Quick Transmigration: Strategy of Playing the Victim - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I went on lifting my other foot.

My entire posture screamed, I’m in so much pain and I’m trying to endure it, but I can’t, so now I can only expose my own pathetic state.

Gu Nianbei finally remembered that I was “deaf.” With a push of his wheelchair, he blocked my way.

“Your leg…”

Remembering that I couldn’t hear, he irritably snatched up the notebook and wrote, “What’s wrong with your leg?”

Then he asked, “Do you know sign language?”

Tears welled in my eyes as I began signing, “My leg is injured. Just now, the hot water…”

I carefully glanced at the scalded red patch on the back of Gu Nianbei’s hand and stopped signing.

Gu Nianbei thought of that cup of tea just now, and his face turned darker than storm clouds on an overcast day.

He pointed at the sofa to the side and signed, “Sit.”

Then he wheeled himself over to the phone by the bed and dialed a number. “Send a doctor up.”

“Tsk, tsk. He’s already in this state, but he can still feel guilty. No wonder readers called him the Male Bodhisattva in the early stages. No wonder his brother managed to trick him so badly.”

I watched Gu Nianbei move around. My face was still pitiful, but inwardly, I was sighing to the System.

The System said, “That’s because he hasn’t completely turned dark yet. In the future, he’ll be Satan…”

Future Satan finished giving instructions over the phone, then wheeled himself back in front of me.

He pressed his lips together without speaking, only frowning as his deep gaze scrutinized me. He was probably thinking about how to deal with me.

I struck first and immediately explained, “I risked my life to escape and fainted at the villa entrance. The butler saved me.”

“He told me to come upstairs and serve you. He said that as long as I served you well, I could stay here.”

Every servant who had taken care of Gu Nianbei had been driven away by him within two days, so it wasn’t strange that the butler would pick someone up from the front gate.

“Please, can you not drive me away? I don’t want to be caught and taken back again…”

I deliberately left the sentence half-finished. Sure enough, it hooked Gu Nianbei into asking, “Where did you escape from?”

“I don’t know either. It was the Red House. A lot of women were locked up inside. Men came every day to drag people away.”

“Some of the women who were dragged away never came back. The ones who did return were often disheveled…”

Gu Nianbei’s expression changed sharply. I knew he had successfully misunderstood.

“Because I can’t hear and don’t know how to call for help, they didn’t watch me too closely.”

I looked timidly at Gu Nianbei. After a long while, I finally saw him ask, “Your injuries…”

“Before I was sent to the Red House, my adoptive father was abusive…”

Before Gu Nianbei could say anything, the System couldn’t help speaking up. “Host, isn’t this backstory a little too tragic?”

“I don’t care. Stack every buff possible.”

This was nothing.

All I’d lost were a few Points Card items used to patch up the plot background. What Gu Nianbei had lost was more than just a pair of legs!

I could make this even more tragic!