The Malevolent Female Villain Turns Out to Be Me Chapter 1

Hai City Ye Family.

"Knock knock knock~"

The door of a bedroom on the second floor of the villa was knocked, followed by a low male voice gently calling out: "ngng, get up, or you'll be late for work."

Inside the bedroom, Ye Jinng, who was woken up by the knock, hugged her quilt tightly and turned over on the soft princess bed. Her slightly chubby face was flushed from sleep, her closed eyes fluttering as she gave a lazy hum from her mouth. Her soft and tender voice floated to Ye Jinchen's ears outside the door, "Hmm, don't want to go to work. Let sleep a little longer."

Outside the door, Ye Jinchen looked at his watch and sighed lightly in helplessness. He then pushed open the bedroom door, walked in, and said to the girl on the bed: "ngng, you've only been interning at the company for a week. After a weekend you don't want to go anymore?"

But Ye Jinng still had her eyes closed on the bed, rely turning over upon hearing this without responding.

Oh well, she was finally on sumr vacation without classes, yet her brother insisted on arranging for her to intern in the design departnt of the company. He even said it was to allow her to learn more about how professional designers design good works. Ye Jinng was truly exasperated internally!

Seeing his sister tangled with the quilt, Ye Jinchen raised his hand to press on his brow, forcibly suppressing the urge to drag her out of bed and give her a beating. His tone was sowhat stern: "ngng, you can't even persevere for one week of work?" Then his tone changed, "Oh well, if you don't want to get up then don't. It's just a pity for the crab roe buns, braised pork buns, shrimp dumplings, pork and preserved egg congee that Aunt Chen prepared..."

Before he could finish, Ye Jinng, who was just entangled with her quilt, shot out of bed like a rocket and rushed into the bathroom, "Give five minutes, I'll get ready right away!"

Ye Jinchen: "..." For his gluttonous little sister, this was still the most effective trick.

Even in a hurry, it still took Ye Jinng ten minutes to get herself ready. Coming downstairs wearing a white designer dress, her hair in a fluffy bun, looking cute and adorable.

She bounced into the dining room where her brother was elegantly having breakfast. Ye Jinng sat down on the chair and imdiately picked up a shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Mm, so delicious!"

Ye Jinchen glanced up at Ye Jinng and said unpromisingly: "You have so little backbone. As long as there's good food, you imdiately throw away your principles. If soone abducts you one day, you'd probably even help them count money."

Hearing this, Ye Jinng pouted. Loving food was her fault? With so many delicious foods created, wasn't it for people to eat?

So Ye Jinng didn't care about her brother's sarcasm at all. She just swallowed the crab roe bun in her mouth, calmly sipped the pork congee, and complained, "It's because you insisted I intern at the company. I was finally on sumr vacation and hadn't relaxed at all."

Seeing Ye Jinng earnestly eating, Ye Jinchen looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "You'll be a sophomore when school starts. Learning more will be helpful for your professional courses in the future."

Then he put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, leaned back in his chair relaxedly, lightly stroked his nose, and gave a light cough. "Ahem, besides, your design talent is inherently high. Apart from learning from experience, you might even be able to provide your own design ideas and give professional designers inspiration for their creations."

Ye Jinng's small bun-like face flushed slightly red from the sudden praise, looking cute and adorable. "Brother, don't try to butter up. I won't fall for it!"

"The company cafeteria is planning to add so new dishes..."

"Brother, don't worry. I will definitely work hard!"

...

At the sa ti.

In a shabby 20-square-ter small flat in Xu Family Village, Linyun City, a girl was lying on a bed made of wooden planks. The girl looked about 17 or 18 years old. There was so sweat beading on her forehead as her brows were tightly furrowed, seemingly having a terrible dream.

Under the window opposite the bed was a small desk, with stacks of books neatly arranged on top. A large black rat was crouching on the desk, seemingly trying to find so food to eat.

With a "clang", the rat accidentally knocked over the empty cup on the desk and scurried around in panic.

The sleeping girl on the bed was suddenly awakened.