Chapter 7: The Importance of Making Friends

Not only that, there might be even more things Ling Xiaoli still didn’t know…

Good grief, she couldn’t keep thinking about this!

Ling Xiaoli slapped herself hard on the head, forcing herself to come to her senses.

You’re a villainous tool character who doesn’t even survive a hundred chapters in the original story. Why do you need such a complicated background, huh?

You’re making things really difficult for me!

Ling Xiaoli gazed at the pitiful eyes of the person in the mirror. For a moment, she seemed to see a withered, lifeless soul reflected in them.

At this rate, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from doing something unnecessary…

For example, seeking justice for the original owner.

Ling Xiaoli casually grabbed a towel and carefully wiped her face dry while staring at the mirror. She even found the skincare products and used every single one of them without skipping a step.

A face this beautiful needed to be properly protected.

After finishing the somewhat tedious routine, Ling Xiaoli returned to the living room and picked up her phone.

—Ling Xiaoli: Keke, do you have money? Can you lend me some… I don’t have enough to pay the termination fee.

The reply came instantly.

—Keke: Holy crap, holy crap! [Dancing wildly meme]

—Keke: You’ve finally come to your senses! Just wait! I’ll go gather the money for you right now. Even if we have to sell everything we own, we’ll redeem you!

Seeing the messages, Ling Xiaoli smiled sincerely.

To have a friend like this, the original owner must have been a kind person deep down.

After sincerely replying with a message of thanks, along with a grateful emoji, Ling Xiaoli reminded Keke to keep things quiet for now and not post anything on her Moments or elsewhere.

She couldn’t let the company find out.

Tomorrow, she had something big she wanted to do.

Cause trouble = get more scenes = increase her share of the plot = increase her chances of survival!

…

After finishing her conversation with Keke, Ling Xiaoli did not put down her phone. Instead, she found Luo Zhaoyin, whom she had just added.

—Ling Xiaoli: Ayin, are you free tomorrow? Come join my livestream~~ Your new song has already been recorded, right? You can promote it in my livestream and attract more attention! [Come on, come on meme]

As for whether the original owner had the authority to make this decision, Ling Xiaoli didn’t care at all!

What was the most important thing?

Of course, it was the female lead of the original story—her Little Cutie, Luo Zhaoyin, the person she relied on to stay alive!

She was about to terminate her contract with the company. Before leaving, she might as well promote something for her Little Cutie.

Was there anything wrong with that?

Not at all!

After all, unused authority expired once its time was up!

Ling Xiaoli soon received a reply.

—Little Cutie: Is that really okay?!

Ling Xiaoli could practically imagine the delighted expression on Little Cutie’s face, so she immediately replied.

—Ling Xiaoli: Of course! You just need to get ready to sing tomorrow~

—Little Cutie: Okay, okay. Um, should I contact your company about this? Do I need to go through any procedures?

Ling Xiaoli could once again picture the nervous look on Little Cutie’s face.

—Ling Xiaoli: No need, no need. I can make this decision myself! [I’m the greatest meme]

—Little Cutie: Sob, Xiaoli, you’re so wonderful! [Hugging meme]

Hehe.

Ling Xiaoli gave herself a mental thumbs-up.

Excellent. If she continued like this, she could transform from a villain into a good person, increase her involvement in the plot, and become her own Little Cutie’s best friend.

Once she had the ability, she would investigate whether the original owner’s jump from the building had truly been suicide.

Then, during that period when death was supposed to occur, she would carefully avoid all high-rise buildings.

Any building taller than three meters was strictly off-limits!

As long as she took all these precautions, Ling Xiaoli would surely be able to live safely until the end of the story!

After chatting a little longer and arranging a time to connect the following day, Ling Xiaoli let out a sigh of relief.

Next, she needed to carefully investigate the original owner’s phone.

After all, a phone held memories.

Photos, applications, chat records, posts, and replies on various social platforms—taken together, these things were enough to sketch out a person’s general profile.

And right now, Ling Xiaoli knew far too little about the original owner.

She only knew that the original owner had undergone plastic surgery, sang terribly, and survived in the entertainment industry entirely because heaven had blessed her with a beautiful voice.

She liked drinking and had a scandal involving drunk driving and a car accident.

And then there was her constant self-destruction: opposing the female lead, only to eventually use her own connections to make the female lead famous and provide her with her initial fanbase.