After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 16: Cecil

Yu Li’s words were practically a self-confession, and the chat exploded in response.

【Holy sht, holy sht, holy sh*t! The hot neighbor has finally dropped the act!】

【So when did she figure it out? During dinner?】

【I don’t care, but damn, big sis is so cool! Sksksk!】

【Da Dong just threatened her, and now she’s planning to use Elia’s family to get rid of him. Ruthless queen!】

【But why isn’t she afraid of being killed by Da Dong first?】

【Yeah, that’s weird. Why? Bo Jingmo hasn’t killed her, and Da Dong isn’t killing her either. Why is she so confident? Does she have something that makes them wary of her?】

If Da Dong could see the chat, he’d probably be coughing up blood.

Why?

What other reason could there be?!

Because his amnesiac Young Master had taken a liking to this damned foreign woman!

Da Dong also found it baffling—why hadn’t Young Master liked her when he was alive, yet now, after dying, he was suddenly obsessed with her?!

Was it just because her soul smelled nice?

But he couldn’t smell anything!

Da Dong was losing his mind. His expression darkened as he sneered coldly. "Still putting up an act when you’re about to die? You vain woman. If it weren’t for Young Master—"

"Found it!"

His words were abruptly cut off by Jodie’s excited shout. She was staring at a tree trunk, where strange symbols were still carved into the bark. "This is it!"

Jiang Xi looked up at the tree but saw nothing unusual aside from a thick hemp rope. No severed head, not even a bird’s.

"Jodie, there’s nothing up there."

Jodie frowned in confusion. Everything had felt so real last night. She lowered her voice. "But Mom, I really saw it..."

Hou Liang stroked his chin. "It’s possible someone really did die here. That rope is tied in a noose."

This type of knot was commonly used for hanging.

As he spoke, something suddenly clicked, and his expression froze.

That rope...

"Jodie, don’t you think that rope looks exactly like the one that tied you up before?"

Hearing this, Jodie took another look. A beat later, her face went pale.

It was the same.

The thickness, the weave—everything was identical.

And that rope had come from... Filia Auntie?!

All at once, everyone’s gaze instinctively shifted to the woman at the back of the group.

Yu Li stood there as if nothing had happened, still holding her little basket. Her posture was elegant, her expression carrying the same familiar smile.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" she asked lightly.

She glanced up at the rope in the tree, then remarked, "Looks like the rope I bought isn’t just good for trapping prey—it’s good for hanging too."

【The neighbor just set herself on fire.】

【She planned to get rid of Da Dong, but now she’s been exposed herself.】

【LMAO, she just crashed and burned.】

【No way... is this it?】

Jiang Xi’s tone grew suspicious. "Miss Filia, you’ve lived here for so long. Are you saying you didn’t know someone had hanged themselves here?"

"Darling, let’s not be so absolute," Yu Li said innocently, blinking. "See? There’s no corpse. Maybe it was just a prank. And if I hid it, why would I bring you here in the first place?"

Her words weren’t entirely unreasonable. The rope could have been part of some elaborate joke. Maybe no one had actually died here at all.

Hearing this, Da Dong’s expression twisted in fury. He shouldn’t have hidden the body. He had only ended up helping this woman clear her name.

Jodie nodded. "Yeah, Mom. A rope alone doesn’t prove anything."

Jiang Xi had no choice but to let it go for now.

Meanwhile, Hou Liang leaned over and whispered something into her ear. Her expression instantly brightened. "Really?"

Hou Liang nodded. "Really. He arrived early."

Yu Li observed their interaction, tapping her arm absently as she thought.

Looks like the plot was finally moving forward.

In classic horror stories, once the protagonists confirmed the existence of a ghost, the next phase of the plot always followed—

The exorcism.

—

A black car pulled into the clearing.

The door opened, and a well-dressed man stepped out. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a refined appearance and an air of righteousness. He carried a leather briefcase, and a wooden bead bracelet peeked out from his sleeve.

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Seeing him, Hou Liang immediately stepped forward and shook his hand. "Cecil, it’s been too long!"

The man’s eyes carried a constant warmth as he returned the handshake. "Giovini, it has been a while. How have you been?"

Then, as if remembering why he was here, he quickly apologized. "Ah, sorry—I almost forgot the situation."

"It’s alright," Hou Liang sighed. "I’m just grateful you could come."

He turned to introduce his wife. "This is my wife, Elia."

Then he introduced Cecil to Jiang Xi. "Darling, this is my former colleague, Mr. Cecil."

Jiang Xi studied the man in front of her. He didn’t look a day over forty. She offered a polite smile. "Hello, Mr. Cecil."

After a brief round of introductions, she leaned in close to Hou Liang and whispered, "This priest looks young. Is he really reliable?"

Hou Liang reassured her. "Don’t underestimate him. He’s famous in the church—one of the youngest priests with real power."

While they talked, Cecil’s gaze had already drifted toward the three young girls standing nearby.

His eyes flickered slightly when he saw Joeci. Turning back, he smiled at Hou Liang. "Vini, these must be your daughters? They’re adorable."

Hou Liang quickly nodded. "Jodie, Joeci, Joeger—this is your Uncle Cecil."

Jodie and Joeger greeted him without hesitation. But Da Dong, his expression grim, stayed silent for a long moment before reluctantly muttering, "Uncle."

Something about this man’s presence disgusted him.

Da Dong’s stomach sank. His instincts screamed danger.

Keeping his face neutral, he turned to Hou Liang and said, "Dad, I’m a bit tired. I’ll head upstairs first."

Without waiting for a response, he left.

The moment Joeci disappeared into the house, the already-tense atmosphere grew heavier.

Hou Liang wasted no time. "Cecil, what do you think? Can you tell?"

Cecil’s usual gentle expression darkened slightly. He frowned and nodded. "In my eyes, that’s already a corpse."

There wasn’t a single trace of a living human left—only the lingering aura of death.

"And if he’s staying here, his goal is most likely to kill every last one of you."

Jiang Xi went pale, tears welling in her eyes as she covered her mouth in disbelief. "How... how could this happen..."

"Don’t worry," Cecil said calmly. "I’ll stay here and help you get rid of him."

He exuded a quiet confidence that was oddly reassuring.

"The demon’s power doesn’t seem too strong. Otherwise, he wouldn’t need to rely on a human body to exist."

The truly terrifying ghosts were the ones who could manifest physically on their own.

"That’s a relief." Hou Liang held his wife tightly, determination flashing in his eyes. "We will avenge Joeci."

Cecil nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the area.

Then, his eyes landed on a golden-haired woman standing in the doorway.

For a brief moment, his expression wavered—caught off guard by her beauty.

The woman, sensing his gaze, curved her lips into a soft smile, her blue eyes twinkling as she met his stare.

Cecil’s heartbeat stuttered.

A faint blush crept up his face as he cleared his throat. "Vini, who is that lovely lady at the door?"

Hou Liang immediately chuckled apologetically. "Ah, my apologies, Miss Filia—I didn’t mean to leave you out."

Yu Li’s expression was warm and gentle. "No need to apologize, Mr. Hou. I was just dropping off some mushrooms."

Hou Liang smirked and added meaningfully, "Miss Filia is still single, by the way."

Cecil’s eyes lit up in surprise and delight.

He quickly composed himself and extended a hand. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Filia. I’m Cecil."

Feeling the heated gaze from upstairs, Yu Li arched a brow slightly.

Then she smiled softly and reached out her hand.

"The pleasure is mine, Mr. Cecil."