From cannon fodder villain to beloved heroine

Yan Rugo stood by the window, her gaze fixed firmly on the distance.

A determined light shone in her eyes, as if she could already see hope for the future.

The male lead, Xu, stood behind her and gently patted her shoulder, giving her tremendous support.

"We can't just sit here and wait to die; we must take the initiative." Yan Rugo's voice was full of energy as she turned to face Xu, her face radiating determination.

Xu nodded and said softly, "I'll go find out what Young Master Zheng's next move is."

Inside the room, the two quickly began their operation.

Yan Rugo tidied up the letters scattered on the table, her fingers flying across the pages, searching for any potentially useful clues.

The male protagonist then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, quickly wrote down a series of instructions, and prepared to send people to deliver the letter to various places in the city.

Their figures bustled about the room, the air thick with a tense yet hopeful atmosphere.

Outside the door, the lady's noisy voices drifted in from time to time, but these voices seemed to only strengthen their resolve.

“Young Master Zheng’s methods are even more ruthless this time, we must be careful,” Yan Rugo said in a low voice, her fingers tightly gripping a secret letter, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

"Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you get hurt." The male lead, Xu, firmly grasped her hand.

Just then, Zhao Mama's angry voice came from outside the door: "Madam, Madam, it's terrible! Rumors are spreading all over the city that Miss Yan stole a nobleman's treasure. This is outrageous!"

Yan Rugo's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface.

She took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked towards the door.

The male protagonist followed closely behind, and the two worked together to prepare for this new round of challenges.

On the streets and alleys, Zheng Gongzi's men were spreading rumors with smug expressions.

They muttered to themselves, a malicious smile playing on their lips, as if they were enjoying the thrill of this prank.

"Yan Rugo, she actually dared to steal a noble's treasure, it's unforgivable!" a commoner shouted, drawing a murmur of discussion from those around him.

Yan Rugo stood in front of Granny Zhao and sincerely explained, "Granny Zhao, this is all a misunderstanding. I have never stolen any noble treasures. You can send someone to investigate, and you will surely find out the truth."

Zhao Mama's face was full of suspicion and distrust. She said coldly, "Miss Yan, who can believe what you say? Madam has already ordered an investigation. If it is found that you are indeed guilty, the consequences will be unimaginable."

People around her were pointing and whispering, and Yan Rugo felt a suffocating atmosphere.

But her eyes still shone with determination. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Granny Zhao, I will prove my innocence. Please give me some time."

The male protagonist stood beside her and firmly held her hand.

Their eyes met, as if conveying endless faith and strength to each other.

"Yan Rugo, let's go," Xu said softly, his voice filled with determination and tenderness.

Yan Rugo smiled slightly, turned around and left the room, her heart filled with determination.

Her steps were firm and powerful, as if each step was firmly planted on solid ground.

"We will find evidence to prove that this is all a conspiracy." Xu's voice rang in her ears, as if it were the most solid support in her heart.

Yan Rugo chuckled softly, a confident smile curving her lips. She slowly took out a neatly folded piece of silk from her sleeve, unfolded it, and found the day's itinerary meticulously recorded, with the time accurate to the quarter of an hour.

Her clear voice rang out from the crowd, "Please look, everyone, this is my itinerary for that day, it's all documented. How could I possibly be in two places at once to steal a nobleman's treasure?"

Granny Zhao's eyes widened, her wrinkled face filled with shock. She snatched the silk cloth and examined it closely, muttering to herself, "This... how is this possible?!" The distrust and doubt in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by regret and guilt.

She looked up at the composed woman before her, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

The surrounding people whispered among themselves, their eyes shifting from initial skepticism and disdain to shock and admiration.

Someone exclaimed, "This Miss Yan is truly amazing! She has such a detailed itinerary record. Young Master Zheng is going to have his own problems arising from this!"

Xu, the male protagonist, stood beside Yan Rugo, his eyes filled with deep affection and pride. He looked at the radiant woman before him, his heart surging with love.

He gently held Yan Rugo's hand and said firmly, "I believe in you, Rugo, you will always be the best."

Yan Rugo turned her head to look at Xu, her eyes glistening with tears, her heart filled with gratitude.

His support was like a beacon in the darkness, giving her boundless strength.

Those around them watched the two gazing lovingly at each other, their eyes filled with envy.

They all exclaimed that the two were a match made in heaven, a perfect couple, both talented and beautiful.

Yan Rugo smiled gently, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Madam Lan's gloomy face and tightly pursed lips.

"Ru Ge, what should we do next?" Xu asked softly.

Yan Rugo did not answer immediately, but raised her eyebrows and gave a meaningful smile.

Just then, Madam Lan slowly walked out, a barely perceptible sneer on her face.

Madam Lan smiled contemptuously, her eyes sweeping over Yan Rugo like knives. "Miss Yan, you've gone to such lengths to get close to Young Master Xu, have you forgotten your place? You're just a lowly concubine's daughter, yet you dare to dream of climbing the social ladder. You have no shame!"

Yan Rugo felt a surge of powerlessness wash over her.

She rubbed her temples; even her exquisite makeup couldn't hide the weariness in her eyes.

The whispers around her buzzed like mosquitoes, each word pricking her eardrums like a needle.

She looked around and saw that the faces that had once been friendly to her now held scrutiny and suspicion, as if she were some kind of monster.

She felt more isolated and helpless than ever before, like a small boat adrift in a storm.

However, this time Yan Rugo did not rush to defend herself as she had in the past.

She took a deep breath, staring intently at Madam Lan, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Madam Lan is right, but I wonder how the methods she used to gain the master's favor compare to mine?"

Madam Lan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the smugness and contempt in her eyes were replaced by panic.

She opened her mouth, but it was as if someone had grabbed her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

The whispers around them turned into laughter, and some even made no attempt to hide their sarcasm, saying, "Madam Lan, what goes around comes around! No one escapes the wrath of Heaven!"

Madam Lan was filled with shame and indignation. She glared fiercely at Yan Rugo, then turned and stormed off.

Yan Rugo thought the farce was over and she could finally catch her breath.

However, a maid rushed over in a panic and whispered a few words in her ear.

Yan Rugo's expression instantly turned serious, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

"Madam...is she going to punish me publicly in the hall?" Yan Rugo murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly.

The male lead gripped her hand tightly, his eyes filled with worry, "Ru Ge..."