I’ve been transported into a novel!
“Y-You... how can you bully people like that?”
At the alley entrance, a girl with a high ponytail and slightly chubby cheeks had red, watery eyes. She knelt down, picking up the scattered flyers one by one, her hurt and aggrieved expression tugging at one’s heart.
Jiang Changyuan, dressed in a leather jacket with slicked-back hair, exuding the aura of a street tough, gradually looked bewildered.
Because he realized he had transmigrated into a novel.
Into the role of a villainous stepping stone against the favored protagonist in a popular urban success story!
And the girl in front of him, just now splashed with flyers by him, was none other than the novel’s female lead, Su Yingying.
In the original story, this incident was the starting point of the conflict between the male protagonist and him.
As a privileged rich second generation, he embarked on a path of arrogance and inevitable downfall as the antagonist.
According to the original setup, he was a rotten rich kid, bad to the core without any reason.
His methods to deal with Su Yingying included, but were not limited to, kidnapping, threats, stalking, and drugging.
Yet every time he was about to succeed, the male lead would arrive just in time, causing him to suffer the consequences and become a universally despised outcast.
Not just him, even his father later became a mere background figure in the male lead’s career.
In short, the whole family ended up utterly disgraced.
And all of this was because... they had bullied the female lead.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Jiang Changyuan decided to apologize at once and salvage his image in Su Yingying’s eyes.
“Um...”
“Bullying you, so what?”
“Our Young Master Jiang bullying you is actually doing you a favor!”
“Exactly! If you’re smart, you’ll keep Young Master Jiang company for drinks tonight! Otherwise, your brothers won’t let you off!”
Just as Jiang Changyuan opened his mouth, his cronies behind started shouting.
“Everyone shut up!”
Jiang Changyuan was sweating profusely. Were these idiots trying to get him killed?
“Who told you to talk to my classmate like that?”
“It’s the twenty-first century! Where’s your manners? Your morals?”
“Have you ever recited the core socialist values?”
His two henchmen exchanged glances, utterly confused.
“Young Master Jiang…”
Huangmao Zhang Qiang shrank his neck and said, “But aren’t we supposed to be street thugs?”
“Street thugs?”
Jiang Changyuan cursed outrageously, “Who the hell is a street thug? Haven’t you heard about cracking down on gangs? Do you think I’m the type who pretends to be a gangster just because I have some lousy money?”
Zhang Qiang and Green-Haired Wang Kang exchanged looks.
Isn’t he?
Hasn’t he always been?
“Listen to me, guys. Just forget it and get some sleep. Being a thug leads nowhere!”
Jiang Changyuan was heartbroken and immediately bent down to help Su Yingying pick up the flyers.
“Su Yingying, it was my fault just now. I shouldn’t have bullied you. How about you slap me once?”
Su Yingying, who had been upset moments ago, was now staring blankly.
“I... I…”
Her doe-like eyes were a little lost, trembling like a little rabbit.
“I won’t hit you. Just knowing you realize your mistake is enough.”
Hearing this, Jiang Changyuan felt Su Yingying was like the gentle breath of spring.
Look at her — the heroine in the book!
Beautiful, kind-hearted, gentle, and adorable.
“What are you two standing there for?”
Jiang Changyuan tossed the collected flyers to his followers.
“Hurry up and help distribute these. You two are just idling around anyway; consider it your contribution to society.”
“Uh... got it, Young Master Jiang.”
Wang Kang and Zhang Qiang took the flyers, their minds in total confusion.
They seriously suspected Jiang Changyuan might have taken the wrong medicine today!
“Jiang, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?”
Su Yingying timidly stood by the roadside, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear.
“This is my part-time job. I can’t just make them hand these out for me.”
“Ah, just let them do it.”
Jiang Changyuan waved dismissively.
“They’re dropouts and street ruffians who freeload off me every day. It’s only fair to get them working a bit.”
“Then... thank you.”
“No, no! If anyone should be thanking, it’s me thanking you!”
The two bent forward to bow, only to bump their heads together, then crouched by the curb rubbing their skulls.
Moments later, they looked up and suddenly exchanged smiles.
In Su Yingying’s impression, Jiang Changyuan was the school bully. Many students were bullied by him, but because of his family’s wealth and power, the school dared not punish him.
He had been very fierce and cruel when he bullied her just now.
But in a blink, he seemed like a different person — not only apologizing but also handing out her flyers.
What a strange person.
Rumble!
Su Yingying’s stomach growled loudly.
Her cheeks flushed as she hurriedly covered her mouth, too embarrassed to look up.
Seeing this, Jiang Changyuan suddenly understood why the original character had bullied her.
Because she really looked very easy to bully.
Like a shy mimosa!
Nowadays, such innocent and pure girls like Su Yingying were rare.
“Hungry?”
“N-No…”
Su Yingying shook her head repeatedly, her eyes wandering uneasily.
Jiang Changyuan tried to recall the story from the original novel: Su Yingying came from a single-parent family; her mother suffered from severe rheumatism.
The medical bills had drained their savings, forcing them to sell their home and now live in a cramped rented room.
Therefore, Su Yingying was especially frugal, only eating two meals a day and often looking for part-time jobs during breaks.
Jiang Changyuan rubbed his brow, wishing he could drag the stupid author out and give him a good beating.
Why make such a gentle and kind girl suffer so terribly?
Why insist on this sense of desperation and brokenness?
“Young Master Jiang, we’ve finished handing out the flyers.”
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