Transmigrated into a Villainess? I’m Going to conquer the Heroine!

When they arrived at the company, Jiang Zi, sitting in her office, couldn’t help but steal glances at Tang Yuan, who was sitting nearby, staring at her computer screen.

Tang Yuan appeared to be reviewing documents, but in reality, her mind was still preoccupied with what had just happened.

Jiang Zi couldn’t recall more details about the car accident, but she was certain it hadn’t happened in this world. Could it be that, apart from her past life in the cultivation world, she had yet another previous life—one that also involved Tang Yuan?

Softly, she called out, “Tang Yuan.”

As expected, the girl who had been secretly paying attention to her immediately looked up naturally. “What’s wrong, Sister?”

Jiang Zi rubbed her fingertips against the desk, carefully choosing her words. “Just now… I must have scared you, right?”

Hearing this, Tang Yuan stood up, pulled her chair over, and smoothly sat beside Jiang Zi, her voice sweet and soft. “So what happened to you just now, Sister?”

Jiang Zi’s gaze flickered slightly as she stared intently into Tang Yuan’s eyes. “I’m afraid of car accidents. I just had a bit of a reaction earlier.”

“Huh?” Tang Yuan bit her lip, pausing for a moment before asking, “Have you been in an accident before?”

Jiang Zi shook her head. “No.”

“But I did witness one.”

Tang Yuan’s pupils shrank slightly. Her mind inexplicably flashed to a script where she had been the tragic early-death white moonlight—the car accident that killed her. But since her memories had been erased before death, she couldn’t recall how terrible it had been. She only remembered… unbearable pain.

She hesitated before weakly asking, “Was the accident scene really scary?”

Jiang Zi gently ran her fingers through Tang Yuan’s soft hair, then leaned in to press a light kiss on her lips. “Terrifying. It left a psychological scar.”

Tang Yuan clicked her tongue, feeling sympathy for the pedestrians who had to witness someone being thrown into the air. They must have been scared stiff.

“From now on, Tang Yuan, don’t cross the street alone. Hold my hand when you go out. Only ride in my car, okay?”

Tang Yuan immediately shook her head. “No way, I got my driver’s license. I have my own car.”

Jiang Zi didn’t argue. “Then I’ll sit in the passenger seat.”

Tang Yuan tsked and teased, “Sister, are you planning to stick to me every time I go out? How about I just stay in instead?”

“Really?” Jiang Zi’s gaze was deep, her dark pupils reflecting Tang Yuan’s image clearly, without a hint of joking.

Tang Yuan froze for a second before instinctively looking away to hide her shock.

[Wait… huh?]
[I was just kidding, but Sister actually took it seriously?]
[No, something feels off. Is she really planning to stick to me all the time just because she’s afraid I’ll get into a car accident?]

Tang Yuan puffed up her cheeks, calmed herself down, then turned back to look at Jiang Zi. “I was joking. How can I not go out? There’s so much fun stuff, delicious food, and beautiful scenery. I still have to go out and enjoy them!”

Jiang Zi lowered her eyes, hiding the flicker of disappointment, her tone calm and unreadable. “Then wherever Tang Yuan goes, I’ll go too.”

Tang Yuan cupped Jiang Zi’s face with both hands, grinning. “Hehe, let me see—are you secretly upset, Sister?”

She promised, “Don’t worry, Sister. I won’t die so easily.”

Jiang Zi swiftly covered her mouth, her expression tense as she sternly said, “Don’t say such inauspicious things.”

Tang Yuan blinked, then obediently nodded.

She was determined to live well in this life. She was done with dying in the first two episodes of a story and only existing in flashbacks. Having died ten times, no one cherished life more than she did.

Jiang Zi reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace, resting her head on Tang Yuan’s shoulder. The force of the hug was so strong that it felt like she wanted to fuse them together. Her voice was lighthearted, but every word was like an icicle stabbing into Tang Yuan’s heart, making her ache so much she could barely breathe.

She said it hurt.

She had died ten times, remembering the pain of each death.

Her Tang Yuan—how much suffering had she endured to finally earn this simple wish of living a long life?

Jiang Zi and Tang Yuan were different.

Tang Yuan was a so-called task performer, appearing at different stages of a character’s life with memories of her past experiences.

Jiang Zi, however, was different. Every time, she started anew from birth, never knowing she was bound by the rules of the world. This time, awakening in this life had restored all her memories from the cultivation world, but she couldn’t recall the pain of her past injuries or the agony of her own demise.

They were different.

Even in silence, Tang Yuan could keenly sense that something was off with Jiang Zi. She didn’t ask further. Instead, she gently stroked Jiang Zi’s back, offering a bit of comfort.

Jiang Zi thought to herself—once the situation in Chu Yu was resolved, she should be able to ask Tang Yuan about the identity of task performers. But right now, the story constraints were still in place; it wasn’t the right time.

And as for the fact that she could hear Tang Yuan’s inner thoughts—should she confess that?

Jiang Zi slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the empty space behind Tang Yuan. Her pupils were unfocused, clearly caught in deep contemplation.

After thinking it through—no, she shouldn’t tell her. She should just let things unfold naturally.

This ability to hear her thoughts had appeared so suddenly. She didn’t even know what had triggered it. Until she understood the truth, it was best to lay low.

For the next few days, Tang Yuan accompanied Jiang Zi to the company every day. Tang Gu never showed up once, only occasionally contacting them with brief progress updates.

On the seventh day, the deadline they had set, Tang Yuan didn’t have much hope that they’d be able to take down Lu Shan’en today.

That morning, Meng Yao’er sent her a news link. Seeing the headline, Tang Yuan was momentarily stunned.

#Breaking News! Lu Pharmaceutical Group has been selling counterfeit medicine for years, raking in huge profits. The company has been ordered to cease operations and is under investigation.

Had the counterfeit drug scandal been exposed? A lot of people were paying attention to the case. Since the news was directly targeting the entire Lu Pharmaceutical Group and no one was suppressing the trending topic, it was clear that the authorities had stepped in and confirmed the truth.

Tang Yuan skimmed through the article and saw that public outrage was rapidly shifting toward the company’s president, Lu Shan’en. The situation was escalating fast.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, footage of Lu Shan’en’s horrific operating table experiments surfaced online. Many of the scenes had to be censored due to the sheer brutality, yet the bloodshed remained visible.

#Lu Shan’en, a demon!

Seeing this trending phrase, Tang Yuan’s heart skipped a beat.

What had happened to Lu Shan’en? Would he attempt to flee now that he sensed danger?

She quickly opened her chat with Tang Gu, just about to ask, when Meng Yao’er’s message popped up.

Meng Yao’er: Lu Shan’en is dead. I killed him.

Tang Yuan’s fingers froze. She immediately clicked into their chat window, her mind blank from those simple seven words.

Tang Yuan: What?? What do you mean?? How did you kill him??

Just then, Jiang Zi returned with breakfast, only to find Tang Yuan, who had been lazily sprawled in bed, suddenly sitting bolt upright as if struck by lightning.

Jiang Zi walked over to the bed and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Tang Yuan stared wide-eyed at the chat window, her heart pounding. “Meng Yao’er just said she killed Lu Shan’en! Is this for real?!”

Jiang Zi glanced at her screen and responded calmly, “It’s real.”

Tang Yuan snapped her head up to look at her. “How do you know?”

Jiang Zi cleared her throat, speaking softly. “…I found out last night.”