Chapter 41: Saving the Stupid and Vicious Female Supporting Character in a Mary Sue World (18)

Over the past few days, under Song Lingshu’s guidance, Lin Wenwen had been having a blast fishing and picking vegetables. She’d even gotten several of her dresses dirty.

After these past few days of “hard work and frugality” on the Transformation Plan, Lin Wenwen had actually grown a bit fond of this “backwater” land.

Every morning she woke up to the crowing of roosters and chirping of birds, and fell asleep to the gentle breeze and bright moonlight. She breathed in the fresh air of nature, saw herds of cattle and sheep on the grassland—though it did smell a bit—and best of all, she got to go horseback riding.

She had learned equestrianism since childhood. When Song Lingshu led over two horses, she excitedly mounted one and took a joyful gallop around the prairie. Then, remembering Song Lingshu, she planned to show off a trick—but who knew that girl could ride too, and even followed behind her filming a video.

They even raced to see who was faster. When Lin Wenwen asked what the stakes were, Song Lingshu said, “If you win, I can let you get a girlfriend.”

Lin Wenwen instantly blushed. “Who wants you to be my girlfriend!”

“Hey, I never said it was me. You can’t falsely accuse me. Besides, I’m not even sure I want to be your girlfriend.” Song Lingshu mimicked her tsundere tone, then rode off first on her horse.

“Hmph, if you don’t want to be my girlfriend, whose do you want to be?”

On the last two days of the holiday, Lin Wenwen had to go back, because she suddenly got a call from her dad asking her to help out at the company.

In the evening, Song Lingshu and her family escorted her to board the helicopter.

After boarding, Lin Wenwen looked back at them, her gaze lingering on Song Lingshu for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Do you want to come with me?”

Everyone froze and looked at Song Lingshu. But Song Lingshu looked at her mom, because the two of them had already booked plane tickets for the evening after tomorrow.

Grandma saw her staring at her family with great reluctance and was about to tell Lin Wenwen that the mother and daughter would go back together, when she heard Song Lingshu say, “Mom, I’ll be off first then!”

Grandma: “…”

Uncle and Aunt: “…”

Truly, such filial devotion was overwhelming.

But what surprised them even more was that her mother wasn’t the least bit sad; instead, she excitedly pushed her into the cabin.

“Go on, go on, hurry back with Wenwen first.”

After the helicopter left, Uncle asked Mu Xi’s mother, “Sis, why didn’t you hitch a ride and go back with them?”

“Miss didn’t invite me,” Mu Xi’s mother said matter-of-factly.

“But they left you here all alone. It doesn’t feel right.”

“What’s not right? It’s great! Our Xi Xi is really making us proud! Miss flew a helicopter all the way here to hang out with her, and even took her along when she left. Do you know what that means?”

“What?”

“It means Miss is her true friend! From now on, our family will ride her coattails to glory! Hehehehehe!” Mom beamed, and as she thought of their future happy life, she let out a villain’s laugh.

Meanwhile, Song Lingshu was touring the Little Princess’s pink helicopter. The interior was perfectly befitting a princess—surrounded by fresh flowers, with a wool rug in front of the sofa. Lin Wenwen sat on the sofa, crossing her legs with one bare foot resting on the rug, swirling a glass of red wine in her hand. She curled her red lips and asked, “Why did you abandon your mom and come with me?”

Song Lingshu sat cross-legged on the rug, withdrew her gaze, and said matter-of-factly, “Because I can save on a plane ticket.”

“…” Lin Wenwen paused briefly, snorted a laugh, set down her wine glass, leaned over, and lifted Song Lingshu’s chin, her breath like orchid. “Who are you trying to fool? You’re clearly just attracted to my beauty.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Song Lingshu blinked, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “So you saw right through my dirty little thoughts?”

Lin Wenwen raised an eyebrow triumphantly, sat back, and just as she picked up her wine glass, the helicopter suddenly jolted. Wine splashed out of the glass and spilled onto her face.

“…”

Song Lingshu quickly handed her a tissue. Lin Wenwen took it with feigned composure, wiped her face, then silently got up and went to the small room to change into a new dress.

Song Lingshu: …The princess sure has a lot of baggage.

The helicopter landed directly at the Lin family villa. Lin Wenwen said, “It’s so late already. You can stay here tonight.”

“Sure.” Song Lingshu followed her inside with practiced ease, heading toward the kitchen. “Are you hungry? Want to make some late-night snacks?”

“I’m not eating.” To maintain her figure, Lin Wenwen basically never ate anything after ten at night.

“Then I’ll make something for myself.” Song Lingshu was no longer an actress, so she allowed herself to indulge. She opened the fridge—it was full of alcohol and drinks, nothing substantial to eat. She felt a tinge of sadness. “I’ll go out for a bit.”

Lin Wenwen: “Where are you going?”

Song Lingshu: “To buy some food.”

Lin Wenwen looked at the dark sky outside. “Going out to buy things so late? Aren’t you tired? Besides, our villa district is quite far. It’s not safe for you to go out.”

“But I’m hungry…” Song Lingshu patted her stomach.

“Just stay put.” Lin Wenwen impatiently pushed her onto the sofa and made a phone call.

Ten minutes later, four bodyguards swiftly came in carrying several large bags of snacks, placed them in front of Song Lingshu, then crossed their hands in front of their stomachs and stood obediently to the side, awaiting Miss’s orders.

“This much stuff, should be enough to fill you up, right?” Lin Wenwen asked grumpily.

Song Lingshu was flabbergasted and said, deeply moved, “But what I wanted was hotpot…”

As soon as she said that, the head bodyguard pressed his earpiece and said, “Miss Mu wants hotpot. You guys, hurry up.”

Twenty minutes later, four more bodyguards came in carrying freshly packed hotpot ingredients, placed them in front of Song Lingshu, then crossed their hands in front of their stomachs and stood obediently on the other side, awaiting orders from Miss and Song Lingshu.

Song Lingshu looked left, then right, sitting among these eight burly men, looking so small and helpless.

But Lin Wenwen was immune to this scene and didn’t care. She just thought Song Lingshu was too hard to please. “Can you eat now?”

“Well, yes, but this is way too much!” Song Lingshu looked at the five or six bags of ingredients on the table and went to the kitchen with a headache.

“Didn’t we buy it all? Why are you going to cook again!” Lin Wenwen followed her. “Aren’t you tired at all?”

“…I still have to make the broth base, or should we eat it raw?” Song Lingshu searched the kitchen for a good while before finding two induction cookers. She then started stir-frying the seasoning, added water, brought it to a boil, and carried it to the dining table.

“Come and eat together, everyone,” Song Lingshu called out. “There’s so much, I can’t finish it all.”

The bodyguards didn’t say a word.

Song Lingshu looked at Lin Wenwen. “Let them eat some.”

Lin Wenwen clicked her tongue. “Everyone, eat.”

The eight men immediately gathered around one table. Song Lingshu looked at the table in front of her—it was plenty spacious—and was about to call a few of them over, but then she saw Lin Wenwen gracefully sit down across from her.

“Aren’t you not eating?” Song Lingshu asked curiously.

“Can’t I just watch you eat?”

“Fine.” Song Lingshu cooked several slices of beef, eating until her face was flushed with pleasure. She then swished a few slices of lamb in the broth and put them into the bowl across from her. “I don’t eat lamb.”

“So you give me the stuff you don’t eat?” Lin Wenwen crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

“It’s because you love lamb that I gave it to you,” Song Lingshu said.

“That’s more like it.” Lin Wenwen muttered, then looked down at the lamb but didn’t pick up her chopsticks. She was in an internal battle. But seeing how happily Song Lingshu was eating, her own cravings were stirred. She carefully picked up a piece, took a few bites, then quickly put down her chopsticks. “Okay, I’m done.”

“Try this quail egg—it’s delicious!” Song Lingshu added an egg to her bowl.

“…”

“And this duck blood, goose intestine, tripe, shrimp paste…”

“…”

In the end, Lin Wenwen stood on the scale with resentment, silently cursing Song Lingshu, that sly and cunning glutton.

After lying down on the bed, she couldn’t fall asleep. The previous days, she had slept in a quaint, narrow room with another person beside her, and she had slept like a log. Now, back in her own princess room, she felt unaccustomed. She tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting off.

The next morning, Lin Wenwen had to go to the company. After washing up and going downstairs, she found that Song Lingshu was already up and had made breakfast.

“You’re up. Come have some breakfast first,” Song Lingshu said.

Lin Wenwen ate breakfast in a daze, then prepared to leave. As she reached the entrance hall, Song Lingshu called her back.

“You forgot your bag.” Song Lingshu handed her the handbag, then straightened her collar a bit. She smiled. “Go on.”

Lin Wenwen felt like this scene looked familiar somehow—

Oh, she remembered. Isn’t this what the virtuous wives in TV dramas do?! The beautiful and capable little wife sends her husband off at the door, straightens his tie… next, is she supposed to give her a farewell kiss?

Lin Wenwen subconsciously looked at her rosy, moist lips. Her mind instantly filled with fantasies, her throat tightened. She suddenly waved her hand to chase away the images in her head.

Seeing her suddenly waving at the air, Song Lingshu asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m off.” Lin Wenwen grabbed her bag and stepped out, but then she poked her head back in from outside, blinked, and asked, “Are you going home today?”

Song Lingshu stared at her for a long moment, then smiled to herself. She innocently pressed her fingertips together and said pitifully, “Are you chasing me away? If I go home today, I’ll be all alone in the house…”

“Then just stay and play at my place. I’ll be back soon. If you want to eat or play anything, just tell the butler or the nanny.”

“Mhm.” Song Lingshu walked to the door and gave her a bright smile. “Wenwen, you’re so good to me~”

“I just think you’re pitiful being alone at home!” Lin Wenwen immediately changed her expression and got into the car with a straight face. In the rearview mirror, she could still see Song Lingshu standing at the door waving.

Lin Wenwen touched her chest and let out a breath.

After arriving at the company, the client had already arrived. Today she was helping her dad receive the guests; the cooperation had already been settled, so today was mainly about showing them around the company.

The client’s representative was a middle-aged man who was very talkative, but it was said he doted on his wife. Even when socializing outside, he would always send videos to his wife.

Lin Wenwen sneered. That was clearly just being scared of his wife.

At noon, they had lunch together. The client didn’t treat her like a child at all—after all, she was the heir of the Lin Corporation, so he couldn’t be careless. And she seemed quite aloof. During the two-plus hours of conversation, apart from professional fake smiles, she didn’t crack a single real smile.

Halfway through the meal, the client received a video call from his wife.

Lin Wenwen heard him telling his wife that he was meeting with so-and-so, and he even pointed the camera at the dishes on the table, then swept it around to show everyone at the table—besides the two of them, there were also a few subordinates from the Lin Corporation.

Listening to him reporting his itinerary bit by bit, Lin Wenwen rolled her eyes internally. Just then, her phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw it was a message from Song Lingshu.

【Have you eaten?】

【Eating.】

After sending the message, Lin Wenwen looked at the sumptuous food on the table and couldn’t resist taking a photo and sending it. She thought to herself, I’m just showing off the food.

Song Lingshu: 【Drool drool!】

Song Lingshu curiously asked again: 【There are so many men across from you. Didn’t you say you were only meeting one client?】

When Lin Wenwen took the food photo, she accidentally included a few subordinates across from her. She immediately took another video, capturing everyone in the private room.

Lin Wenwen: 【These are all subordinates. Except for the one next to me on a video call—he’s the client.】

Lin Wenwen: 【He has a wife.】

Song Lingshu: 【Why aren’t you in the video? starry_eyes.jpg】

Lin Wenwen opened her photo album, intending to send a beautiful picture of herself, but ended up finding that every single one was stunning, so she sent over a hundred at once.

The other side must be admiring her beauty, since she didn’t reply. Lin Wenwen put away her phone, only to find the client staring at her in shock.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Lin Wenwen asked.

“Miss Lin, what were you smiling about just now?”

“I wasn’t smiling!” Lin Wenwen said, then touched her cheek and realized her lips were indeed curved up. She coughed twice, immediately let the smile fall, and changed the subject. “Are you done with your call?”

“Yes,” the client said with a smile. “My wife is just a bit too clingy. Please don’t mind her.”

“What kind of clingy?” Lin Wenwen asked casually.

“Every morning she makes breakfast and waits for me to get up, and when she sends me off at the door, she’s reluctant to let go. If I’m out socializing, she’ll send a message or call at mealtime, asking if I’ve eaten and what I’ve had.”

!!

Lin Wenwen’s eyes slowly widened. “Your wife is that clingy… and that’s considered clingy?”

“Yes, but it’s probably because she lacks security. I’m out every day building my career, dealing with all kinds of social engagements. She’s home alone and gets bored, so she tends to overthink.”

Lin Wenwen nodded thoughtfully and sent a message to Song Lingshu: 【Don’t overthink things.】

Song Lingshu, who was playing games, saw the message: “?”

After a second of confusion, she went back to gaming.

After lunch, Lin Wenwen continued showing the client around the company, but her pace was noticeably faster than in the morning.

“Miss Lin, do you have something urgent?” the client couldn’t help asking.

“Yes.” There was someone waiting for her at home.

The itinerary that was supposed to end after five was finished by three-thirty. After seeing the client into his car, Lin Wenwen immediately rushed home.

She rang the doorbell. As it happened, Song Lingshu was in the entrance hall putting something away, and upon hearing the sound, she opened the door.

“Back so early?” Song Lingshu said happily.

Just as she thought.

This girl must be waiting by the door all the time for her to come home. It was clearly a sad, mournful wait, yet she still smiled so brightly upon seeing her. How pitiful.

Lin Wenwen stepped inside and said directly, “You’re a bit too clingy.”

Song Lingshu: “?”

“That’s not good. You can’t lose yourself because you’re infatuated with my beauty. You should find something to do instead of waiting for me to come home.” Lin Wenwen lectured her earnestly.

Song Lingshu: “??”

“Anyway, what I mean is, don’t let your mind wander when you’re home alone. You might become a resentful wife. You can hang out with friends…” As Lin Wenwen put down her bag and walked inside, she suddenly froze when she saw the scene in the living room. “Mahjong?!”

In the living room, three mahjong tables had been set up—two for the bodyguards, one for the nannies. The tables were laden with snacks and mahjong tiles. Everyone was staring at her silently.

Lin Wenwen was stunned for a long time, exchanging blank looks with the people at the tables.

“That’s right, mahjong. Want to join?” Song Lingshu invited her enthusiastically.

Lin Wenwen: “…………”

You sure know how to have a good time when I’m not home!