When the Slacking Host Meets the Mermaid Villain - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I knew Jiang Ye was the big villain of this world, and I was the wife his grandfather had found for him right before he died.

My mission upon transmigrating here was supposed to be to save him.

But I was a slacker.

Not only did I not save him, I even intensified my efforts to squander his money and occupy his bed.

The System looked at the darkening value, which hadn’t budged an inch, and fell into complete despair.

The last time it appeared, it coldly left behind a single sentence: “I’ll come to pick you up on the day the villain dies.”

That wait lasted for over half a year.

Today was an auspicious day. According to the old almanac, it clearly stated: Suitable for burial.

When Jiang Ye, his heart broken by the female lead Chen Mengran, climbed onto the rooftop terrace alone, I had already armed myself with all the jewelry from the safe and was eagerly awaiting the System’s arrival.

However, after the System appeared, its first words were: “Host, why are you wearing the villain’s tears?”

“What?” I looked down in shock at the priceless pearl necklace around my neck.

“Jiang Ye is of the Merfolk. These pearls are all his tears,” the System said gloomily.

Merfolk?

A merman who cries pearls?

My worldview collapsed instantly.

This wasn’t some big villain; this was clearly a mobile gold mine!

This string of pearls had originally been hidden in a secret compartment in the study. I thought it was a birthday gift prepared for Chen Mengran.

But even after her birthday party ended, the gift still hadn’t been sent out.

So, on a dark and windy night, I helped myself to it…

I remembered that when Jiang Ye found me wearing it, he asked with a complicated look in his eyes, “You like this?”

I rolled my eyes on the spot. “Duh, who would turn down money?”

I’d had it appraised; it was worth a hundred and twenty million!

Thinking back now, his expression at the time clearly said: So you like my tears?

“System! I think he can still be saved!” I suddenly ripped off the pearl necklace, fished that pregnancy test out of the trash can, and rushed toward the rooftop.

By then, Jiang Ye had already climbed over the railing, half his body suspended eighteen stories in the air.

“Wait!” I panted, holding up the pregnancy test. “Um, how many babies do you Merfolk have in one litter? Do they eat fish food or formula?”

His foot slipped, and he nearly fell from the eighteenth floor.

His hands gripped the railing tightly, his body dangling outside.

“What… did you say?”

“Don’t want to take responsibility?” I felt a bit disappointed. Was telling him making him die even faster?

“Fine, never mind. When it’s born, I’ll just throw it back into the sea…”

It was just an accident after he’d been drugged, anyway.

He probably didn’t even remember it.

Before I could finish, a dark shadow vaulted back over the railing and pinned me firmly against the wall.

“You wouldn’t dare!” A torrential storm surged in the depths of his eyes.

I quietly curled my lips into a smile and breathed a sigh of relief.

Excellent, the gold mine was saved.

After Jiang Ye returned from the rooftop, he wasn’t quite himself.

He settled me in the bedroom, then turned and ducked into the study, locking the door behind him.

I pressed myself against the door and heard a hurried conversation coming from inside:

“Calcium supplements during pregnancy… seaweed… Wait, Doctor, are you saying a human carrying a merman needs to soak in seawater every day?”

His voice suddenly rose. “But she’s pregnant right now!”

My stomach hurt from holding back my laughter.

Who would have thought that the sinister and ruthless villain was currently clutching a phone, consulting on obstetric knowledge with his voice trembling?

When the study door suddenly opened, I nearly tumbled into his arms.

Jiang Ye was quick to react, supporting my waist. The heat from his palm was searing through my clothes.

He looked down at me, his gaze falling on my flat lower abdomen, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You…”

“I’m hungry,” I interrupted him righteously. “I want to eat seafood porridge made by your own hands.”

The clattering of pots and pans soon drifted from the kitchen.

The butler stood at the door, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.