After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 10: Is the Young Master Angry?

Jodie’s instincts weren’t wrong.

After hearing what the other party said, Yu Li was indeed angry.

But strangely, it wasn’t her own emotion.

She didn’t even know the storyline, let alone what Jodie was asking about—so why should she be angry?

Yu Li frowned slightly, feeling dissatisfied with the sudden surge of emotion. It was as if someone had taken over her body and was using it to express their anger.

The black mist seemed to sense her mood as well. Mistaking the girl across from her as the source of her displeasure, it started drifting over, ready to retaliate on her behalf.

Luckily, Yu Li was quick enough to grab it back.

Suppressing that unfamiliar feeling, she picked up a glass of juice, put on a gentle smile, and walked over to Jodie, handing it to her. "What you just asked… I’m not too sure either. To be honest, I rarely go out."

Noticing Jodie’s unease, Yu Li tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and lowered her voice soothingly. "You mentioned finding something strange. If you’re scared, my door is always open for you."

Hearing that familiar gentle tone and comforting words, Jodie’s fear gradually faded.

She nodded, just about to speak when a chillingly familiar female voice came from behind her—

"Jodie, what are you two talking about?"

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That icy voice made Jodie’s face go pale instantly. She turned her head, only to see Joeci standing at the doorway.

But the way Joeci was looking at her… it was terrifying. Like she was staring at her worst enemy.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the floor, yet Joeci stood just inside the doorway, her entire face shrouded in darkness. The contrast made her appear even more eerie and sinister.

Her eyes glowed faintly red in the shadows, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, fixated on them with a chilling stare.

Jodie’s face turned even paler. Instinctively, she took a few steps toward Yu Li, lowering her head, not daring to meet Joeci’s gaze.

Yu Li, on the other hand, remained as composed as ever. She even picked up another glass of juice from the table and walked over to Joeci with a warm smile.

"Thirsty, Joeci? My bad—I got so caught up talking that I forgot to serve you some juice."

The closer she got, the darker Joeci’s gaze became. The hatred in her eyes intensified, and the hand at her side began to contort unnaturally.

A sickening crack echoed in the room—her wrist had twisted 180 degrees.

The overwhelming urge to kill surged inside Joeci. Every time she saw this damn woman, she wanted her dead.

Her voice, her smile—everything about her was unbearable.

And now, this foreign woman, who should have been dead long ago, dared to approach her so casually?

Maybe she should just kill her right now and avenge the Young Master…

As the thought formed, her hand trembled in excitement. In just a few short seconds, Joeci had already devised the perfect way to kill her.

She’d hang her head from a tree, sink her body into the lake, and trap her soul here forever—never to be reborn.

Just like she had done to them.

From the shadows, Joeci’s green pupils turned pitch-black in an instant. Blood began to seep from her eyes.

Then, she grinned—a wide, grotesque grin.

And what sent chills down the spine was that inside her mouth, she only had half a tongue.

The bloody, rotting stump writhed unnaturally inside her mouth, making for a truly revolting sight.

If a normal person saw this, they’d probably be scared out of their wits.

Yu Li, however, was standing just a step away, seeing everything with perfect clarity.

It was obvious—Joeci was doing this on purpose to scare her.

Should she pretend to be frightened?

To be honest, more than fear…

She just found it disgusting.

Yu Li furrowed her brows slightly, then suddenly took a step forward, pulling out a handkerchief.

Without hesitation, she gently wiped the blood off Joeci’s face.

Her touch was soft, her gaze calm—almost as if she were simply wiping away ordinary tears.

Then, after she was done, she even reached up to close Joeci’s gaping mouth, blocking the sight of that repulsive, bloody mess.

This unexpected action left the entire livestream audience dumbfounded.

【Wait, what? Did she just wipe a ghost’s tears??】

【Can she not see the blood? Or… does she just see it as normal tears?】

【I suddenly want to be Joeci… So jealous (Ｔ▽Ｔ)】

【Joeci’s been wanting to kill her, and she just walks up to her like that? Is she not afraid of being murdered on the spot?】

【I’m sweating for her. She’s the one who killed Bo Jingmo—knowing his personality, she’d be the first person he’d kill.】

【Nooo, I want to see more of this gorgeous lady!】

【Am I the only one who finds it weird? This foreign woman killed someone and still dares to live right next to the victim? What kind of nerve does that take? If you ask me, she’s a total psycho.】

【Oh sh*t, a hot psycho! Mom, I love her!】

【Is it just me, or does the pairing of the elegant ghost prince and the psycho beauty next door sound… kind of amazing?!】

【Calm down, upstairs. You really think that’s possible? In Bo Jingmo’s eyes, everyone is either alive or dead—no exceptions. And this woman? She’s his mortal enemy.】

【Anyone shipping them, take a seat. You’ll never get to eat at this table.】

As always, the chat was on point.

The system silently recorded all these comments, planning to show them to Yu Li after the main characters had left.

After all, it couldn’t show itself while the cameras were rolling.

While the audience was spamming the chat, Yu Li had already finished tidying up Joeci’s face. A satisfied smile curled at her lips.

That’s better.

If this thing had dirtied her floor, she really didn’t want to be the one to clean it up.

Meeting Joeci’s furious, disbelieving gaze, Yu Li narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured just loud enough for the two of them to hear:

"If you dirty my house, I won’t be polite."

Yu Li hated chores—especially cleaning an entire villa. Even though this wasn’t her house, she had always had a habit of cherishing fine things.

Joeci’s hands trembled.

This time, out of sheer rage.

His ghastly pale face even seemed to flush slightly, as if he were actually regaining some human color. He gritted his teeth so hard his back molars nearly shattered, his restored pupils burning with fury as he glared at Yu Li.

He had never imagined she’d be this audacious.

Did she really think he wouldn’t dare to act?

But what sent an even bigger shock through him was the familiar presence he suddenly sensed from her.

How could this be possible!?

As he reeled in disbelief, a suffocating sense of danger suddenly descended.

His body went rigid.

The murderous expression on his face froze, shifting into one of pure fear and disbelief.

Then—he took a step back.

This familiar pressure…

The Young Master was angry?

But why? Why was the Young Master angry?

After a brief moment of shock, realization dawned on him.

His fear turned into exhilaration, then deep regret.

Of course! He had forgotten—

The Young Master wanted to make this foreign woman suffer before killing her.

How could he have almost ruined his master’s grand plan?

Joeci cursed himself for being dead too long—he was getting careless.

He shot Yu Li a chilling smirk, his gaze brimming with malice. In a low, menacing voice, he whispered:

"Your death is near."

And without waiting for a response, he turned and left.

He needed to return quickly and discuss with the Young Master how best to deal with this wretched woman.

He couldn’t stand seeing her alive any longer.