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

At noon, they went to a French restaurant hidden on the top floor of an office building.

Ke Miantang sat by the window, with a plate of sliced ​​steak in front of her, and truffle mashed potatoes and roasted asparagus as side dishes.

She ate with great satisfaction, cut off a piece of steak, dipped it in sauce, and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes as she chewed for a while.

She only realized halfway through the meal that she had forgotten to take a picture.

Ke Miantang looked down at the half-eaten steak on the plate, then at the empty mashed potatoes next to it.

Since things have come to this, let's just keep eating.

Rong She sat next to her, holding a piece of grilled beef tongue with his chopsticks, dipped it in sauce, and offered it to her lips.

She had just finished chewing the meat when she smelled the aroma and reflexively opened her mouth. The beef tongue was grilled to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a savory and slightly sweet sauce.

As she chewed, she felt a surge of joy. Who would have thought that Rong She would feed her like this?

He used to find even peeling shrimp for others too much trouble, but now he can do everything with ease: serving food, feeding, tying scarves, and putting on socks.

Ke Miantang swallowed, then opened her mouth again, waiting for the next piece.

"I have to go to the construction site this afternoon. There's a project I need to inspect in person. Would you like to come with me?" Rong She asked casually.

Upon hearing this, Ke Miantang shook her head: "No, I'm going back to take a nap."

"Have the driver take you home."

"Um."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and a gentle male voice came from outside: "Rong She? I heard you were here, so I came to say hello."

The door was pushed open, and the person who entered was wearing a smoky gray cashmere coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

His face wasn't particularly striking, but he possessed a refined and scholarly air, somewhat resembling a young university professor.

The first thought that popped into Ke Miantang's mind when she saw him was that he looked so gentle.

Before I could even finish thinking about it, the system's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.

"System triggered: Hidden plot point in the original fanfiction: The original owner reunites with her ex-boyfriend Qi Zhen. Host, please be careful."

Ke Miantang, who was about to put a piece of asparagus in her mouth, stopped in her tracks when she heard the words "ex-boyfriend".

The asparagus slipped from the tip of the chopsticks and fell onto the white tablecloth, leaving a light green oil stain.

Ke Mian Tang was utterly shocked, but she tried her best to maintain a calm expression: "Ex-boyfriend! The original owner actually had an ex-boyfriend? How come I didn't know?"

The system continued, "The fanfiction author added to the original owner's romantic experiences with Qi Zhen in the setting. During high school, the original owner actively pursued Qi Zhen, but Qi Zhen's friends often mocked the original owner's family background. The original owner had several conflicts with Qi Zhen's friends. Qi Zhen did not help the original owner, so the original owner decisively dumped him. Later, Qi Zhen went abroad, and the two had no further contact."

"Heh." Ke Miantang's lips twitched. "The original owner was quite decisive."

"When the fanfiction author wrote this part of the story, he also wrote a line about the original owner's inner thoughts: The top three people Ke Miantang hates most in her life are: first, her fake sister who talks badly about her behind her back; second, Qi Zhen, her friend who always just stands by and watches the show; and third, Qi Zhen."

Ke Miantang felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. Good heavens, she really didn't know that the original owner of this body had such a plot.

I thought the original owner's romantic history was clean and innocent, but it turns out she actually had an ex-boyfriend.

Suddenly, she remembered the system's mysterious mention of a later storyline involving the original owner and Qi Ying. Could it be...?

Before he could finish speaking, the system admitted, "Yes, it was because of Qi Zhen that the relationship between the original owner and Qi Ying became increasingly awkward."

Ke Miantang's pupils widened in shock, and then she looked up at Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhen noticed her gaze, turned her head to look at her, but quickly looked away.

"Qi Zhen," Rong She gestured with his chin towards the person opposite him, "Sit?"

Qi Zhen didn't stand on ceremony and sat down next to Rong She.

The atmosphere in the private room subtly shifted.

He talked to Rong about cross-border transaction trends that she wasn't interested in.

"I just got back from New York not long ago," Qi Zhen said casually. "Yingying will be back soon too; her family is pressuring her to come back."

Rong She gave a faint "hmm," then picked up a piece of beef tongue, dipped it in sauce, and held it to Ke Miantang's lips.

Ke Miantang was still in shock at the fact that "the original owner had an ex-boyfriend." Her mouth opened reflexively, and she chewed a couple of times before she came to her senses.

The original owner's ex should... have nothing to do with her, right? What a headache, but now she's the one living under the original owner's identity.

Qi Zhen watched this scene, the corners of her mouth curving slightly, but the curve was hardly friendly: "You two have such a good relationship."

Rong She put down his chopsticks, picked up his water glass, and took a sip: "Hmm, it's alright."

After the meal, Ke Miantang went to the restroom.

As she rounded the corner, a hand reached out from the shadows beside her, blocking her path.

Qi Zhen stood in the hallway outside the restroom, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting the white light of the overhead lamp, hiding his expression behind the lenses.

"Ke Miantang," he said coldly, glancing at her, "you're really something."

Ke Miantang frantically called out to the system in her mind: "System! Help! What's wrong with him?"

The system quickly gave her a lesson: "In the original fanfiction, Qi Zhen went abroad shortly after the original owner broke up with Qi Zhen. A few months ago, the original owner got together with Rong She, and Qi Zhen knew about it. As for how he found out, I don't know."

Ke Miantang took a deep breath, took half a step back, and created some distance.

She then gave a polite but awkward smile: "Mr. Qi, there's nothing between us, is there? Besides, I have a boyfriend, so don't let him misunderstand."

Qi Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ke Mian Tang, you've managed to distance yourself quite a bit."

"We had nothing to do with each other in the first place. That happened so long ago in high school. What's the point of you saying this to me now? I dumped you because you didn't stand up for me back then and sided with your friends. Don't you know that?"

Qi Zhen's expression changed slightly, clearly indicating that something had been touched on a sensitive topic she didn't want to be mentioned.

Before he could speak again, Ke Miantang turned and walked past him, even jogging a little.

He stood there, clenched his fist, then relaxed it. He turned around, raised his foot, and kicked the fire door next to him hard.

The iron door panel made a dull, loud thud that echoed for a while in the quiet corridor.

A passing cleaner was startled, took two steps back with his mop in hand, and hid in the stairwell.

Qi Zhen pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and resumed his refined demeanor.

At the end of the corridor, Rong She stood at the door of the private room.

Ke Miantang jogged over, her cheeks still flushed from earlier.

As she approached, Rong She naturally put his arm around her waist: "Come on, I'll take you home."

-

Back at the manor, Ke Miantang changed into her nightgown and snuggled into bed.

The quilt was warm and cozy down, and she nestled inside, only her head peeking out. She took out her phone and scrolled to the photo album to find the picture they had taken in the car that morning.

The lighting was perfect, and the two of them were sitting shoulder to shoulder.