Abused Female Lead And Beautiful Villainess (Quick Transmigration)

When Shen Wan said she preferred someone a bit older, prettier, like Fu Qingman, Fu Qingman completely lost control.

Her hand shook, nearly dropping the water cup.

Shen Wan swiftly steadied the cup, her small hand grasping Fu Qingman’s. Fu Qingman stared at the white, delicate hand with slender fingers holding hers, her heart racing, unsure how to react.

She felt helpless, unable to deny her feelings any longer. She’d long suspected, but couldn’t believe she might be attracted to a woman.

Perhaps she wasn’t gay, but since this woman appeared, she’d transformed from a straight pencil into a coiled mosquito coil.

“What’s wrong? Can’t hold the cup steady? Should you rest today?” Shen Wan asked, concerned. “It’s a bit unfair, but I suspect the whole crew is hoping you’ll take a couple days off.”

Whenever Fu Qingman felt unwell and rested, Shen Wan would pay for the entire crew to have fun, delighting them.

Even the director didn’t mind, as Shen Wan covered all expenses, including any budget shortfalls. Shen Wan kept her word, insisting filming should be enjoyable. She loved filming, but if it wasn’t fun, what was the point?

Though many in the crew didn’t understand, they knew a tycoon’s perspective differed from theirs. With the tycoon covering all losses, why should they worry? Plus, with Shen Wan as their little tycoon, the crew had the best of everything and never lacked funds.

The director, striving for perfection, spared no expense on every detail, all thanks to Shen Wan. No, thanks to Fu Qingman’s monthly periods and occasional headaches.

Hearing Shen Wan’s words, Fu Qingman instinctively glanced at the distant crew eating popsicles. They kept looking her way, as if asking why Tycoon Wan hadn’t taken Actress Fu home yet.

Fu Qingman sighed, drinking the hot water.

Shen Wan hadn’t released the cup, so Fu Qingman’s other hand effectively held Shen Wan’s.

Shen Wan grew excited, silently calling out to 188, “Brother 8, I sense my wife is about to fall into my bowl. What do you think?”

Receiving no response, she guessed 188 must be out with his partner, watching movies or playing games.

Fu Qingman finished her water but didn’t let go.

Under Shen Wan’s sparkling gaze, she leaned in and whispered, “You probably won’t find another like me, so you’re just dreaming. How about choosing me instead?”

Wow, so direct?

Shen Wan blinked rapidly, her eyes brightening. Fu Qingman, having expressed her feelings, could barely control herself.

After revealing her thoughts, she felt incredibly light. It felt so good to express her feelings. How could she not have noticed Shen Wan’s interest? In her twenty-plus years, she’d never seen anyone treat a sister or best friend as well as Shen Wan treated her.

How could she not sense that subtle affection and care?

She’d simply disbelieved and subconsciously denied it before.

She said Shen Wan couldn’t find another like her, but wasn’t it equally true that she couldn’t find another who treated her like Shen Wan did?

“Since you like my type, choosing me is best,” Fu Qingman’s voice floated into Shen Wan’s ear. “Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, you’re absolutely right,” Shen Wan quickly replied, lowering her voice. “Do you really mean it?”

“Of course I do. I wouldn’t joke about this. If you don’t believe me, start officially living at my place from today.” Fu Qingman then called her assistant, who promptly arrived.

“Sister Qingman, what do you need?”

The assistant wasn’t being lazy; with Shen Wan around, there truly wasn’t much she could help with.

This Tycoon Wan had everything planned for Sister Qingman. Standing idle made her feel useless.

Fu Qingman extended her pale hand. “Give me my keys.”

Though puzzled, the assistant obediently handed over the keys. “Alright, go enjoy yourself. It’s hot, but don’t eat too many popsicles. You might get a stomachache.”

The assistant nodded and ran off, surely because Sister Qingman had seen her eat four popsicles earlier. Though tempted, she dared not eat more. Getting sick and taking time off would be awkward, especially without a Tycoon Wan by her side.

Fu Qingman placed the keys in Shen Wan’s palm. “Here, I’m giving you my keys. Now if you don’t come back with me, I can’t get into my house.”

Shen Wan was stunned. Why was Fu Qingman like this after finally realizing her feelings? As expected of that old woman, always the same regardless of changes. She’d thought Fu Qingman was a beautiful lotus, but it turned out to be black, not pink.

“What, having second thoughts?” Fu Qingman snorted. “Too bad, you started this. You’ve made me gay, and I’ll never like men or other women again. If you don’t want me, I’ll be lonely forever.”

Shen Wan thought: Damn, how can this woman be so shameless?

She wanted to say this old woman had never been straight, inside or out. Clearly, Shen Wan was the one who’d been turned, yet Fu Qingman blamed her for turning Fu Qingman gay.

“My stomach still feels a bit off.”

Fu Qingman, perhaps sensing Shen Wan’s thoughts, quickly said, “Wan Wan, could you get me another cup of hot water?”

“Alright.”

Even knowing Fu Qingman was faking, Shen Wan knew she was genuinely on her period. Having experienced Fu Qingman’s shamelessness before, what else could she do?

Fu Qingman watched Shen Wan walk away with the cup, her lips curving. If she’d turned her gay, she’d have to take responsibility – for life.

From that day on, the crew noticed something different between Shen Wan and Fu Qingman.

The two remained restrained in public, maintaining a normal distance. Besides, close female friendships rarely raised suspicions.

So while they sensed something odd, they couldn’t guess that the pair had officially moved in together.

But since Shen Wan had often stayed at Fu Qingman’s place before, everyone thought it was normal.

Though Shen Wan was popular on set, it was different online.

Many now suspected Shen Wan had a powerful backer.

The earlier incident with Pan Yue had been deflected when he became her company’s new boss, temporarily shifting attention. This diversion was partly due to Pan Yue’s efforts; he couldn’t let people slander his boss online.

Now, two people refused to let Shen Wan off: Leng Jiatong and Jing Ming.

Jing Ming wouldn’t openly cause trouble, as it could damage his reputation if exposed.

Leng Jiatong also dared not act openly, fearing fan backlash and potential attacks from rivals.

However, furious that her sugar daddy couldn’t oust Shen Wan from the previous production, and hearing that Shen Wan’s new boss highly valued her, even suppressing many topics, Leng Jiatong secretly bought bots to smear Shen Wan online.

With Shen Wan’s new drama about to air, Leng Jiatong wanted to thoroughly discredit her, showing fans she wasn’t the pure “little white flower” they thought.

Jing Ming also noticed Shen Wan’s new drama promotions everywhere, especially posters of Shen Wan and Fu Qingman wielding swords together plastered all over the city.

Learning of efforts to smear Shen Wan, he added fuel to the fire.

Now the entire internet was attacking Shen Wan, accusing her of faking her “little white flower” image, claiming she’d already secured powerful backing while pretending to reject the domineering CEO’s pursuit. They called her two-faced, actually filthy while using Actor Jing and CEO Jing Ming for publicity.

“This is outrageous fabrication,” Fu Qingman fumed, glancing at Shen Wan, deeply upset. “How did you get Jing Ming so obsessed with you that he’s turned dark?”

Shen Wan nearly burst out laughing.

“You’re still laughing? Look at all these messy romances. Even Jing Ge posted on Weibo, saying you’re not like that and he believes in you.”

Shen Wan rolled her eyes. “Do you think he’s helping me or putting on an act? I suspect Jing Ge has turned dark too.”

“Anyway, the situation looks bad for you. Even if you don’t care about reputation, sometimes it’s crucial in this industry.”

“Manman, be honest. Are you really angry because reputation is important?”

Fu Qingman glared at her. “I admit, I’m furious because everyone online is spreading rumors about your unavoidable story with three big shots, calling you a social butterfly flitting between them. It’s not true, and I’m angry, okay?”

Despite paying to remove countless trending topics and suppress the news, Jing Ming was behind this attack. With his professional PR team, status, and power, there seemed no good solution.

“Actually, Jing Ming doesn’t like me,” Shen Wan cupped her face. “He hates me and wants me dead. Remember when we met at the hotel? That’s when Jing Ming and I became enemies.”

Shen Wan explained the previous events clearly to Fu Qingman.

After hearing it all, Fu Qingman could hardly believe that the man Shen Wan had beaten up and thrown out of the hotel was the famous Jing Ming.

Fu Qingman didn’t know how to react, finally saying, “Well, you really… No wonder he holds a grudge. Anyone would after that. But since he tried to assault you, he deserved it. I think beating him up and throwing him out was too light. We should have exposed him then!”

“Don’t worry, I’ve figured out how to solve these problems. Once Jing Ming is busy, he won’t have time to mess with me.”

“Will it work? Need money?” Fu Qingman was already handing Shen Wan her card. “If it’s not enough, just use it. The PIN…” Fu Qingman’s lips curved. “I’ve changed it to your birthday.”

Shen Wan didn’t hesitate, taking the card and kissing Fu Qingman’s cheek. “Manman’s so good, voluntarily handing over her salary. Though I’m rich and don’t need it, how could I refuse you managing my money?”

“Wan Wan, I’m suddenly a bit angry,” Fu Qingman didn’t know what to say about such a little lover. She put on a stern face. “Kiss me again, and I might forgive you.”