Kill That Transmigrator Woman - Chapter 14

Chapter 14 – Rabbit Pastry (2)

At that moment, Wei Qingyu suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly called out to the system: “System, do you think this female supporting character might have figured out that the pastry is made with almond?”

[How could that be? This pastry uses modern techniques and is mixed with lots of additives stored in the system space. She won’t be able to tell by sight or taste. Please rest assured, Host!]

“Um… it has a bit of floral honey, and some candied fruit. The flour used is also top-quality.” Wei Qingyu’s gaze drifted slightly as she spoke, clearly lacking the confidence she had just moments ago.

Cui Wanwan looked into her eyes. “Then, Sister, did you or did you not add almond into it?”

—Because she had heard the entire conversation with the system just now, you know.

Wei Qingyu froze for a second, gave a dry laugh, and said, “Of course not. Why would you ask such a thing, Wanwan?”

It was Cui Heng who answered for Cui Wanwan, “Our little sister is allergic to almonds. That’s why no one in the entire Cui household has ever eaten anything with almonds.”

Before Wei Qingyu could open her mouth to speak again, Cui Wanwan pressed on, “Sister, earlier you said you asked the servants in the residence about my tastes and preferences. Then you surely know that I’m allergic to almonds, right?”

“Of course,” Wei Qingyu could only answer this way. After all, Cui Wanwan’s allergy to almonds was something everyone knew. She could only blame herself for foolishly claiming earlier that she’d inquired about Cui Wanwan’s likes and dislikes.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be stuck in this awkward, inescapable situation—unable to advance or retreat.

“Then did Sister add almond powder into these pastries?”

Cui Wanwan asked the same question again.

She looked at Wei Qingyu’s slightly flustered face with a half-smile and deliberately said, “Why has Sister’s expression suddenly become so unpleasant? Don’t tell me you secretly added almond powder into the pastries, wanting to see me break out in red rashes all over, and now that I’ve exposed you, you’re panicking?”

“Wanwan, what nonsense are you spouting?” Cui Heng frowned, tugging on Cui Wanwan’s arm to signal her to stop talking.

The girl in the red dress stuck out her tongue playfully and smiled sweetly, “Brother, don’t be so stingy. I was just joking with Sister Qingyu. How could she possibly put almond powder in the pastries? That stuff would make me suffer unbearably.”

With that, Cui Wanwan picked up the pastry she had just set down and moved to put it in her mouth.

Wei Qingyu panicked at the sight.

Without thinking, she hurriedly reached out, snatched the piece of pastry from Cui Wanwan’s hand, and shoved it into her mouth, swallowing it whole without even chewing.

Her cool, ethereal face instantly lost all its fairy-like grace, her eyes rolling back from choking on the pastry—she was one breath away from passing out right then and there.

Cui Wanwan couldn’t hold back a laugh at her utterly ungraceful and ridiculous state, then quickly added to cover it up, “Slow down, Sister, no one’s fighting you for it.”

As she spoke, Cui Wanwan “kindly” poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wei Qingyu.

Choking half to death, Wei Qingyu couldn’t care about anything else. Without even looking at who handed her the water, she grabbed the cup and downed it in one gulp.

The scalding hot water burned her mouth so badly she nearly bared her teeth in pain and instinctively wanted to spit it out.

Cui Wanwan curled her lips and “accidentally” bumped her elbow into Cui Heng.

Cui Heng lost his balance and leaned forward, ending up right in front of Wei Qingyu.

Cui Wanwan knew that her elder brother was one of the male supporting characters mentioned by the transmigrated girl—one of the targets she needed to capture.

Normally, Wei Qingyu loved to maintain her fairy-like appearance and pristine beauty, untouched by the dirt of the mortal world. Naturally, she wouldn’t want to make a fool of herself in front of her brother.

Inside her mouth wasn’t just the scalding tea, but also the half-swallowed pastry residue, now mixed with pale yellow tea. If she spat that out, it would be anything but elegant.

Oh Wei Qingyu, Wei Qingyu—are you going to keep up your fairy-like demeanor, or spit it out to relieve the pain?

Clearly, Wei Qingyu believed that image and grace were more important, so she gritted her teeth and swallowed all that scorching hot water down. “System, save me!”

Tears welled up in her eyes. She knew her mouth must be full of blisters, and her throat burned with sharp pain—that feeling…

It was all that vile supporting character Cui Wanwan’s fault.
That bitch!
A supporting character is just that—vicious and malicious!
She set her up to drink boiling water.

The more Wei Qingyu suffered, the happier Cui Wanwan became.

“Didn’t Sister say this was a welcome gift specially for me? How come you ended up eating it yourself?” Cui Wanwan teased.

The others nearby were also completely confused.

“I… I was just tasting it first to see if the flavor turned out right. After all, I waited several hours for you to come home, and I was afraid the taste had changed,” Wei Qingyu hurriedly explained.

“Did it change?”

“It… it did. Little sister Wanwan, don’t eat this one. I’ll make you a fresh batch tomorrow.”

“It’s fine, just a few hours. It’s not like it’s cooked dishes—how much can a simple pastry really change in flavor?”
Cui Wanwan picked up another piece of the pastry and was about to put it in her mouth, not forgetting to remind her, “Unless it’s almond pastries, even if the taste is off, it won’t cause any problems. I really would like to try Sister’s baking.”

In the next moment, the second piece of pastry was also snatched away by Wei Qingyu.

Cui Wanwan didn’t stop and reached for a third piece to eat.

Wei Qingyu was so anxious that, before she could even swallow the rabbit-shaped pastry in her mouth, she rushed to grab another piece.

If Cui Wanwan ate one of these rabbit pastries, she’d likely break out in rashes and a high fever tonight, and the only person who would be suspected was her—so Wei Qingyu absolutely could not let that happen. Her original plan had been to feign ignorance and then let Cui Wanwan “accidentally” suffer an allergic reaction.

But unfortunately, Cui Wanwan had cleverly led her into revealing that she knew about the allergy. At this point, there was no way she could continue with the plan.

So now, things had gone from wanting to make her break out in an allergic reaction and suffer like she was half-dead, to desperately protecting her from eating even a single bite of those rabbit-shaped pastries, in order to prevent a rash and fever.

“Sister, are you hungry?” Cui Wanwan let out a soft laugh and pushed the remaining pastries toward Wei Qingyu.
“Take your time, no rush.”

Wei Qingyu, after wolfing down the pastries, quickly waved her hands, “I’m not hungry, not hungry anymore. These leftovers, no need to…”

The girl’s crisp voice rang out like a death knell: “Since Sister isn’t eating anymore, then I’ll take the rest.”

Cui Wanwan beamed as she looked at the rabbit-shaped pastries on the plate, continuously praising, “The more I look at these rabbit pastries, the prettier they seem. They really make me happy.”

“No!” Wei Qingyu suddenly pressed down on Cui Wanwan’s hand. “How could I not be hungry? I didn’t eat enough at lunch, and I waited so long for little sister… I’m still hungry.”

At this moment, Wei Qingyu felt as if her heart had been torn apart. After making eye contact with Cui Wanwan at such close range, she had a gut feeling—

Cui Wanwan definitely did it on purpose. She must know what was in those pastries.

This was truly a case of lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot. Left with no choice, under the astonished gazes of everyone present, Wei Qingyu had no choice but to eat the entire plate of pastries without stopping.

“Is it tasty, Elder sister Qingyu?” Cui Wanwan was still smiling with innocent liveliness, her bright eyes crystal clear, as if she were truly a pure, untainted girl.

Wei Qingyu gritted her teeth, forced down the last bite, and gave a stiff smile.
“It really has changed in flavor. Elder sister will prepare a new gift for Wanwan tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Cui Wanwan smiled. “Sister, I only want these rabbit-shaped pastries.”

Wei Qingyu gave a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Alright, Sister will make a fresh batch for you tomorrow.”

The young girl smiled so brightly even her brows seemed to carry joy. She turned to Father and Mother Cui and said, “Sister really treats me so well.”

The Cui couple, seeing how much she liked their adopted daughter, felt even more comforted and pleased.

They were all teenage girls—being a bit greedy with food wasn’t something elders would seriously mind.

So even though Wei Qingyu’s actions just now had greatly surprised them, in the end, they didn’t think much of it.

The one who was truly stunned was Cui Heng. He stood frozen for a long time.

In his eyes, this elder sister was elegant and noble, ethereal and refined—there wasn’t a second girl in the whole capital with her kind of aura.

But tonight’s events completely shattered his image of a celestial fairy goddess.

Outside, it was pitch black. Earlier, there had been a heavy rain, and even now the air remained damp, cold, and oppressive.

Cui Wanwan walked along the stone path, carefully lifting her skirt to keep it from getting wet by the puddles on the ground.

There were no stars or moon in the night sky, yet her mood was quite pleasant.