Blame the Villain – Chapter 17
by Little PandaThe Villainous Film Empress (17)
A little rich girl bent on saving the world X A paranoid, dark, and vengeful Film Empress
“This path isn’t simple. I hope you still feel this way four years from now.”
Huang Shuo gave Song Xuyi a long, deep look. Then, he stood up and continued his climb toward the summit.
The stone-paved path to the peak was long, spanning several hundred steps. Huang Shuo was small of stature, and his gait on the stone slabs was somewhat faltering. With his graying hair, his entire body looked dry and thin, yet he climbed upward step by step, resolute and unwavering, never once looking back.
To dedicate one’s entire life to medicineβalmost everyone was sincere the moment they made that vow. But how many actually achieved it over a lifetime?
Song Xuyi stood up, took a deep breath, and followed behind Huang Shuoβ
This was an era where some looked down on ideals. More often than not, “ideals” had simply become a contemptible excuse for capitalists to dupe their workers.
The mountains were high and the road was far. With the path ahead fraught with danger, the smart people had given up long ago.
Yet there would always be those seemingly foolish, stubborn people. Perhaps no one would ever know their names, but in some forgotten corner, for the sake of their beliefs, they would pour out their heart and soul without a single regret, throwing themselves forward like moths to a flame, risking life and limbβ¦
Song Xuyi wanted to be a moth flying into the flame.
When Song Xuyi first heard the news of Huang Shuo’s retirement, she suspected he might have other plans. Sure enough, not long after returning, she heard that Elder Huang had been hired by a certain research institute, and that he had poured in his life savings to establish an institute researching the Sleeping Disease.
Because the Sleeping Disease was a money-losing venture, countless researchers who had previously tried to find a cure had returned in utter defeat. Today, the number of domestic institutions studying the disease could be counted on one hand.
Song Xuyi immediately submitted a winter internship application to the Sleeping Disease Research Institute. She hadn’t expected Huang Shuo to seek her out in person. His brow was furrowed tight, his face wearing that same familiar, short-tempered expression. “You should know the pay at my place is very low and the workload is heavy. Don’t you dare come crying to me when you can’t take it⦔
Answering him was a gentle smile that Song Xuyi had put on.
Song Xuyi felt a bit playful. On a whim, she mimicked Zhao Qingyu’s mannerisms, putting on a polite and formal smile. She hadn’t expected this trick to actually work on Huang Shuo. He was taken aback by her well-behaved, polite smile, then waved his hand. Tossing an ID badge onto her desk, he snorted coldly, “Report to my place during summer break. If your performance isn’t good, don’t blame me if I fire you⦔
Song Xuyi summoned every ounce of her focus, throwing herself into her studies with even greater intensity.
Securing an entry pass did not mean she could rest easy. After all, Huang Shuo’s strictness with his students was clear for all to see.
As Song Xuyi practically forgot to eat or sleep, time flew by. Soon, final exams arrived. She poured every ounce of her energy into cramming her textbooks, her only recreation being keeping an eye out for news of Zhao Qingyu.
Zhao Qingyu’s fans already knew she was filming a television drama, and they eagerly anticipated its release day in and day out. After all, Zhao Qingyu was incredibly low-key. She rarely participated in commercial events and seldom engaged in self-promotion. It was only when her works were released that fans could admire her peerless beauty.
Indeed, Zhao Qingyu was extremely busy. Sometimes, she would send messages to Song Xuyi as late as three or four in the morning.
Song Xuyi didn’t know why Zhao Qingyu had grown so close to her after being rescued just once, but she now truly considered Zhao Qingyu a friend. Seeing her so busy, she naturally couldn’t bear to see her like this. She couldn’t resist preparing several prescriptions of calming herbs and mailing them over. Fearing the medicine would taste too bitter, she also bought and sent some preserved fruits and candied sweets. For some inexplicable reason, Zhao Qingyu had developed a habit from then on: whenever she had the slightest headache or fever, she would relentlessly pester Song Xuyi for a prescription.
One day, while Song Xuyi was studying in the library, she received another call from Zhao Qingyu.
“Doctor Song, my head hurts so much.” Song Xuyi walked outside the library to answer. The voice on the line carried a soft, coquettish trail, and she could almost picture the woman on the other end, brimming with sultry charm. “Could you prescribe me that same medicine from last timeβ¦?”
“⦔
“Medicine isn’t food,” Song Xuyi replied. Usually soft-tempered, she had a habit of growing rather irritable whenever her study was interrupted by someone. Right now, even her voice sounded a bit colder than usual. “You’re always saying your head hurts. Why don’t you go to the hospital and get checkedβ¦?”
“Are you studying?” After all this time, Zhao Qingyu was naturally aware of this habit of hers. Her voice over the receiver instantly turned serious, dropping her volume. “Then study hard. I’ll contact you at noon⦔
“Next time, I’ll grab some calming herbs and make a dried flower sachet1 for you. Your head always hurts, and it’s highly likely due to a lack of sleep. You need to rest properly too⦔ Once her irritation subsided, Song Xuyi’s tone returned to its usual calm. She even felt a tiny pang of guilt, suspecting Zhao Qingyu had picked up on her impatience and was hanging up because of it. Feeling somewhat apologetic, she added, “I’m worried I might forget, so remember to remind me⦔
“Senior Xuyi!”
Before Song Xuyi could finish speaking, a pleasantly surprised voice called out from the side, drawing the gazes of everyone around toward her.
“There are another five questions I don’t know how to solve. Can you teach meβ¦?”
Looking at the boy who was looking over at her with pleasant surprise, Song Xuyi furrowed her brows.
Over the past year, Song Xuyi had shed her youthful awkwardness, growing increasingly beautiful and slender.
Students in her year all knew she was entirely focused on her studies and had no desire to date. Even those who harbored feelings for her rarely stepped forward to disturb her. However, the wet-behind-the-ears freshmen were a different story.
Among the freshmen was a student named Chen Qi. Tall and handsome, he claimed to have fallen in love with Song Xuyi at first sight and began aggressively pursuing her. At first, he exercised a modicum of restraintβsending milk tea and asking her out to movies. But after she rejected him, he didn’t stop. Instead, he started acting as if he were her boyfriend, even following her to the library and constantly interrupting her studies with incredibly basic questionsβ¦
“You can find these yourself just by flipping through the book.” Looking at the extremely basic questions Chen Qi handed her, Song Xuyi patiently explained, “It’s right there in Chapter Five of the book.”
“Senior Xuyi, you’re so amazing!” Chen Qi, seemingly completely blind to her irritation, leaned in closer once he found the answers. “Let’s study together, Senior! If I run into any questions I don’t understand, I can ask you⦔
“You won’t find me too slow, right, Senior?” Chen Qi carelessly set his books down on the table opposite Song Xuyi. “When you rejected me back then, you said you considered me a friend⦔
Chen Qi’s loud voice caused the people in the study room to glance over repeatedly. Feeling the weight of various looks cast in their direction, Song Xuyi’s face chilled. She decided she had to make things absolutely clear to him. “Come outside first. Let’s find a place to talkβ”
“βXuyi, my headache really is getting worse!”
Song Xuyi had thought Zhao Qingyu had already hung up, but she hadn’t expected the woman’s voice to suddenly ring out from the receiver again at this exact moment.
Except this time, the smile in Zhao Qingyu’s voice had completely lost its warmth. Her flat, matter-of-fact tone sounded as though it were laced with ice shards. “You’re right. I think I need an in-person consultation right nowβ”
After saying this, Zhao Qingyu hung up.
Song Xuyi didn’t know what Zhao Qingyu wanted to do, but she had no mind to worry about her right now. She led Chen Qi to the side, wanting to make things completely clear with him.
Chen Qi merely stared at her with burning eyes. “Just because you don’t like me now, Senior, doesn’t mean you won’t like me in the future. I like you so much, Seniorβyou’ll definitely be moved by me eventually⦔
“But you haven’t moved me at all,” Song Xuyi said, her face turning cold. “I don’t like you, and your so-called affection is only causing me trouble.”
“Then what kind of guy do you like?” The smile finally slipped from Chen Qi’s face. Scowling, he grabbed Song Xuyi’s hand. “Song Xuyi, you need to stop playing hard to get! If you don’t like me, why did you smile at us during the freshman welcoming ceremony?”
“Don’t be ungrateful. Frankly speaking, you’re dating up by being with me! My family owns two companies, and the girls who’ve chased me since childhood could line up from here to the school gate. As for your family⦔
“Let go of me!”
Song Xuyi was utterly dumbfounded by his absurd, twisted logic. She struggled with all her might to wrench her hand free, but Chen Qi was extremely strong, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break his gripβ¦
Slap!
Someone nearby let out a cold sneer. Immediately after, a powerful grip seized Chen Qi’s arm, and a harsh backhand slammed across his faceβ
“Who’s that?!”
Chen Qi let go of Song Xuyi’s hand and looked over in a rage, only to see a woman wearing a mask and a hat standing in front of Song Xuyi, shielding her.
The woman didn’t say a word. She waved her hand toward the back, and two bodyguards tightened their grip on Chen Qi. In an instant, Chen Qi’s face turned beet red!
“Your family owns two companies?” The masked woman sneered. She tapped her phone, playing a video of Chen Qi forcing Song Xuyi. “Your mother’s company is in deficit, leaving nothing but an empty shell, your father has two illegitimate children, and this is the only kind of ‘capability’ you have to threaten girls⦔
“If I ever see you harassing myβ¦ meimei again,” the woman said, darting a sharp glance. With a look from the woman, the two bodyguards again pretended to casually kick Chen Qi’s knees. She narrowed her eyes slightly and let out a cold laugh, “You know what kind of price you’ll pay⦔
With his face flushed red, Chen Qi left the library.
Song Xuyi let out a breath of relief.
“How did you get here?”
Having no classes in the afternoon and no longer in the mood to study, Song Xuyi brought Zhao Qingyu to a small restaurant near the university. She booked a private room, ordered two glasses of juice, and closed the door behind them.
“I didn’t plan on coming,” Zhao Qingyu said, lowering her head. “Knowing you don’t like me coming over, I really was just passing by⦔
It was just that when she passed by, she stopped at the school gate for half an hour. And fortunately⦠she stopped for that half hour.
At the thought of Chen Qi, a surge of dark hostility choked Zhao Qingyu’s heart. While filming, she hadn’t given up on expanding her company, and she now had plenty of resources at hand. On the way over, she had already investigated Chen Qi’s background. In fact, she had many more ways to teach him a lesson:
For instance, bankrupting his parents’ companies, or secretly hiring someone to ruin the very hand Chen Qi used to touch Song Xuyiβ¦
At the very least, leaking intimate photos of that dog of a scumbag with his ex-girlfriendβ¦
If it were the Zhao Qingyu of the past, she’d never have settled things with Chen Qi with just a single slap!
Yet in front of Song Xuyi, she could only suppress her true nature.
The most ridiculous thing was that even a scumbag like that could voice his affection so righteously, while her own love could only be buried deep in her heartβ¦
The resentment in her heart surged and clashed. Zhao Qingyu bit her lip hard, her mouth tasting bitter. She kept her head lowered, sipping on the juice Song Xuyi had brought in, completely unable to taste it.
Suddenly, a soft sigh sounded above her.
“Don’t be angry anymore. It’s not worth getting angry over someone like that⦔ she heard Song Xuyi speak softly.
No, you don’t understand. I’m not angry. I’m jealousβjealous to the point of going crazyβ¦ Yet, saying this only in her heart, Zhao Qingyu didn’t even dare to lift her head. She realized that after all this time, she was completely unable to act in front of Song Xuyi, and she was even more afraid that Xuyi would see through her disguise and cruelty at a single glance.
She was almost unable to control herself. When she secretly watched Song Jun surrounded by tens of thousands on the podium, when she heard that her beast of a father was dead, when she was mocked as a bastard⦠she had felt this exact same rage, a desire to destroy everything.
In the past, she would’ve avoided everyone to deal with it on her own, but now she couldn’t bear to leave Song Xuyi. It had been 113 days, and she had finally managed to see her againβ¦
A pair of soft hands began to massage Zhao Qingyu’s temples.
“Didn’t you say you were dizzy? I learned a set of acupressure techniques, why don’t you let me try them?”
The gentle pressure massaged Zhao Qingyu’s meridians. Like a wild beast having its fur smoothed, the rage and frantic anxiety that usually tortured her for hours miraculously melted away, bit by bitβ¦
Zhao Qingyu opened her eyes, staring blankly at Song Xuyi’s reflection on the juice glass, and pursed her lips. So, the juice is grape-flavored!
She truly wished this moment could freeze in timeβ¦
The faint, sweet music playing outside the private room, the subtle fragrance of the girl’s hair, and the sweetness lingering on her tongueβ¦
Zhao Qingyu let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes once more.
Perhaps everything was fate.
βShe had once been a mad dog consumed by resentment, and Song Xuyi was the only medicine she had spent a lifetime of luck to obtain: her bitter, yet sweet, only cure.
The author has something to say:
Little Zhao gets jealous and flies into a furious rage;
Little Song tames the fierce beast with a single move~ (#^.^#)
Author where is the chapter 18 to this? Why did it jump up to chapter 38???
I mean it jump up to chapter 36?
Please author I really love this story😕
I’m so looking forward what will zhao qingyu do to make song xuyi fall inlove with her with song xuyi’s detached attitudes😕
I really apologize, I don’t have time to re-translate chapters at the moment. But, you can still read the initial translation at: https://littlepandatranslations.blogspot.com/2022/12/blame-villain-chapter-18.html?m=1
It’s until chapter 35 there, the translation is not perfect but enjoy? 🙏
Also, I will try to have the time to re-translate completed novels again.
Thanks for your time and effort author. Just take your time no worries. We’ll patienty wait for it😊
It’s okay author thank you so much. I’ll make do with this. Thanks for your hardwork❤️
Author where is the chapter 18 to this? Why did it jump up to chapter 38???
I mean it jump up to chapter 36?
Please author I really love this storyπ
I’m so looking forward what will zhao qingyu do to make song xuyi fall inlove with her with song xuyi’s detached attitudesπ
I really apologize, I don’t have time to re-translate chapters at the moment. But, you can still read the initial translation at: https://littlepandatranslations.blogspot.com/2022/12/blame-villain-chapter-18.html?m=1
It’s until chapter 35 there, the translation is not perfect but enjoy? π
Also, I will try to have the time to re-translate completed novels again.
Thanks for your time and effort author. Just take your time no worries. We’ll patienty wait for itπ
It’s okay author thank you so much. I’ll make do with this. Thanks for your hardworkβ€οΈ