Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 36

Atop the snow-capped mountain, Xu Siwei once again escaped from a pack of wolves by the skin of her teeth.

The cost? Her mother’s two arms.

With each repeated “collateral trade,” Xu Siwei could clearly feel it—her mother was hesitating longer and longer. Just now, she had almost been bitten by the alpha wolf!

She was their biological daughter, after all. Just losing a pair of arms could save her life—couldn’t they even sacrifice that much?

It’s not like she wouldn’t redeem everything once she cleared the instance and earned more points!

Turns out all the concern they showed before she entered the dungeon—nagging her from dawn till dusk to keep training—was nothing more than a charade. A false show of tough love.

What rotten luck to be stuck with such selfish parents. Xu Siwei swore that in her next life, she’d choose a better family to be born into.

Thinking this, Xu Siwei finally started to grow cautious. No longer recklessly yelling or shouting to provoke wild beasts, she wrapped herself tightly in her cloak and searched in every direction.

Her mother now only had a head, a torso, and a pair of legs left.

She had no other close relatives left to offer up. She didn’t have much collateral left to trade.

Damn it—where was that monster?

In her past life, he had done everything he could to keep her locked in the villa. But now, he wouldn’t even show himself. She had been right all along—he never really loved her!

Once she found that monster, she’d teach him a lesson for hiding away and letting her end up in this miserable state!

Cold wind made her shiver violently. Squatting in the snow, gnawing on tree bark, Xu Siwei finally felt a twinge of regret.

If she had known Qin Jin was so useless—couldn’t even handle one monster—she would never have swapped faces and missions with her!

She would’ve rather been imprisoned in the villa.

Sitting by the warm fireplace, ordering the old hag to cook her soup, making the red-dressed ghost girl collect pretty dresses, and oh—teasing that silly little girl who kept doing elementary school homework, thinking she was some genius. Hilarious!

Not like now, wandering aimlessly, starving, sleeping exposed to the elements, living every moment under the threat of death by monster.

Obsessed with finding the glutinous rice monster, Xu Siwei made zero progress on her mission. The 100 points she had earned at the start? Long gone.

She had nearly forgotten she needed those points to buy back her father’s life, her mother’s limbs, and her family’s destroyed fortune.

All she could think about was finding the monster and reclaiming the life of power and comfort she had in her past life. She didn’t even care about leaving the dungeon anymore.

She wandered the snowy forest for what felt like ages. She even staked out familiar places for days on end, but never once caught a glimpse of the glutinous rice monster.

Maybe he moved to another area… After all, he was the final dungeon BOSS—he wouldn’t stay in one place. That’s how she comforted herself.

On her way down the mountain, she passed the mid-slope villa and couldn’t help but draw closer—only to find it locked up tight, buried under heavy snow.

This was the place she once dreamed of escaping, and now… it shut her out completely. No matter how hard she pounded or screamed, the door never opened.

She stumbled forward a few more steps. Though nothing had happened, a wave of panic swept over her. She turned on her heel and sprinted back toward the villa.

She remembered—this mountain was crawling with monsters and beasts. She couldn’t make it out alive. She’d only end up wounded or dead!

Yes, she had to go back. She must go back! She’d beg that monster to protect her again, beg him to kill those beasts and make rib stew out of them!

That monster hated it when she tried to run. If he saw her turning back, he’d definitely be happy. He’d unlock the door!

They would go back to how things were—loving, inseparable. She was the true final victor of this dungeon!

…

No one knew how many days she had wandered around the villa. Eventually, the sky cleared, and the warm sun exposed her gaunt, disheveled figure.

Suddenly, her mission panel lit up—

[Warning! Warning! Dungeon error detected. Player Xu Siwei will be forcibly removed. As compensation, all penalties for this instance will be waived.]

After leaving the mid-slope villa, Su Ci had prioritized purifying the spirits at the hot spring hotel—because it allowed her to send off five ghosts at once, including the female ghost.

Once those entities were gone, Xu Siwei had no task left in the system. The dungeon stalled for a minute before deciding to boot this useless, obstructive player.

Before she could react, Xu Siwei was forcefully ejected—dumped onto a city street in the real world, right next to a stinking garbage bin.

Time moved differently between the instance and reality. Only two real-world days had passed since the dungeon opened.

Standing at the roadside, Xu Siwei looked around in disbelief, then cursed the clear blue sky above:

“No! I’m not leaving! He hasn’t forgiven me yet—I can’t leave!”

“You stupid dungeon! If you don’t send me back, he’ll destroy everything. You’re asking to be wiped out!”

Pedestrians, now returned to their normal lives, cast strange glances her way.

After a while, the sky remained its serene blue, and Xu Siwei finally lost it. She kicked over the trash can and screamed and cried like a madwoman.

“Let me go back! I want to return to the dungeon! I haven’t earned enough points—I need to save my parents, and my villa, and my money…”

“Miss, could you lift your foot… that soda can…”

A raspy, elderly voice broke through the noise, followed by an unbearable stench—rancid and sour enough to make one gag.

Xu Siwei frowned in disgust, but when she looked down, she froze.

Their eyes met.

A disheveled, crippled woman stared back, eyes full of tears. She had no ears, no hands, and no lower legs—dragging herself across the ground by her thighs, leaving a smeared trail of blood.

On her back, she carried a trash bag stuffed with plastic bottles, cans, and cardboard. The weight bent her fragile frame.

Xu Mu never thought she’d live to see her daughter return.

Overnight, she had gone from being the pampered Lady Xu to a mutilated beggar crawling the streets. Her husband’s corpse lay cold and bloody. The family fortune was gone.

But she had to keep living—had to earn money. When her daughter came back, she couldn’t let her suffer through eating leftovers.

“Siwei, you’re finally back to see Mama… Thank goodness you’re safe…”

“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t know you. I’m Qin Jin, the eldest daughter of the Qin family! I’m not Xu Siwei. Get lost! Don’t try to scam me!”

Xu Siwei’s face turned ghostly pale. She kicked the can away and fled without looking back.

The light in Xu Mu’s eyes died completely.

Xu Siwei’s heart was in chaos. She couldn’t believe it—that once-elegant, composed mother of hers… how could she have become that kind of disgrace?

There were so many people on the street. What did they expect her to do? Acknowledge some beggar and let the whole world mock her?

What she didn’t know was that not long after she ran off, her unconscious mother was found on the roadside—rescued by none other than her best friend, Qin Jin.

The Qin and Xu families had been close for generations. Xu’s father had always treated Qin Jin kindly.

After hearing that Uncle Xu had died, Qin Jin immediately investigated upon returning from the dungeon—and discovered that the Xu family had collapsed overnight.

Other players who had cleared the dungeon posted online about how you could sacrifice blood relatives to stay alive.

It turned out Xu Siwei had destroyed her own family for survival—and then pinned all the blame on Qin Jin. Even the initial face-swapping had been entirely self-serving.

Enraged, Qin Jin trembled with fury. She dispatched her bodyguards, who finally found Xu Mu half-dead on the street.

With the points she had earned in the dungeon, Qin Jin rebuilt the Qin Corporation.

Though the dungeon never returned, she remained uneasy. She turned down invitations to go shopping or have tea, and instead began studying how to be a responsible, capable adult like her late father.

One blazing summer day, Xu Siwei—loitering near the Qin Corp building for air-conditioning—caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

Her own face.

Qin Jin had reversed the face-swap after exiting the dungeon. Xu Siwei, however, had nothing left. She still wore someone else’s face.

Qin Jin was now the new head of the Qin family. Meanwhile, Xu Siwei swept streets in a sanitation uniform.

Afraid of encountering her mother, Xu Siwei would sneak around during her cleaning shifts, checking carefully to avoid any overlap in their routes.

Thanks to her cautiousness, she never saw her again.

Until one day…

At the gates of Qin Corp, Xu Siwei saw Qin Jin pushing a middle-aged woman in a wheelchair. They were laughing together, warmly.

Her pupils shrank.

She threw down her broom and rushed over, ready to demand an explanation about her mother.

All this time, she had been living like an animal—sleeping under bridges, working for pennies. And her mother was living comfortably with Qin Jin?!

But she couldn’t even get through the front door. The guards stopped her immediately.

The next day, a story exploded online—

[Sanitation Worker Causes Scene at Qin Corp, Claims to Be Qin Family Heiress, Demands Millions!]

Qin Corp’s PR team was preparing a response—until the young Qin CEO herself spoke out:

[Fate is fate. Good and evil always come home to roost.]