Lu Mingyuan stood up, his slender fingers leisurely buttoning his undone white shirt, covering the bite marks on his pale shoulders.
His deep, unfathomable black eyes held a hidden glint.
“We were just drunk and got into a fight. I didn’t expect it to attract so many people.”
His low, hoarse voice was as calm as still water. His pale, handsome face took on a sickly hue under the dim yellow light, and his sharp gaze carried the authority of someone in a high position.
Brother Hui’s pupils trembled, his cries of agony swallowed in his throat.
Who were these two? Their presence was overwhelming.
Had they kicked an iron plate?
Weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and softened his tone. “We received a report that there was inappropriate behavior between men and women here.”
Lu Mingyuan leaned back against the headboard, a white sheet covering his waist. He picked up the gold-rimmed glasses that had fallen by the bed and put them on. Instantly, his imposing aura diminished, transforming him into a gentle and refined intellectual.
“Inappropriate behavior between men and women? To catch someone in the act, you need evidence. Slander is illegal. Did you not learn discipline when you put on those red armbands?”
His voice, neither too loud nor too soft, carried an irresistible pressure.
The room fell silent.
Beads of sweat formed on Brother Hui’s forehead. For the first time, the red armband on his arm felt scorching hot. He gritted his teeth, suppressing the trembling rising from the depths of his soul, and whispered:
“We did, but when we receive a report, whether true or false, we must investigate. We won’t let a single rat in the gutter slip away. Please cooperate and come with us.”
No matter who they were, once they entered the GE Committee, they wouldn’t leave unscathed. The higher-ups had ordered that these people must be brought back at all costs.
Lu Mingyuan’s gaze grew colder. “You want to arrest people without evidence? You wield quite the authority.”
His slender, pale hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a work ID, tossing it over. His voice was icy. “Have your supervisor come see me.”
Brother Hui caught the small green booklet, his fingers trembling as if he had Parkinson’s disease. The sense of foreboding in his heart grew stronger.
With trembling hands, he opened it. When he saw the bold black characters inside, he nearly collapsed in fear.
He cursed inwardly. What rotten luck! How did someone from the capital end up in a small place like Haishi? Damn it, these big shots were fighting their battles, using small fry like him as cannon fodder.
Now he was caught between a rock and a hard place. If he failed to bring them back, his position as team leader was over.
But… he couldn’t afford to offend this important figure. Otherwise, his entire family might end up dead without even knowing why.
Taking a deep breath, he held the work ID with both hands and respectfully returned it. “It seems this was all a misunderstanding. However, when we entered, we saw a thief jump out the window and flee. Our people are already in pursuit. Please wait a moment, comrades, and check if any valuable items are missing.”
Catching adulterers had turned into catching thieves. There was no evidence now, but once they caught the person, even if he were the emperor himself, he would have to face the law.
Brother Hui lowered his head to hide the cold glint in his eyes, a slight smirk curling his lips.
Jumped out the window?
Ji Xiao and Lu Mingyuan tensed, their fists clenching under the sheet, veins bulging on the backs of their hands.
This was the second floor. How could a woman who had just been ravaged jump without getting hurt?
Yet, to avoid implicating them, she had resolutely leaped from the window…
Meanwhile, Su Nuannuan stood outside the Ji family’s door, covering her mouth as she sneezed and rubbing her sore legs.
“System, I jumped from the building. Those people shouldn’t have caught up. Does this count as a successful escape?”
【Congratulations, Host, on completing the escape mission. Reward: Health Points +2】
【Current Beauty Points: 10】
【Physique Points: 0, scrawny bean sprout】
【Voice Points: 40, soft and gentle】
【Health Points: 12, on the brink of death】
【Combat Power: 0, weakling】
【Awakened Skill: Delicate and Boneless】
Su Nuannuan touched her chest. The two Health Points didn’t seem to make much difference—this body was still as weak as a machine on the verge of breaking down.
【The System detects that the Host’s body is in a state of extreme exhaustion. Please find shelter and rest as soon as possible.】
Su Nuannuan looked at the locked door. The house was pitch-black inside, clearly no one cared whether she stayed out all night.
This was the home marked by the System for her, yet she had no memory of it at all.
“Xiao Qi, can you give me this body’s memories?”
【Yes, but receiving memories will cause a slight amount of pain. Does the Host choose to receive them?】
“Receive.” Su Nuannuan had no other choice. To live peacefully in this era, she couldn’t act too strangely. She needed the original owner’s identity.
【Memory transmission begins!】
Suddenly, a sharp pain surged into her mind like a tidal wave.
Su Nuannuan staggered backward, clutching her head. The overwhelming memories felt like an electric drill, making her tremble all over.
【This is what you call a slight amount of pain?!】
A pink demonic pig holding a trident and flapping bat wings jumped out, dancing before her eyes with a sinister grin.
【For a normal person, this pain is slight. But I just increased your sensitivity tenfold, hehe.】
Leaning against the wall, Su Nuannuan broke out in a cold sweat, her vision blurring. “007, you… you’re just great!”
【No need to thank me. You’ll discover the benefits of tenfold sensitivity later.】
“Get lost!” Su Nuannuan growled the word through gritted teeth.
The Succubus 007 shuddered and vanished.
After a long while, she steadied herself against the wall and stood up. Her back was soaked, her clothes clinging to her skin. The summer night breeze swept over her, sending shivers down her spine.
Staring helplessly at the starry sky, the civilized part of her wanted to curse for the first time.
She had actually transmigrated into the villainous female supporting character of a period PO novel.
Her parents were martyrs, and she was adopted by the Ji family at the age of ten. However, Mother Ji never treated her well. Living under someone else’s roof gradually twisted her, and to ruin Ji Xue, the family’s beloved, she slipped a sow breeding drug into Ji Xue’s drink during a family banquet.
But by a twist of fate, she ended up drinking it herself.
The original owner decided to go along with the mistake. She went to the guesthouse to find her adoptive brother, Ji Xiao, and called the Red Guards to catch him, all to force Ji Xiao to marry her.
After marriage, the two treated each other with icy respect. After three years of living as a neglected wife, the original owner snapped and reported the Ji family, causing the entire family to be exiled to the remote northwest, where most of them, young and old, perished.
Later, she was strangled to death by Ji Xiao.
Ji Xue, as the female lead of the book, was forcibly doted on by powerful men throughout the story—on trains, in the countryside, in caves—the two were constantly racing ahead.
And her role? To bring about the downfall of the Ji family and catalyze the relationship between the male and female leads.
Su Nuannuan rubbed her forehead in frustration.
The original owner was truly a master at digging her own grave.
One pit deeper than the next.
Supporting her exhausted body, she felt her way along the wall to a stone step, stepped onto it with practiced ease, and jumped into the courtyard.
“Finally decided to come back? A girl staying out all night like some hooligan—what kind of behavior is that?” A cold, stern woman’s voice suddenly rang out in the dark courtyard.
Click.
The courtyard lights were switched on, casting a bright glow over Su Nuannuan, illuminating her disheveled state.
Her faded floral shirt, washed to a pale hue, clung damply to her body, while shocking red marks dotted her neck.