The Opening Act Is a Crime Scene

On the luxurious big bed, a man reeking of alcohol had flushed cheeks, his eyes slightly closed, as he impatiently tugged at the buttons near his collar.

A pair of icy, slender hands covered the back of his burning hand, helping him unbutton his shirt, removing the entire black shirt completely, before moving downward to carefully unzip his jeans.

The man was dead drunk, and after the restriction on his neck was released, he fell asleep comfortably.

The slender fingers scratched two red marks across the man’s chest and back, and red lip prints were stamped onto his cheeks.

Then, she picked up the phone on the nightstand to take two pictures of the man first, before lying down to hold him and taking several pictures in a row.

Bang bang bang.

The hotel door was being violently pounded on by someone outside.

A coarse male voice suddenly started cursing.

“Pu Ting, open the door quickly, don’t hide inside and stay quiet, I know you are inside with a wild man.”

Inside the room, on the big bed.

Pu Ting was shocked awake by the commotion outside.

She flipped over in a hurry, almost thinking it was an earthquake, and grabbed the two things in her hand at random, preparing to run.

Only after calming down did she clearly hear what the person outside was saying.

She also clearly saw the two time bombs she was currently holding in her hands.

In her left palm lay a continuously vibrating phone, where a contact named Cousin was continuously making WeChat voice calls to her.

Pu Ting hung up.

She saw the chat history between the two of them above.

Dozens of messages saying [I’ve arrived, open the door quickly].

As well as the words “honey trap” that caught her eye.

The sky fell.

And her right hand was currently resting on the abdominal muscles of the sleeping man beside her.

Yuck.

Pu Ting immediately retracted her hand.

Her gaze shifted upward and she saw the man’s face.

The sound of knocking on the door and the cousin’s voice outside were still continuing.

Nanny Rong, stop poking me with needles.

She remembered.

She remembered everything.

Dear God, why are you so unfair to her.

She was just staying up late working overtime on modeling while listening to an audio novel, and was just lamenting that she finally encountered someone with the exact same name as her.

She had not even thoroughly read the plot yet.

How could she be made to transmigrate into this melodramatic novel titled “I Want All the Promised Childhood Friends”.

And as a villainous NPC at that.

If she guessed correctly, the man next to her was precisely the female lead’s precious younger brother, Xie Zongqi.

The original owner was named Pu Ting, who was the roommate and lackey of the female lead, Xie Zongyi.

To emphasize, she was the type of lackey who licked the boots most diligently.

She flattered the female lead just to pick up the leftovers that the female lead did not want.

As the saying goes, the trash thrown away by rich people is still good.

Including men.

As the female lead, the excellent suitors around Xie Zongyi could not even be loaded into two trucks.

The original owner’s idea was very simple; after the female lead finished choosing the ones she liked, surely one of the remaining ones could be distributed to her.

However, after so much meat was completely divided, there was no share for her.

Not a single one was left for her.

She was clearly the one who flattered the most, and she could provide emotional value to the female lead even better than the male lead.

How could she not hate this.

The original owner could not take it anymore, so she put on heavy smoky makeup.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Last week, her cousin told her that their grandmother was hospitalized, and the surgery cost required two hundred thousand yuan.

Since that was the case, she would pull off a big one.

Therefore, she and her cousin self-directed and acted out today’s incident.

Why did she choose the female lead’s younger brother as the target for revenge.

Because the female lead treasured him very much, and Pu Ting did not dare to do it openly, preferring this kind of dark, petty pleasure of secret revenge.

Furthermore, Xie Zongqi had also offended her before, asking if she had been in a car accident and injured her head, which was a roundabout way of saying she had mental issues.

Were those words fit for a human to say.

Yesterday was the female lead’s birthday, and Xie Zongqi, for some unknown gloomy reason, poured a lot of alcohol down his throat.

Pu Ting volunteered to support him to rest.

To make the act look completely real, the original owner entered the room and immediately stripped Xie Zongqi’s clothes and pants entirely clean.

She kindly left him a pair of boxers.

She left two claw marks on his chest and back.

Her lipstick prints were on his face.

She even poured some red liquid onto the bedsheets.

Everything was prepared and ready, but the cousin failed to show up at the crucial moment.

The original owner thought of shrinking to the side to take a short nap while waiting for the cousin’s arrival, and then…

And then, Pu Ting transmigrated over.

Pu Ting was going crazy.

How did she end up becoming the one to clean up this mess.

This was really not done out of her own subjective will.

Please heaven, distinguish the loyal from the treacherous.

She liked reading this kind of plot when it offered a feeling of watching a fire from across the river, but if the protagonist became herself, then that was absolutely not okay.

According to the novel’s plot, she would be bundled up by Xie Zongqi’s sibling-obsessed older brother and older sister and thrown into the Amazon rainforest to be fed to crocodiles.

What should she do, she did not want to die yet.

Pu Ting made a prompt decision, picked up a dress to put on, and prepared to resolve the plague at the door first.

Before Xie Zongqi woke up, she would secretly run away and act as if nothing had ever happened.

In the future, the train station would belong to the train station, and the airport would belong to the airport.

Click.

She hunched her body and carefully pulled open the door.

What was up with all those camera flashes.

She remembered that this plan did not include inviting reporters.

Could this crowd of onlookers holding up their phones please stay further away from other people’s private lives.

They really had no sense of boundaries whatsoever.

Why not just crawl into someone else’s bed covers instead.

Wang Cannan also did not want to make a big scene, so he roared at the people behind, smashed two or three phones, and the crowd dispersed dejectedly.

Pu Ting made a shushing sound to him as he was about to rush inside.

“Let’s go out first before talking.”

Just as she was about to close the door, the sound of a footstep came from behind.

It was completely over.

Pu Ting shrunk her neck and pushed Wang Cannan outward, but that big guy could not be moved at all.

Pu Ting’s eyes were about to twitch from blinking so much, yet he simply could not understand.

I hate that you are a block of wood.

“You must be the man this woman is cheating with.”

The big guy Wang Cannan pointed provocatively at the person behind Pu Ting, looking exactly like a crooked-mouthed arrogant soldier.

A heavy rain of speechlessness fell inside Pu Ting’s heart.

“Don’t put things so harshly…”

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by a cold, large hand that felt extremely powerful, and she could not shake it off.

“Who are you?”

The person behind spoke up to ask.

It was unclear whether he was asking the mastermind or the accomplice.

Pu Ting’s brain operated frantically, thinking about how to use reinforced concrete and Newton’s third law to save her little life.

Would a cheesy pickup line like ‘I am your little baby’ work.

Wang Cannan patted his chest.

“Who am I, I am her ol…”

“Great-uncle!”

“He is my great-uncle!”

Pu Ting turned her head, blinking her eyes at Xie Zongqi as she smiled flatteringly.

“We have a family meeting to hold, so we will leave first, we were both at fault for last night’s matter, so let’s just act as if it never happened.”

He only had time to pull on his pants and shirt, and did not even have time to button his clothes, making the claw marks on his chest look ambiguous and conspicuous.

Wang Cannan looked at Pu Ting in disbelief, wondering why she changed the script without telling him.

“How can we just let it go, you are an innocent unmarried woman, a girl’s chastity is much more important than a boy’s.”

Pu Ting stamped heavily with a thunderous kick onto his foot.

Big brother, I beg of you, just run.

Villains always die from talking too much.

If you say one more word, both of us are going to become little snacks for Mr. Crocodile.

Xie Zongqi frowned, looking at the mess all over the bed.

The veins on his forehead stood out, appearing to be on the verge of losing control.

“What do you guys want to do?”

“You guys.”

He categorized her and him into one group so arbitrarily.

Could it not be purely a misunderstanding.

Could he not listen to her give a few words of sophistry.

Wang Cannan decisively extended his hand.

“One million yuan, if you don’t give the money, I will call the police.”

Pu Ting was in disbelief; according to what she knew, the amount agreed upon by the two of them was three hundred thousand yuan, with two hundred thousand yuan going to the surgery fees and the remaining one hundred thousand yuan going to Wang Cannan.

Now he was opening his mouth like a lion.

With just a single mouth, he raised her sentencing from three years to more than ten years.

Wonderful, truly wonderful.

It really was a case of one’s own family setting up their own family.

Pu Ting pinched her thigh, her eyes swimming with tears as she tried hard to distance herself from him.

“Great-uncle, you cannot insult me like this, I… I was willing.”