Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

Ning Xi took a shower before leaving the house.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and went into the room to find clothes to change into, moving very quietly so as not to disturb He Kezhou, who was catching up on sleep in bed.

He Kezhou had his eyes closed, but he could clearly hear Ning Xi selecting clothes and the rustling sound of the fabric.

Ning Xi, carrying the clothes she had chosen, gently closed the door and went to the living room bathroom to change.

After changing her clothes in the bathroom, she came out and found that the door she had closed was ajar.

Ning Xi remembered that she had closed it tightly.

She was worried that the cool air from the air conditioner would escape, so she went over to close the door again.

She gripped the doorknob and quietly watched He Kezhou, who was lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed, for a while.

The curtains blocked out the light, He Kezhou's long eyelashes drooped, his breathing was even, and he was sleeping soundly.

Ning Xi yawned lazily.

She got sleepy from watching it too.

She closed the door tightly.

He Kezhou opened his eyes the instant the door closed.

The newly changed bed sheets carried a faint, sweet fragrance that subtly overlapped with Ning Xi's scent.

A soft sound came from the living room door.

He Kezhou sensed the silence in the house and knew that Ning Xi had gone out.

He glanced at his phone; it was 16:08 PM.

He turned off his phone and let his consciousness slowly sink, his eyelids closing heavily.

……

Ning Xi took the subway for forty minutes and then walked for five or six minutes before arriving at the coffee shop where she was to meet Cheng Rou.

The coffee shop is easy to find, hidden in a residential area within the Second Ring Road business district.

Surrounded by lush greenery, the place is tranquil and elegant. Sunlight filters through the leaves, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow, making it a peaceful haven amidst the bustling city.

Ning Xi pushed open the door and went in. Cheng Rou, who was already waiting inside, waved to her, "Ning Xi, over here."

There were only two tables of customers in the café. At one table was Cheng Rou, who was waiting for her. At the other table sat two men and a woman; the woman had a cigarette between her fingers and was holding a beautiful Bichon Frise. One of the men looked up when he heard Cheng Rou speak.

The man stared at Ning Xi for a few seconds after she pushed the door open and entered.

The Bichon Frise girl noticed that the man's gaze lingered for a while, frowned, and looked at Ning Xi with hostility.

Cheng Rou only told them for a while about the outrageous things her friend was going to do, but she didn't tell them how beautiful she was.

The girl holding the Bichon Frise kicked the man next to her under the table.

The man lazily withdrew his gaze.

Ning Xi realized that Cheng Rou knew the three people at the other table.

The atmosphere in the store became somewhat subtle after she entered.

Ning Xi sat down in front of Cheng Rou, who was greeting her, without much emotion.

Cheng Rou subtly observed Ning Xi and picked up the gift she had brought for Ning Xi from beside her.

She noticed that Ning Xi's demeanor had undergone a dramatic change in the two months since she last saw her.

Ning Xi wore nothing designer brand; the bag she carried was a cheap canvas bag from Taobao costing only a few dozen yuan.

She wore a simple white polo skirt with an air of high-end style. The fabric clung to her smooth shoulder line, and the slit in the skirt accentuated her slender and neat legs, giving her a straight and elegant figure. She exuded a clean and graceful aura.

This aura reminded her of a high-class ballroom salon her boyfriend had taken her to some time ago. The feeling Ning Xi gave her today reminded her of those dancers.

She handed the paper bag to Ning Xi, saying, "I went shopping with my brother a few days ago and thought this necklace would suit you, so I bought it for you."

The bag has the gold shop's logo printed on it.

Ning Xi didn't answer, going straight to the point, asking Cheng Rou, "What do you want to talk about?"

Cheng Rou discovered that Ning Xi's reaction was different from what she had expected.

The gold necklace she's wearing costs over six thousand.

She had it all planned out. Given Ning Xi's pragmatism and materialism, she would definitely be happy to accept the necklace when she saw it, and might even affectionately ask Ning Xi to help her put it on.

After two months of no contact, she knew how much resentment Ning Xi felt about her moving out without saying goodbye.

However, seeing the gift she brought, I'll definitely calm down.

Upon learning that Ning Xi's boyfriend wasn't a wealthy second-generation heir but merely a mechanic at a beat-up car shop, her sense of superiority quickly swelled.

Ning Xi didn't marry a rich second-generation heir; her current boyfriend is a genuine wealthy young master.

I pursued her for half a month, spent a lot of money on her, and introduced her to many resources.

Cheng Rou put down the paper bag in her hand and said softly, "Ning Xi, when we lived together, it took you less than half an hour to get to work and kindergarten. My commute to work took an hour and a half every day. We also talked about moving into my brother's house together once it was renovated, and I wouldn't charge you rent. But now that you have a boyfriend, I'm worried he might mind if we move into my brother's house together. You've been angry with me for two months now. I've called and texted you to apologize, but you haven't replied. It's been two months, so please forgive me."

Cheng Rou's words made the girl at the next table, who was holding a Bichon Frise, click her tongue.

Ning Xi made no attempt to hide or avoid the girl's undisguised look of disgust.

Cheng Rou immediately adopted an apologetic attitude, but her words implied that she had sacrificed a lot for Ning Xi, while Ning Xi wanted her to take advantage of her by living in her brother's house without paying rent. Because of this, Ning Xi had blamed her for two months.

Ning Xi looked at Cheng Rou's exquisite makeup and the designer handbag she deliberately picked up and placed on the table, her gaze remaining calm throughout.

"On the day you moved out and returned the keys, the male landlord, drunk, used the key to enter the house without permission. Shouldn't a normal roommate send a message to their roommate explaining the situation on the day they move out?"

Ning Xi's words caused Cheng Rou to feel momentarily embarrassed.

She covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Did the landlord do anything bad to you?"

The three people at the other table all looked up at Ning Xi because of Cheng Rou's words.

Ning Xi was amused by Cheng Rou's deliberately exaggerated tone and loud voice.

"What do you really want your landlord to do to me?"

Cheng Rou burst into tears, feeling wronged. "Ning Xi, how could you say that to me? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault for being too busy and not messaging you right away... I'll make it up to you. I cherish our relationship of so many years... I want you to be okay, how could I want something to happen to you..."

The boy who was playing games at another table got up and sat down in front of Cheng Rou, wiping her tears with a tissue.

The man looked at Ning Xi with disdain and disgust. "You weren't actually hurt. My girlfriend sincerely apologized to you. That's enough."

Cheng Rou and the man kept shaking their heads, "Jing Yan, don't talk about my friend like that..."

Wen Jingyan frowned.

Cheng Rou lowered her voice and said softly to him, "Don't you have something to do? You can go first and come pick me up after you're done, okay?"

Ning Xi didn't want to waste time here.

She felt that Cheng Rou's acting skills were not as good as her college roommate's before she transmigrated into the book.

She looked at Cheng Rou's boyfriend with the same disdainful gaze one would give someone trash.

Ning Xi interrupted Cheng Rou and her boyfriend's sweet talk, "If I suffer real harm, can your girlfriend's half-hearted apology really make up for it?"

Wen Jingyan scoffed, "Do flies land on eggs without cracks? I'll give you compensation for emotional distress; name your price."

Without thinking, Ning Xi picked up Cheng Rou's coffee and threw it directly at the man.

Cheng Rou screamed and quickly grabbed tissues for Wen Jingyan.

The boys and girls at the other table were both taken aback.

Wen Jingyan was furious.

Ning Xi didn't let him speak. She imitated Cheng Rou's expression and tone, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I accidentally slipped my hand..."

"I'm so sorry... Can you forgive me?"

Wen Jingyan was caught off guard by Ning Xi's move.

Ning Xi's expression and voice returned to normal. "I only spilled a cup of warm coffee on you. You can change your clothes and wash your face and you'll be clean again. But if I were assaulted, do you think changing my clothes and taking a shower would make it all go away?"

The coffee shop was quiet for a few seconds.

Ning Xi didn't need to hear anyone's response.

She looked at Cheng Rou, who was so angry her nose was almost crooked, and said, "I've never considered you my best friend, and you've never considered me your best friend, so stop pretending to be this fake sisterhood."

Ning Xi slammed the mug in her hand onto the table.

The mug shattered into four pieces in her hand.

Ning Xi maintained her expression, but inwardly she was screaming.

How could the quality of this mug be so bad?!

She didn't use any force at all!

Cheng Rou was intimidated by her imposing manner.

Ning Xi crossed her arms, her expression unchanged. She moved closer to Cheng Rou and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear: "You better not exaggerate my affairs in Xincheng to my aunt again. If it happens again, I'll make a scene at your workplace."

"Have you completely broken things off with your boss? Does his pregnant wife know you two are having an affair?"

Cheng Rou looked at her with disbelief.

How did Ning Xi know all this?

She glanced nervously at her boyfriend, instinctively wanting to pull Ning Xi out of the coffee shop to talk.

Ning Xi avoided her outstretched hand.

Ignoring the various expressions on the faces of the people in the store, she took a picture of the broken mug on the table and searched for the same model on a shopping app.

No results found.