Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

These past few days, Shen Ying has been sneaking out whenever Zhang Wei isn't looking. She's going to find that familiar embroiderer to learn how to make clothes; she wants to surprise Zhang Wei with that.

She kept busy in her limited time each day. She carefully recalled Zhang Wei's usual style of dress, and then began to make a robe stitch by stitch. The style of the robe was her own design, simple yet elegant, carrying her deep love for Zhang Wei.

Finally, she finished it on the last day of the game. However, she was still a novice, and her skills were quite clumsy. When the robe was finally completed, many flaws were still visible.

The stitches were crooked and uneven, like the erratic steps of a drunkard. In some places, the threads were pulled too tight, and the fabric was wrinkled. Compared to the exquisite garments made by the embroiderer, it was far inferior.

But she had put a lot of effort into this robe. Holding it, her eyes were full of anticipation and a little apprehensive, wondering how Zhang Wei would react when he saw it.

Shen Ying excitedly carried the package containing clothes for Zhang Wei, running all the way. Her cheeks were rosy, like ripe apples, and her eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.

She held the package tightly in her arms, as if it contained not a piece of clothing, but the most precious treasure in the world.

Shen Ying returned to the cabin with great joy, only to find something amiss. The cabin door, which was always open, was tightly shut today.

She frowned slightly, a strange feeling welling up inside her, and slowly pushed open the door.

In an instant, a strong, pungent smell of blood rushed towards her like a surging tide. Shen Ying's body froze instantly, her eyes widening in terror.

Her gaze fell directly on the floor inside the room, where a man and a woman lay. Blood gushed from beneath the man, forming a large, glaring pool of red, like a flower of evil blooming in hell. The woman beside him lay unconscious, her fate unknown.

In the center of this nightmarish scene stood Zhang Wei. He slowly turned his head, a gesture that appeared particularly sinister amidst the bloody atmosphere. Yet, a bright, innocent smile bloomed on his face, a stark contrast to the horrific carnage around him.

At the same time, the system's emotionless voice suddenly rang in Shen Ying's mind: "Mission complete, exit the game."

He Qi's eyes sparkled as she held Shen Ying's hand, her face full of curiosity, because she had just heard Shen Ying talk about a wonderful neighbor who was an amazing cook.

“Let’s go on a picnic together this weekend, and invite the neighbors too,” He Qi suggested excitedly, her voice brimming with joy.

Shen Ying was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then the image of her always quiet neighbor came to mind. After a moment's thought, she felt that He Qi's suggestion seemed quite good. Her neighbor was usually a loner and quiet, so it would be good if this picnic could help him broaden his social circle and make more friends.

Thinking of this, Shen Ying smiled warmly and nodded gently, replying, "Okay, then let's invite him along."

The warm sunlight shone on Shen Ying, and He Qi's gaze fell on Shen Ying's face. Suddenly, He Qi seemed to sense something was amiss and paused slightly.

Immediately afterward, she darted in front of Shen Ying like a nimble little leopard, her eyes full of suspicion, her mouth not stopping as she bluntly questioned, "Are you sure you're not in a relationship? Why do I always feel like I can smell the rotten scent of love on you?" Her expression seemed to indicate that she was certain Shen Ying was hiding some little secret about love and was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Shen Ying was both amused and exasperated by He Qi's barrage of questions. She reached out and gently pushed away He Qi's face, which was almost touching hers, and said helplessly, "If I were really in a relationship, would I hide it from you? Don't you know me?"

He Qi scoffed at this, muttering, "It's precisely because I know you that I find it strange!"

The weekend sun shone warmly, as if draping the world in a golden veil. Shen Ying and He Qi, filled with anticipation, arrived at their magical neighbor's house.

My neighbor stood there quietly, his posture upright, like a serene tree. He carried a large picnic basket in his hand, which looked heavy and must have been filled with all sorts of delicious food.

Upon seeing this, Shen Ying and He Qi quickly stepped forward, their faces beaming with warm smiles, and said, "We're here to help!"

Shen Ying and He Qi walked ahead carrying some things, followed by their amazing neighbor. This was the first time He Qi had seen this neighbor, and her eyes lit up immediately. She quickly leaned closer to Shen Ying and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me your neighbor is so pretty? I didn't even get to dress up properly!" Her words were full of annoyance.

Shen Ying was speechless at He Qi's infatuated look. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at her and said irritably, "Believe me, apart from his looks, there's nothing about him that you're interested in."

In Shen Ying's mind, although this neighbor was good-looking and had excellent cooking skills, he gave her the impression of being particularly naive. Sometimes, looking at him, he really seemed like an innocent child, clueless about many social situations, quite different from the type of person He Qi usually liked.

They arrived together at a meadow in the suburbs, where the grass was lush and green, and several large trees stood around like open green umbrellas. A gentle breeze blew, and the grass rippled like green waves, while the flowers swayed gracefully in the wind, releasing their fragrance.

Spread the picnic blanket on the grass, then set out the tableware and food. He Qi couldn't wait any longer and eagerly opened the picnic basket. Goodness, it was full of delicious food.

The fragrant roasted chicken wings exuded an enticing aroma, their golden and crispy skin looking incredibly appetizing; the exquisite sandwiches were also eye-catching, with fresh vegetables and ham sandwiched between soft bread, the colors perfectly matched; the fruit salad was indispensable, with strawberries, blueberries, bananas, apples and other fruits gathered together, drizzled with sweet salad dressing, every bite was full of fruity flavor; and there were also small cakes made by the neighbor, with delicate cream paired with a soft cake base, topped with a few bright red cherries, truly mouthwatering.

"These roasted chicken wings are amazing!" He Qi mumbled. "I feel like I could eat them for the rest of my life."

"Haha, all you know is chicken wings. Try this fruit salad, it's amazing too." Shen Ying said, putting another spoonful into her mouth.

The neighbor was quietly eating.

"Food is the best medicine to cure everything." He Qi picked up another chicken wing and waved it at her neighbor, "You should eat more too."