After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 46: As Expected, Beautiful Women Are the Most Dangerous

The moment she said those words, the audience was once again blown away by the increasingly absurd turn of events.

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【Didn’t she just call him her boyfriend a few days ago? Why is she suddenly plotting his murder now?】

【So Bo Jingmo isn’t dead? He’s still alive?】

【Wait, what is Qing Li up to? Damn, an NPC with this many secrets? Woman, you have my attention.】

【So she really was faking it all along? That forum was real?】

【Why does she want to kill Bo Jingmo? Is he trying to kill her too?】

【And why ask Wu Bianming for help? He’s a ghost too, and he’s clearly on Bo Jingmo’s side.】

Wu Bianming had the same questions.

“Why me?” He narrowed his eyes at Yu Li.

“Why?”

Yu Li repeated the word slowly, then arched an eyebrow and smiled. “Mr. Wu, don’t tell me you don’t know Bo Jingmo wants me dead? Isn’t it only fair for me to want to kill him too?”

And what does that have to do with him?

Wu Bianming’s lips twitched. He adjusted his glasses and spoke in an ambiguous tone. “Heh. But didn’t you take his photo with you? And yet, he’s still alive?”

At his words, Yu Li sighed regretfully and shook her head. “What can I do? I can’t beat him alone. At best, it’s a fifty-fifty fight. You should know whether he’s dead or not, right? He probably made it back by now.”

As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something. Looking at Wu Bianming, she grinned. “Which is exactly why I came to you for help.”

Wu Bianming’s face darkened.

Help? Was this how she asked for help? By strangling a ghost first?

When Yu Li took a step forward, he instinctively took a step back. Realizing what he’d done, his face turned even gloomier.

He was actually afraid of a little girl?

Before he could react, Yu Li suddenly stretched out her hand.

Between her slender, pale fingers was a familiar photograph.

The moment he saw the person in the picture, Wu Bianming froze.

Bo Jingmo?

He glanced at Yu Li suspiciously. “What’s this supposed to mean?”

Yu Li playfully waved the photo in front of him, her fox-like eyes curving. “Isn’t it obvious? This is my show of sincerity.”

Wu Bianming hesitated for just a moment, and in that time, Yu Li had already shoved the photo into his hand—without a shred of hesitation.

He lowered his gaze to the photo, his emotions unreadable. After a moment, he let out a cold laugh. “Qing Li, I haven’t agreed to anything yet. Bo Jingmo is my student. Why would I help you kill him?”

Student?

Qing Li chuckled at the word. She touched her chin, her expression amused. “Mr. Wu, isn’t it difficult to manage a student who won’t listen to you? He doesn’t even let you keep his photo.”

Wu Bianming was a textbook example of someone with an extreme need for control. He couldn’t stand anyone escaping from his grasp. He even had a compulsive need to commit murders precisely at midnight.

Yu Li had never interacted with him before, but she’d seen plenty of personalities like his in the psychiatric hospital.

As if oblivious to how his face had suddenly stiffened, she strolled lazily to the side, speaking in a casual tone.

“With Bo Jingmo’s level of strength, isn’t he a ticking time bomb for you? At any moment, he could overthrow your authority. Who’s to say the other ghosts under your control won’t follow him?”

“Hah! They wouldn’t dare.” Wu Bianming let out a cold laugh, tightening his grip on the photo.

If any of those students dared to defy him, they’d suffer the consequences.

Yu Li stopped walking. Under the dim night sky, her delicate and striking features were slightly blurred, but her fox-like eyes gleamed with an eerie, fractured light.

She said lightly, “Oh? And what if Bo Jingmo comes after you?”

Bo Jingmo?

Wu Bianming’s movements stalled.

“He’s been waiting for a chance to kill me. I didn’t let him succeed, and I even managed to injure him. Isn’t this the perfect opportunity for you to strike?”

Her voice was soft and smooth, unhurried, like a gentle lull. It was the kind of voice that made people unconsciously sink into her rhythm.

Wu Bianming’s gaze flickered.

For a moment, he wavered.

But he still spoke in a steady tone, “So what? Bo Jingmo has never gone against me.”

Yu Li burst into laughter, her tone laced with mockery. “Isn’t that just because I’m still alive? Who knows—maybe the moment I die, he’ll start feeling bored. Maybe he’ll decide staying by your side is meaningless.”

She moved closer to Wu Bianming. “So working with me is a win-win, don’t you think?”

【Damn, even I’m almost convinced.】

【She’s playing with fire—Wu Bianming is tempted. You can see it in his face.】

【She really understands Wu Bianming. No wonder she used to be his student.】

【I thought Wu Bianming was the final boss, but it looks like there’s someone even worse.】

【This plot twist is amazing. I love it.】

Wu Bianming didn’t say anything.

Instead, he silently put the photo away.

Yu Li smiled knowingly.

“Pleasure doing business, Mr. Wu.”

Wu Bianming gritted his teeth and didn’t respond.

He just wanted this woman gone. If she stayed even a second longer, he wouldn’t be able to resist killing her.

“Oh, right.”

Just as she was about to head downstairs, Yu Li suddenly stopped. She turned around lazily.

“The people I brought with me today—if you have time, can you kill them for me?”

Wu Bianming sneered. “What? Aren’t they your friends? Weren’t you helping them—”

“Friends?”

As if she’d just heard the funniest joke, Yu Li let out a light laugh.

Her lips curled into a mocking, ice-cold smirk.

“They know my secret. They’re not my friends.”

“I just brought them along since it was convenient to get rid of them.”

This damn rich girl is still the same.

A trace of disgust flashed through Wu Bianming’s eyes.

He clenched his fists.

Once Bo Jingmo was dead, he would make sure to kill her next.

【Damn, she’s ruthless. I actually thought she was going to help Jiang Xi.】

【As expected, beautiful women are the most dangerous~】

【The way she grabbed a ghost with her bare hands… it reminds me of someone. I suddenly can’t bring myself to hate her.】

【Stay rational, besties! Don’t get caught up in that whole “replacement” trope. White Moonlight can never be replaced, sob sob.】

Time quietly crept toward 11:30 PM.

Inside one of the offices in the teaching building—

Jiang Xi and Hou Liang searched through the drawers under the dim beams of their flashlights.

These desks hadn’t been used in years. A thick layer of dust coated the surfaces, and they were scattered haphazardly throughout the room.

Papers were strewn all over the floor, covered in various footprints.

Clearly, someone had been here before them.

But after searching for so long, they hadn’t found any useful information.

Jiang Xi let out a sigh.

“Is there really anything here?”

As Jiang Xi flipped through the drawers, a layer of dust was stirred into the air. She sneezed, quickly raising a hand to cover her nose.

She was just about to suggest to Hou Liang that they step outside for a bit when, all of a sudden, a loud bang echoed through the building—someone had slammed a door shut with force.

The sound was so loud that the entire structure seemed to tremble.

Their movements halted instantly.

Turning their heads, they locked eyes.

Years of teamwork had given them an unspoken understanding—they both knew what the other was thinking.

Without hesitation, the two of them bolted out of the office and sprinted toward the source of the noise.

It wasn’t far from where they were.

When they arrived, they saw the sign above the door: Teachers’ Office.

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The door stood wide open.

Inside, the room was pitch-dark. The beam of their flashlights revealed several office desks.

Unlike the chaotic state of the previous office they had searched, this one, though covered in dust, was eerily untouched—as if no one had ever set foot inside.

Jiang Xi’s gaze dropped to the ground.

There, lying discarded near the entrance, was a broken lock—one that had been forcibly snapped open.

It was the common padlock type, the kind that usually required a key to unlock.

But this one had been twisted apart by brute force.

The broken edges of the metal were fresh and clean, a clear sign that it had been tampered with just moments ago.

Who?

Who had deliberately broken the lock?

And who had the kind of strength to do this?

Had all that noise been made just to lure them here?

The more she thought about it, the eerier it became.

Jiang Xi’s expression tensed, and she opened her mouth to speak—

But before she could, Hou Liang suddenly furrowed his brows and said, “Xi Xi, have you noticed...?”

“This is the same floor Qing Li brought us to earlier.”

Unbeknownst to them, just a short distance away, a shadowy figure stood at the bend of the hallway, silently watching their every move.

The boy’s pitch-black pupils reflected their silhouettes.

His cold, detached gaze held no trace of emotion.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from behind him.

"Bo Jingmo… Mr. Wu is looking for you."