Transmigrated as the Mother of a Porn Novel Heroine - Chapter 14
In her first year after graduation, Tangtang was so busy she barely touched the ground, sleeping only four hours a night, and even that wasn’t enough.
The funny thing was, no matter how late she stayed up, she always looked radiant the next day. Her personal cosmetics became so popular among her colleagues that they sold out.
Once, she went to negotiate a business deal. The investor was CEO Male Seven, who was living a life of debauchery and extravagance.
Among a group of haggard researchers, only Bai Tangtang stood out with her rosy cheeks and peach-blossom complexion, drawing all eyes.
The man narrowed his eyes, curling his finger: “Drink until I’m satisfied, and I’ll sign this deal.”
Everyone at the table understood the unspoken rules, and the drinks served weren’t even strong spirits.
As long as Bai Tangtang got tipsy and showed the kind of drunkenness they wanted, the act would be complete.
However, Tangtang triggered her Female Lead repair bug.
As everyone knows, in web novels, the Female Lead always gets drunk when drinking, but never too drunk-she can still play “Who are you, who am I” games with various Male Leads.
So that night, Tangtang drank glass after glass, her cheeks growing ever more vivid, but she never truly passed out.
The men at the table went from mocking, to surprised, to utterly shocked.
In the end, Male Seven waved his hand and signed the big deal, staring at Bai Tangtang with interest: “Interesting.”
“There’s something even more interesting. Are you interested?”
Bai Tangtang reserved a booth, and the two sat in silence until dawn.
In the early morning, she seemed to refresh like a game character, instantly restored, showing no trace of fatigue.
Male Seven’s sleepy eyes snapped awake, locking onto her.
From then on, the two officially became partners, but never developed a romantic relationship.
“He said he didn’t want a girlfriend who could update herself with one click-it would shake his materialist worldview,” Bai Tangtang shrugged, unconcerned. “Just as well, I’m not interested in a sack of wine and rice. To me, his gender is just a check.”
My palms were sweating as I listened, afraid she’d ask me the next moment: Mom, what am I, really?
Luckily, Tangtang just smiled and looked at me: “Mom, what have you been busy with lately?”
“I’m writing a novel-the protagonist travels to another world, where there’s no distinction between men and women, only one gender: Min.”
She looked over with interest, so I continued:
“The Min have no reproductive organs. They are born continuously from a shared machine, which has twelve pairs of breasts and a belly as huge as a flour sack, with no eyes, no mouth, no ears.
“They call it the Dairy Cow.
“After the protagonist arrives, she discovers a special Min among them-a Min in the form of a human woman, being lifted high and gently placed on the Throne by the others.
“Her full chest is seen as a symbol of wisdom, her soft voice is as beautiful as heavenly music. All she needs to do is sit on the Throne and gently tap the Min’s brow to bless them.
“‘This is so strange,’ the protagonist says, ‘Isn’t this just an ordinary woman?’ So the protagonist approaches the Throne and says to that Min: ‘You shouldn’t be here.’
“The Min looks at the protagonist unhappily, because she realizes the protagonist has the same chest as her, so she orders the protagonist to be driven away.
“But the Min take the protagonist to an Iron House, where there are countless Dairy Cows and countless Min in the form of human women.”
“Ah… what a dark fairy tale,” Bai Tangtang couldn’t help interrupting, “The ending must be that the women unite, overthrow the Min, and build a new home, right?”
“Hmm, I haven’t decided yet,” I replied honestly, “After all, there are so many Min.”
“But it will definitely have a happy ending.”
