Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 28

At first, Xu Siwei really didn’t want to use her cash pledge to get out of trouble.

Her family was wealthy—money didn’t fall from the sky, after all. Just because she stepped on an ant nest, shelling out 9.99 million felt like tearing flesh from her bones.

Besides, it wasn’t like she’d be stuck in this instance forever. Once she got out, she’d go right back to being a pampered heiress, living a life of luxury.

But she barely exercised, and her stamina was abysmal. She couldn’t even last two minutes before her legs gave out.

As the bloodstained monster was about to grab her, she screamed in terror:
“Fine! It’s just 9.99 million, right? I’ll pay! Just get rid of it, hurry!”

But that corpse-like monster was one of the most insignificant creatures on the path.

Unfamiliar with the new quest, Xu Siwei kept stumbling into danger. She couldn’t help but complain about Qin Jin—so much time had passed, why hadn’t the monster come to help yet?

Could it be that Qin Jin had taken a liking to that monster and wanted to keep it all to herself, heartlessly leaving Xu Siwei to fend for herself?

Very likely! She still remembered how Qin Jin had praised the very monster who imprisoned her—called him cute! Ugh. Traitor!

By the time Xu Siwei stumbled her way to the hot spring hotel, she had already pawned off nearly everything from her real-world life.

Her thousand-square-meter mansion, her family’s listed company, her parents’ life savings…

…and even her father’s legs and her mother’s hearing.

To pledge a relative required their consent. Because her father had hesitated, she was almost bitten by a monster on the spot.

The monsters in this instance weren’t like zombie viruses—getting bitten just meant losing a chunk of flesh. As long as her fear value didn’t exceed 90% upon leaving the instance, it wouldn’t carry over to reality.

But Xu Siwei wanted to remain completely unharmed, so she didn’t hesitate to pawn off her father’s legs—condemning him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Scratch that—given how things had turned out, her parents couldn’t even afford a wheelchair anymore.

Thanks to her endless greed, her family was now utterly broke.

But once her father agreed to the pledge, the monster vanished in an instant. Xu Siwei, still rattled, patted her chest and grumbled:

“Before I entered the instance, they acted like perfect parents. But now, when I really need help, they hesitate? Tch. That old man nearly got me killed.”

Honestly, if she had just spent a month exercising like she was told, there was no way a slow-moving low-tier monster could’ve caught her.

Still, she comforted herself by thinking: once she cleared this instance and earned those 10,000 points, she’d just buy everything back.

Her livestream, once filled with thousands of viewers, had dropped to just over a hundred.

All of them were sticking around out of morbid curiosity, wondering just how far this newbie could go in humiliating herself.

【Viewer “FilialPietyGod” has tagged Player Xu Siwei with “Embarrassment to Humanity.”】
【Nice one, Filial God! That 10,000-point donation just flew out the window. Thanks for the entertainment!】

Negative tags worked like a “dislike” system. The player wouldn’t earn anything—instead, points were distributed to viewers who’d “suffered” watching the stream.

In a way, Xu Siwei had achieved a unique milestone among newbies.

Thousands of people had tuned in at first, impressed by how calmly she set off. They figured she must be something special.

But the deeper they went, the more absurd her behavior became. Not only was she clueless, she was selfish to the bone—a total egomaniac.

Because so many people were watching just to roast her, Xu Siwei’s stream even climbed to #10 on the “Bizarre Curiosity” leaderboard.

Reason for recommendation: Never tasted shit before? Here’s your chance—see what flavor you prefer.

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Meanwhile, Qin Jin was so worried for Xu Siwei’s safety that her legs were shaking from climbing, her body numb with cold, nearly fainting from exhaustion—but she never once stopped.

Finally, she reached the villa’s gate. Seeing the door smeared with blood, she swallowed against her dry throat.

The mission to “Check into Witch Village Farmstay” was already overdue by an hour. According to the panel, it had officially been marked as failed.

Thankfully, she hadn’t received any punishment yet.

There was a knock at the door. The old lady was cooking. The axe-wielding security guard was chopping wood. Su Ci wiped her hands.
“I’ll get it, Uncle Guard.”

At this time of night, no matter who was knocking, the rules were clear: chop them down and feed them to the instance.

This place was perilous. Whoever made it here was likely the heroine, Su Ci guessed.

Since she had a trade to negotiate with her, Su Ci didn’t want the girl to die here. It would dirty the peaceful, warm villa.

After all, she planned to live here long-term. Having the scenery ruined by bones and blood wouldn’t exactly be ideal.

The security guard gave her a glance, then returned to chopping wood in silence.

That was permission granted. During their short time together, Su Ci had learned—monsters didn’t kill without reason.

Most of the time, they didn’t want to kill. It was the players who struck first.

Compared to unraveling hidden quests or grinding for 10,000 points, killing monsters was the faster way to clear.

Su Ci carried the soft, doughy Rongxue to the door.

The moment it opened, the half-frozen Qin Jin was stunned.

Was she… already dead from the cold? Otherwise, how could she be seeing a literal goddess?

The girl in front of her was so breathtakingly beautiful that Qin Jin stared for a full five seconds—completely missing the rice-dough monster in her arms.

Su Ci called out to her:
“Xu Siwei? Come in and rest. This isn’t your mission location. Once it’s daylight, please return the way you came.”

Qin Jin instinctively corrected her:
“I’m not Xu—”

Then she remembered her surgically altered face and quickly changed tune:
“Yes, I’m Xu Siwei. Thank you. Have you seen someone named Qin Jin?”

Su Ci shook her head.
“No. It’s just me and my friends here.”

It was dinnertime. Because of the visitor, the table was overflowing with food. The aroma was mouthwatering.

Just then, a long-haired female ghost in a red slip dress floated down the stairs.

She used her dagger-like nails to flick her hair, revealing a face mottled with red and green. With a cold sneer, she scoffed:
“Hmph. Who’s your friend?”

Su Ci turned around just as the ghost laid eyes on her face. She froze for two seconds—then tripped on her own ankle-length hair and went tumbling down the stairs with a thud-thud-thud.

Qin Jin covered her mouth in shock. She hadn’t even had time to scream before she saw the ghost completely embarrass herself.

We’re so dead. She’s totally going to silence us!

Su Ci tucked Rongxue into her coat pocket and walked over, gently untangling the ghost’s long hair and tying it up with the scrunchie from her wrist.

“Are you okay? Watch your step next time. Don’t stare at me when you walk.”

Even ghosts couldn’t handle her looks. Su Ci honestly felt a little bad.

The red-dressed ghost twisted her face in frustration, glaring at Su Ci. Her voice was raspy and dry as she protested:

“Who said I was staring at you? And who gave you permission to touch my hair?”

Su Ci pulled out a fruit from her backpack—an item dropped earlier on the trail.

“Your voice sounds rough. This should help. It soothes the throat and cough. Try it.”

The ghost glanced quickly at the fruit, then back at Su Ci’s face. She tried to resist, but her eyes couldn’t look away—damn this face!

Besides, as a monster, she knew exactly what this item was—an A-grade healing fruit that could cure all kinds of ailments.

And this ridiculously pretty girl just… gave it to her? Like that?

“Th-thank you,” the ghost stammered, swallowing the fruit.
“I guess you are my friend now. But you still can’t go around touching me like that…”

She was supposed to be the infamous red-dress ghost—feared by players everywhere! She had to maintain her image!

Before she could finish, Su Ci grabbed her absurdly long nails and—using a nail clipper from who-knows-where—snip snip snip, chopped them all off.

“Your nails are too long. They could hurt someone. Let me trim them. No need to thank me, my very first… friend.”

The red-dress ghost: “……”

Is it possible… that I grew those nails on purpose so I could hurt people?

Under the ghost’s increasingly gloomy stare, Su Ci pulled out a bottle of nail polish—an item she had redeemed with points from her game panel.

“Don’t move. I’ll give you the trendiest manicure. Trust me—you’ll love it.”

The red-dress ghost fluttered her long lashes, blinking away the tiny tears welling in her eyes.

And in Su Ci’s coat pocket, Rongxue’s ink-black pupils shrank. His snow-white body trembled violently—until he turned into a charred lump of coal.

Friend…
Wife… treats her like that…

No.

No!

He wants Wife to brush his hair too!
He wants Wife to feed him fruit too!
He wants Wife to paint his nails too!!