Transmigrating Into A Villain

The pimply boy covered his crotch and cried out. The yellow-haired boy fell to the ground and felt dizzy.

"Don't just stand there. Run. We'll be in trouble when they come to themselves!" Carrying her schoolbag, Alina got Sheffield and ran towards the school gate.

After running a long way, Sheffield stammered, "You, you lied to them!"

Tugging at Sheffield with one hand and carrying the schoolbag with the other, Alina replied while running, "Of course I'm lying to them. How can I have some fun with them?" Hearing this, Sheffield had mixed feelings.

When they reached the school gate, Alina looked back to see that no one was running after them. Then she let go of Sheffield's hand, panting, and said, "It seems that they won't catch up for the time being. Let's go home."

"Why did you come to our school?" As they walked side by side, Sheffield glanced at Alina and immediately looked away.

Alina smiled awkwardly, "It was still early after the exam, so I walked here... What a coincidence, isn't it?"

'I'm not that naive!' he thought. Sheffield didn't believe it. But at this moment, he had a complicated mood, so he didn't go on asking.

They walked silently all the way to the bus stop. Waiting at the bus stop, Alina suddenly asked worriedly, "What about Monday? Will they take revenge on you?"

Hearing this, Sheffield snorted and said bluntly, "What do you think?"

"Then you will be in great danger! How about telling Dad to transfer you to another school or get you two bodyguards?"

"... The bus is coming." Sheffield rolled his eyes at her, got on the bus, swiped the card, and went to the rear.

There were not many people on the bus, so there were many empty seats in the rear.

Alina followed up, "I'm serious. Don't ignore me!"

"That girl, don't forget the coin!" When Alina went to the middle of the bus, the driver reminded her to put in the coin. The passengers in the bus turned to look at Alina, who was embarrassed. She went back and put in a coin.

Then she walked to Sheffield's seat with resentment. "Why don't you swipe your card for me?" Sheffield looked indifferent. "Why do you want to use my card when you have money with you?"

Alas... 'Brat! How dare you make me be watched by so many people?!'

Alina pushed him and sat on his seat. She poked his shoulder and accused him, "Sheffield, don't you have a conscience? I saved you just now. Will you die if you swipe your card for me?"

Sheffield glared at her with dissatisfaction. He moved to an inside seat. But Alina prodded him back against the wall of the bus. He opened his mouth and then closed it again. Then he simply turned to look out of the window.

From the window glass, he could clearly see the expression on her face. Disappointment was all over her face.

Sheffield was a little confused. She wasn't angry. Why was she disappointed? What was to be disappointed at?

She did so much for him, but Sheffield was still indifferent to her. To be honest, Alina was a little depressed. She didn't know what she could do to make him accept her from heart.

They didn't say anything on the way. Neither of them said a word when they walked to home.

This evening, the whole family had dinner together. Alina was quiet from the beginning to the end. Eric and Wendy thought she didn't do well on the exam, so she was in a bad mood. Sheffield looked at her a few more times because she was so unhappy.

After dinner, Alina said, "I'm full." Then she went upstairs and went back to her room without casting a glance at Sheffield.

"What's wrong with her? You came back together today, didn't you?" Eric asked his son, crossing his legs.

Wendy raised her eyebrows and looked at Sheffield cautiously, wondering if he had done something bad.

"I don't know," Sheffield answered nonchalantly. Then he pushed aside the chair and went upstairs.

Looking at his back, Eric scolded, "Hey, look at him! How can he treat me like that?"

"Forget it. He is still young. It's normal for him to be rebellious." Although Wendy was persuading Eric gently, she had a completely different view towards Sheffield.

When Sheffield reached the door of his room, he held on to the door handle with complicated thoughts.

The girl's disappointed face in the bus window and her depression flashed through his mind.

Although he answered his father that he did not know, he knew subconsciously that it was because of him.

In the past, he wouldn't care whether she was alive or dead. But now he couldn't.

In fact, he looked down upon himself a lot, because he even wanted to believe that she was not the person she used to be.

He had to admit that he had been touched by what she had done recently.

There was a sound of the lock turning. Sheffield was shocked. Alina was opening the door! He immediately pressed down the door handle as if he had just opened it.

When Alina opened the door and got out, she saw Sheffield standing at the door of the next room. But she lowered her eyes, pretending that she didn't see anything, and walked over.

When she was gone, Sheffield's face darkened. What did she mean? Was she angry with him?

He slammed the door. He didn't care whether she was angry or not!

When Alina got out of the kitchen, her eyes were red and swollen. She put some ginger juice on one of her fingers. As soon as she touched her eyes, tears fell down.

The light in the study room was still on. Alina went to knock on the door and asked, "Dad, may I come in?"

"Come in." At that time, Eric was reading some documents. When he raised his head, he noticed that Alina's eyes were red and her face was wet. He was stunned at once, put down the documents and asked with concern, "Alaina, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"Dad... I might do something bad, but I didn't mean to do it!" Alina wiped her tears away as she spoke, but tears grew more and more.

She wanted to alert Eric first, lest when those bullies made trouble, he was not prepared at all.

Eric thought that she just dropped a vase or played a trick on him, so he kindly comforted her in a soft and gentle voice, "What did you do? As long as you didn't mean it, I won't blame you since you have realized your fault."

"Really? Thank you, Dad!" Laughing and crying, Alina quickly said something else, "Dad, can you find a bodyguard for my brother?"

"What?" Eric felt that he couldn't keep up with the girl's thoughts. She had just acknowledged her mistake, but why did she suddenly change to ask for bodyguards?

"He is small. I'm afraid that some naughty students in his class will bully him." For the time being, Alina did not dare to say that Sheffield was bullied. She was afraid that his pride would be hurt and that he would blame her for meddling.

But she was really worried that he would be revenged by bullies. After all, she hurt two of them. If the four of them worked together to make trouble for him, he would definitely hate her!

Eric frowned in disdain, "If my son is bullied at school, he's really useless. He deserves it!"

Astonished, Alina thought that this man was really his father!

Well... According to his way of thinking, the fact that she hurt those two bullies showed that she was very good and they were too weak.

Alina didn't know what to say. Dad, I'm fine. I'm leaving."

Eric looked at Alina, nodded and said, "Well, good night."

"Good night, Dad."

When she walked out of the study room, she touched her eyes. For a moment, she didn't know what she should do.

The next morning, Alina was awakened by the noise downstairs.

"Get your kid out. She is so vicious at such a young age! She actually wanted to kill my son! How do you teach her? What's so great about your money? You don't treat our ordinary children as human beings?" A fat woman in household clothes shouted loudly and the whole building was shocked.

"Exactly. I heard it was their daughter who hit them. She is so vicious at such a young age. No one dares to marry her in the future. She will be beaten to death." The other woman had a caustic look. There were also two men, who might be their husbands, standing behind their wives with anger.

"What are you talking about? Why are you yelling in my house? Who let you in? Wendy's hair was slightly disheveled. She was wearing a nightgown and a long coat. She must have been awakened and had no time to change her clothes.

At this time, Eric suddenly remembered the 'bad thing' Alina told him last night. Was she referring to beating other people's children?

"Who are you? What is going on? What happened to your children?"

"You don't need to know who we are. You just need to know that your child kicked my son's crotch. He is lying in the hospital now. The doctor said that he was severely injured and his sexual function might be affected in the future! I'm telling you, if my son couldn't have a baby, I'll kill your family!"

"My son got a whack on the head and had a concussion. If you don't apologize to us and give us one or two million dollars, my husband and I will come to your home every day to disturb you!"

The two women were noisy and ferocious.

Wendy glared at them, "Why should we believe you? My daughter is well behaved and obedient. How could she hit your son? I think you're here for blackmail!"

"Go and ask Alaina to come down," Eric said to Peter seriously.

Wendy frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Darling, they... Don't be fooled by them!"

Eric glanced at Wendy, and said to the four people, "Calm down, ladies and gentlemen. I don't know the situation at the moment, please sit down. As soon as I understand the matter clearly, I will give you a satisfactory solution."

"We won't sit down. Call her down first! I'd like to see what kind of girl she is. Bitch!"

Hearing this, Wendy came forward angrily, "Watch your mouth!"

Eric stopped Wendy and said in a serious tone, "Madam, we have to talk nicely. There is no good for you to irritate us like this."

When Peter reached the second floor, he saw that Alina had changed her clothes and was walking towards him. He stopped and said, "Miss Alaina, please go downstairs."

Alina nodded and walked by him.

As she passed, the door of Sheffield's room was opened. He stared at the empty corridor, wondering whether to go down or not.