Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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1/9/20 Edit: Fixed some awkward phrases and added more spacing. Deleted TL note in-text. Changing name of novel from Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Self-destructive Fiance to Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance.

Last Edited 7/13/21.

Yan Qing Chi took a moment to quell the exasperation he felt1, then stood up to go home. He had just walked to the intersection when he suddenly remembered something.

If he remembered correctly, in the information that he had just received, the Scumbag had once said during an argument with the Original Owner: “Do you think I just had this one paramour? Do you think that I started cheating on you this year? You fool, I started three years ago. While you were crouching down by the wall and crying your grievances about Zhu Li intercepting your new movie, I was having a grand time with someone else. We listened to you crying, called you a fool, and thought that you were pitiful, hahahaha.”

Yan Qing Chi stopped in his tracks. So that was what the Scumbag’s words about ‘not being home today because [I’m] doing overtime, so go back to [your] parents’ house’ were about. Well, the Original Owner was a fool too, suddenly flying back and not running home to check; instead, he called the Scumbag first to give him a heads-up that he had returned. “However,” Yan Qing Chi mused, “you really can’t blame the Original Owner for that.” After all, the Original Owner was devoted to the Scumbag. For a couple who’s been separated for so long finally being able to reunite, it was normal to call first to appease the bitterness of yearning.

Yan Qing Chi shook his head. Alas, that was why something like feelings was the easiest way to trick one’s eyes.

But no matter.

Since the Original Owner was no longer here and he was the one using this identity and body, then he naturally wouldn’t let the Scumbag be so carefree. You’re the one who cheated, and you dare to hit people? And you beat them to death! Yan Qing Chi rotated his wrist. It’s been quite a while since he’s beaten someone up.

Yan Qing Chi called for a taxi and headed straight for his own house. Speaking of his house, the Original Owner had bought this house himself. Only, the Original Owner’s main focus was his acting career——even though this career didn’t go very smoothly. He was still a eighteenth-tier star, but even eighteenth-tier among celebrities traveled more frequently than the average 9-to-5 worker. Hence, most of the time it was the Scumbag who lived here.

Probably since he had lived here for a long time now, the Scumbag himself also forgot whose house this was. He drove the Original Owner out of the house every time they fought, and the Original Owner—this ‘blind’, weak Original Owner—would obediently leave. He would get out and then cry ‘wahwahwah’ as he begged for the Scumbag to forgive him.

Yan Qing Chi pressed his temples. He deeply felt that if he knew the Original Owner, he would probably hit him at least three times each day. First, he would cure the faults on his body, then cure his eyes. Then he would tie him up and send him in front of the Gong, telling him to cherish his life and not to provoke the Gong.

The taxi stopped at the community gate. Yan Qing Chi paid the fare and walked into the community.

He quietly opened the door, entering with light footsteps and heard moans from the spacious living room.

Yan Qing Chi couldn’t resist commentating in his heart, “Looks like they’re really enjoying themselves.”

He looked at the layout of the house, carefully making his way over to the room where the noises were coming from. Most likely since they knew the Original Owner wouldn’t come back, these doggone men doing the deed in broad daylight knew no shame—they didn’t even close the door.

Yan Qing Chi watched the two figures who were currently passionately “street racing” in the bedroom2. These two were seriously too focused on the task at hand—one was immersed in “driving” while the other was busy crying out ‘mm, mm, ah, ah’ and ‘good brother’, experiencing the thrill of “street racing”.

Yan Qing Chi even took the time to observe the person in the “passenger seat”. He wasn’t as good-looking as the Original Owner, only appearing to be a little younger than the Original Owner. He was also more petite and softer. At this moment, his eyes were closed in pleasure, gasping delicately.

He saw that the two were driving fast, all the way to the edge of the city. He took his phone out subtly and carefully recorded a short video. Then he stealthily retreated.

Yan Qing Chi remembered that a while ago, the toilet had broken. It was hard to flush. Before he left, “he” had told the Scumbag to get that fixed. But based on that Scumbag’s personality which had been spoiled by the Original Owner, he probably didn’t even bother. As expected, he opened the bathroom door to see a bucket of water by the toilet.

Yan Qing Chi whipped out his phone and called the Scumbag.

“Hello?” It took a while for that side to pick up.

Yan Qing Chi asked, “Honey, where are you? Still doing overtime?”

“Yeah, recently it’s been quite busy at the company.”

“Then how about I go see you?” He deliberately copied the tone that the Original Owner spoke in, delicate and weak.

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The Scumbag immediately refused, “No need, babe. It’s been hard on you sitting on such a long flight. Go back to your parents’ house first. I’ll call you back when I get off work.”

“Okay then, Honey. Remember to take care of your body.”

“You too, babe.”

Yan Qing Chi shook off the goosebumps that he got and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Picking up that bucket of water beside the toilet, he made his way towards the bedroom.

This bucket was a little big. Thus, he wasn’t as quiet when he walked over. However, the two who were busy “driving” clearly didn’t notice. Yan Qing Chi approached just to hear the paramour tease the Scumbag, “What ‘overtime’ are you doing? Overtime on top of someone else’s body?”

“That’s right, I’m exclusively doing overtime on you, can’t I?”

The paramour giggled, “How can you be so bad? Your beloved would be so angry if he knew that you enjoyed yourself with someone else in the bedroom (that the two of you sleep in), and that when he called, his ‘husband’ had been busy sowing his seed in someone else.”

“That moron won’t notice. What, are you jealous, babe?”

“Who’s jealous, you scoundrel.” The paramour smacked him as he said so.

Yan Qing Chi was literally so disgusted by this doggone pair of men that he was about to vomit. He walked into the bedroom, raised the bucket, and “splash”—he poured the water directly on the two.

Li Xin Ran had just been busy “driving the car” when cold water was suddenly dumped on him. Instantly, he cursed, “Who the f**…..”

And then he didn’t get to finish his sentence, because Yan Qing Chi directly tipped the bucket forward, pouring the rest of the water.

He poured it right in Li Xin Ran’s face and into his open mouth.

Yan Qing Ran beamed as he looked at him, his eyebrows vivid and his expression bright, “Hi honey, I was still concerned about you. So I came back home to see you, are you surprised or not? Taken off guard or not? Happy or not?3”

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Footnotes

Originally I translated it as “took a moment to calm down from his helpless mood”. (raw: 燕清池平复了一会儿自己无奈的心情，这才站起身，准备回家。) However, now that I’m coming back to edit/polish old chaps, I’m choosing to use more impactful and effective words to convey the feeling I’m interpreting from what I read.Euphemism for having sexual intercourse. ‘street racing’ in this context = doing the deed or having sexual intercourse. This term is used again in later chapters because censoring.惊不惊喜，意不意外，开不开心