Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

I caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye.

Oh my god.

Ke Miantang hurriedly looked away.

Rong She ignored her attempts to dodge, his dark eyes fixed on her, deep and unfathomable, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Ke Miantang stared at his movements, her throat bobbing.

Rong She glanced at him: "Lie down."

She shook her head, looking at him timidly, her cheeks burning hot, and her lips bearing faint teeth marks from biting them.

Rong She didn't give her a chance to refuse and pushed her down directly.

Turning around, I picked up the glass of water I had prepared beforehand from the bedside table, took a sip, then tossed in a few ice cubes. Amidst the clinking of the ice cubes…

It was pasted on.

……

Ke Miantang's fingers, which were originally gripping the bed sheet, later moved to his shoulder, her nails digging into the firm muscles of his shoulder.

After a while.

Out of bodily instinct.

"..."

Ke Miantang lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her lips slightly parted and her cheeks flushed.

When she came to her senses, she realized what had just happened.

"This is insane!" Ke Miantang raised her hand and punched his chest hard. "Rong She!"

Rong She straightened up and slowly wiped his face.

He grinned like a devil: "Baby, is this the first time you've known how wicked I can be?"

Ke Miantang stared at him, her lips trembling as she couldn't speak, lying paralyzed on the bed, on the verge of tears.

But then he leaned down and planted a malicious kiss on her forehead, chuckling softly.

-

The next day, the first thing Ke Miantang did upon waking up was to mentally call out to the system.

There was no response.

She sat up in bed and called out again, but there was still no answer.

My heart sank a little; my good mood about going home was gone.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs, where Rong She was already sitting at the dining table.

"Awake?" He lifted his eyelids to glance at her.

Ke Miantang sat down opposite him and absentmindedly picked up a slice of toast and took a bite.

The toast was toasted until crispy, with slightly browned edges, but she chewed it a couple of times and couldn't taste any flavor.

She began to feel uneasy. The system never disappeared for so long before. In the past, it would reconnect in half a day at most after a disconnection, and even during occasional upgrades, it would not exceed 12 hours.

But this time, it's been more than ten hours since last night, and there's been no movement at all. She even started to wonder if there was some kind of malfunction in the mission.

Rong She had been looking at her for a while, then put down his cutlery, leaned back in his chair, and said, "What's wrong? You don't look well."

Ke Miantang snapped out of her daze and suddenly looked up.

When she met his calm eyes, she tensed up and her fingertips tightened.

"N-nothing," she said, lowering her head and continuing to bite into her toast.

Strange, why do I feel so guilty when I look him in the eye?

After breakfast, Rong She drove her back to the Ke family home.

As the car crossed the Lingzhou Bridge, Ke Miantang leaned back in the passenger seat, looking out the window with her head turned, casually twirling the diamond ring on her ring finger.

"You can't bear to part with me?" Rong She's deep voice broke the silence, carrying a faint smile: "Then stay at the manor for a few more days."

Ke Miantang turned her head and glared at him: "No way."

A smile appeared in Rong She's eyes, and he said nothing more.

She turned her face to the window, sulking, her heart pounding. He was so skilled; she wondered where he learned those tricks from…

I don't want to live in the manor anymore, it's too dangerous.

The car drove through the iron gate of the villa area and stopped in front of the Ke family's house.

Rong She didn't turn off the engine. He turned his head to look at her, waiting for her to unbuckle her seatbelt.

"Are you really not going in?" Ke Miantang asked while tidying up her things.

"I'm not going in. Your dad wants me to stay for lunch."

"Oh, right." Ke Miantang pushed open the car door, grabbed her bag, and jumped out.

She stood by the car, bent down, and waved to him: "Then I'm leaving."

Ke Hong and Xiao Manshu were both in the living room.

Xiao Manshu came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fruit. When she saw Ke Miantang enter, her eyes crinkled into a smile: "You're back! Rong She's here too? Why don't you come in and sit down?"

Ke Hong peeked out from behind the newspaper: "Where's Rong She? Let him come in and sit down. Let him stay for lunch."

Ke Miantang changed into her slippers, and her voice came from the entryway: "He's gone. He said he's been too busy with projects lately and will come again next time."

Ke Hong nodded and picked up the newspaper again: "Then you must come next time."

Xiao Manshu placed the fruit platter on the coffee table and pulled Ke Miantang to sit down on the sofa: "Tangtang, you don't look well. Didn't you sleep well?"

Ke Miantang threw herself onto the sofa and replied perfunctorily, "No, I'm just a little tired."

Ke Hong put down the newspaper, picked up his teacup and took a sip, as if he remembered something: "Everyone in the industry is saying that Rong She is busy with something big."

Ke Miantang's ears twitched, and she turned to look at her father: "What's the big deal?"

Ke Hong looked at her with some surprise: "You two are basically together every day, didn't you know?"

Ke Miantang pouted: "He didn't tell me."

Ke Hong thought for a moment and said, "Nobody knows the specifics, but I heard that he poached a top-notch team from abroad, all of them PhDs and post-doctoral fellows, several of whom have won major academic awards. The salaries he's offered are said to be higher than those of his company's senior executives. He's already invested a lot in the early stages, and there's no sign of a return in the short term. Everyone is wondering what he's up to."

Xiao Manshu, who was listening nearby, only half understood and asked, "Is it really that amazing?"

"If this project succeeds, it will be the first of its kind in human history, and the returns from Nebula Technology will be endless."

But then he changed the subject, saying, "However, I've also heard that the failure rate is 95%."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Manshu said with heartache, "A 95% failure rate? He really dares to gamble."

Ke Hong laughed heartily: "Young people like us are daring and adventurous, just like I was back in my day."

Xiao Manshu rolled her eyes at him, and Ke Hong laughed even louder.

Ke Hong then said something else excitedly, but Ke Miantang didn't listen anymore.

She reached out, picked up a piece of apple, and put it in her mouth, thinking to herself, "What if the system never comes back?"