After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 41: You and Bo Jingmo Don’t Seem as in Love as You Say

Hearing Jiang Xi's plea, Yu Li’s gaze shifted slightly, her expression unreadable as she tapped the rim of her cup with her fingertip.

She had to admit, Jiang Xi truly deserved to be the female lead.

Her ability to immerse herself in a role was remarkable. Despite being a newcomer who had only acted in a few storylines, her emotional engagement was on par with a seasoned actor.

This kind of audience appeal was always well received.

The viewers all praised Jiang Xi’s skill, but Yu Li didn’t quite agree.

Having a protagonist-tier plot armor wasn’t enough—without actual acting skills, one could still get heavily criticized. But Jiang Xi was naturally suited for this line of work.

Her ability was just the icing on the cake.

And as it turned out, Yu Li’s guess was correct. The livestream chat was now filled with uniform reactions:

【Wuwuwu, I can’t believe Jiang Xi went to Holy Wings High School for this reason.】

【So heartbreaking…】

【Crying… This reason… She couldn't bear to see her friend suffer even after death.】

【Jiang Xi’s acting is top-notch, I’m crying like a fool.】

【Wuwuwu, if my best friend died and was still being mistreated, I’d want to kill the bastard who bullied her! Who cares if they’re a ghost?!】

【Exactly! This plot is insane. I really didn’t expect that even ghosts get bullied by other ghosts. Just like how the weak get picked on by the strong.】

【But what’s the point of Jiang Xi looking for Qing Li? Wasn’t she the one who bullied Bo Jingmo? Even if she knows something, given her personality, would she really help?】

【No matter how gentle she acts, deep down, she’s still cold and heartless. Wuwuwu, Jiang Xi, you’re asking the wrong person.】

【Not necessarily. Didn’t Jiang Xi find some dirt on her? Maybe she can use it as leverage?】

Faced with the girl’s tears, Yu Li remained completely unmoved. She simply pulled out a tissue and handed it over, speaking in a detached tone: “But why are you so sure I can help you? I’m just an ordinary person too, aren’t I?”

Jiang Xi took the tissue and wiped her tears, looking at her with watery eyes. “You said before that you dreamt of your boyfriend. Did he come to you because something was bullying him too?”

Yu Li: “......”

Who would dare bully him?

Her little boyfriend might be a bit crazy, but his strength was definitely not to be underestimated.

Based on the backstory, Bo Jingmo must have entered Qing Li’s dream to lure her to Holy Wings High School and kill her.

But who would have expected Yu Li to take over this body midway?

She crossed her arms over her chest, leaned back in her chair, and chuckled, going along with Jiang Xi’s words. “Probably.”

Jiang Xi’s eyes lit up as she carefully asked, “Then can we go save your boyfriend together? And help my friend too?”

【So humble… Jiang Xi, my baby girl, how can you be this humble?!】

【Wuwuwu, Jiang Xi, don’t be afraid. Your protagonist-tier plot armor won’t let you die. We’ll always be with you!】

【Don’t beg that wicked woman! She definitely won’t agree.】

Sure enough, in the next second, Yu Li lightly raised an eyebrow. “If I could save him, why would I bring along burdens like you?”

Her words were sharp, but they weren’t wrong.

Jiang Xi’s expression darkened. Her fingers clenched around the documents beside her, only to suddenly release them a few seconds later.

“Qing Li, last night I looked through the old school forums. There’s… a record of your past with Bo Jingmo.”

As she spoke, she looked up and met Yu Li’s intrigued gaze. The woman’s eyes gleamed with keen interest.

“Oh? My past with Bo Jingmo?”

Jiang Xi subconsciously swallowed, gritted her teeth, and mustered the courage to say, “What’s written there is completely different from what you said. You and Bo Jingmo don’t seem as in love as you claim to be!”

With that, she took out the file and handed it over.

Yu Li’s eyes fell on the folder, and she picked it up to read.

A few minutes later, she suddenly chuckled.

“Miss Jiang, you really do surprise me.”

Jiang Xi pursed her lips, staying silent.

Then, Yu Li lazily spoke again, “But this doesn’t mean much to me.”

Jiang Xi’s face changed drastically. Seeing Yu Li stand up, she thought all hope was lost. Tears welled up as she choked out, “Miss Qing Li! You—”

“Wait for my message tonight.”

But Yu Li cut her off directly.

She tilted her head slightly and casually waved the folder in her hand, her tone indifferent.

“Though it’s not exactly a threat, I’ll take this as a gift. I’ll accept it as payment.”

Jiang Xi froze for a moment. Then, surprise flickered in her eyes, and she hastily nodded. Just as she was about to say "okay," the woman suddenly turned around.

Yu Li smiled and said, “Oh, right. I still want to clarify—Bo Jingmo really is my boyfriend.”

“When we meet again, you can ask him yourself.”

Jiang Xi: “........”

If she didn’t know Bo Jingmo wouldn’t date anyone, she might’ve actually believed it.

Ask Bo Jingmo herself?

She was afraid her former teammate would rip her to shreds on the spot.

This NPC was bold—of all people, she just had to choose Bo Jingmo.

Forcing a few dry chuckles, Jiang Xi nodded. “......Alright.”

Noticing the female lead’s obvious disbelief, Yu Li merely chuckled and left the café without further explanation.

It didn’t matter whether others believed her. She just needed to coax the little boyfriend in her pocket.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Yu Haoye noticed his screen time shrinking and grew increasingly anxious.

He cursed the damn system—why did it assign him such a peripheral role? His screen time was even less than that of an NPC.

This wouldn’t do!

If things continued like this, his rating would drop lower than a newcomer’s!

He pulled out his phone and made a call. It was answered within seconds, and Cen Xiu’s impatient voice came through: “Yu Haoye? What do you want?”

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Yu Haoye didn’t waste time and got straight to the point. “Cen Xiu, whatever you’re planning next, take me with you.”

There was a brief silence on the other end before Cen Xiu sneered, his tone laced with mockery:

“Yu Haoye, are you crazy? If you have the guts, go ask the newcomers. They’re the protagonists. How would I know?”

As if he would ask a bunch of newbies—that would be too humiliating!

Yu Haoye would rather die than do something so degrading. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Cen Xiu, do you really think I don’t know your ability lets you glimpse future developments? You must already know what the protagonists are going to do. We’re both veteran players. What’s the harm in taking me along?”

“Besides, my skill lets me heal people once. If you get injured by a ghost, I can patch you up. It’s a mutually beneficial deal. No reason to refuse, right?”

Cen Xiu fell silent at that, his gaze darkening.

His ability indeed let him glimpse future events, but only once per scenario, and he had just used it when Yu Haoye called.

Cen Xiu seriously suspected Yu Haoye’s actual skill was surveillance.

Otherwise, how could his timing be this perfect?

Still… A healing skill, huh?

In a horror film, that was undeniably a useful trump card. If caught by a ghost, survival was the top priority.

But partnerships like these required mutual trust. If one party had ulterior motives, the other would suffer.

Cen Xiu had never worked with Yu Haoye before, so he wasn’t sure if he could trust him.

After a few minutes of contemplation, he finally spoke. “Yu Haoye, are you sure you’ll help me when the time comes?”

“Of course!” Yu Haoye answered without hesitation. Sensing an opportunity, he quickly flattered him with a few laughs.

“Brother Xiu, you’ve always been well-connected in the film set. Why would I lie to you? That’d be shooting myself in the foot. How would I survive here after that?”

Cen Xiu thought about it and figured he had a point. He glanced at his phone screen and said, “Tonight, the protagonists will return to Holy Wings High School. I just uploaded last night’s video online. We’ll use the excuse that the audience wants more footage to shamelessly tag along.”

“Why are they going back?” Yu Haoye asked, puzzled.

Cen Xiu’s face darkened.

How the hell would he know? His ability only let him glimpse the protagonists’ actions, not their reasoning.

“Why do you care? Just follow along. Got it?”

Tch. Acting all high and mighty.

Yu Haoye secretly scoffed but still plastered on a fawning smile. “Got it, got it. Whatever you say, Brother Xiu.”

After all, when push came to shove, he’d make sure to save himself first.