Ten days remained before the original plot of the book officially commenced.
Jiang Ling sighed, her hands continuing their movements with the broom, cleaning the young mistress’s room until not a speck of dust remained; the long, elegant maid’s skirt felt like a hindrance at times like this.
Jiang Ling had complained more than once, but she still couldn’t take off this maid uniform.
The reason was that the young mistress, Lu Yuyao, demanded it.
“You are not allowed to take it off, this lady simply likes seeing this outfit!”
What kind of ghost of a reason was that?
If you like maid outfits, you could try wearing one yourself.
Furthermore.
Standing before the young mistress’s dressing mirror, Jiang Ling’s exquisite features and figure were reflected; that eye-catching, shoulder-length blonde hair looked somewhat mismatched with the elegant maid uniform she wore.
She herself found it strange—what exactly was the author of this book thinking, creating such a blonde-haired maid?
Jiang Ling was not from this world.
She wasn’t even a woman.
Three days ago, late at night, Jiang Ling was playing a game with her roommates; ten seconds after the start, two roommates hurriedly abandoned the match and fled, leaving Jiang Ling to be sniped to death by nearby enemies.
Having just sold her last “Heart” to buy the “Young Master Set” for a final dance to slaughter the entire map, Jiang Ling’s eyes went dark, and then….
And then there was no “then.”
When she woke up again, the school was gone, the roommates were gone, the sour plum porridge was gone, and even her dignity was gone.
Jiang Ling spent an entire afternoon digesting the massive influx of information flooding her mind.
Her current name was Jiang Ling, a female supporting character in a Yuri novel titled “Childhood Friends are the Truth!”.
Transmigrating into a book was one thing—Jiang Ling had frequently dreamed of transmigrating into a book to become a soft, fragrant, beautiful girl and flirt with the protagonist.
But Jiang Ling’s image as a supporting character in this book didn’t seem very good.
She even had a slight faint scent of a villainess.
The book explicitly stated that she would use petty tricks to prevent the two female leads from being together after they reunited in high school; as a maid who only began accompanying the second female lead during the summer break, her motive was merely to replace the first female lead and live a life free of food and clothing worries.
After all, the family backgrounds of both female leads belonged to the “wealthy socialite” category.
Therefore, the final ending was naturally Jiang Ling being kicked aside like a dog on the street by the two female leads; the protagonists lived happily ever after, while she could only be driven out to become a stray dog.
If you don’t go looking for trouble, you won’t die.
Jiang Ling felt that if she didn’t interfere with Fang Chenxi and Lu Yuyao, she should be able to live quite well; at least after spending this summer together, Jiang Ling felt her relationship with Lu Yuyao was fairly decent.
Fang Chenxi was the female lead of the story and Lu Yuyao’s childhood friend; due to certain reasons, the two were separated until they reunited in high school.
Lu Yuyao was the young mistress of the Lu family whom she served.
That’s right.
Jiang Ling slapped her forehead, quickly left the young mistress’s room with the broom, and after putting it away, rushed to the kitchen.
Soup was still stewing in the kitchen; Jiang Ling skillfully turned off the fire, served the soup, and tasted it, nodding with satisfaction.
Mmm, as expected of a maid; Jiang Ling had inherited the original body’s maid attributes perfectly, being proficient in all kinds of housework.
Taking out a tattered phone from her pocket that looked ancient, Jiang Ling checked the time; it was already six o’clock, and Lu Yuyao would be back soon.
After ladling out the cooked beef soup, Jiang Ling simply prepared a few more dishes, all of which were Lu Yuyao’s favorites, and placed them on the dining table one by one before sitting on the sofa to wait for the lady of the house to return home.
According to the original plot, she had only come to the original body’s home this summer because her parents had passed away in succession due to a car accident and illness two years prior; at the start of summer break, Jiang Ling received a call—Lu Yuyao’s father had some friendship with the original body’s parents and couldn’t bear to see a student living such a difficult life, so he proposed she come to look after Lu Yuyao.
Otherwise, the moment Jiang Ling transmigrated, she would have faced the disastrous starting hand of being a penniless blonde girl just starting high school.
Lu Yuyao’s parents not only helped her solve the problem of food and housing but even settled her schooling; she had now transferred to the school Lu Yuyao was about to attend—Tianhua High School.
As a sophomore, Jiang Ling’s academic performance in her memories was quite good, ranking within the top twenty in the school; it could be said that as long as she studied seriously, getting into a good university would be no problem at all.
Fortunately, Jiang Ling’s own studies were originally quite good; although she had already been in college, she hadn’t forgotten everything yet, so the path of education was still viable.
However, even though Lu Yuyao’s parents temporarily solved her living problems, Jiang Ling still secretly thought of ways to earn money; things like being a “copycat author” were out, as Jiang Ling didn’t have the brain for it, and although her voice and appearance were outstanding, she didn’t have the psychological fortitude for the stage, so singing and dancing were also rejected.
But doing jobs like being a gaming companion—Jiang Ling felt that was no problem.
“Sister Xi, I’ll give this blue buff to you.”
“Mhm.”
When the employer got a triple kill and successfully pushed the opponent’s nexus, Jiang Ling would also appropriately provide emotional value; although she was quite bad at playing League of Legends and could only play Yuumi to hitch a ride on the employer, she knew how to sweet-talk—as a gaming companion, wasn’t it enough just to make the employer happy?
As long as she could earn money.
The “Sister Xi” Jiang Ling spoke of was already a regular customer on Jiang Ling’s path as a companion; they had been acquainted for about two months, and she would call her to play games almost every night, effectively “buying out” Jiang Ling and showering her with plenty of cash.
Likely just someone with more money than sense.
A girl couldn’t possibly be after anything from her, so Jiang Ling felt quite at ease taking this money.
“Sister Xi, I won’t play anymore, I have something to do in a bit.”
“Mhm.”
“Bye-bye.”
Checking the time, it wouldn’t be good to be caught by Lu Yuyao if she kept playing; after saying goodbye to the employer, Jiang Ling exited the game just as the front door was pushed open and Lu Yuyao returned.
A bright and lively figure seemed to be in a different layer of the world than Jiang Ling, flashing into the living room just like that.
“Where is Maid Xiao Ling! Hurry out to welcome this princess.”
“Present!”
This was also a quirky taste of this young mistress; she seemed to really enjoy the trope of being served by a maid, otherwise she wouldn’t have strictly required her to wear a maid uniform at home.
Jiang Ling twitched the corner of her mouth but still responded helplessly, coming to Lu Yuyao’s side to take her bag and help her remove and put away her sun-protection jacket.
“Miss, dinner is ready.”
Lu Yuyao changed into slippers and came to the dining table; the table full of food was fragrant and very enticing.
Lu Yuyao took a breath and picked up her chopsticks, about to start eating, but was stopped by Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling reminded her expressionlessly, “Miss, wash your hands before eating.”
Lu Yuyao pouted, “I know, I know, Maid Xiao Ling is so naggy.”
After washing her hands, Lu Yuyao sat down again, and Jiang Ling also sat down across from her.
“Miss, you have to eat your green vegetables too, okay?”
Lu Yuyao’s body stiffened as she was about to shove the vegetables under the rice to brush them off, then muttered gloomily, “I got it.”
“Mhm, that’s a good girl.”
Jiang Ling nodded with satisfaction.
“I don’t want to be called that by Maid Xiao Ling.”
Jiang Ling’s face darkened.
All day long it was “Maid Xiao Ling,” “Maid Xiao Ling.”
She was older than Lu Yuyao, and even…. Jiang Ling looked down; the scale of her chest was also quite substantial—no matter how you looked at it, she was the “older sister” type!
Being called that every day by a little brat, don’t I need to save some face?
Sigh, kids are really hard to raise.
After becoming a girl, Jiang Ling’s appetite had also shrunk significantly; she finished eating quickly and put down her utensils, waiting for Lu Yuyao to finish before clearing the table.
During this time, Lu Yuyao also came to the kitchen to help; Lu Yuyao had a good personality, and although Jiang Ling was a maid, Lu Yuyao didn’t work her to death and would help her with some tasks.
So, while nominally she was there to serve Lu Yuyao, Jiang Ling felt it was more like the two were roommates.
Night fell.
Lu Yuyao came out of the bathroom, steaming hot, wrapped in a bath towel that revealed half of her smooth, fair calves, looking and smelling very fragrant.
Lu Yuyao sat naturally on the sofa and looked up at Jiang Ling sitting nearby; Jiang Ling was already prepared, picking up the hair dryer to dry her mistress’s hair.
Slender fingers gently massaged through the hair, drying the moisture bit by bit; enjoying Jiang Ling’s head massage, Lu Yuyao half-squinted her eyes, her fair little legs shaking slightly, looking very cute, her clean little face inexplicably tinged with a blush.
The young mistress was, after all, just a high school freshman.
An inexplicable sense of doting rose in Jiang Ling’s heart, even though she was currently only one year older than Lu Yuyao.
It was Jiang Ling’s turn.
Standing in the mist-filled bathroom, her reflection in the mirror was unadorned; an exquisite face, a graceful figure, and long golden hair cascading down her neck, giving off a bit of a “young wife” vibe.
No matter how you looked at it, she didn’t seem like a high school student, right?
Jiang Ling sometimes wondered if she had transmigrated into a character from a spicy manga.
Otherwise, why would she look so alluring?