Quick Transmigration: The Villain Boss is a Bit Cute - Chapter 142
Chapter 142
“Y-You… what are you doing?”
Wei Jue immediately sat up, but unfortunately, he had no martial arts skills. Su Hua pressed him down, rendering him unable to move.
“Host, Wei Jue’s corruption value has reached 110.”
How could someone be this proactive?
Su Hua, however, didn’t care and simply said, “Sleep, sleep.”
Su Hua slept comfortably, but Wei Jue didn’t dare move a muscle. He thought he could slip out of bed once she fell asleep, but to his dismay, even in slumber, her hand clung to his waist like a nail driven into wood.
Thus, Wei Jue spent the entire night staring at the ceiling.
As dawn approached, he finally succumbed to exhaustion and dozed off.
The moment Wei Jue closed his eyes, Su Hua woke up.
Seeing that even in sleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, she gently kissed his forehead before tiptoeing out of the room.
A large hand touched his forehead, where the warmth of her lips still lingered—soft and cool.
Wait… What was he thinking?!
Wei Jue tried to go back to sleep but found himself completely unable to. Frustrated, he got up instead.
“Master.” A shadow guard appeared instantly, his voice urgent. “Are you alright?”
Wei Jue rubbed his temples. “I’m fine. What happened last night?”
“Someone knocked me out silently. I didn’t even sense them approaching,” the guard admitted shamefully, lowering his head. “Master, who was it? That person’s martial arts are incredibly strong—I doubt I could last three moves against them.”
He prided himself on his top-tier martial skills. While he wouldn’t claim to be invincible, he was confident that no one could sneak up on him undetected.
But last night, he had suffered a crushing defeat.
“Qi.”
Wei Jue uttered a name.
The shadow guard was stunned, then quickly retrieved a stack of papers.
“Master, Qi’s dossier.”
Wei Jue picked up the parchment and read it carefully. After a long moment, his brows furrowed even deeper.
The “Qi” described in these documents was nothing like the Qi he had seen.
Could she have been concealing her true abilities all along? Had everything people knew about her been a carefully crafted illusion?
But that didn’t make sense either—how could she have hidden her martial skills?
She was just the daughter of a minor county magistrate. Where could she have learned such formidable martial arts?
“You may leave.” Should he be grateful that she bore him no killing intent?
Recalling the kiss from that morning, Wei Jue felt an inexplicable irritation, and even his forehead seemed to burn.
Su Hua, meanwhile, had no idea about Wei Jue’s turmoil. She only knew that she had gotten to sleep with the Villain boss on their first meeting—and that felt incredibly satisfying.
After breakfast, Su Hua left Xing Yi and Qiu Yun to watch the house while she snuck back into the post station.
Although the post station was guarded, the number of people wasn’t particularly high. At least, there were no guards in Wei Jue’s courtyard.
This was a small bit of freedom he had earned by behaving himself over the past two years.
The moment Su Hua appeared in the courtyard, the shadow guard jumped down.
“No need to be so tense,” she said leisurely.
“I just came to chat with your master about life and dreams. If I really wanted to kill him, he’d already be dead.”
Despite her words, the guard remained firmly in front of the door, blocking her way.
“Let her in.”
Wei Jue’s cool, pleasant voice came from within.
Su Hua smiled and patted the shadow guard on the shoulder as she passed.
“Big brother, you’ve got a bright future ahead.”
The door wasn’t closed, so Su Hua walked straight in. Inside, she saw Wei Jue sitting by the couch, reading.
“Boss.”
Wei Jue frowned slightly, not understanding the term, but deep down, it felt oddly familiar.
He stood up. Dressed in black, his tall figure appeared even more striking. His sharp brows and deep eyes carried a cold gaze as he looked at Su and spoke:
“State your purpose.”
“I want to be with you. And while I’m at it, I’ll start a rebellion and hand this world to you.”
Wei Jue automatically ignored the first half of her sentence. “So, you’re here to propose an alliance?”
“No, no, no.”
Su Hua waved her index finger from side to side.
Wei Jue’s eyes unconsciously followed her movement. Her fingertips were round and slender, and under the sunlight, they seemed to glow with a soft halo. The exposed part of her wrist was as fair and delicate as a carved piece of jade.
Su Hua, oblivious to his gaze, continued, “I’m going to rebel on my own—then I’ll gift this world to you.”
“Heh.” Wei Jue chuckled at her audacity. “And what do you have?”
He had spent two years planning and still couldn’t claim absolute success in overthrowing the Liang Empire. Yet she, with a single sentence, declared she would seize the entire world.
“I have money.” As if fearing he wouldn’t believe her, she added, “A lot of money.”
She knew that Wei Jue was short on funds—after all, he had many people under his command to support.
If he hadn’t read Su Hua’s background file that morning, Wei Jue might have actually believed her serious expression.
“If my investigation is correct, your family is just a small county—”
Before he could finish, shock flashed across his face.
Because with a mere wave of Su Hua’s delicate hand, a small mountain of gold appeared before him.
Yes, an actual small mountain, taller than him, neatly stacked, glistening so brightly that it almost hurt his eyes.
“Y-Your gold… Where did it come from?”
“For you.” Su Hua beamed. As expected, money solved everything.
Wei Jue looked at her with a complicated expression, his mind swirling with questions.
So much gold—enough to sustain him for quite some time.
He couldn’t resist the temptation of the gold and immediately summoned his shadow guards to transport it.
By the time all the gold was moved, half an hour had passed.
Wei Jue looked at Su Hua, now much calmer. “Where did you conjure that gold from?”
He had seen it with his own eyes—one wave of her hand, and the gold appeared.
“Actually, I’m a fairy.”
Wei Jue didn’t laugh. Instead, he pondered deeply.
The Qi before him was completely different from the one described in the records. If not for verifying that there had been no identity swap, he would have thought they were two different people.
The only possible explanation was that she had been possessed.
People in ancient times were more inclined to believe in ghosts and deities. In the past, Wei Jue had dismissed such notions, but now, he had no choice but to reconsider.
“You’re really a fairy?”
De ‘er: “…” Why was this villain boss so gullible?
“Yes.” Su Hua nodded seriously, “We share a fated bond across three lifetimes. This is our third life, and I’ve come to find you.”
“…” Boss, if you believe this, you’re basically a gullible fool.
Wei Jue, however, remained serious.
“Since you’re a fairy, you must have divine powers?”
“What do you want?”
“Anything. Just show me.”
Su Hua pretended to think while rummaging through her space. After a moment, she pulled out a lollipop and handed it to him with a bright smile. “Here.”
Her fair, slender hand held a small, unfamiliar object. Wei Jue looked at it doubtfully. “What is this?”
Su Hua unwrapped the candy and handed it to him again. “It’s food.”
Wei Jue hesitated. What if it was poisoned?
“Eat it.” Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, watching him intently.
Wei Jue could already imagine—if he refused, she would probably show a pitifully aggrieved expression.
For some reason, he didn’t want to see that look on her face…
