trouble, claiming to be the child’s biological mother and demanding money from Lu Zhiyu.
She even framed the female protagonist.
In the end, Lu Zhiyu turned the tables and sent her to the Golden Triangle.
The Golden Triangle…
Anyone could imagine what kind of fate awaited her there.
But now!
The entire plot had been thrown into chaos!
The real female supporting character hadn’t slept with him.
She had!
The real female supporting character had run away.
She had stayed behind!
And the real female supporting character’s ID card had mysteriously disappeared!
Then what would happen next?
Would Lu Zhiyu still go bankrupt according to the original plot?
Song Kening’s eyes suddenly lit up.
She had an idea!
Go find Lu Zhiyu!
After all, whether he went bankrupt or not, it wouldn’t happen until three months later.
As long as he still had money now, that was enough.
She didn’t need much.
Just a little.
Enough to buy emergency contraceptive pills, get herself a change of clothes, and rent a small place.
Once she had the money, she would immediately cut ties with him.
She wouldn’t ask him to take responsibility.
He hated the vicious female supporting character so much that he would definitely be willing to pay some money to settle the matter.
Perfect!