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Blame the Villain – Chapter 160

Villainous Malevolent Ghost (14)

The next morning, Song Xuyi unusually lingered in bed for a while.

She knew she should get up on time, but the dream from last night was really too embarrassing. Song Xuyi didn’t quite know how to face Bai Yu, so she adopted an ostrich mentality and stayed under the covers for about half an hour before getting up.

Strangely, during this time, Bai Yu, who had seemingly become the housekeeper of Song Xuyi’s life, saw her lingering in bed and didn’t come to call her…

After finishing her washing up, Song Xuyi finally gathered the courage to go out and saw Bai Yu sitting on the sofa, continuously looking into a mirror with a slight frown on her eyebrows.

“What’s wrong?” Song Xuyi looked at the table, where Bai Yu had already prepared breakfast as usual. She picked up a bun, took a bite, and pretended nothing had happened as she asked, puzzled.

“I seem to have become ugly…” Bai Yu put down the mirror, the wrinkle between her eyebrows deepening for a moment, as she seriously looked at Song Xuyi, pursing her lips tightly: “And older.”

Bai Yu emphasized the tone on the word ‘old,’ but Song Xuyi didn’t catch it.

Song Xuyi was startled by Bai Yu’s words, choking out a sound and quickly drinking several mouthfuls of water, her eyes wide as she looked at Bai Yu:

Has appearance anxiety even reached Bai Yu these days?!

What’s more frightening is that Bai Yu would actually feel she has become ugly and older—

“How can you think like this?” Not knowing what Bai Yu did, after Bai Yu waved her hand, the obstruction feeling in Song Xuyi’s throat immediately disappeared, and Song Xuyi couldn’t help but speak: “If you are considered ugly, then there would be no good-looking people in the world!”

Song Xuyi believes that her compliments to Bai Yu are all sincere, yet somehow Bai Yu doesn’t seem comforted by Song Xuyi’s words, as she keeps occasionally looking in the mirror even while Song Xuyi is eating.

Song Xuyi thought carefully and felt that this was because Bai Yu had stayed at home for too long.

Staying at home for too long had dampened her spirits, so even someone as celestial as Bai Yu began to have appearance anxiety.

To alleviate Bai Yu’s symptoms, Song Xuyi actively proposed that Bai Yu stay invisibly by her side, follow her to buy gifts, and return to the Song family to celebrate the New Year.

At this time, the winter break had already begun, welcoming the Spring Festival. Song Xuyi had been busy preparing for retesting, staying in the house next to the school, but since it was the Spring Festival, she naturally needed to return to the Song family.

Upon hearing that she would be returning home with Song Xuyi to celebrate the Spring Festival, a smile finally appeared on Bai Yu’s face, but she quickly became quiet and disappeared for a moment. When she reappeared, Song Xuyi almost dropped her jaw: Bai Yu, who had been dressed as a celestial master in flowing white robes for ages, was unexpectedly wearing the light purple dress that Song Xuyi had burned for her!

The dress was extremely well-cut, perfectly outlining Bai Yu’s beautifully proportioned slender figure. She seemed to be adapting to the high heels Song Xuyi had burned for her, initially walking with a slight limp, unintentionally revealing her graceful body curves. But soon, Bai Yu mastered the balance skill and walked gracefully and elegantly to Song Xuyi’s front.

Song Xuyi stared in awe.

Previously, Bai Yu wore a loose celestial master robe, and Song Xuyi only knew her waist was slender and her legs long. Now, seeing her in a small V-neck dress, Song Xuyi realized that Bai Yu was also exceptionally full in certain areas, her entire body flawless.

“Cough cough cough!” The system in her mind emitted a burst of violent dry coughing sounds.

Song Xuyi awoke as if from a dream, feeling a wave of guilt, and hurriedly lowered her eyelids. She didn’t know what had come over her; in a daze, she felt a strange sense of relief, glad that Bai Yu had hidden her form, so only she could see her in such a beautiful state.

This was truly terrible!

Song Xuyi knew what this mentality meant and couldn’t help but silently recite several times in her heart, “She is the ancestral grandmother,” but this time it didn’t work as usual. Bai Yu’s graceful and charming appearance kept echoing in front of her eyes, leaving Song Xuyi’s heart incredibly disturbed. Afraid of Bai Yu noticing her own coveting, she could only try to pick up her bag, put on her coat, and walk out the door without looking sideways.

Is it that she feels she is too old, or simply never planned to include herself in someone else’s plans?

Bai Yu clenched her teeth tightly.

It wasn’t until Song Xuyi walked out of the house and was hit by the cold wind at the door that she realized it was already winter, and Bai Yu’s attire was completely inappropriate for the season.

But Bai Yu had already changed clothes, and it was rare for her to actively adapt to modern clothing. Moreover, she was in a spiritual state, unaffected by the cold or heat. Song Xuyi hesitated for a moment but swallowed the words urging Bai Yu to go back and change clothes.

However, very soon, Song Xuyi felt immense regret over her decision.

The Song family’s driver’s car was already parked downstairs. Bai Yu was evidently very comfortable with such modes of transportation. After Song Xuyi got in the car, Bai Yu calmly stepped her long legs in and sat beside Song Xuyi. In her peripheral vision, Song Xuyi saw Bai Yu’s snow-white, slender legs crossed beside her, and suddenly felt a rush of heat to her head. Her cheeks uncontrollably turned red, and her heartbeat began to accelerate with a ‘thump thump.’

Song Xuyi gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, silently reciting the new incantation that Bai Yu had taught her. Yet, somehow, unlike the previous one which brought peace of mind, the one Bai Yu taught, though effective quickly, made Song Xuyi feel more restless the more she recited it. In her mind, Bai Yu’s slim waist and flawless long legs kept appearing…

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Suddenly, a phrase she had heard somewhere popped into Song Xuyi’s mind: “Sister’s waist is not a waist, but a life-taking San Lang’s curved blade; sister’s legs are not legs, but the spring water by the Sanna riverbank—”

Realizing what she had thought, Song Xuyi, in shame and anger, bit her lip tightly. She could only resort to her old trick, asking the system in her mind to play the 《Heart Sutra》. The system, seeing the cold-faced and angry villain beside Song Xuyi, remembered the fear of being forced into silence a few days ago and dared not cooperate with her. It could only hesitantly say, “I… my playback system malfunctioned…”

With no other choice, Song Xuyi secretly opened her phone, planning to recite the PDF incantation book her online class teacher had given her. However, just as Song Xuyi opened the PDF, Bai Yu leaned over—

Song Xuyi hurriedly turned off her phone. Fortunately, Bai Yu seemed not to have seen the content on her phone. Holding her head and slightly frowning, Bai Yu looked at Song Xuyi: “Xuyi, I seem… to feel a bit uncomfortable again.”

Seeing Bai Yu’s appearance, Song Xuyi, putting aside her own embarrassment, hurriedly extended her hand to Bai Yu’s lips—

Bai Yu glanced up at Song Xuyi but didn’t rush to suck her blood, probably because the car’s interior was cramped, making it uncomfortable to bend over while sitting. Bai Yu squatted down, slightly lowering her head, and her red lips touched Song Xuyi’s wrist.

There was a slight tingling pain on the wrist, like a mosquito bite, as if an electric current was flowing through her body. Song Xuyi’s entire body involuntarily shivered, and she almost used all her self-control to suppress the muffled hum at her lips. She couldn’t help but lower her eyes to glance at Bai Yu—

Due to Bai Yu’s squatting posture, Song Xuyi, upon lowering her eyes, saw some intimate scenery she wasn’t supposed to see.

Song Xuyi felt as if something suddenly ignited in her head with a ‘boom,’ her face turning completely red once again, and she hurriedly closed her eyes.

Here it comes again!

During this period, whenever Bai Yu touches her, she becomes extremely strange, always wanting to get closer to Bai Yu. What exactly is happening?

This time, the feeling is more intense than ever before. Even with her eyes closed, Song Xuyi’s mind is still filled with images of Bai Yu’s slender, snow-white long legs…

What torments Song Xuyi even more is that after drinking blood, Bai Yu still seems a bit uncomfortable, tilting her head to rest on Song Xuyi’s knee, as if Song Xuyi could touch her with just a stretch of her hand…

Song Xuyi feels as if she is in a sea of fire, with blazing flames gradually evaporating her reason—

“Miss, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?” Fortunately, the driver noticed Song Xuyi’s unease, opened the car window, and slowed down. The cold wind from outside finally helped Song Xuyi regain some of her senses.

“The car is too stuffy, please keep the window open—”

Afterward, with the cold wind blowing through, Song Xuyi finally managed to maintain some clarity of mind and avoided doing anything offensive to Bai Yu.

The car soon arrived at the mall.

Even though Song Xuyi doesn’t go out often, her attire reveals her substantial wealth. Therefore, every time she enters a store, the sales assistants treat her with great enthusiasm, promoting various items in the store.

After communicating with these sales assistants, the heat in Song Xuyi’s heart finally subsided.

Not long after, Song Xuyi bought the gift.

When leaving the mall, Song Xuyi specifically bought a bottle of cooling oil, planning to use it as a physical means to calm herself. Whenever she felt her mood fluctuating, she would smell the cooling oil. However, during the latter half of the journey back to the Song family residence, Bai Yu no longer rested on Song Xuyi’s knee. She sat upright beside Song Xuyi, looking somewhat angry, with her lips pressed into a line, emitting an aura of “strangers, do not approach.”

Had Bai Yu discovered her covetous feelings?

Song Xuyi felt a “thud” in her heart but didn’t dare to face Bai Yu and ask directly. She could only close her eyes and lie in the back seat pretending to sleep, but she felt no sleepiness at all. She also didn’t know if it was her imagination: it seemed that Bai Yu’s mood was getting lower and lower.

Not long after, the car arrived at the Song family old residence.

The old residence had already started hosting the banquet. Song Xuyi was urged by Mother Song to change into a gown and put on makeup. Song Xuyi didn’t expect that Mother Song had also prepared a light purple dress for her. Looking at herself in the mirror with makeup done, she glanced at Bai Yu beside her and inexplicably felt that she and Bai Yu really looked like a pair…

However, Song Xuyi didn’t notice the deep gaze Bai Yu had while looking at her figure. She was lost in her own thoughts, and upon realizing what she was thinking, she despised herself for indulging in foolish delusions once again, almost fleeing downstairs in a panic.

Father Song was chatting with people not far from the stairs. Seeing Song Xuyi, he laughed, “Unknowingly, our Xuyi has become a beautiful young lady! Such a beautiful girl shouldn’t be kept in the laboratory all day. Come, Dad will introduce you to some of your uncles’ sons—”

Before Song Xuyi could react, Father Song pulled her into the crowd.

In front of a large audience, Song Xuyi couldn’t refuse Father Song’s suggestion, so she awkwardly followed him, making small talk with the group, her mind elsewhere. Her gaze roamed and inevitably landed on Bai Yu—

Even standing in the corner, Bai Yu couldn’t hide her dazzling brilliance. Among thousands, Bai Yu was always the most radiant one.

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However, Bai Yu still had a cold expression, and the gaze she gave…seemed to carry a bit of anger?

Song Xuyi didn’t know why, but inexplicably thought of a wife coming to catch her unfaithful husband.

However, when Song Xuyi looked over again, Bai Yu had already turned her head.

Song Xuyi pressed her lips together: the pure and aloof Bai Yu could not possibly show that kind of expression. It must be a mistake, but Bai Yu was certainly still angry about her covetous feelings…

For a moment, Song Xuyi’s heart grew increasingly bitter.

After chatting around, Father Song suggested that Song Xuyi add several of the uncles’ sons on WeChat. However, when Song Xuyi took out her phone, she found that the screen flashed once and then the battery died.

Father Song didn’t insist, continuing to chat about business with others. Song Xuyi seized the opportunity to slip away and started eating at the side.

At this moment, she didn’t want to be pulled by her family to socialize, nor did she want to return to the room to face Bai Yu alone. She could only delay time as much as possible by the dining table, eating. It must be said that the food prepared for the Song family’s banquet was especially delicious. Even though her mood was not good, Song Xuyi still ate a lot, particularly enjoying a type of small cake that, when bitten into, released a very tasty filling. She ate many in succession—

Mother Song, who came over to find Song Xuyi, saw the pile of cake papers beside her and widened her eyes: “Xuyi! I was just about to tell you, this filling has alcohol…”

However, it was already too late.

In front of her, Mother Song appeared with a double image. Song Xuyi looked at Mother Song and foolishly laughed out loud: “Oh, like this!”

Mother Song helplessly held her forehead and could only call someone to send Song Xuyi back to her room and bring some sobering soup.

Song Xuyi actually still retained a bit of clarity and obediently drank the sobering soup. In her heart, she felt this was the best possible situation: being drunk meant she didn’t have to awkwardly stay in the living room, and in a drunken state, she probably wouldn’t have those strange dreams, nor would she have to face the cold Bai Yu—

The room’s lights dimmed, and a servant fed Song Xuyi the soup, then turned off the lights and exited the room.

As she became drowsy, someone removed Song Xuyi’s makeup and gently wiped her cheeks with a towel, the actions extremely gentle.

Song Xuyi murmured comfortably, completely falling into sleep.

Song Xuyi didn’t expect that what she feared would come again; she once more dreamed of Bai Yu.

This dream seemed to be a continuation of the one from the previous night: still at the Bai family’s old residence, but it seemed that the bowing to heaven and earth part had already passed. Song Xuyi and Bai Yu sat together on a redwood bed covered with a bright red brocade quilt, the quilt’s red dazzling, making Bai Yu’s skin look even more white like snow.

Strangely, Bai Yu was not wearing the bright red wedding dress, but still wore the purple dress seen during the day.

Bai Yu’s expression looked extremely cold. She frowned while looking at Song Xuyi, intently staring into Song Xuyi’s eyes, and spoke coldly: “Xuyi, what kind of thoughts do you ultimately hold towards me?”

Heaven knows how Bai Yu got through this day: Xuyi avoided her like a snake or insect, smiled five times at one female salesperson, three times at two female salespeople, and twice at the men tonight, but throughout the whole day, she didn’t smile at her even once!

Does she really despise her for being old, being the ancestor grandmother, so she’s unwilling to be close to her…

What kind of thoughts…

She’s aware, isn’t she?

Song Xuyi, however, dared not meet Bai Yu’s gaze, ashamedly lowering her head and pressing her lips tightly:

That sentence was like a whip, stripping away all disguises and laying everything bare in the air.

In the dream, Bai Yu noticed her thoughts, and in reality, Bai Yu is so smart, she probably noticed too, right?

Given her nature, she would certainly distance herself secretly, maybe even return to the dark and gloomy Bai family old residence…

“Song Xuyi, you… are you ultimately—” Song Xuyi delayed her answer, Bai Yu’s eyes grew increasingly dim, her hoarse voice pressed as she questioned, but before she could say “despise me for being old,” Song Xuyi grabbed her collar—

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Song Xuyi felt the blazing flame in her heart surging out, with all anxiety, restraint, and bitterness thrown to the clouds at this moment. After all, in reality, Bai Yu noticing her thoughts was already set in stone, so in the dream she might as well completely indulge her own desires once—

“What thoughts?” Song Xuyi intently stared at Bai Yu’s absolutely beautiful face, gritted her teeth and spoke word by word: “To make you mine!”


Bai Yu seemed not to react, staring blankly in place.

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Song Xuyi then felt even more that this was a dream; if it were the real Bai Yu, she would certainly push her away disdainfully.

Song Xuyi’s breath caught, and she dared not look again at that sacred, beautiful face that made her feel like she was committing a crime. She directly reached to tear at Bai Yu’s collar: “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time—”

However, Song Xuyi still overestimated her strength in the dream. She pulled twice and did not manage to pull down the dress as she had expected, growing increasingly angry, thinking about how her coveting of Bai Yu had made everything a mess. Gripping Bai Yu’s collar, she almost couldn’t help but angrily shed tears—

Why is she so useless?!

However, immediately after, Song Xuyi’s hand was grasped by someone, and the dress that Song Xuyi could not pull apart a moment before automatically opened…

Bai Yu lifted her chin, her eyes clearly full of joyful smiles, yet the voice sounded with a bit of resentment, and she kissed deeply—

“This kind of thing, it’s better to let the ancestor grandmother teach you how to do it…”


The author has something to say:

Dabai (●—●) (angry): Such a good thing, and you didn’t say it earlier!

If I had known earlier that I could have you, don’t mention you calling me ancestor grandmother, I’d even call you grandmother…

Tomorrow, this little world will probably reach its grand finale~


LP: Re-translated on September 26, 2024



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Anazu Salted Fish

blushed so hard, its not even me she said to🙂

Anazu Salted Fish

blushed so hard, its not even me she said to🙂

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