Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 40

Chapter 40: The Boss’s Woman (XIV)

That night at the class reunion, Yin Zhi’s grand entrance left a deep impression on her former classmates.

That night, Lin Yiran and the others were once again reminded of the fear of being dominated by her during their first year of high school. Later on, Xi Hui and Li Mengmeng stayed as far away from the center of the conversation as possible.

After all, just being within ten meters of Hua Baihe made them feel pain all over.

From beginning to end, Yun Yeman behaved like a qualified attendant, serving her tea and water with great diligence, her eyes only for Hua Baihe, as if everyone else was invisible.

When Hua Baihe got bored, the two left early. Yun Yeman even took on the role of chauffeur. Although they were accompanied by a few plainclothes bodyguards, she didn’t let anyone disturb her private time with Hua Baihe—

No one else thought anything was amiss. After all, Miss Yin had always been the type who disliked having people around. Allowing Miss Yun to be by her side was already more than satisfactory to them.

It had to be said, Yun Yeman’s infiltration of the organization was a resounding success. She had coveted their Miss Yin for so many years, and in the end, not only did she manage to devour her right under everyone’s noses without a trace, but she also earned enough trust from her father-in-law to become Yin Xiao’s right-hand woman.

The thought of her scheming mind pained Hua Baihe—

If only Yun Yeman had been willing to divert even a tiny fraction of the effort she spent on her towards Meng Qitian, would there even be a need for her to get involved in their love life?

Inside the car.

Hua Baihe leaned against the passenger seat with a blank expression, looking sideways at the person in the driver’s seat. She glanced at the progress bar on her head, which had joyfully climbed to 10 after yesterday’s feast, and suddenly asked:

“How long do you plan on watching over me like this?”

All look and no touch is just for show, sis.

Yun Yeman didn’t look away, simply saying softly, “Wherever the Miss goes, I will go.” She acted as if she never wanted to let Hua Baihe out of her sight for the rest of her life.

For the sake of her persona, and also to avoid having another electrifying system accompanying her in the next world, Hua Baihe had to ruthlessly continue her act. “How long can you follow me? Once this break is over, I still have to go back to school.”

Unexpectedly, Yun Yeman didn’t seem worried at all and nodded in agreement. “There are a lot of people in the country eyeing Mr. Yin’s position in the south right now. I’m also worried about your safety. It’s indeed a good idea to lay low for a while. I remember Mr. Yin is on good terms with the head of the local Chinese community in Manhattan.”

Hua Baihe’s expression froze. She pointed at her. “You—”

Yun Yeman reached out and took hold of her finger, saying softly, “I will go with you.”

Hua Baihe: “…”

She could only withdraw her hand with a deadpan expression and abruptly change the subject. “I didn’t see Meng Qitian at the reunion tonight. What has he been busy with lately?”

Hearing her mention this person, a flame of anger shot up in Yun Yeman’s heart.

Ever since Yin Zhi returned, she had deliberately avoided mentioning that boy in front of her. After all, she still clearly remembered Yin Zhi’s comment about Meng Qitian being ‘fair-skinned and easy on the eyes’ back then.

But she never expected—

She thought she was just taking her out to a reunion to relax and to satisfy her own desire to be openly close to Yin Zhi in front of others, but it unexpectedly brought that man back into the picture.

She remained silent.

Hua Baihe didn’t seem to care much. She just took out her phone and pretended to search. “My phone number hasn’t changed anyway. If he hasn’t changed his either, I can ask him out for a late-night snack tonight.”

Before she could finish, her vision blurred, and her phone was snatched away by the person next to her.

Yun Yeman had openly committed an act of insubordination, yet her face showed no sign of impropriety. In fact, she even seemed somewhat righteous. “Miss, it’s not appropriate for a man and a woman to meet alone at night.”

Hua Baihe scoffed and took a step back. “Oh, then why don’t you contact him for me? We can all get together and catch up on how he’s been doing lately.”

She didn’t seem particularly insistent on the matter, her tone carrying a hint of jest that made it hard for Yun Yeman to tell if she was serious. She hesitated for a moment.

Then Hua Baihe added, “What if he’s gotten even more handsome over the years? With your current status, he’s not an impossible choice, right?”

“Maybe if you turn on the charm, he’d even be willing to marry into your family.”

“Yecao, you’re still young. Don’t always choose such a rebellious path. Your uncle and aunt would be so sad if they knew. You should experience the beauty of the opposite sex, the beauty in all aspects.”

Like being well-endowed and good in bed.

Hearing her words, the expression on Yun Yeman’s face suddenly darkened.

The light from the parking garage fell from above, blocked by the car roof. The slanted rays only reached Yun Yeman’s neck, making the skin there glow, while her face was cast in shadow.

The light in her eyes dimmed along with it. She just listlessly lifted her eyelids, looked in Hua Baihe’s direction, and said in a low voice:

“…Is the Miss trying to persuade me to fall for someone else?”

It wasn’t that Hua Baihe didn’t want to be tough, but yesterday’s painful lesson had taught her that the person before her responded better to a soft approach than a hard one. So, the mighty school tyrant had to condescend, lower herself, and pretend to be her cheap father, earnestly educating this unfilial child.

Hearing Yun Yeman’s words, she couldn’t help but scoff. “Look at what you’re saying. You don’t have a partner right now, so where does falling for someone else even come into it?”

This was an indirect way of telling the person in front of her—

Don’t think you can get a title just by sleeping with me once. Not happening.

As if those words weren’t enough, Hua Baihe continued, “As for yesterday’s little accident—seeing as you helped my dad while I was out of the country these past few years, I can bring myself to let it go. But there won’t be a second time.”

“After all, we’re both adults. I’m not as petty as you think. You don’t have to take responsibility. Ah, please don’t take responsibility for me.”

From now on, don’t even think about this piece of meat. You, my dear, can’t have it.

Yun Yeman had always known that Hua Baihe had a knack for saying infuriating things.

But she never imagined someone could be so infuriating as to make a saint ascend and a Buddha rise from his stupa. Even the dead probably couldn’t keep their coffin lids down and would want to jump out and strangle her.

Even her breathing hitched. Her voice was hoarse as she repeated, “No second time… Don’t have to take responsibility… The Miss is truly generous towards me.”

Hua Baihe nodded in agreement, thinking, Of course. If it were any other innocent young maiden who was suddenly deflowered by her good friend, wouldn’t she be crying, making a scene, and threatening to hang herself?

The System’s emotionless mechanical voice appeared. [I’d like to see you hang yourself. Do you have the heart to?]

Hua Baihe grinned. Of course not. A hundred years of cultivation to cross a river on the same boat, a thousand years to share a pillow. How many lifetimes must I cultivate to earn this negative-distance contact?

Dying was out of the question. But if one had to die, then dying beneath a peony flower was, at the very least, a barely acceptable alternative.

With that thought, she happily delivered the final blow: “You’re welcome.”

Yun Yeman fell silent. She placed one hand on the side of Hua Baihe’s seat and slowly leaned over, her eyes bottomless pools of emotion, threatening to pull one into their abyss with just a glance.

Forced back by her movement, Hua Baihe couldn’t help but retreat slightly, trying to lean against the door.

“W-what, you want a farewell kiss?”

A kiss to commemorate lost youth and first love?

Yun Yeman’s expression didn’t change. She raised her other hand, placed it on Hua Baihe’s shoulder, and then moved it to the back of her neck.

Hua Baihe asked the System, “Does she really think she can control my destiny just by grabbing the scruff of my neck? Does she think I won’t resist?”

Before the System could reply, the sudden touch of those fingertips on her neck made Hua Baihe flinch. But before she could dodge, a numbness spread through her neck, and her consciousness abruptly shut down.

Her vision went black, and her body went limp.

Yun Yeman held the limp body in her arms. Realizing that the only time she was obedient was when she was sound asleep, completely at her mercy, some of her indignation finally dissipated.

But, she was still very angry—

She carefully fastened Hua Baihe’s seatbelt, pressed the earpiece in her ear, and said to her followers, “The Miss had a little to drink at the reunion just now and told me she doesn’t want to go home yet. I’m taking her out for some fresh air. If it gets late, we’ll go directly to my place. You guys can just follow from a distance.”

A short reply came through the communicator: “Yes.”

Then Yun Yeman started the car and sped out of the underground parking garage, heading straight for her apartment.

The car behind them didn’t lose her. When they saw her get out and carry Hua Baihe into the apartment building, the bodyguards in the back seat at most thought the two were a bit close. As for anything else…

There was nothing inappropriate about it. The bond between girls who hold hands to go to the restroom was hard to judge.

So they confidently stood guard downstairs, completely unaware of what was about to unfold upstairs.

* * *

When Hua Baihe woke from her stupor, she was still a bit dazed. A dull ache emanated from the back of her neck. She never would have thought Yun Yeman had learned such a move in these few years and had been caught off guard.

As her consciousness slowly returned, a strange sensation washed over her. It felt as if her bare skin was in direct contact with the soft blanket, making her subconsciously want to rub against it…

The moment she moved her hand, she realized she couldn’t really move right now.

It seemed something was restricting her movement.

Hua Baihe instinctively tugged at her wrist and saw a thick, dark red rope. Just then, a soft question came from the side, “Awake?”

She turned her head and saw Yun Yeman reaching out to touch her face, asking earnestly:

“Is the Miss going to apologize to me?”

Hua Baihe was completely bewildered. “Apologize?”

Yun Yeman tugged on her hand, forcing her to move with the pull. This simple action, however, triggered an unexpected chain reaction under the covers.

It was like a single gear in a tightly-meshed system starting to turn, setting the rest in motion; or like the domino effect, where if one falls, the rest are doomed.

Some kind of rope was tied around her body. The long knot at her wrist dangled from her slender wrist into the air, extending under the covers, and then—

Because Yun Yeman had pulled it, a rough, slightly painful friction scraped against her body.

The most terrifying part was that this rope also passed through an unspeakable place.

Hua Baihe instantly clenched her jaw.

Seeing her forbearance, a satisfied smile appeared on Yun Yeman’s lips. “If the Miss apologizes to me now and agrees to be with me from now on, I’ll stop. How about it?”

Her words carried a hint of coaxing, almost tricking Hua Baihe into falling for it.

Hua Baihe lifted her head slightly. Though she was biting her own lip, her gaze towards her turned cold. She took a deep breath and said only one sentence:

“Yun Yecao, think carefully. If you touch me today, my dad will never let you off.”

Yun Yeman smiled, stroking her head with infinite gentleness, and replied:

“Didn’t the Miss just warn me that there would be no second time? But I not only want a second and a third time, but countless times after that. If I back down so easily, how would I be worthy of the Miss, right?”

“Alright, we don’t have much time. Business at the nightclub has been good lately, and they’ve sent over a lot of new products. Let’s test if these products are suitable first, shall we?”

Then, before Hua Baihe could speak, she pulled away the covers.

* * *

Hua Baihe was left muddled and confused by Yun Yeman’s endless tricks. She felt as if she had been cast into hell, completely losing track of time.

At this moment, the Supervision Mode just had to come out and cause trouble. Perhaps wanting to be a model of ‘stubbornly persistent,’ despite crashing from the chaos, it bravely rebooted itself upon detecting that the Child of Destiny was in mortal danger.

[Side Quest Activated: Yin Xiao, fiercely protective of his daughter, learns that his subordinate has designs on her and vows to make them pay. The host must protect the Child of Destiny from the Demon Lord (0/1).]

Not only did it appear, but its faulty repair job meant that when it issued the mission, its entire system sounded like a worn-out machine struggling to reboot, like a skipping cassette tape.

Perhaps it was truly malfunctioning, or perhaps the crisis of the Child of Destiny being potentially erased by a powerful factor outweighed the crisis of the host’s entanglement with her, making it resent the host for triggering this side quest…

In any case, as the Supervision Mode issued the mission, it also started leaking electricity.

Hua Baihe’s entire body twitched from the shocks, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Where was the high and mighty, arrogant Yin Zhi of the past?

The corners of her eyes were red, her eyes glistened with tears, and she looked as if she had forgotten her own name. Self-respect, dignity—she had long forgotten them all.

She could only whimper, unable to speak clearly.

But Yun Yeman watched coldly from the side, unmoved. Under the double torment, she was on the verge of breaking down and could only call out to the System, which may or may not have been online:

“Why are my eyes always filled with tears?”

The System reluctantly responded. Although it didn’t want to talk to the pixelated blob that currently represented Hua Baihe, it was more worried that she would really be tormented to the point of losing her sanity and agree to date Yin Zhi. […Hmm?]

Hua Baihe said sincerely, “Because my love for Pikachu runs deep.”

System: “…” Why did its main processor ever glitch and decide to talk to this person?

Just then—

Hua Baihe’s body trembled violently. Like a fish trying to flop on a cutting board, her waist swayed before she fell back limply.

Although she hadn’t agreed to the relationship through gritted teeth, in other aspects, it was clear she couldn’t hold on much longer.

Yun Yeman saw her slender, beautiful fingers clutch at the corner of her clothes as she sobbed:

“I was wrong… I was wrong… help me…”

Perhaps her consciousness had truly been pushed to the brink of collapse by that damned Supervision Mode. Her pleas for mercy were mumbled, and even her words were occasionally jumbled.

Yun Yeman stroked her fingers but still ignored her, simply pushing the wireless remote control in her hand to its maximum setting.

Seeing that the soft approach wasn’t working, Hua Baihe could only curse through her tears:

“Bastard…”

“Sob… what is this counterfeit piece of junk…”

She mumbled incoherently, “I’m going to be electrocuted to death…”

“It’s leaking… help…”

* * *

Author’s Note:

#SaveTheChild#

#WhyAreUsersForcedToExperienceCounterfeitProducts#