Abused Female Lead And Beautiful Villainess (Quick Transmigration)

Wen Yingling’s hand, which she had withdrawn, extended once more towards Shen Wan upon hearing those words.

Shen Wan quickly grasped Wen Yingling’s hand and stood up, rubbing her slightly reddened forehead where she had bumped it. Seeing Shen Wan wince in pain, Wen Yingling sat her down on the sofa. “I’ll get some medicinal alcohol.”

“188, something doesn’t feel right.”

“I hit my head, and she’s so calm about getting medicinal alcohol,” Shen Wan frowned. “Could our love be this fleeting, like an epiphyllum flower, or fireworks that vanish in the blink of an eye?”

[188: “Don’t worry. If Ice Queen doesn’t want you, just use your ultimate move.” 188 wasn’t concerned at all. Based on his experience, no young lady his host set her sights on had ever escaped her grasp. Relax, relax.]

Wen Yingling returned quickly, coolly handing the medicinal alcohol to Shen Wan. “Apply it.”

Apply it? She was supposed to do it herself? No way.

“Yingling, I just hit my head. My mind is in a whirl, and that shattered vase scared me. I’m covered in cold sweat and have no strength. Can you help me? Help me apply it, please?”

Wen Yingling looked down at those pitiful eyes, seemingly misted over. She truly didn’t understand how that small, pink mouth could spout such nonsense.

“Have you remembered anything?”

“Not… not yet. Images keep flashing by. It might take some time.”

Wen Yingling sat beside Shen Wan, opened the bottle, and used a cotton swab to apply the alcohol to the reddened area on her forehead. Hearing Shen Wan hiss in pain, her touch became much gentler. “Does it hurt a lot?”

“It hurt before, but now the places you’ve touched don’t hurt anymore.”

Wen Yingling’s cool eyes softened. “I’ll reauthorize access to the villa. This won’t happen again.” Xia Xinzhi had been here once or twice before, but she hadn’t expected Wen Yingting to have given her access rights. Xia Xinzhi had never come alone before, and after her marriage, Wen Yingting had cut off contact. She hadn’t anticipated this incident.

Suddenly, Wen Yingling lowered her gaze and fell silent.

Shen Wan said images were flashing through her mind. Could the bump on her forehead have awakened the original personality? At this thought, her hand paused, a complex emotion rising in her heart. In the end, she gently finished applying the medicinal alcohol to Shen Wan’s forehead.

Shen Wan sensed that Wen Yingling had suddenly become much colder towards her, even colder than when they first met. Wen Yingling wasn’t naturally warm, but they were so familiar now that Shen Wan could feel even the slightest change.

“Yingling.”

Seeing Wen Yingling about to take the bottle upstairs, Shen Wan quickly grabbed the hem of her clothes. “Yingling, have you had a change of heart?”

188: Uh… can you even ask that?

Wen Yingling hadn’t expected Shen Wan to pitifully grab her and ask if she had changed her heart. Of course she hadn’t, nor could she ever. She simply couldn’t accept another personality she disliked controlling this body, wandering before her daily, even being in an intimate relationship with her.

Even though both the original and second personalities were Shen Wan, their memories didn’t seem to be connected. She only cared about the second personality.

“Tell me when you’ve recovered your memory.” Wen Yingling crouched down, her cool eyes showing a hint of tenderness. She placed a kiss on Shen Wan’s forehead. “Once you’ve recovered your memory, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up.” And then, send you back to the Shen family.

Despite the tenderness, Shen Wan felt a chill throughout her body. She felt that her Yingling was bidding her farewell. She frowned, wondering where things had gone wrong. Wen Yingling surely knew she wasn’t the original Shen Wan. Wait, her attitude changed when she mentioned recovering her memory. Did Wen Yingling think that if she recovered her memory, the original host would return and she would disappear? Was that why she had become so cold?

Damn! It couldn’t be.

Ah, Yingling… darling, you’ve misunderstood.

But Wen Yingling just gripped the bottle and went upstairs, utterly cold and indifferent.

Shen Wan: Great, now she’d pushed her wife away. What to do?

It was all Lin Ming’s fault. If so many people hadn’t wanted him released, coming to her to let him go, if Xia Xinzhi hadn’t scared her half to death with that vase, would this have happened? For the sake of future peace, when she accidentally bumped her head, a flash of inspiration made her decide to recover her memory, so the Lin family and Xia Xinzhi wouldn’t bother her anymore. She was a bit afraid that if she walked down the street, they might drop a flowerpot from above or sneak up behind her and smash her head in an attempt to make her recover her memory. That would be deadly.

Now things had gone awry. Wen Yingling thought the original host was returning and she would disappear, so she started treating her coldly.

Yingling must be feeling very sad. Should she go upstairs to comfort her?

Wen Yingling sat in her room, slowly flipping through a book on the table. She knew when Shen Wan reached her door but didn’t turn around. She had dismissed all her reservations, suppressing her strong possessiveness, and was just about to accompany Wan Wan as she grew up when the other said she was recovering her memory.

Once she recovered her memory and the original personality took control of the body, she probably wouldn’t remember her or what had happened between them.

“Yingling.”

“Mm.”

Shen Wan walked behind Wen Yingling, placing her hands on her shoulders and leaning her face close, nuzzling her cheek. “Yingling, this world is so scary.”

188: Pft! Here we go again.

“Why are you being so cold to me? Have you changed your heart? Are you going to abandon me in this unfamiliar world, leaving me to fend for myself and die in fear? Is that it?”

Hearing this nonsense, Wen Yingling’s mood improved. She closed her book and turned around. Face to face, she said, “No.”

“Yes, you are.”

“I said no.”

“You clearly are.”

“Really, I’m not.” Wen Yingling emphasized, her hand on Shen Wan’s forehead. “Have the images in your mind finished flashing?”

“Not yet,” Shen Wan answered weakly. How could she dare say yes now? If she said her memory had recovered, Wen Yingling would coldly push her away. Damn, what an adorable yet infuriating woman.

“Mm.”

Wen Yingling acknowledged, leading Shen Wan to sit beside her. Neither spoke for a while.

After a long time, Wen Yingling said, “Wan Wan, let me paint a portrait of you.”

On her canvas, Shen Wan had appeared only once, and that had been covered by flowers. This time, she wanted to carefully, meticulously paint a portrait of her Wan Wan without missing a single detail.

Shen Wan’s expression was worse than if she were crying. Normally, she would have been delighted, but now Wen Yingling looked as if she were dying. This wasn’t painting a portrait; it was more like a memorial portrait.

“188, I suspect Ice Queen wants to paint my memorial portrait. After I disappear, she can lock herself in her room and gaze at it, missing me. This passionate woman is truly infuriating yet adorable.”

Shen Wan still followed Wen Yingling’s request, curling up on the sofa with her phone, playing games as usual.

Occasionally, she would secretly look up, only to see Wen Yingling’s icy eyes melted into pools of tenderness, gazing at her with focused affection and seriousness. As she watched, she became entranced.

Wen Yingling had intended to remind Shen Wan to just play her game and not look up. But seeing Shen Wan’s infatuated gaze, she realized this was an expression the original personality would never show her. If Wan Wan disappeared, this painting would be the most beautiful thing left for her.

When the portrait was finished, Shen Wan looked at herself on the canvas, appearing love-struck and foolish, and desperately wanted to pounce on it and tear it to shreds.

Her image as a pure, unaffected, and adorable girl was completely ruined!!!

“Yingling, this painting is too abstract. You’ve completely changed how I look. That really doesn’t resemble me. I can’t comprehend this high-level art. Let’s tear it up and paint a new one.” Shen Wan grabbed Wen Yingling’s hand and asked hopefully, “What do you think?”

“I think it’s very true to life.”

Wen Yingling carefully put the painting away, her words very serious. “This is the most satisfying painting I’ve ever done. I’ll keep this painting forever.”

Keep it forever?

Even for a memorial portrait, shouldn’t it look better?

Shen Wan couldn’t help but think about how the painting made her look utterly ruined. She desperately wanted to lunge forward, snatch the painting, and tear it to pieces. Wen Yingling, as if to prove her point, began to frame the painting right in front of Shen Wan. The small portrait was placed in an exquisitely beautiful frame that Wen Yingling had carefully selected.

During this time, Shen Wan followed behind her, pleading in vain to change Wen Yingling’s mind. It continued until the love-struck portrait was secured in the beautiful frame. Wen Yingling, seemingly wary of Shen Wan trying to steal it, opened a safe, tossed aside several bundles of cash, some gold bars, and other unrecognizable items. The small framed portrait then occupied the entire safe.

Shen Wan: So her portrait was this valuable? The pile of cash, gold, and unknown items on the floor seemed like mere junk in Wen Yingling’s eyes.

After locking the safe, Wen Yingling turned to see Shen Wan staring blankly at the items on the floor. “These things aren’t very important. They can just be tossed in a cabinet.” With that, she carelessly threw the bundles of cash and gold bars into a cabinet, completely unconcerned.

Shen Wan’s eyes remained glued to the items, not moving for a second.

188: How embarrassing, host. You have a huge sum in your bank account. Don’t keep staring at other people’s money.

“Yingling, it’s just a portrait. No one will steal it. I think that real cash and gold are more likely to be taken.”

For instance, she was looking at it and wanted to take it, but her good moral education restrained her hand. Taking other people’s things was wrong, even if she loved money to death. But she still felt the need to remind Wen Yingling.

“Unique things are priceless. That money and gold, if lost, can be replaced with many substitutes. But that portrait is one of a kind in this world. You can’t find another exactly like it.”

Shen Wan felt a bit sour inside.

Indeed, she was jealous of her own love-struck portrait being so valued by Wen Yingling. What a problem, being jealous of her own portrait.

“Are you hungry? Let’s go downstairs to eat.”

Wen Yingling held Shen Wan’s hand, no longer as cold as before, which made Shen Wan feel a bit better.

After dinner, Wen Yingling didn’t escort Shen Wan back to her room or embrace her for a few kisses as usual.

Instead, she took her to the rooftop. The weather was nice today, with a sky full of beautiful stars. Shen Wan’s hand remained in her grasp, and Shen Wan could feel Wen Yingling’s grip tightening as time passed.

At midnight, Wen Yingling tugged at Shen Wan. “It’s midnight. We should go to sleep.”

“How about we sit a bit longer?” Shen Wan hesitated before suggesting.

“It’s very late.”

Wen Yingling pulled Shen Wan up, placing a gentle peck on her lips. Without pulling away, she whispered in her ear, “If you wake up tomorrow and still feel this world is unfamiliar,” she extended her slender, fair hand, “put your hand in my palm, and I’ll accompany you.”

“Mmm… 188, did you see that? This is the taste of love. Even without saying ‘love’ or ‘like,’ it can move one to tears.”

188: Yes, I saw. He felt gratified. Didn’t he say nothing would go wrong?

Wen Yingling escorted Shen Wan back to her room. As the door was about to close, she suddenly said, “Wan Wan, I won’t change my heart towards you.”

Unless that person is no longer you.

Shen Wan sensed the sorrow emanating from Wen Yingling and thought silently: Wen Yingling, don’t worry. I won’t let you spend the rest of your life staring at that idiotic memorial portrait.

That portrait is so ugly. How could it compare to the real me?

Wen Yingling didn’t immediately return to rest but stood outside Shen Wan’s door for a long time. Wen Yingting returned at two o’clock, busy until then, and saw Wen Yingling standing at Shen Wan’s door with an unusual expression.

“Yingling, you…”

Wen Yingling put her finger to her lips, signaling Wen Yingting not to speak. Wen Yingting quickly swallowed his words. He had long noticed something odd about these two women, though he couldn’t quite pinpoint what.

“What’s going on?” Wen Yingting asked after they went downstairs.

Wen Yingling cast a cool glance at him and recounted how Xia Xinzhi had broken into the villa, nearly harming Shen Wan, and how Shen Wan had accidentally bumped her head and might recover her memory. Wen Yingting was also shocked. Xia Xinzhi was willing to smash Shen Wan with a vase to make her recover her memory?

Since learning that Shen Wan’s car accident was caused by Lin Ming hiring someone to tamper with her car, Wen Yingting had inwardly ended this friendship. He could tolerate many of Lin Ming’s faults—being cold-hearted or using some underhanded methods to achieve his goals—but he couldn’t accept Lin Ming plotting to kill Shen Wan. He couldn’t accept that his good friend was such a person.

Life was so precious. Even though he hoped for Xia Xinzhi’s happiness, if her happiness required exchanging another person’s life, he absolutely wouldn’t agree.

Especially since Shen Wan was Grandfather Shen’s granddaughter, and they had grown up together. When his parents had their accident, if not for Grandfather Shen’s help, Yingling and he, at such a young age, couldn’t have supported the entire Wen Corporation.

“What about Xia Xinzhi?”

Wen Yingling replied coldly, “Sent to the police station. She might be detained for a while.”

“What? Are you going to bail her out?”

Wen Yingting quickly raised his hands. “No, Yingling. I said before, Xia Xinzhi has achieved her goal. I should bow out gracefully. I won’t have any more entanglements with her to make you angry.”

Wen Yingling was silent for a moment. “Wen Yingting, you knew?”

“I knew.” Wen Yingting smiled bitterly. “Regardless of her initial motives for approaching me, it was indeed her appearance that helped me move on.” He remembered something and added happily, “You never exposed her in front of me. You actually cared about me, didn’t you? Right, Yingling? In your heart, you do care about your brother. After all, we’re siblings, aren’t we?”

“How could I possibly care about an idiot like you! You’re dreaming.”