The transmigrated villain turned the effeminate female protagonist into a yandere.

The pottery studio is located in the ancient city.

It was quite a distance to walk there, Ye Anran complained along the way.

"I'm exhausted. I should have rented an electric scooter; it would have been so much more convenient."

"And what about before? Where did you live before?"

"I'll stay in the attic of the pottery studio. Sister Shan had a spare room there, and it was just sitting empty anyway, so she let me stay there."

"Looking at it this way, he really is a good person, but you can't even be on time for work."

Ye Anran waved her hand.

"There's nothing I can do about it. I didn't expect to get that drunk yesterday."

As we talked, we arrived at the store entrance.

Ye Anran pushed open the shop door.

A yellow golden retriever ran out of the store.

She crouched down and patted the puppy's head.

"Big Yellow is such a good boy. I'll buy you a big bone for lunch today."

"Woof woof!"

The golden retriever barked twice, as if it could understand human speech, and wagged its tail.

Xia Ningqi was puzzled.

Do you know this golden retriever?

"Yes, it's raised by Sister Shan. I usually call it Big Yellow."

A hint of sadness flashed in Xia Ningqi's eyes.

I saw this little dog.

This also reminded her of the coal ball that was still being fostered at the pet shop.

The two then went inside the store.

Yan Shan was currently placing the finished pottery jars on a shelf to air dry.

Seeing the two enter, he greeted them.

"You're here."

"Sorry, Sister Shan, I drank too much at the bar yesterday, so I woke up late this morning."

"It's okay, there aren't many orders lately, so there's no need to rush."

Afterwards, Ye Anran introduced Xia Ningqi to Yan Shan.

"Sister Shan, she's my good friend, her name is Xia Ningqi."

"Hello, Sister Shan."

Xia Ningqi smiled and shook hands with her.

Yan Shan nodded.

"Hello, I already heard An Ran's message on the way here. It's nice to meet you. If you're interested in pottery, you can learn with An Ran."

"Thank you, Sister Shan, but isn't this going to too much trouble for you?"

"No, I don't have much to do usually. Most of the time I just receive guests who come to visit and provide them with semi-finished products to paint themselves."

"Moreover, once you become proficient, you can also help us with some of the work, which is a win-win situation."

Xia Ningqi nodded.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Sister Shan. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Xia Ningqi mainly wanted to find something to do so that she could distract herself a little. Otherwise, if her mind was always wandering, she would eventually break down.

...

The days passed by.

During these times.

Ye Anran would drag Xia Ningqi to the tavern every few days.

They call it listening to music, drinking, and relaxing.

Xia Ningqi asked her.

"I remember there's a tavern right next to the hotel, why did we have to come all the way to the old town?"

Ye Anran's answer, however, was rather far-fetched.

"Because the environment here is nice, and Song Yao's folk songs are even more beautiful, and interesting foreigners come over to exchange ideas from time to time."

That's what they say.

But every time she comes here, she argues with Qin Shiyu.

Doing the same thing for too long will change its flavor; even bickering can gradually turn into flirting.

Outsiders might think the two are irreconcilable enemies.

...

this day.

Ye Anran was still arguing with Qin Shiyu at the bar over a trivial matter.

Xia Ningqi, wanting some peace and quiet, found a secluded corner to sit and daydream.

Before she knew it, she had been in Liancheng for two whole weeks.

Within these two weeks.

She has already learned the basic methods of making ceramics.

Yan Shan said she picked it up even faster than Ye Anran.

Xia Ningqi thought this might be related to her skill in origami, which she had practiced before.

But none of that matters. What matters is that she can only slightly alleviate her anxiety when she is focused on doing something, which is one of the few advantages of Liancheng.

But she also knew that this emotion, which was being forcibly suppressed, would eventually reach a critical point and then completely erupt.

But she had no way to stop it, so she could only take it one step at a time.

In times of sorrow.

Song Jing sat down opposite Xia Ningqi.

A look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Sister Jing, aren't you going to sing anymore?"

"I'm tired of singing, let me sit down and rest for a bit, and have a chat with you."

Because they had been there for several days in a row, Xia Ningqi had become quite familiar with her, and there was no barrier between them in their communication.

Xia Ningqi took a sip of plum wine.

It has a low alcohol content and a sweet and sour taste, which is indeed suitable for someone with her alcohol tolerance.

Seeing that the other person hadn't spoken and seemed to be hesitating about something, he took the initiative to speak.

"What's wrong, Sister Jing? Just tell me if there's something you need."

Hearing her say that, Song Jing finally spoke.

"Actually, I wanted to ask what's going on between An Ran and Shi Yu? Why do I feel like their way of getting along is strange?"

"Because of his parents, Qin Shiyu used to control her a lot, so the two of them have always been at odds," Xia Ningqi explained. "Moreover, when Qin Shiyu resigned, he didn't ask for her consent beforehand and just left without saying a word, which is why their relationship is so awkward."

"Oh, I see..."

Xia Ningqi asked in confusion.

"Didn't Qin Shiyu tell you this before?"

"No, he only told me that someone proposed to Ye Anran, and he felt it was inappropriate for him to stay by her side, so he resigned."

"All right..."

Xia Ningqi didn't know how to evaluate it.

Song Jing continued speaking.

"After all, she's a rich family's daughter. It wouldn't be appropriate for Shiyu to stay by her side all the time, wouldn't you say?"

"Um..."

Song Jing stroked the cup in her hand, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

"I was really happy that she agreed to come back and open a bar here."

Xia Ningqi looked at her.

I detected a subtle hint of satisfaction on her face.

In that instant.

She seemed to understand something, yet felt a strange pang of sadness.

...