Category: You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration]

  • You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration] 5

    Chapter 5: Transmigrated as the Abused Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

    Xin Yao sat stiffly, her slender fingers intertwined and gripping the fabric of her skirt.

    Her knuckles were white from the force of her grip, the silk wrinkling beneath her fingers like a delicate, crushed flower.

    As the illusory snake tail, persistently climbing her thigh, neared her fingertips, she recoiled as if burned.

    The memories of that night were too vivid, the timing too inappropriate, the current situation too terrifying.

    Xin Yao felt disoriented, unsure if she had even heard Pei Yu’s question.

    It took a moment for her to collect herself.

    “No, I just…” She glanced at Pei Yu, still the picture of cool elegance, then quickly averted her gaze, her voice dry. “I have a stomachache. I need to use the restroom.”

    It was a lie, of course.

    Not only was her stomach fine, her eyesight was impeccable. She could see every scale on the snow-white snake tail currently coiled around her thigh, its head tilted inquisitively.

    She needed an excuse to leave.

    As for why? No reason. Just…run.

    She hoped that if she got far enough away, Pei Yu’s tail would loosen its grip and release her.

    The question was, would President Pei let her go so easily?

    Xin Yao looked at Pei Yu, her fingers nervously fidgeting with her skirt, hoping she wouldn’t object.

    Her pleading gaze was so obvious that Pei Yu paused, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. “Do you need me to accompany you?”

    Ah, the tail’s wrapped too tight. She’s subconsciously treating me like her possession.

    In reality, we’re strangers who just met today. I don’t need her permission.

    Xin Yao relaxed slightly, relieved, but still worried that Pei Yu might actually follow her. She quickly stood up.

    “No, no, thank you.”

    Her abrupt movement startled the snake tail, which lost its grip and fell with a thud against the armrest. It sounded painful.

    Xin Yao winced but didn’t look back, hurrying away.

    After a few steps, she felt a twinge of regret. Her reaction had been too stiff. Had Pei Yu noticed anything?

    Fortunately, as she moved further away, the snake tail around her leg slowly loosened its grip.

    The disoriented tail, which had been clinging to her so tightly, gradually uncoiled, sliding down her leg.

    As the distance increased, it continued to slide down, barely holding on to her ankle.

    Soon, it lost its grip on her ankle, only the very tip of its tail still clinging to her.

    Even then, it refused to give up, stretching taut as the distance between them grew.

    Finally, as Xin Yao continued to walk away, it lost its hold and fell to the floor with a slap, thrashing in frustration.

    Xin Yao breathed a sigh of relief. President Pei wasn’t going to follow her to the restroom after all.

    Though the tail had released her, the lingering sensation of its cold, smooth scales against her skin sent shivers down her spine.

    It was a stark reminder of the other woman’s cold-blooded nature.

    Xin Yao felt a sudden urge to look back.

    She glanced over her shoulder. Pei Yu sat in the soft light filtering from the stage, her figure cloaked in an aura of mystery and aloofness.

    With Xin Yao gone, she seemed to have relaxed her rigid posture, leaning back slightly.

    One arm was draped elegantly over the back of the chair, her hand supporting her chin, half her face bathed in light, the other half in shadow.

    Her massive white snake tail swayed languidly, its movements betraying a hint of impatience.

    Amidst the opulent atmosphere of the auction, the interplay of light and shadow, the stark white tail and the beautiful woman’s face created a strangely captivating, almost surreal image.

    Then, as the stage lights shifted, the tail that had been entwined around Xin Yao vanished, replaced by Pei Yu’s long, elegant legs.

    As if the whole thing had been a figment of Xin Yao’s imagination.

    But Xin Yao knew better.

    Just then, the stage lights brightened, and Xin Yao saw that Pei Yu was watching her.

    Had she been watching her all along? Or had she simply noticed Xin Yao’s gaze?

    Their eyes met, their gazes locking in a silent exchange that seemed to stretch on forever.

    It lasted only a second, but Xin Yao, caught staring once again, quickly averted her gaze and turned away, her back burning under the other woman’s scrutiny.

    She clenched her hands, ignoring the lingering warmth, and quickened her pace.

    Half an hour later, Xin Yao stood in the spacious, elegantly decorated restroom, washing her hands with cold water.

    The icy water chilled her fingertips, but her mind was clear.

    She looked at her reflection in the mirror, her beautiful face pale and composed, and thought.

    She might have forgotten that night, but Pei Yu hadn’t.

    Would Pei Yu think she was pretending not to recognize her? What would she be feeling – anger, annoyance, or indifference?

    But Pei Yu had been the one to leave first. Hadn’t that implied she didn’t care?

    Even if she did, Xin Yao had left a note.

    Why was Pei Yu here tonight?

    Surely not to…capture her?

    Or did snakes have a strong possessive instinct towards those they had…claimed?

    The more she thought about it, the less she wanted to leave the restroom.

    She didn’t know how to face Miss Pei, not as the woman she had shared a night with, nor as the lamia she truly was.

    But now, calmer, she realized that Pei Yu hadn’t shown any hostility, any intention to harm her.

    In fact, for someone so aloof, Pei Yu had been remarkably kind.

    Except for the…tail incident.

    Xin Yao’s initial reaction had been pure fear. It was understandable. Waking up after a one-night stand to discover your partner was a snake, who was now sitting beside you, entwining herself around you… anyone would be terrified.

    But she still didn’t want to go back.

    She stalled, hoping to stay in the restroom until the gala ended. Then she could just say a quick goodbye and leave.

    As she stood there, lost in thought, the unthinkable happened.

    Click, click.

    The distinct sound of high heels on the polished floor echoed from the previously silent hallway outside. The sound was crisp, elegant, and aloof.

    Each step was evenly spaced, half a second apart, slow and deliberate, a clear indication of the person’s cold, methodical nature.

    Xin Yao knew only one person who walked like that.

    She looked towards the door, and, as expected, it was the very person she had been thinking about.

    Pei Yu, in her flowing gown, entered the restroom.

    The warm lighting illuminated her pale skin, making it seem almost translucent.

    Her long, slender legs, visible through the high slit of her dress, were breathtakingly beautiful, her black high heels clicking softly against the floor.

    As she looked up, her white eyelashes, tipped with gold in the soft light, softened the intensity of her captivating red eyes, giving her an ethereal, almost otherworldly appearance.

    She was stunning, yet Xin Yao froze at the sight of her, her breath catching in her throat.

    Miss Pei.

    It’s Miss Pei.

    She’s come for me.

    The thought sent a shiver down her spine. Instinctively, she took a step back as Pei Yu approached.

    But she was already standing close to the sink. Her back bumped against the cool porcelain, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

    Perhaps it was Xin Yao’s wide-eyed expression, or perhaps her obvious attempt to escape, but Pei Yu paused, her eyes flickering.

    Then, instead of stopping, she continued walking towards Xin Yao.

    Step by step.

    The click of her heels echoed in the quiet restroom.

    Like a predator slowly closing in.

    Xin Yao felt a surge of panic, but the cold porcelain against her back reminded her that there was nowhere to run.

    She could only watch as the imposing President Pei approached, stopping mere inches away.

    Pei Yu’s presence was overwhelming, her height adding to the sense of intimidation. She towered over Xin Yao.

    Even without speaking, her gaze was enough to make Xin Yao’s knees weak.

    Her hands, pressed against the sink behind her, turned white. She leaned back, wishing she could melt into the wall.

    Pei Yu observed her reaction, her expression unreadable, her fingers toying with the hem of her dress.

    Then, she slowly lowered her head, her face inches from Xin Yao’s, their eyes locking.

    The distance between them was no longer just intimate; it was invasive.

    Xin Yao could smell her faint, cool fragrance, see the captivating red of her eyes, feel the warmth of her breath against her skin.

    She thought Pei Yu was going to kiss her.

    But she didn’t.

    “Miss Xin,” Pei Yu murmured, her voice low and husky, “you seem rather afraid of me.”

  • You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration] 4

    Chapter 4: Transmigrated as the Abused Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

    “Pei Yu.”

    T/N: Yu: Jade

    Just as Xin Yao thought the brief, formal exchange was over, the cool, elegant woman beside her spoke again.

    Xin Yao realized it was the icy beauty’s name.

    Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful person. She understood that it was her turn to introduce herself. “Xin Yao.”

    “Xin Yao,” Pei Yu murmured, testing the name on her tongue, then looked up, her gaze hidden behind her sunglasses. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Xin.”

    A pleasure…

    Something felt off.

    It must be my imagination. Just polite small talk.

    “The pleasure is all mine,” Xin Yao replied.

    The slightly awkward exchange finally ended.

    With Pei Yu’s arrival, the charity gala, the event countless people had clamored to attend, was about to begin.

    The lights dimmed, focusing on the stage where the items for auction would be displayed.

    The chattering crowd quieted, their attention turning to the upcoming auction.

    Xin Yao, relieved, shifted her gaze from Pei Yu and sat up straight, breathing a sigh of relief.

    Conversing with such a cold, powerful person was incredibly nerve-wracking. She had been running out of things to say.

    Perhaps because she consciously tried to avoid focusing on President Pei, or perhaps because she was captivated by the novelty of the auction, Xin Yao gradually relaxed and began to observe the proceedings with interest.

    The Pei Corporation’s auctioneer, poised and experienced, expertly built up the excitement and anticipation in the room.

    The first item, an ancient painting by a renowned artist, immediately captivated Xin Yao.

    The artist, unrecognized during his lifetime, had lived in poverty, his talent unappreciated. He died young, leaving behind few authenticated works.

    Xin Yao was surprised to see one here.

    The attendees might lack other things, but they certainly weren’t short on money or a passion for collecting.

    The painting’s price quickly soared, leaving Xin Yao speechless and the system dog yelping in her mind.

    Not every item was a rare treasure. Xin Yao seized the opportunity to bid on two small ornaments, fulfilling her goal for the evening.

    She couldn’t afford anything else, but she wanted to contribute to the charity. This was a perfect, low-key way to do so.

    The next item, however, immediately caught her eye, making her sit up straighter.

    Bathed in the spotlight, a beautiful, blood-red ruby shimmered within a black velvet box, its facets catching the light in a mesmerizing display.

    The starting bid was astronomical, even for Xin Yao.

    Perhaps her astonishment was too obvious, because even Miss Pei beside her glanced at her.

    Xin Yao, noticing her gaze, self-consciously pursed her lips, wondering if she should say something.

    But then, Miss Pei turned away and calmly raised her hand.

    The auctioneer’s voice rang out, filled with excitement. “Fifteen million! The lady bids fifteen million! Do I hear any higher offers?”

    Fifteen million! The starting bid was only five million! President Pei just casually added ten million. That’s some serious money.

    Xin Yao glanced at Pei Yu’s profile, impressed.

    At that price, the ruby seemed overpriced, and many potential bidders began to back down.

    However, not many people present knew President Pei’s identity. One wealthy individual, unfamiliar with Pei Yu, continued to bid.

    “Sixteen million.”

    Pei Yu, without even looking at the other bidder, raised her hand again.

    “Twenty-six million! Do I hear twenty-six million? A one-of-a-kind ruby! Don’t miss this opportunity!”

    At this price, the ruby was definitely not worth it. Even the wealthy knew how to assess value.

    The other bidder, realizing he was up against someone he couldn’t afford to offend, wisely gave up.

    Xin Yao, observing Miss Pei’s impassive expression, thought, She must really like that ruby.

    Or maybe it’s because it’s a charity auction, and the proceeds will be donated. She’s just being charitable.

    Just then, having won the ruby, Miss Pei turned to Xin Yao.

    Caught staring, Xin Yao blushed, unsure where to look.

    Miss Pei, seemingly unfazed by her gaze, leaned closer, as if about to speak.

    The distance between them was now less than a foot, far too close for normal social interaction. Xin Yao could clearly see the other woman’s perfect features beneath her sunglasses.

    Forgetting her embarrassment, she thought, She’s absolutely stunning.

    I’m not a lesbian, but she’s really beautiful.

    I’m not a lesbian, but her hands are so elegant.

    I’m not a lesbian, but she’s so graceful and charismatic.

    Xin Yao: Am I a lesbian?

    Amused by her own thoughts, she leaned closer to hear what President Pei had to say.

    Pei Yu’s naturally red lips, devoid of lipstick, were almost touching Xin Yao’s delicate earlobe.

    Her long eyelashes fluttered beneath her sunglasses as she tilted her head slightly, creating a bit more space before speaking.

    “Do you like this ruby?”

    Her cool voice, accompanied by her warm breath against Xin Yao’s ear, sent shivers down her spine.

    Who wouldn’t like a beautiful ruby? But why was President Pei asking?

    Unsure of her intentions, Xin Yao simply replied, “It’s quite beautiful.”

    “Indeed.” Pei Yu lowered her gaze to Xin Yao’s flushed, sensitive ear. After a pause, she continued, “I quite like it, too.”

    They were definitely too close.

    Her voice was so mesmerizing, her breath like a feather against Xin Yao’s skin. The simple words sent a strange thrill through her, leaving her momentarily dazed.

    In that hazy state, she heard Pei Yu say, “I always get what I want.”

    As the words faded, Pei Yu removed her sunglasses.

    A lock of white hair fell against her cheek, revealing her beautiful eyes and, at last, her full face.

    Xin Yao’s gaze met hers, locking with blood-red pupils more captivating than any ruby.

    Completely mesmerized, Xin Yao finally saw Pei Yu’s face in its entirety.

    Bathed in the soft light, the woman beside her looked ethereal, yet her eyes held a captivating, almost demonic beauty.

    Their close proximity allowed Xin Yao to fully appreciate her exquisite, almost otherworldly fragrance. Her lips, still slightly parted from their conversation, hinted at the tip of her tongue.

    Her eyes were too captivating, her scent too alluring, her lips too enchanting.

    Xin Yao felt a sudden warmth in her chest, a burning sensation spreading through her body.

    As the heat rose, threatening to consume her thoughts—

    Bang!

    It was as if fireworks exploded in her mind, illuminating the fragmented memories of that night.

    The night she had been drunk, standing at the doorway, drawn in by that same alluring fragrance, Pei Yu’s fragrance.

    Without hesitation, she had followed the scent.

    Until she reached a door, pushed it open, and saw, bathed in the soft light, a large pool.

    [A creature, half-woman, half-snake]

    A beautiful woman lay in the pool, her long white hair spread across her snow-white skin, wet from the water.

    She was breathtaking.

    But while her upper body was that of a captivating woman, her lower half was a massive, shimmering white snake tail, almost ten feet long.

    Part of it was submerged in the water, part of it coiled on the floor, its restless movements scattering the surrounding furniture.

    Yet, she seemed weak, lacking energy.

    [A flickering, crimson snake’s tongue darting from between red lips]

    As Xin Yao stood at the doorway, the lamia looked up sharply, her blood-red pupils narrowing into slits, cold and terrifying.

    Her lips parted, her tongue flicking out. Her voice, as cold as ice, commanded: “Get out!”

    Xin Yao, emboldened by some unknown force, refused to leave.

    Captivated by the woman’s beauty and the mesmerizing tail, she had rushed forward, embracing it.

    The lamia, seemingly too weak to push her away, had allowed it.

    Xin Yao had jumped into the pool, clinging to the beautiful creature.

    [A snow-white tail coiling around her]

    And then…

    Xin Yao had cried a lot that night.

    The lamia had kissed her, their tongues entwined.

    The lamia’s sweat had dripped onto Xin Yao’s face as she kissed her, finally seeing her face clearly.

    Sacred, aloof, alluring, breathtaking.

    It was the same face as Miss Pei’s.

    Xin Yao paled, the memories flooding back, leaving her weak and trembling.

    Oh my god!

    That night, she hadn’t just had a one-night stand; she had slept with a lamia! Not a mermaid!

    And that lamia was none other than Miss Pei, the woman sitting right beside her!

    Now she understood why the waiter had led her to the first row, leaving the surrounding seats empty. It wasn’t a mistake; it was a territorial display!

    Tonight was a trap set by Miss Pei!

    Xin Yao was on the verge of panic.

    However, perhaps because she finally remembered everything, or perhaps because of the intimate connection she had shared with the woman beside her, a warmth spread through her chest.

    As her vision blurred, she saw it – beneath Miss Pei’s elegant skirt, not legs, but a long, white snake tail.

    The tail was thick and beautiful, coiled lazily around the chair, its tip reaching out.

    It slithered towards Xin Yao, wrapping itself around her ankle, coiling tighter and tighter, rubbing against her leg affectionately, attempting to climb higher, impossibly clingy.

    And, even more alarming, who knew how long it had been there, throughout the entire gala?

    Miss Pei had acted so aloof and indifferent!

    Xin Yao’s heart pounded in her chest, her face paling further. She felt faint.

    Naturally, her distress didn’t go unnoticed.

    Pei Yu, the elegant, aloof woman beside her, observed Xin Yao.

    “Miss Xin, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Did my eyes frighten you?”

    Her tone remained polite and distant, her demeanor impeccably proper, maintaining a respectful distance, as if simply expressing concern for the person beside her, as if nothing unusual was happening.

    Yet, her tail was still wrapped around Xin Yao’s ankle, persistently slithering upwards towards her thigh, as if desperately asking, Honey, honey, what’s wrong?

    Stop it, stop it, please!

    Xin Yao, her gaze fixed on the snake tail, looked up at the beautiful Pei Yu, opening her mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

    Only one thought echoed in her mind:

    Miss Pei is a lamia.

    Miss Pei has come to claim me!

    Do lamias eat people? Oh god.

    I’m going to be eaten by Miss Pei!!

  • You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration] 3

    Chapter 3: Transmigrated as the Abused Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

    “A Sphinx?”

    Xin Wanyin stared, wide-eyed and bewildered, at the dog with the mask on its head behind Xin Yao.

    She tilted her head, pondering for a moment before a smile lit up her face. “Ah, I get it! It’s a big doggy! You’re so funny, Sis! But it’s huge! And kinda cute.”

    Xin Yao: No, seriously, what’s wrong with your taste? It’s wearing a mask! That’s more creepy than cute.

    Well, I guess if she wasn’t blind, she wouldn’t have fallen for Xu Qing.

    Fortunately, after the initial surprise, Xin Wanyin didn’t question the bizarre scene further. After all, large dogs weren’t unheard of.

    Xin Yao breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, enough joking around. Come in.”

    Xin Wanyin entered and immediately went straight to Wang Dui Dui, showering the dog with compliments and petting it enthusiastically.

    “Why is it wearing a mask? Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

    Wang Dui Dui froze, its eyes darting nervously towards Xin Yao as the girl’s hands wandered over its fur.

    Help!

    She’s almost touching my butt!

    If this goes on, I’ll blurt something out, and then we’re both screwed!

    Xin Yao glared at the dog. Serves you right for playing games. Aloud, she diverted Xin Wanyin’s attention. “He just likes to be dramatic. Don’t mind him. Have you had dinner? Want to join me?”

    “I’ve already eaten,” Xin Wanyin replied cheerfully.

    Xin Yao nodded, taking a seat on the nearby sofa.

    Successfully distracted, Xin Wanyin removed her hand from the dog and, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, sat down next to Xin Yao.

    “Sis, you’ve barely been back and you’re already going to business events. Are you tired?”

    Xin Yao paused, raising an eyebrow. “I’m fine.”

    Her curt reply seemed to frustrate Xin Wanyin, who quickly followed up with another question. “Are you bringing the…doggy home for dinner this weekend? Will it be too much trouble? Do you want me to help?”

    Her ingratiating tone and eagerness to make conversation were clear signs that she had an ulterior motive.

    Xin Yao smiled. “You’ve never been good at hiding things. Just say what you want.”

    Xin Wanyin pouted. “I just…I’m worried about you, Sis. You’ve been abroad for so long, and it’s a rare family dinner.”

    She hesitated, then continued haltingly.

    “And I was thinking…I’m an adult now. I can’t always rely on my family. I want…” She glanced at Xin Yao, gauging her reaction. “I want to tell Dad that I want to be independent, to move out.”

    “Sis, you’ll support me, right?”

    Xin Yao immediately recognized the plot point. This was where Xin Wanyin ran away from home for love.

    This was exactly what happened in the original story.

    Xin Wanyin’s desire for independence was a pretense; her real goal was to move in with Xu Qing.

    A few months ago, Xu Qing had just graduated from university and was looking for a job. Coincidentally, he applied to Xin Yao’s father’s company.

    He should have been rejected, but Xin Wanyin, upon learning of his application, had pulled strings with her third uncle, the HR manager, to get him hired.

    Xu Qing owed his job entirely to his girlfriend, which was why Xin Yao’s father and sister disapproved of him.

    And now she wanted to move in with him?

    In the original story, after they moved in together, Xu Qing, fresh out of college and broke, lived in an apartment Xin Wanyin bought.

    She also bought him a car and covered most of their living expenses. Xu Qing, the freeloader, didn’t even pay the utility bills.

    Would their father agree to this?

    But Xin Wanyin was determined. She had a huge fight with her father and sister, refusing to go home.

    Xin Wanyin’s visit today, disguised as concern for her recently returned sister, was a ploy. She was too afraid to confront her family directly, so she came to Xin Yao, hoping to win her over first.

    Seeing through Xin Wanyin’s scheme, Xin Yao sighed.

    Her sister was good in every way except for being hopelessly in love.

    She couldn’t stand by and watch her jump into the fire. “Independence? You want to move in with your boyfriend, don’t you?”

    Xin Wanyin, surprised that her sister had been so blunt, stammered, “I’ve graduated. What’s wrong with living with my boyfriend?”

    “Tell me,” Xin Yao pressed, her brow furrowed, “where will you live?”

    Xin Wanyin didn’t hesitate. “In the apartment at Xishan.” It was a gift from her father for her 18th birthday.

    “Who will cook? Who will pay the bills? Didn’t you just buy a car? Are you planning to give it to him?” Xin Yao continued. “You’re giving him so much. What is he contributing?”

    Xin Wanyin looked incredulous. “Sis! We’re in love! Why are you being so materialistic?”

    Xin Yao chuckled. That “materialism” you speak of is built on Dad’s blood, sweat, and tears, and my endless business dinners.

    “Well, let me be clear. I won’t agree.”

    “Why?!” Xin Wanyin jumped to her feet. “What era are we living in? Are you still hung up on social status? Dad was a worker, too!”

    Xin Yao’s expression turned icy. “If you know that Dad built his company brick by brick, you should respect every penny he earned. You even pulled strings to get Xu Qing hired! How could you, Xin Wanyin?!”

    “Xin Corp doesn’t belong to just you. It belongs to thousands of employees. Do you think you’re being fair to them?”

    Xin Wanyin had never seen her usually doting sister scold her like this. Startled and speechless, she looked pathetically small.

    But this time, she was facing Xin Yao, a sister who knew her tragic fate and wouldn’t coddle her.

    Xin Yao knew that Xin Wanyin’s happiness depended on separating her from that scumbag. She couldn’t afford an ounce of sympathy.

    She also knew that Xin Wanyin needed to understand her stance. They couldn’t be together.

    Xin Yao sat there, her gaze cold and sharp, sparks of anger flickering in her usually seductive eyes. She looked both beautiful and intimidating.

    Xin Wanyin, the pampered little girl, burst into tears.

    “You’re so mean!”

    She turned and ran, but not before attempting to grab Wang Dui Dui, who had been eavesdropping from the sofa, in a fit of pique.

    Wang Dui Dui was too large for her to lift. She struggled, managing to move the dog not even an inch.

    She did, however, manage to tickle the dog’s sensitive spot, almost making it laugh. Seizing the opportunity, Wang Dui Dui bumped Xin Wanyin’s lower back with its hindquarters, sending her stumbling.

    Xin Wanyin wailed, “Even your dog hates me!”

    She stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

    Xin Yao watched her go, then leaned back against the sofa, letting out a weary sigh. She hadn’t eaten all day, and the confrontation with her love-struck sister had drained her.

    Wang Dui Dui, finally free to speak, piped up.

    【I thought I’d burst!】

    “Serves you right!” Xin Yao snapped, not even looking at the dog. “You should have left when you had the chance.”

    【The world is full of distractions. Don’t blame me.】

    Despite its playful tone, the dog was perceptive. It noticed Xin Yao’s exhaustion.

    【Alright, I’ll make you dinner before I go.】

    It stood on its hind legs, walked to the kitchen, put on an apron, and started cooking, its paws expertly handling the wok and spatula.

    Xin Yao couldn’t help but smile.

    And just like the hangover soup, the meal was fantastic. Wang Dui Dui set a four-dish meal and a soup before Xin Yao, the aroma filling the air.

    It was time for the dog to leave. It glanced back at Xin Yao, who, busy eating, simply waved a hand dismissively.

    Wang Dui Dui rolled its eyes, removed its apron and mask, and muttered under its breath. 【Good grief, I trade one master for another.】

    With a flash of white light, it vanished.

    Silence returned to the apartment, now feeling slightly empty.

    Xin Yao finished her meal, washed the dishes, tidied up, and worked on her mission plan late into the night before finally heading to bed.

    As she undressed in the dimly lit bathroom, she couldn’t help but notice the lingering marks on her skin, a stark reminder of the passionate encounter. They looked like the claw marks of a wild beast.

    Embarrassed, she averted her gaze, but her mind drifted back to the chaotic hotel room and the hazy memories of that night.

    —The other person’s ragged breathing, warm fingers, the hot sweat trickling down her neck.

    She had been too busy to think about romance before, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t longed for it.

    Despite her outward composure, she couldn’t deny a certain curiosity about the person she had shared such intimacy with, a person whose face she couldn’t even recall.

    Oh well.

    It was just a fleeting encounter. We’ll probably never meet again. Better to forget about it.


    The next day, however, Xin Yao didn’t rush to break up the happy couple. The family dinner was the day after tomorrow, and she had another important engagement today.

    —The Pei Corporation’s charity gala.

    In S City, one could forget their own name, but not the name of Pei Corp.

    This long-standing, prestigious family was a titan among titans, wielding unimaginable power.

    The Xin family, in comparison, were merely nouveau riche.

    Xin Yao wouldn’t miss this hard-won opportunity to attend the gala.

    At 8 pm, as dusk settled and the stars began to glimmer, Xin Yao arrived at the building hosting the event.

    Sitting in the car, she couldn’t help but marvel at the Pei Corporation’s extravagance.

    The grand building seemed to stretch endlessly.

    Luxury cars, rarely seen elsewhere, filled the parking lot.

    Countless reporters jostled for position, their camera flashes creating a dazzling spectacle.

    The scene exuded an air of glamour and wealth, a feast for Xin Yao’s eyes.

    Truly worthy of S City, worthy of the Pei Corporation.

    Tonight’s attendees were mostly there because of the Pei name.

    But perhaps what they truly wanted was a glimpse of the elusive head of the corporation.

    The new head of the Pei Corporation was shrouded in mystery. Having taken over just a few years ago, she had revitalized the declining company, transforming it into a behemoth. Her brilliance and ruthlessness were legendary.

    Yet, she rarely made public appearances and never gave interviews. Apart from a few business partners, no one had seen her.

    The only known fact was that she was a woman.

    Given her secretive nature, Xin Yao doubted she would appear tonight.

    As she pondered this, her secretary parked the car, and it was time to enter.

    The gala operated on a one-person, one-invitation basis, so her secretary had to wait in the lounge. Xin Yao entered alone.

    Unfazed, she walked confidently towards the entrance, drawing admiring glances.

    She was strikingly beautiful, her features soft and alluring, her eyes large, bright, and captivating. A single glance, though unintentional, could steal one’s breath away.

    Her figure was equally mesmerizing, with alluring curves, a slender waist, and long, elegant legs.

    Though petite, her proportions were perfect. She was the kind of delicate beauty one could easily scoop up into their arms.

    The evening was chilly, and the occasion formal.

    Xin Yao had chosen a long-sleeved, moon-colored gown made of heavy silk. As she moved, the fabric flowed around her, the beautiful purple shimmering like moonlight.

    Pale, star-like buttons adorned the neckline and sleeves, fastened securely.

    The skirt, however, featured a high slit on the left, revealing glimpses of her long, slender legs and silver high heels as she walked.

    She looked both elegant and sensual.

    Many eyes followed her, some even attempting to approach her.

    But Xin Yao had already presented her invitation and was being escorted inside by a waiter, her graceful figure disappearing into the crowd.

    As expected, the venue was magnificent, the decor lavish and exquisite, even the smallest details meticulously crafted.

    However, as she followed the waiter, Xin Yao realized something was amiss.

    She was being led further and further forward, towards the front row!

    She discreetly glanced around. The first row was mostly empty, clearly reserved for VIPs.

    The few individuals already seated were elderly, their presence commanding and powerful.

    “Are you sure this is the right place?” Xin Yao asked politely.

    The waiter turned, his tone respectful. “This is your designated seat, Miss Xin. Please be assured there is no mistake.”

    Xin Yao was even more puzzled. She shouldn’t be sitting here, but she also knew the Pei Corporation wouldn’t make such a blunder.

    The waiter, however, only knew his assigned task and couldn’t offer any further information. The crowd was growing, so she couldn’t delay any longer. She took her seat.

    Strangely, the other VIPs were seated on the right, while she was alone on the left. With the first three rows mostly empty, she felt conspicuous.

    What’s going on?

    Xin Yao couldn’t figure it out.

    As she discreetly observed her surroundings, feeling slightly awkward, a sudden commotion erupted near the entrance. Xin Yao even heard a gasp from one of the younger VIPs.

    She turned to look towards the brightly lit doorway.

    And froze, speechless, her eyes widening in astonishment.

    In that single glance, she witnessed a vision of unparalleled beauty, a sight she would never forget.

    From the soft light at the entrance, a figure slowly emerged.

    Tall and perfectly proportioned, the woman possessed a graceful figure that seemed sculpted by the gods. She was breathtakingly beautiful, every detail flawless.

    She wore an elegant gown, the top a shimmering pale blue like the night sky, gradually fading into a deep black skirt that trailed on the floor.

    Like Xin Yao’s dress, it featured a high slit, revealing glimpses of long, white legs and black high heels as she walked – a touch of mystery and sensuality.

    As she approached, the star-like embellishments on her gown glittered, as if she wore the entire night sky.

    Most striking was her unusual hair, a beautiful snow-white, loosely gathered in a bun at the back of her head.

    She exuded elegance, refinement, and an icy aloofness. Though stunningly beautiful, she seemed untouchable.

    Those following behind her kept their heads bowed, not daring to look up.

    The only oddity was that she wore sunglasses at night, obscuring her features.

    Yet, even so, Xin Yao couldn’t deny her breathtaking beauty.

    As the crowd murmured, speculating about the identity of this striking woman, she walked towards the first row. The VIPs rose to greet her respectfully.

    Xin Yao faintly heard their greetings: “It’s been a while, President Pei.”

    President Pei!

    She’s the one who controls the Pei Corporation, the legendary, ruthless President Pei? She’s so young! And incredibly beautiful.

    Stunned for the second time that evening, Xin Yao was wondering if she should also stand up and greet her when President Pei, having finished her brief exchange with the others, began walking towards her.

    Xin Yao watched as she drew closer and closer, finally stopping beside her and taking the seat to her left.

    President Pei was much taller than Xin Yao. As she sat down, her shadow fell upon Xin Yao, creating a sense of almost overwhelming presence.

    Her posture was relaxed, one hand resting lightly on the armrest between them, her arm flawless, her fingers long and elegant.

    Xin Yao discreetly glanced around. The first three rows were still mostly empty, just the two of them.

    This couldn’t be a coincidence.

    Had President Pei arranged for her to sit here?

    But that was impossible. They didn’t know each other.

    As Xin Yao pondered this, she maintained a polite facade, offering a greeting. “Hello.”

    The breathtakingly beautiful woman turned her head.

    Her unique fragrance, a cool, aloof scent that mirrored her personality, drifted towards Xin Yao.

    Their proximity intensified the fragrance, enveloping her like a silken net.

    Her voice, as melodious as jade chimes, was polite yet distant.

    “Hello.”

  • You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration] 2

    Chapter 2: Transmigrated as the Abused Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

    The dimly lit underground parking garage was quiet and deserted.

    Xin Yao stood by the car door, staring at the creature inside.

    She called it a creature because it wasn’t human, but she hesitated to call it a thing for fear it might jump out and attack her.

    Because nestled in the driver’s seat was a giant white dog, seemingly taller than herself!

    It sat sprawled in the seat like a human, its left front paw casually draped over the window, a cigar clenched jauntily in its mouth. It glanced at Xin Yao’s stunned expression, then coolly tilted its head.

    【Woman, wipe that worthless look off your face.】

    Xin Yao: “…” That condescending tone…it’s definitely my dog system.

    But she had only cursed it out of frustration. She never imagined the system would actually be a dog!

    This world is insane. Dogs are systems smoking cigars…what’s next, a mouse as a bridesmaid for a cat?

    Despite the shock, she had to admit, the dog system was undeniably handsome.

    It resembled a fluffy Samoyed mix, its snow-white fur thick and soft, making it look like a cuddly ball of fluff. Its large, round, dark eyes seemed to speak volumes, adding to its striking appearance.

    Xin Yao felt an urge to rush over and smother it with kisses…if it weren’t for the disdainful sneer on its doggy face.

    It’s the most beautiful dog I’ve ever seen!If it weren’t for the cigar and the bulging biceps that look like they could take down ten of me.

    Biceps…right? I can’t call them dogceps.

    Xin Yao’s thoughts raced as she gradually recovered from the shock.

    Still slightly bewildered, she climbed into the passenger seat, closed the door, and paused before speaking.

    “You’re…my system?”

    【Yup.】

    The cigar-smoking dog exhaled a puff of smoke, its eyes hazy in the thick cloud, like a brooding heartthrob.

    Xin Yao felt even more confused. “Am I still dreaming?”

    【Nope.】

    “So, you really are Wang Dui Dui?”

    【That’s right.】

    “So…a dog is a system?”

    【You betcha.】

    “So…the system is a dog?”

    【Absolutely. You’re seeing it, aren’t you?… Wait a minute, are you insulting me?!】

    Xin Yao fell silent.

    Well, if transmigration and rebirth existed, why not a dog as a system?

    Still, it was incredible. It was just like a human, talking, driving, and even planning mahjong games!

    Xin Yao’s shock subsided, replaced by curiosity.

    “Can I…pet you?”

    Wang Dui Dui glanced back at her.

    【Lady, that’s harassment.】

    Disappointed, Xin Yao withdrew her eager hand and opted for a different question.

    “Are you…neutered?”

    【How dare you ask that on our first meeting?!】

    Wang Dui Dui stopped puffing on its cigar and turned to face Xin Yao, its expression stern.

    【Lady, that is serious harassment. I can sue you.】

    Fearful of being taken to the police station by a dog, Xin Yao finally quieted down.

    Wang Dui Dui was used to this. Systems often encountered hosts who couldn’t control themselves.

    Having dodged the host’s advances, Wang Dui Dui fulfilled its duty, starting the car and driving Xin Yao home.

    This dog can actually drive! Xin Yao marveled. I’m being chauffeured by a dog! Unable to contain her curiosity, she started chatting with Wang Dui Dui.

    She learned that Wang Dui Dui was just one system employee in a department under the main system.

    Multiple departments operated like a complex machine under the main system’s control.

    For example, the System Department directly interacted with hosts, providing them with services; the Host Department, the main task completers, traveled to different worlds to carry out missions; the R&D Department, the support staff, developed drugs, skills, and other tools for the hosts…

    And many other essential departments.

    These departments, with their vast staff, along with the overarching main system, constituted the complete system, collectively known as the 【Bright World】.

    The 【Bright World】 was said to encompass countless worlds, so the diversity of its staff was unsurprising.

    Like Wang Dui Dui’s System Department, humans were only a small fraction. Other departments had cats, dogs, tigers, whales, eagles, and even sentient carnivorous plants.

    Some lucky hosts even encountered the rare panda system.

    Xin Yao listened with fascination.

    I wonder if I’ll ever get to visit the Bright World headquarters. It must be paradise!

    Wang Dui Dui, having seen countless humans with such whimsical thoughts, sneered.

    “Pfft.”

    Xin Yao mimicked his sneer, then leaned back against the seat, turning to look out the window.

    It was late morning now, and the winter sun finally radiated some warmth.

    The streets bustled with people, cars, and scenery, a typical lively morning, seemingly no different from her previous world.

    But everything had changed.

    As she watched the scenery pass by, Xin Yao’s relaxed expression suddenly faltered. Something clicked.

    She sat up straight and turned to look at the calmly driving dog.

    Wang Dui Dui remained focused on the road, maintaining a steady speed.

    But that was the problem. A dog was driving!

    Wang Dui Dui seemed so human that she hadn’t even registered the absurdity of the situation.

    “Aren’t you worried about being seen like this? What if someone sees a dog driving? Will we get arrested? Do you even have a license?!”

    【Duh.】

    Wang Dui Dui was much calmer than her.

    【I’ve even flown fighter jets. A driver’s license is nothing.】

    “Oh, okay then.” Xin Yao felt a pang of envy. This dog has a license, and I don’t.

    Damn it, shown up by a dog!

    “Wait, don’t avoid the question! What if other people see you?”

    【Don’t worry, the people in this world can’t see me.】

    “Isn’t that even more terrifying?!”

    【Fine, I’ll materialize then.】

    “What’s the difference, doggo?”

    【Ugh, you’re so annoying! I’ll use an illusion and transform into a human, happy now?!】

    “And…why are you smoking, you’re a dog!”

    【I’m not smoking, I’m…】

    “Smoking out of loneliness, I get it.”

    【You get nothing! I’m smoking a cigar!】

    After bickering all the way home, Xin Yao finally arrived.

    Entering her password and stepping inside, she was greeted by a warm, minimalist apartment decorated in soothing shades of cream and white.

    However, the apartment was so spacious and sparsely furnished that it felt slightly cold and empty.

    The original owner had just returned from abroad and hadn’t been here long.

    The sight of the cozy apartment lifted Xin Yao’s spirits. After all, she had worked herself to death in her past life just to buy her own place.

    But the excitement triggered her hangover, making her head spin.

    Wang Dui Dui had been following her, walking upright like a human, looking even taller and more robust than her.

    Noticing her discomfort, it effortlessly scooped her up and placed her on the sofa.

    Then, as if it owned the place, the dog system made a beeline for the liquor cabinet.

    【Your alcohol must be expensive. Let me have a couple of sips.】

    What kind of dog is this? Smoking, drinking, playing mahjong…it does it all.

    Xin Yao sat up and called out.

    “It’s very expensive! Don’t drink too much!”

    【Okay.】

    Silence fell over the apartment.

    The spacious room became quiet and still.

    In the cool tranquility, Xin Yao leaned back, her gaze drifting upwards.

    The midday sun fell upon her languid eyes as her thoughts wandered, returning to her mission.

    Since this was Xin Yao’s first mission, it was a simple D-rank task, typical for beginners.

    In the 【Bright World】, D-rank missions usually came from wishers.

    Wishers paid with their souls to issue missions, and hosts accepted these missions, entering different worlds to fulfill the wishes.

    To protect the hosts and prevent them from getting lost in the mission worlds, they used their own bodies for each task.

    The wish Xin Yao had accepted for her first mission, a wish the wisher had paid for with her soul even after death, was:

    【I wish for Xin Wanyin to be saved and find happiness.】

    Xin Yao had been surprised when she first reviewed Xin Wanyin’s information. In a sense, Xin Wanyin wasn’t an ordinary person.

    She was the female lead of a melodramatic, angst-ridden novel.

    Xin Wanyin was a wealthy heiress, pampered by her father and older sister since childhood. She was destined for a life of envy.

    But then, she fell in love.

    His name was Xu Qing. He was young, pure, seemingly aloof yet scholarly. Though poor, he possessed integrity and principles.

    After just a few encounters, Xin Wanyin fell head over heels for him, pursuing him relentlessly.

    They finally got together, but her father disapproved of the relationship, and her sister disliked Xu Qing, opposing their union.

    Blinded by love, Xin Wanyin refused to listen. To be with Xu Qing, she defied her family, resorting to hunger strikes, cold wars, and running away from home.

    Her loving father, unable to bear his daughter’s suffering, finally relented.

    Things seemed to go smoothly until their marriage. They appeared deeply in love.

    Then, tragedy struck. Xin Wanyin died in a car accident.

    But her existence didn’t end there. She became a wandering spirit, following Xu Qing.

    And that was where the real tragedy began.

    Initially, as a spirit watching over Xu Qing, Xin Wanyin felt love and heartache for him.

    She watched him lose his appetite and sleep, his health deteriorating, her heart breaking for him.

    But she was dead. She couldn’t interact with her beloved. Instead, she witnessed another woman enter his life.

    This woman was his childhood sweetheart. She joined his company and became his secretary.

    Cheerful and optimistic, the sweetheart showered him with affection and care, pursuing him ardently.

    At first, he rejected her advances, but she persisted, relentlessly offering him warmth and comfort.

    Their relationship continued to develop.

    Until one day, the sweetheart was involved in a car accident. Xu Qing, terrified of losing her, finally succumbed to his feelings.

    Xin Wanyin watched helplessly as another woman entered her husband’s world.

    She watched them fall in love.

    She watched them kiss in the house she had decorated.

    She watched them make love in her flower room, even breaking her orchids.

    Then, Xin Wanyin realized that ever since Xu Qing met his sweetheart, he had stopped tending to her flowers.

    Watching the two of them in the flower room, Xin Wanyin felt a wave of nausea, a stifled gasp escaping her lips.

    The man who had sworn to love her forever had fallen for another woman just a year after her death.

    Perhaps she could have accepted that. After all, she was dead, and Xu Qing had the right to move on.

    But then, they got married.

    And that was what truly broke Xin Wanyin.

    On their wedding day, the house was filled with guests, celebrating and making merry.

    Xin Wanyin’s dog, Xin Ping’an, startled by the commotion, accidentally scratched the sweetheart.

    For the first time, Xin Wanyin saw Xu Qing explode in anger. He kicked Xin Ping’an and threatened to have the dog euthanized.

    Xin Wanyin cried out in protest: Xu Qing, how could you! That’s my dog!

    Since Xin Wanyin’s death, Xin Ping’an had been listless, waiting by the door every day for her return.

    Xu Qing was slowly forgetting her, but little Ping’an still remembered.

    He’s worse than a dog!

    But Xin Wanyin was dead. No one could hear her cries.

    She could only watch helplessly as Xu Qing sent Xin Ping’an away, watching her beloved dog die.

    Xin Wanyin went mad. She couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

    But more heartbreak followed.

    Her father, consumed by grief for her and her deceased older sister, fell gravely ill.

    Naturally, Xu Qing, his former son-in-law, took over her father’s company, thriving under his leadership. The Xin Corporation, bearing the Xin family name, became Xu Qing’s personal domain.

    Meanwhile, Xin Wanyin’s grave remained unvisited, her name unspoken. Aside from her ailing father, no one remembered her.

    In the end, the sweetheart became pregnant and needed a nursery. The only available room was a storage room filled with Xin Wanyin’s belongings.

    Xu Qing said, ‘Throw those things away.’

    Even the sweetheart hesitated. ‘Isn’t that a bit much?’

    Xu Qing said, ‘It’s fine. You’re the most important.’

    The last vestiges of Xin Wanyin’s existence were erased.

    Her sister had died young.

    She had died young.

    Now, her father was dying.

    The Xin Corporation belonged entirely to Xu Qing.

    Everything was gone.

    She couldn’t watch anymore. She refused to watch!

    Consumed by hatred, Xin Wanyin clawed out her own eyes.

    Perhaps her hatred was so potent that it attracted the attention of a demon slayer, who, fearing Xin Wanyin might harm the living, swiftly ended her existence.

    All that suffering, all that intense hatred, vanished in a single stroke of the sword.

    Xin Wanyin closed her eyes, tears of blood streaming down her face.

    She was filled with hate.

    And regret.

    That was the tragic and empty life of Xin Wanyin.

    When Xin Yao first read this story, she almost choked.

    Xu Qing, that gold-digging scumbag, was disgusting.

    Living in his ex-wife’s house, running her company, using her money to support his new wife…he was living the dream!

    Everything he had was built on his ex-wife’s ashes, and he discarded her without a second thought.

    It was truly sickening.

    Moreover, by the end of the story, no one in the Xin family was alive, and the company was in Xu Qing’s hands. If Xu Qing was innocent, Xin Yao would rip off the dog system’s head and use it as a soccer ball.

    Sure enough, when Xin Yao flipped through the story, after the female lead’s perspective, there was a male lead’s perspective.

    It turned out Xu Qing’s approach to Xin Wanyin had been premeditated.

    He was seeking revenge.

    The Xin family had started in construction. Thanks to Xin Wanyin’s father’s honesty and enthusiasm, their business grew, eventually becoming a corporation.

    Xu Qing’s father had died in a construction accident on one of Xin Wanyin’s father’s sites.

    His already ailing mother died of grief, and their house and meager compensation were seized by relatives.

    His family was ruined, his life shattered. The happy home he once knew was gone, and he wanted nothing more than to kill the construction magnate responsible.

    So, at a young age, Xu Qing plotted his revenge.

    He abandoned his dreams and enrolled in the same school as the construction magnate’s younger daughter, Xin Wanyin, intentionally getting close to her.

    It turned out he had always loved his childhood sweetheart. Her later employment as his secretary had also been orchestrated by him.

    He had looked down on Xin Wanyin, finding her troublesome and extravagant, with her separate glasses for different wines and her passivity in bed.

    It was he who had orchestrated Xin Wanyin’s sister’s death.

    And Xin Wanyin’s car accident.

    In the end, he successfully destroyed the Xin Corporation, his revenge complete.

    Before Xin Wanyin’s father died, Xu Qing stood by his bedside, his face twisted in malicious glee, revealing everything he had done.

    The old man died of shock and anger.

    Xu Qing took complete control of the Xin Corporation and lived happily ever after.

    Xin Yao was appalled.

    So, after accepting the mission, she had been pondering how to complete it.

    It was simple enough. The key was Xu Qing.

    As long as Xu Qing’s plot was exposed and his life became miserable, Xin Wanyin would find happiness.

    Based on the timeline, Xin Wanyin and Xu Qing were already together, and the plot point where Xin Wanyin runs away from home for love was approaching.

    Xin Yao only had to do one thing: break them up.

    This time, Xin Yao was playing the role of Xin Wanyin’s older sister.

    In the original story, the older sister was a minor character, appearing in only a few scenes:

    [The older sister disapproves of Xin Wanyin and Xu Qing’s relationship.]

    [The older sister attends their wedding.]

    [The older sister is killed by Xu Qing.]

    A classic tragic cannon fodder character.

    But a cannon fodder character, used correctly, could have a significant impact.

    Xin Yao, also an older sister, raised an eyebrow. She wouldn’t let Xu Qing off easily.

    The excitement brought on another wave of her hangover, making her head throb.

    The dog system had already raided the liquor cabinet, sitting there with its legs crossed, two empty bottles beside it, its alcohol tolerance clearly far exceeding Xin Yao’s.

    This dog smokes, drinks…is this system company even legitimate?

    Perhaps sensing Xin Yao’s suspicion, the dog system set down the bottle.

    【Alright, alright, I’ll make you some hangover soup, happy now?】

    It stood up on its hind legs and headed for the kitchen.

    For the eighth time that day, Xin Yao marveled at the fact that she was being served by a dog chef.

    But she had to admit, the dog system’s cooking was surprisingly good. Even simple hangover soup tasted delicious.

    After finishing the soup, Xin Yao felt drowsy, exhausted from the previous night’s…activities.

    She grabbed a blanket from the sofa, intending to take a nap. Before drifting off, she reminded the system,

    “Don’t drink too much.”

    The dog system waved a paw dismissively.

    【Yeah, yeah.】

    She slept soundly for an unknown amount of time, until the doorbell jolted her awake.

    The insistent ringing roused her from her slumber. Still groggy, she stumbled to the door without putting on her shoes.

    The door creaked open, letting in the evening light and revealing the figure outside. It was her younger sister, Xin Wanyin.

    Xin Wanyin was truly a beautiful girl, with fair skin, bright eyes, and delicate features. She looked pampered and radiated youthful energy and the gentle air of a wealthy heiress.

    Seeing Xin Yao, she chirped, “Sister!” her smile sweet and innocent.

    The information Xin Yao had read had been cold, impersonal text. Seeing the living, breathing person before her, she truly grasped the cruelty of the story’s trajectory.

    This girl, with her beautiful cat-like eyes, would eventually claw them out.

    Xin Yao’s gaze softened with tenderness and a hint of sadness, then gradually turned cold.

    Just as she reached out to stroke her sister’s hair, about to say something—

    Xin Wanyin’s cheerful expression froze, replaced by bewilderment and then disbelief as she stared past Xin Yao, her eyes widening.

    “What…what is that?”

    A sense of foreboding washed over Xin Yao. She whipped around to see what had caught her sister’s attention.

    There, on the living room sofa, sprawled a five-foot-seven white dog.

    It lay there like a human, its head lowered as it played with Xin Yao’s tablet.

    However, the illusion it had used to drive Xin Yao home was wearing off. Its body had reverted to its canine form, but its head remained human-like.

    Fortunately, the system’s human camouflage mode automatically corrected the issue, transforming the human face into a New Year’s doll mask perched on the dog’s head.

    As if that weren’t enough, the dog was wearing headphones, its head bobbing to the music.

    【Just beat it!】

    It seemed to be thoroughly enjoying itself.

    Only when it heard Xin Wanyin’s surprised gasp did it react, reflexively switching off the music and slumping onto the sofa.

    Silence descended upon the room. The two girls and the dog stared at each other.

    After a moment, Wang Dui Dui shifted its position, lying down with its paws crossed, then lifting its New Year’s doll mask-covered head to look at the two girls at the door, a stiff smile plastered on its face.

    It resembled an Egyptian statue.

    How could she explain this?

    There was no way to justify it!

    Xin Yao stared at the dog system, racking her brain. Finally, she stammered, “Uh…this is…um…a…Sphinx?!”

  • You’re Not Allowed to Kiss Me Anymore! [Quick Transmigration] 1

    Chapter 1: Transmigrated as the Abused Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

    The early winter air held a slight chill, mirrored by the indifferent morning sunlight.

    Inside, however, warmth prevailed.

    Within the luxurious apartment-style hotel room, curtains were half-drawn, allowing soft, radiant morning light to filter through the snow-white sheers, casting dancing shadows.

    The light, like flowing liquid gold, illuminated the scene within – a scene of utter disarray.

    Chairs and tables near the floor-to-ceiling windows were overturned. Pure white lisianthus blossoms, meant to adorn the table, lay scattered on the floor amidst shimmering shards of broken glass and scattered petals, possessing a decadent, almost tragic beauty.

    Some of the flowers were crushed beneath a delicate crystal high-heeled shoe; its mate was nowhere to be seen.

    Beyond the scattered flowers and high heel, a light-colored coat lay discarded on the floor. A white dress, its skirt torn and fragmented, resembled a captive butterfly fallen to earth – fragile and still.

    Xin Yao lay nestled amidst the chaos on the large bed, enveloped in the snow-white duvet as if sinking into a cloud.

    Her sleep, however, was far from peaceful. Her brow was slightly furrowed, a delicate blush coloring the corners of her beautiful eyes, tear stains still evident on her face – a clear indication of a long night of weeping.

    Faint, ambiguous bite marks were visible on her lotus-root-colored arm, casually draped over the duvet. The light, sensual pink contrasted starkly with her snow-white skin. Bathed in the morning sunlight, she resembled a fragile porcelain doll.

    Just then, Xin Yao’s eyelashes fluttered. After a couple of slight struggles, she slowly opened her eyes.

    Anyone who had met Xin Yao would agree on the beauty of her eyes.

    Perfectly round in shape, her pupils were large and dark, like two distinct drops of liquid mercury – clear and bright.

    Yet, the corners of her eyes tilted upwards, adding a touch of sly, languid charm. A single blink held a captivating, almost soul-stirring quality.

    Still slightly dazed from sleep and the previous night’s tears, her eyes glistened with a hazy sheen as she sat up, hugging the duvet. A sharp hiss escaped her lips as she immediately reached for her aching lower back.

    “Ow, ow, ow…”

    Her voice was hoarse and raspy. Before she could process anything, a splitting headache assaulted her, forcing her to cradle her head against the headboard.

    This overwhelming discomfort brought Xin Yao back to reality.

    She lay back down, then abruptly sat up again, turning to look at the room with a shocked expression.

    The more she looked, the paler her face became.

    Last night, she had gotten drunk and…and that had happened…with someone.

    A torrent of thoughts flooded Xin Yao’s mind.

    I’m ruined! I’ve lost my virginity!

    For 25 years, she hadn’t even held hands with anyone, and now this!

    And the other person… seemed to be a woman…

    Oh my god, I’ve come out of the closet, too!

    Worse still, her head was pounding, her body felt like it had been run over by a truck, and she could barely remember what had happened, let alone what the other person looked like.

    She vaguely recalled stumbling into the wrong room after having too much to drink and clinging to the beautiful person inside.

    “Ah…” Xin Yao blushed, cautiously surveying her surroundings. Once she confirmed the other person was gone, she breathed a sigh of relief.

    Since she’s left, it must mean she doesn’t care about what happened. Probably just considered it a one-night stand between adults.

    I should be more open-minded about it. After all, I have a mission to complete; I’m not here to play around.

    Determined to leave, Xin Yao threw back the covers and tried to get out of bed.

    As her bare feet touched the floor, her legs gave way, sending her tumbling onto the carpet.

    The fall brought the ambiguous marks on her body into sharper focus, her face burning with shame.

    Averting her gaze, she quickly gathered her clothes from the floor, only to see her once elegant dress torn into a ragged, uneven mess.

    A bitter laugh escaped her, the blush at the corners of her eyes deepening.

    That animal! she cursed inwardly.

    As Xin Yao, red-faced and flustered, finished dressing, a sudden ding-dong resonated in her mind.

    【Dear Host Miss Xin, good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!】

    【Your ever-attentive system, Wang Dui Dui, is now online and ready to serve you!】

    However, the next words from the cheeky system were laced with sarcasm, delivered in a cheerful yet mocking tone.

    【Well, well, well, look who’s finally awake!】

    Xin Yao’s composure shattered. “You damn dog, you have the nerve to show your face!”

    Yes, a system.

    Xin Yao had only recently discovered the existence of such fantastical things.

    And, shamefully, Xin Yao was already dead. Dead broke, to be precise.

    In her past life, she was a design drone, working for a terrible boss during the day and taking on freelance gigs at night to pay off her debts. She slept only five hours a day, her life a constant cycle of earning money, eating, and sleeping. She was perpetually broke, her eyes lighting up at the mere sight of cash.

    Perhaps it was this rare, liver-destroying dedication that attracted the system’s attention.

    Xin Yao still remembered the last moments of her life. Collapsing in the freezing snow, she heard a strange voice.

    【Do you have any wishes you want to fulfill?】

    Xin Yao: “Yes, call an ambulance.”

    【Do you have any lingering regrets?】

    Xin Yao: “Yes, but I don’t think I’m dead yet.”

    【Do you want to continue living?】

    Xin Yao: “I do, but I think I can still be saved.”

    【You’re dead.】

    Xin Yao: “I’m not—”

    【Rest in peace.】

    Xin Yao: “I’m not—”

    【You’re not breathing.】

    Xin Yao: “I’m not— Hey! Why am I floating?!”

    Xin Yao was dead.

    But, clinging to the hope of further struggle, she agreed to the strange voice in her head – her current personal system, Wang Dui Dui – and signed a contract, becoming a system host.

    Now, she had to travel to different worlds, complete missions, accumulate points, and earn the chance to fulfill her wishes.

    This world was her first mission.

    And yesterday had been her first day on the job.

    She hadn’t exactly taken the world by storm, but she had been taken…in bed.

    The system, Wang Dui Dui, was beside itself with exasperation.

    【I took my eyes off you for one second, and you—!】

    Xin Yao was also embarrassed, but last night wasn’t entirely her fault.

    She had never drunk alcohol before and had no idea her tolerance was so low. One drink, and she blacked out completely.

    “It’s your fault, too! If you hadn’t told me that one sip of that wine cost 58,000, I wouldn’t have chugged it!”

    Upon entering this world, Xin Yao found herself in a luxurious private room at a high-end club.

    While called a club, it was part of the Pei Corporation and catered to business clientele. It offered tea, dining, and various recreational facilities, spanning a vast area and catering to a wide range of activities, often used by company executives for meetings and gatherings.

    Its privacy was unquestionable, protected by the untouchable reputation of the Pei name.

    Xin Yao’s current identity was that of a wealthy heiress. When she arrived, she was in the middle of a business negotiation.

    The client offered her a drink, and she took a couple of sips.

    Then, the system chimed in: 【Whoa, that’s some good stuff! One sip of that is worth at least 58,000!】

    As fate would have it, Xin Yao then learned from her secretary that she was hosting the client and responsible for the bill.

    Her face contorted. 58,000!

    One sip was equivalent to two months of her salary! That unscrupulous boss should be a robber!

    With a heavy heart and a pang of resentment, she downed the entire glass.

    It was just fruit wine, and only one glass.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the private room, Xin Yao blacked out.

    She seemed to catch a whiff of a cool, alluring fragrance, and then everything became hazy, as if veiled in a thin mist. She could barely stand.

    She vaguely remembered her secretary, concerned about her drunken state, offering to take over and attend to the client, urging her to go rest.

    The system, while complaining about her poor alcohol tolerance, helpfully booked a room for her on the fourth floor and told her to go to sleep.

    Xin Yao stumbled into the elevator and headed to the fourth floor to find her room.

    Throughout, that intoxicating fragrance continued to tantalize her.

    While the system was distracted by a phone call, Xin Yao, in her confused state, wandered into the wrong room.

    The door was unlocked. She pushed it open, staggering inside.

    And then?

    She seemed to remember light flooding out, momentarily blinding her.

    As the light subsided, she saw a huge bathtub in the living room…and a mermaid inside.

    The mermaid was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating the already intoxicated Xin Yao. Mesmerized, she approached the tub and threw herself at the mermaid’s tail, demanding kisses.

    The mermaid pushed her away, but she clung on, refusing to let go, even bursting into tears.

    Eventually, she got her way, and the mermaid, with a sigh, allowed her to hold onto her tail.

    “Tsk.”

    What a ridiculous dream. I must be mixing up dreams and reality.

    While mentally bickering with the system, Xin Yao reached for her coat, intending to leave as soon as possible.

    Distracted, she stumbled over something on the floor and landed on her knees on the carpet.

    At that moment, a vivid memory from last night flashed through her mind.

    In the exact same position, she had cried and tried to escape, cursing the other person as a scoundrel.

    But to no avail. She was dragged back by her ankle, the situation escalating.

    Frustrated, she had even resorted to biting.

    Xin Yao’s mental argument with the system abruptly ceased. Her ears burned crimson.

    She finally remembered that the other person last night hadn’t seemed quite right. Had they been drugged?

    But that wasn’t her concern.

    The more she recalled, the more urgent her desire to escape became.

    She grabbed a notepad, scribbled a hasty note, placed it on the bedside table, and turned to leave.

    Stepping out of the bedroom and into the living room, Xin Yao stopped short in surprise.

    There, in the living room, was a massive bathtub. Water had splashed onto the floor, leaving puddles that hadn’t yet dried.

    The surrounding furniture was overturned, and delicate porcelain lay shattered on the floor. The scene resembled the aftermath of a storm.

    Xin Yao knew they had been…enthusiastic, but she didn’t think it had been that bad. What happened?

    The woman from last night seemed to be shrouded in mystery.

    And the more mysterious, the more dangerous. This was not something she should delve into; she had more important things to do.

    Leaving quickly was the best course of action.

    Xin Yao averted her gaze, turned, and pushed open the door.

    The cool morning light fell upon her back as she breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away.


    Not long after Xin Yao’s escape, the silent, chaotic room stirred once more.

    The door creaked open.

    Someone had returned.

    The cool morning light illuminated her face, highlighting her translucently pale skin, even paler than her snow-white hair that flowed down to her waist.

    As she entered the room, her head slightly bowed, she appeared beautiful, refined, and indifferent – like an ethereal being untouched by earthly concerns.

    However, when she lifted her gaze, her eyes, bathed in the morning light, revealed pupils as red as rubies, radiating an alluring, almost demonic beauty.

    She was both ethereal and enchanting, her beauty otherworldly.

    Her attire, too, was otherworldly. In the early winter chill, she wore only a flowing white dress that reached the floor, seemingly oblivious to the cold.

    From a distance, she appeared flawless. Tall and slender, her figure was perfectly proportioned, like a meticulously crafted doll.

    Even her long, slender hands seemed sculpted from jade, her nails neatly rounded and clean, her fingers long and delicate.

    In one of these hands, she carried a bag of steamed buns and a cup of freshly squeezed soy milk.

    Because that’s what the other person had requested.

    Last night, in the heat of the moment, the other person had bitten her and demanded that she buy her steamed buns for the rest of her life, threatening to bite her until she cried.

    The bites hadn’t hurt, and the threat lacked conviction.

    But she had still gone out to buy the steamed buns this morning.

    As she stepped into the living room, her brow furrowed slightly.

    The room, previously filled with the intoxicating scent of their intertwined bodies and their coupling, a scent both chaotic and comforting, now held a different aroma.

    Where had the other scent gone?

    She walked towards the bedroom, carrying the food.

    The sunlight in the bedroom was softer, illuminating the faint pink bite marks on her long, elegant neck and the scratch marks on her shoulders beneath the white fabric of her dress.

    The evidence of their passionate encounter was clear.

    It was hard to imagine that someone so aloof could be so moved by passion.

    Entering the room, she easily spotted the note on the bedside table. Without hesitation, she reached for it.

    Her hand, truly beautiful, with its jade-like bones and snow-white flesh, appeared dazzlingly white in the soft light.

    The note read:

    【I’m sorry about last night. It was just a mistake. If you require compensation, you can contact me through the hotel. (If a staff member finds this, please forward it to the room’s occupant. Thank you.)】

    The message was clear: They were both adults; let’s forget about the one-night stand and pretend it never happened.

    Her long eyelashes fluttered, then lowered, casting shadows over her eyes, making it difficult to discern her emotions. She seemed to grow even colder.

    Holding the note, she paused for a moment, then made a phone call.

    Soon, there was a knock at the door.

    A man in a black suit, his demeanor respectful, entered the room. He looked like an assistant.

    Just as he was about to step inside, the woman at the bedroom door turned sharply, her blood-red pupils narrowing into slits as she stared at the man.

    Like a wild animal guarding its territory, silently threatening anyone who dared to intrude.

    The assistant recoiled, a cold sweat breaking out as he froze in place.

    She then turned her gaze back to the note.

    The assistant outside kept his head bowed, not daring to glance at her, even her back.

    It was a strange, primal fear, as if she were some kind of monster.

    But remaining silent seemed equally dangerous. Trembling, he spoke.

    “Miss, you said that if she wanted to leave, we shouldn’t stop her. Should we bring her back now?”

    “No,” she finally spoke, her voice melodious and cold, like jade beads falling onto ice. “Find out who she is first.”

    “Yes, Miss.” The assistant replied, waiting for a moment before quietly backing away.

    Silence returned to the room.

    After a long while, she moved, setting down the note and looking out the window.

    Last night, it had been the other person who had initiated contact, claiming to be unafraid. Yet, today, she had fled, leaving her behind.

    But…

    The contract had been made. There was no escape.

    Meanwhile, Xin Yao, having just located her car in the underground parking lot, felt a flash of red on her chest beneath her slightly torn collar. A blood-red mark, resembling a miniature beast, appeared, both sacred and demonic.

    Unaware that she had been marked, Xin Yao was arguing with the system.

    Having been perpetually busy earning money, Xin Yao had never learned to drive. The system was mocking her incompetence.

    Xin Yao retorted, challenging the system to drive if it was so capable.

    【Fine, I will!】

    Two seconds passed.

    【Okay, I’m in the car. Get in.】

    Despite its complaints, the system, concerned about further mishaps, had dutifully taken on the role of chauffeur.

    Xin Yao: “Huh?”

    We’re meeting face-to-face already? Without any mental preparation?

    She had only been joking. She hadn’t realized the system could actually manifest physically!

    Xin Yao felt a mix of nervousness and shyness, like meeting an online friend for the first time.

    Ever since she first heard the system’s voice, she had been curious about what it looked like.

    Excitement overriding all other emotions, Xin Yao ran to the car, pulled open the door, and prepared to behold the system’s true form!

    However…

    The moment she saw what was inside, her smile froze, her expression turning to one of disbelief, then astonishment, and finally, utter bewilderment.

    Trembling, she closed the car door, then yanked it open again.

    Slammed it shut, then yanked it open once more.

    The repeated motions annoyed the system in the driver’s seat, who clicked its tongue.

    【Are we going or not? Old Wang, I’m a busy system. I have a mahjong game scheduled later.】

    Xin Yao staggered back in disbelief.

    My god! It can talk! And it plays mahjong!

    It’s become a spirit!

    This…this thing is my system?

    Anything can be a system these days!!!