Blame the Villain – Chapter 249

Real World (3)

Song Xu Yi felt as if she was still in a dream.

In the beginning of these past few years, Rong Yu started by addressing her as ‘Miss Song’. As they grew somewhat more familiar, she began calling her ‘Xu Yi’, never using the term ‘wife’.

However, shortly after, Song Xu Yi came to realize that she wasn’t dreaming. She was so surprised that she lost her balance and tumbled off the edge of the bed. Her arm collided with the edge of the bed, and the intense pain proved that everything was real.

Yet, Song Xu Yi found all of this even more surreal than a dream: Rong Yu was clearly sleeping on the other side of the bed, but now she appeared beneath her as she fell. Just as she was descending, Rong Yu managed to catch her in a way that prevented her from hurting herself.

Could this still be within the bounds of human speed?

The idea crossed Song Xu Yi’s mind, and she remembered that Rong Yu had just recovered from a serious illness. Quickly, she climbed down from Rong Yu’s embrace and spoke, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” Rong Yu murmured softly.

Song Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, propped herself up, but somehow her foot landed on Rong Yu’s ankle, causing her to fall again—

This time, Song Xu Yi and Rong Yu ended up face to face.

From up close, Rong Yu’s face appeared even more delicate. The beauty mark under her eye was exquisitely charming. In this moment, Song Xu Yi was leaning on Rong Yu’s chest, her hands making contact…

?!

Rong Yu’s usual attire leaned towards a cool and reserved style. Song Xu Yi had never touched Rong Yu’s figure before, and it was only now that she realized Rong Yu’s body could also be considered quite alluring. With the two of them in such close proximity, Song Xu Yi could even feel Rong Yu’s shallow breath…

Song Xu Yi’s face turned bright red all of a sudden.

She met Rong Yu’s gaze. Sometime in between, Rong Yu’s eyes had acquired a subtle smile. She gazed at her quietly. Song Xu Yi felt like she was almost drowning in Rong Yu’s eyes, so she quickly retracted her hand and awkwardly scrambled to get up.

This time, luckily, there were no more accidents. Song Xu Yi settled down beside her. Just then, her cat, Xiao Hei, leisurely strolled into the room. Upon seeing Rong Yu in the room as well, Xiao Hei seemed frightened and wanted to leave. In this awkward situation, Song Xu Yi couldn’t let go of this lifeline. She called out to Xiao Hei several times until Xiao Hei reluctantly came in, crouching down next to Song Xu Yi. Its tail pointed towards Rong Yu’s side, as if trying to pretend that Rong Yu didn’t exist.

Xiao Hei was a stray cat that Song Xu Yi had adopted earlier. It had transformed from a small, timid creature into a sleek and shiny furball under Song Xu Yi’s care. Xiao Hei wasn’t afraid of anyone, but when she saw Rong Yu, she got nervous.

At this moment, Song Xu Yi was not much different from Xiao Hei. She didn’t dare to look at Rong Yu, feeling that Rong Yu might have called her the wrong name in a moment of confusion. To avoid embarrassment, she simply lowered her head and focused on petting the cat.

Xiao Hei was still a young kitten, with sleek fur that felt incredibly pleasant to touch. As she petted Xiao Hei, Song Xu Yi’s mind began to wander, and she suddenly had a sensation: she seemed to have seen what Xiao Hei would look like when it grew up.

Where had she seen that before?

Song Xu Yi couldn’t remember. She pondered about bringing up the topic of divorce with Rong Yu, but she couldn’t concentrate—despite her head hanging low, she could feel Rong Yu’s gaze sticking to her like threads, and Song Xu Yi didn’t dare to turn around. She felt a rush of heat throughout her body, as if she might start emitting smoke any moment.

After what seemed like a long while, Rong Yu finally got up and returned to her own room.

Song Xu Yi let out a sigh of relief, gently placing Xiao Hei down before entering the bathroom.

After finishing her ablutions, Song Xu Yi also regained her composure. She felt embarrassed about her recent behavior. Rong Yu had just recovered from a serious illness, and she should have at least candidly greeted her and naturally brought up the topic of divorce.

In these past years, Song Xu Yi’s work had decreased, and she had taken up dance classes in her spare time. Initially, she had enrolled to avoid embarrassing Rong Yu in social settings, but Rong Yu rarely took her out to social events. Even when they did go out, Rong Yu would decline all dance invitations on her behalf. Over time, Song Xu Yi started learning dance purely out of her own interest. She even switched to a dance style she enjoyed, learning classical dance.

On this day, Song Xu Yi had a dance class. After putting on light makeup, she headed out. However, the moment she opened the door, she didn’t anticipate seeing Rong Yu right outside. Rong Yu’s appearance was different from her usual conservative look. She was wearing a red strap dress that revealed her delicate, snow-white collarbone. Her black hair cascaded down, and she had applied red lipstick, giving her a striking appearance that nearly left Song Xu Yi stunned in her tracks—it was so similar to the beautiful female celebrity from her dreams!

“Are you going out?” Rong Yu asked with a smile as she looked at Song Xu Yi.

Song Xu Yi didn’t dare to meet Rong Yu’s gaze. She nodded her head like a pecking chicken and heard Rong Yu’s voice rise, “I happen to have nothing to do today and don’t know how to arrange my day. How about accompanying you out?”

“You… Haven’t you just recovered from your illness?” Song Xu Yi was genuinely surprised this time. She looked up at Rong Yu, “Don’t you need to rest a bit longer?”

“I’ve rested long enough,” Rong Yu’s face still held that smile that made Song Xu Yi’s heart race. She gazed deeply at Song Xu Yi, her voice even carrying a hint of coquettishness, “Wifey, I want to go out.”

Here it came again, that word, ‘wifey’…

It’s just too much to handle!

Song Xu Yi’s cheeks were almost turning red again. She had the subconscious urge to correct Rong Yu, but just as she was about to, she happened to see Zhong Jie walking slowly over from the corridor. Song Xu Yi had to halt her words.

“Oh,” Song Xu Yi hurriedly glanced at Rong Yu, her mind in disarray. She suddenly didn’t know what to say: despite not wanting to admit it, there was a part of Song Xu Yi that did look forward to being alone with Rong Yu. She took a deep breath to suppress the heat spreading on her face and tried to act natural as she looked at Rong Yu again, “Just wait here.”

Song Xu Yi led Rong Yu into the dressing room.

Ever since Song Xu Yi married Rong Yu, the housekeeper, Zhong Jie, had entrusted the management of the dressing room to Song Xu Yi. Following Zhong Jie’s instructions and Rong Yu’s habits, Song Xu Yi took care of Rong Yu’s dressing room. Even though she felt Rong Yu shouldn’t dress so maturely at such a young age, the previous Song Xu Yi didn’t dare to interfere too much in Rong Yu’s life. She simply added clothing to Rong Yu’s collection according to Rong Yu’s style.

Rong Yu’s dressing room was next to Song Xu Yi’s. It was only now that Song Xu Yi realized that the red dress Rong Yu was wearing had been bought by herself.

This dress was purchased by Song Xu Yi for Rong Yu.

Song Xu Yi’s style leaned towards a pure and innocent floral look. She didn’t like wearing such vibrant dresses, as they didn’t quite complement her figure. However, since she started managing Rong Yu’s dressing room, Song Xu Yi would unconsciously pick out one or two pieces of clothing she thought would suit Rong Yu every time she went shopping. Yet, she hadn’t dared to give them to Rong Yu, keeping them in her heart and hanging them in the dressing room. She didn’t expect Rong Yu would actually choose to wear something she had bought.

“My taste is indeed good!”

Song Xu Yi looked at Rong Yu wearing the dress, a genuine beauty in the real world. However, when she bought it, Song Xu Yi hadn’t paid attention to the chest area measurements. Although it was within a normal range, Song Xu Yi still felt that it revealed a bit too much.

Since Rong Yu was wearing a dress she bought, Song Xu Yi should at least have the right to help her with the matching… right?

She hasn’t even taken a proper look at her appearance…

Song Xu Yi took a deep breath. In the past, she wouldn’t have dared to voice any opinion about Rong Yu’s decisions. However, Song Xu Yi didn’t know where this newfound courage came from. She led Rong Yu into the dressing room and helped her match a white small suit.

“It’s a bit cold outside,” Song Xu Yi spoke with a serious tone, her words a mix of nonsense, “You’ve just recovered from a serious illness, so you should wear a bit more.”

“Sure,” unexpectedly, Song Xu Yi didn’t anticipate that Rong Yu would still maintain that amiable demeanor. She smiled brightly and responded, “You’re the boss.”

Rong Yu put on the small suit. Song Xu Yi still felt that Rong Yu looked excessively beautiful, and she even felt a desire to make Rong Yu revert to her usual attire. However, at least it covered up some areas, and Rong Yu had a naturally good figure to begin with. Song Xu Yi awkwardly convinced herself in her mind, while also being surprised by her sudden possessiveness. Wasn’t she planning to divorce Rong Yu? How did she suddenly develop such strong possessiveness toward her…

A knocking on the door sounded from the entrance, interrupting Song Xu Yi’s contemplation. Zhong Jie’s voice echoed from outside the door, “Miss, I’ve prepared breakfast according to your instructions.”

Song Xu Yi and Rong Yu headed downstairs together. They were both surprised to find that the table was filled with dishes she liked. Song Xu Yi gave Zhong Jie a glance. She wasn’t particularly picky about food, and Zhong Jie wasn’t aware of her preferences.

Was all of this just a coincidence?

However, during the meal that followed, Rong Yu began continuously putting food into her bowl, as if Song Xu Yi was the one recovering from a serious illness—

“Wifey, you like this dish.”

“Wifey, give this a try…”

How could Rong Yu know her preferences?

Seeing Zhong Jie beside her with a contented smile, Song Xu Yi’s face turned red. She could only lower her head and eat her food like an ostrich.

Song Xu Yi didn’t even know how she managed to finish her meal.

After finishing the meal, Song Xu Yi practically fled from the living room.

Her pace slowed as she moved on, and by the time she reached the garage, she had finally calmed down. Rong Yu’s behavior today was just too unusual; she needed to ask for clarification.

Song Xu Yi usually drove herself, and as she settled into the driver’s seat, Rong Yu took the passenger seat. However, Rong Yu seemed unfamiliar with the seatbelt of Song Xu Yi’s car and couldn’t fasten it for a while…

Song Xu Yi had to bend down to help Rong Yu with the seatbelt. When she raised her head again, she once more caught a glimpse of the figure partially concealed by the suit. Maybe due to sitting down, or perhaps because of the adjustments, the curvature was more pronounced. Song Xu Yi’s cheeks reddened again, afraid that Rong Yu might notice. To divert attention, she awkwardly tugged at Rong Yu’s clothes and then returned to her seat.

“Thank you, wifey.”

Song Xu Yi heard Rong Yu’s laughter-filled voice again.

She almost lost her breath.

With just the two of them at the moment, Song Xu Yi didn’t feel as self-conscious. She decided to directly voice her inner confusion, “You… What’s with you today? Why did you suddenly start calling me ‘wifey’?”

“Don’t you like it?” Rong Yu didn’t directly respond to Song Xu Yi’s question. Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Song Xu Yi.

“It’s not about liking or not liking,” Song Xu Yi vaguely began, actually kind of enjoying being addressed that way by Rong Yu. However, she didn’t dare to be direct about it, fearing she might reveal her hidden feelings for Rong Yu. She lowered her head and continued, “It’s just that it took me by surprise.”

“Because…” Rong Yu looked at Song Xu Yi, a faint blush gradually appearing on her face. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but upon seeing Song Xu Yi’s avoidance, she uncharacteristically hesitated, eventually pursing her lips. “Why don’t you take a look in the trunk first.”

Song Xu Yi frowned as she got out of the car. She then noticed a bunch of beautiful roses in the trunk. The woman even more beautiful than the roses handed them to Song Xu Yi. Finally, the address changed, “Xu Yi, I know this might be audacious, but can you pretend to be my partner for a day to make up for a regret in my heart?”

“I was trapped in the first holographic world. They had a pre-written script, and those people intended for me to become a crazy villain who destroys the world and remains trapped there until I fall in love with a girl from the story…”

……

Rong Yu told a story, and as Song Xu Yi listened to her account, her eyes grew wider. Rong Yu noticed Song Xu Yi’s astonished expression, a trace of darkness passing through her eyes. However, her face drooped as she continued, “The girl in the story looks exactly like you, and she’s just as adorable as you are. I really liked her in the dream. I initially thought she was you. But I told the secretary that the holographic game isn’t stable, and we shouldn’t let anyone else in. So, it probably wasn’t you, just a character…”

A hint of moisture appeared in Rong Yu’s eyes, “She never knew how much I liked her, how I wanted her to be my wife—”

“Xu Yi, I know the game is all fake, but even after waking up, I couldn’t forget her. Could you pretend to be my partner for a day? It would make me feel a bit better in my heart, help me step out of the game?”

……

It took Song Xu Yi a while to control her emotions, but her heart was thrown into turmoil: So, the dream from last night was an actual event that happened in the holographic world?

Song Xu Yi didn’t expect that the Rong Yu in her dream actually had a crush on her, while in reality, she had been secretly admiring Rong Yu for years. However, as she looked at Rong Yu’s eyes glistening with moisture, Song Xu Yi couldn’t refuse any request from Rong Yu. Remembering the miserable fate of “Zhao Qingyu,” as described by the little world before leaving, how she cried incessantly, her spirit broken, her entertainment career in ruins, and she spent her days missing the girl she liked, even though Song Xu Yi felt that Rong Yu didn’t seem like that kind of person, she still couldn’t resist Rong Yu’s misty-eyed appeal. She nodded:

“I’ll agree.”

“Wifey, you’re so kind!”

Song Xu Yi also didn’t expect Rong Yu to quickly get back into character. She seemed a bit shy as she glanced at Song Xu Yi, leaned in, and planted a kiss on Song Xu Yi’s cheek. Facing Song Xu Yi’s widened eyes, she took it further, saying, “Could you also call me ‘wifey’ today?”

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The author has something to say:

Rong Yu: Seduce her with my gaze —

She looks down.

Deliberately loosen the collar to expose my neck —

She helps me adjust my clothes.

Then… I can only resort to the ultimate move —

Pretend to be pitiable!

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