From cannon fodder villain to beloved heroine

Yan Rugo stroked the paper in her hand; the thin paper seemed to carry a chilling coldness to her fingertips.

The delicate handwriting read, "Yan Rugo, don't be too smug. Your good days won't last long." The words were filled with sinister malice, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, sending a chill down her spine.

The surroundings remained noisy, with guests clinking glasses and chatting happily, completely unaware of the turmoil in her heart.

This sudden threat was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples and disturbing her peace of mind.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Rugo clenched the note tightly in her hand, trying her best to maintain a calm expression.

She's not easily scared!

Want to fuck her?

They don't even consider their own capabilities.

She glanced around discreetly, trying to find the person who had passed her the note, but the crowd was too dense to look for.

She told herself that she would deal with whatever came her way.

Rather than waiting passively, it is better to take the initiative.

Her past life's workplace experience taught her that the golden time for crisis public relations is the first 24 hours after an incident. Although the current situation is different from a workplace crisis, she still has no time to hesitate.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative.

She decided to stabilize the situation first, and then investigate secretly.

When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. Who's afraid of who!

She quietly slipped the note into her sleeve, a confident smile returning to her face, even more mysterious than before.

She walked straight toward Miss Su, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"Miss Su, today's poetry gathering was truly wonderful and eye-opening."

Miss Su was chatting and laughing with her girlfriends when Yan Rugo approached her. She responded with a forced smile, "Miss Yan, you flatter me."

Ignoring the coldness in Miss Su's tone, Yan Rugo moved even closer to her and said in a low voice, "Miss Su, I've suddenly thought of an even more interesting way to play. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

Miss Su looked at Yan Rugo warily, wondering what she was up to.

People around them noticed their interaction and cast curious glances their way.

"Oh? What kind of game is it?" Miss Su asked, her tone tinged with a hint of probing.

Yan Rugo smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Miss Su's ear, and whispered a few words: "Do you... dare to?"

When Miss Su saw Yan Rugo acting mysterious, her competitive spirit was immediately ignited.

She couldn't stand it when others kept her in suspense, especially when it was Yan Rugo, whom she disliked.

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She made up her mind to make Yan Rugo look bad in front of everyone.

She cleared her throat and raised her voice, saying, "Since Miss Yan has made this suggestion, how about we play a poetry relay game? However, this time it's not an ordinary relay game, but rather an impromptu acrostic poem. As for the theme..." She looked around, her gaze landing on a pot of blooming peonies not far away, "How about we use 'Peony in Full Bloom' as the theme?"

Miss Su raised her eyebrows triumphantly, thinking to herself, "This acrostic poem isn't something just anyone can write easily. Let's see how Yan Rugo handles this!"

She believed that Yan Rugo would definitely make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

Yan Rugo's lips curled slightly; she had anticipated Miss Su's difficult behavior.

She calmly surveyed her surroundings, her gaze sweeping over the artificial hill, the pond in the courtyard, and the guests.

She smiled calmly and spoke slowly, her voice clear and melodious, carrying an undeniable confidence: "Since Miss Su is in such a refined mood, then I shall humbly accept your invitation."

Her gaze settled on Miss Su again. She strolled to the center of the courtyard, looked around, cleared her throat, and slowly recited:

"The peony's blooming color is unparalleled."

**A heart of unwavering loyalty, a spirit of unyielding integrity.**

The magnificent scenery of this prosperous era is intoxicating.

Everywhere you look, you see deep-seated spirit.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent, as if time had stood still.

Everyone present was stunned. They never expected that Yan Rugo could not only compose a poem instantly, but also write one so aptly and vividly.

The phrase "a loyal heart and a pure soul defying frost" evokes a sense of indomitable spirit in everyone.

Even Miss Su, who prides herself on being a talented woman, turned pale at this moment, as if she had been slapped hard in the face, and was speechless for a long time.

When Master Bai heard Yan Rugo's acrostic poem, his beard stood on end with excitement.

He clapped his hands repeatedly and exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Truly a masterpiece, every word a gem! I have truly broadened my horizons today!" He stood up excitedly, walked to Yan Rugo, and his admiration was evident in his words: "Miss Yan, your poems are truly amazing. Whether it was the previous 'Bright Moon Shining Among the Pines' or today's 'Peony in Full Bloom,' they are all unique. It is clear that you are exceptionally talented and have a limitless future!"

People around her whispered and discussed among themselves. Those who had previously been hostile towards Yan Rugo now showed expressions of jealousy and helplessness.

They never expected that this "villain" they had previously looked down upon would be so talented, making them feel utterly ashamed.

Yan Rugo looked at Miss Su's pale face and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She gently stroked the folding fan in her hand, her eyes full of meaning, "Miss Su, what do you think of my poem?"

Without waiting for Miss Su's reply, she turned and walked towards Madam Qin, leaving everyone looking at each other, wondering what she was up to.

As Xu watched Yan Rugo shine in the crowd, seemingly surrounded by her own halo, his heart surged with love, flowing like the Yellow River.

He quietly walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "Ge'er, you are truly my treasure girl. Today is another day I'm amazed by you!"

Yan Rugo blushed slightly at his sudden sweet talk, and glared at him coquettishly. This damned man, he's flirting with her again!

The ladies around them cast envious glances; they were definitely going to get a taste of this PDA!

While everyone was still savoring her "peony in full bloom," Yan Rugo took the small gift she had prepared beforehand, walked up to Madam Qin, and smiled sweetly: "Madam Qin, this is just a small token of my appreciation." The gift was a hand-embroidered "Hundred Flowers in Full Bloom," with fine and lifelike stitches, clearly showing that it had been carefully crafted.

Madam Qin accepted the gift with a beaming smile. It was exactly what she wanted; she loved these exquisite little trinkets the most.

"Ru Ge is so thoughtful! Her embroidery skills are no less than those of the embroiderers in the palace!" The people around them, watching the two interact intimately, were once again amazed by Yan Ru Ge's social skills. This girl is really something!

However, just when Yan Rugo thought everything was under control, she suddenly heard someone whispering next to her: "Have you heard? It seems that this year's poetry gathering is going to add a special competition segment."

"What part? I haven't heard of it."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. I heard it from my dad. It's something like a talent competition. I heard the questions are really difficult. I wonder who will win."

Yan Rugo's heart skipped a beat. A talent competition?

What the hell?

This isn't something she's good at...

She frowned slightly and gripped the folding fan in her hand tighter. "It seems this poetry gathering is going to be quite interesting..."