Transmigrated as a Villain, the Heroines’ Personas Have Collapsed
Chapter 4 - Birthday Gift? This Heroine Has Issues

Chapter 4: Birthday Gift? This Heroine Has Issues

“Happy birthday.” The voice was light and elegant, making Xia Shihan seem even gentler.

She handed Lin Tai an exquisitely wrapped small gift box.

“What did you say?” Lin Tai’s face was full of confusion, a metaphorical black question mark. Happy birthday?

Xia Shihan?

No way. He didn’t recall any part of the novel’s plot where Xia Shihan gave him a gift or said “happy birthday” so gently.

“For me?” Lin Tai had been through this plot once before; he definitely didn’t remember her giving him a gift.

What was wrong with Xia Shihan?  Why were the heroines no longer following the script? Should he accept this gift or not?

For a moment, Lin Tai couldn’t decide.

“It’s your birthday. If it’s not for you, then who?” Xia Shihan’s cold lips curved into a rare, indulgent smile.

He was still the same as in her past life, unchanged.

Xia Shihan had a secret—she was a reborn soul. She didn’t know how it happened, but after dying in her previous life, she had inexplicably returned to her younger years.

At this time, Lin Tai was still alive. Overjoyed, she was determined not to miss out on the love that belonged to her this time.

“You … came alone today?” Lin Tai’s eyes shifted. Though this heroine felt off, it didn’t stop him from continuing his act.

He looked around but didn’t see Ye Bai.

Strange. Why was the male protagonist absent?

What was happening now?

“Mm.” Xia Shihan’s gaze flickered. She thought of someone—Ye Bai.

The man who had died by her hands in her past life, the one who had killed Lin Tai.

In this life, Xia Shihan wanted to crush Ye Bai before he could rise, but her current strength wasn’t enough. The power behind Ye Bai was formidable.

She needed more time.

This time, she wouldn’t let Ye Bai harm Lin Tai even slightly.

“Do you like it?” Xia Shihan knew Lin Tai loved watches. The one she gave him was a custom piece she’d spent a fortune on, specially ordered from abroad as a birthday gift.

“Patek Philippe?” Lin Tai recognized the watch at a glance. The case was 950 platinum, the crystal was sapphire glass, and it was embedded with 55 gemstones—a piece from Patek Philippe’s ultra-complicated timepiece series.

What stood out most was the center of the dial, where tiny blue diamonds spelled out Lin Tai’s name. Clearly a custom order, it showed how much thought Xia Shihan had put into it.

“Let me help you put it on.” Seeing Lin Tai’s surprised expression, Xia Shihan felt delighted and reached out to fasten the watch on him.

“Isn’t this your watch?” As Xia Shihan lifted his sleeve, she noticed another watch. It wasn’t as valuable as her Patek Philippe, but the effort behind it was evident.

Most importantly, she knew for certain this watch didn’t belong to Lin Tai—it had been given to him by someone else.

She remembered every watch Lin Tai owned, and this one was new to her.

This made her delicate brows furrow. Who was eyeing her precious Lin Tai?

“Mm, it’s from Lin Ziyu.” Lin Tai replied absentmindedly.

“Lin Ziyu?” Xia Shihan’s eyes flickered. She knew exactly who Lin Ziyu was. In her past life, that woman, even more ruthless than herself, had struck a devastating blow to Ye Bai’s business, helping her bring him down.

She was called crazy because, to avenge Lin Tai, she spared no expense.

As Xia Shihan personally fastened the watch on Lin Tai, the surrounding rich second-generation heirs were stunned.

This wasn’t the plot they’d expected!

Xia Shihan’s personality was cold and aloof, always keeping suitors at a distance—especially Lin Tai.

In the past, she had been utterly repulsed by Lin Tai, finding even a glance at him disgusting.

Forget giving him gifts; her attending his birthday banquet was only because Lin Zhentian had sacrificed a billion-dollar deal to convince her.

For her to not publicly humiliate Lin Tai was already a huge concession.

Now, not only was she giving him a gift, but she was also personally putting it on the man she once despised.

“Did I see that right? That watch looks like Patek Philippe’s top series, and it’s custom-made. Xia Shihan gave it to Lin Tai as a gift?” These heirs were born into wealth, so a watch worth twenty to thirty million wasn’t shocking. What baffled them was Xia Shihan personally gifting it to Lin Tai, the “toad”!

A custom piece, no less—this level of care was beyond their wildest expectations.

It was enough to blind their 24-karat gold-plated eyes.

Was Lin Tai about to turn the tables on Xia Shihan?

They’d never heard of this!

Wasn’t it just recently that she publicly rejected his marriage proposal?

“Could it be because of Lin Zhentian?”

“Definitely. I heard he always sacrifices billion-dollar projects to get Xia Shihan to attend Lin Tai’s birthday banquets.”

“I know that from past years, but wasn’t she always cold and unwilling to say more than a word?”

“This time, could Lin Zhentian have given half the Lin family to Xia Shihan?”

“What a wastrel. Lin Zhentian really spoils this son too much.” After their shock, the crowd quickly concluded that the Lin family must have paid an enormous price for Xia Shihan’s warmth.

Their gazes toward Lin Tai grew even more contemptuous.

“…” Listening to the crowd’s speculation, Lin Tai nodded inwardly. Yes, it must be that his father had made a business sacrifice to make Xia Shihan act this way.

With that thought, he felt relieved. As long as the heroine’s persona hadn’t collapsed, it was fine.

It was just a pity for his father—half the Lin family might not be gone, but a few billion in deals was likely.

“Shihan, I like the real you. You don’t need to …” Lin Tai felt he should encourage the heroine to stick to her original persona.

“No, this comes from my heart.” Xia Shihan whispered softly in Lin Tai’s ear. “I’ll go see Uncle Lin first. We’ll talk later.”

She had also heard the surrounding chatter but didn’t care, as long as Lin Tai didn’t misunderstand.

Now, she needed to investigate Lin Ziyu thoroughly.

Know thyself and know thy enemy—that was Xia Shihan’s life motto.