Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The fingers resting on the hem of her skirt tightened silently.

Jiang Li did not speak immediately.

That deep-seated obsession still lingers in my heart.

What if Lu Chengye really is the reincarnation of Shen Yan in this world?

What if all of this is just an effect forcibly imposed by the original plot?

If she decisively withdraws now, will she miss out on Shen Yan?

The thought weighed heavily on her chest, and she knew she shouldn't hesitate.

But she was loved by Shen Yan in the first world.

That love was so heavy, so heavy that even after she came into this world...

Whenever I see similar eyebrows and eyes, I subconsciously want to confirm it.

Jiang Li raised her eyes and looked at Lu Chengye's face.

Five points similar.

Only about 50% similarity remains.

Lu Chengye felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze.

In the past, when she looked at him like this, there was always affection and dependence in her eyes.

Today was uneventful, so uneventful that it made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Li finally spoke.

Lu Chengye frowned: "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm not leaving."

"I'll call you later."

Jiang Li did not respond.

Lin Xiaoman, holding Lu Chengye's hand, spoke softly:

"Jiang, I'm so sorry, I really didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Jiang Li glanced at her.

"Now you know."

Lin Xiaoman felt a lump in her throat.

Lu Chengye's expression darkened further, but he ultimately did not continue arguing.

He helped Lin Xiaoman walk outside.

As he reached the door, he turned back to look at Jiang Li once more.

Jiang Li remained seated, showing no intention of chasing after him.

Lu Chengye felt even more uneasy, but since Lin Xiaoman's foot hurt, he could only take her to the hospital first.

The door to the private room opened and closed again.

After the two figures disappeared, the room was quiet for a few seconds.

Then Pei Yubai muttered a curse under his breath.

"Brother Ye didn't handle this matter very well today."

The girl next to him nodded in agreement.

"Jiang Li, don't take it to heart."

"He probably just didn't think straight for a moment."

"Yeah, don't let things like this make you unhappy."

These words of comfort were very polite.

Jiang Li picked up the jewelry box from the coffee table and put it into her bag.

If we really break up in the future, I'll return these things.

With the system in place, it's only a matter of time before she makes money.

Pei Shiheng stood up at this moment.

His movements were unhurried and deliberate, and his white shirt had a beautiful drape.

As he stood up, his waistline was accentuated, and the black trousers made his legs look straight and long.

He walked to Jiang Li's side and stopped in a position where no one would misunderstand.

"It's getting late."

The voice was gentle, and there was no indication that it crossed any lines.

"I'll give Jiang Li a ride back to school since it's on my way."

The people in the private room all thought it was reasonable.

After all, he was the one who brought the person here, and now that Lu Chengye has left, it wouldn't be a problem for him to send him back. Besides, they wanted to continue drinking.

Pei Yubai almost choked.

Drop by?

This bar is in the wrong direction from University A, and it's not convenient for him and his brother to get home.

But he quickly realized what was happening and immediately took over.

"Yes, yes, my brother is going that way too."

"Sister Jiang, let him take you. It's hard to get a taxi around here."

Jiang Li looked up at Pei Shiheng.

He also looked down at her.

Those mixed-race eyes were deep, their emotions well hidden, with only gentleness showing on their surface.

[Honey, he made it seem so natural that it was on his way.]

If his family knew this road led to University A, even the GPS navigation would be speechless.

Jiang Li picked up her bag and stood up.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Pei."

"It's no trouble at all."

Pei Shiheng's gaze fell on the fair skin next to her shoulder strap, then quickly moved away.

When they left the private room, Pei Shiheng lagged behind by half a step.

To outsiders, it seemed as if he was simply being polite by letting Jiang Li go first.

But when Jiang Li came downstairs, his hand hovered loosely beside her.

The way he struck the right balance was impeccable, yet it was enough to make her feel cared for.

The lighting in the second-floor corridor was dim.

Jiang Li's stiletto heels touched the edge of the steps, causing her body to sway slightly.

This time, Pei Shiheng's hand actually supported her arm.

My palms were very warm through the thin fabric.

Jiang Li's breathing stopped for a moment.

Pei Shiheng also stopped.

He looked down at his hands.

Jiang Li's arms are very thin and excessively soft to the touch.

He only offered a slight touch, but his palm felt as if it were being held by something, and he was reluctant to let go.

Pei Shiheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed all his thoughts.

"Feel sorry."

He released his grip, his voice lowering.

I was afraid you'd fall.

Jiang Li's ear tips felt a little hot, but her face remained calm.

"Thanks."

Pei Shiheng looked at her reddened ear tips, and the tenderness in his eyes deepened.

He didn't approach her again, but simply walked to her side and blocked the flow of people by the stairs for her.

In a blind spot where no one could see, the corner of his lips curved up very slightly.

Jiang Li sat in the leather seat and buckled the seatbelt.

The latch made a crisp sound as it was moved.

Compared to the previous lag, the entire process was completely unimpeded.

Hey, the clips don't stick this time.

It seems even seatbelts know when to step up.

To hide her expression, Jiang Li turned to look out the window.

The car was unusually quiet during the journey.

After a while, Pei Shiheng's gentle voice broke the silence.

"Ginger and Pear".

"Don't be too angry with Chengye."

His deep, pleasant voice carried an obvious sense of comfort, befitting a close friend without any ulterior motives.

"He sometimes acts without thinking, but he may not be intentionally trying to hurt you."

Jiang Li turned her head and looked directly at the man driving the car.

"Senior Pei, why are you always speaking up for Lu Chengye?"

Under her direct gaze, Pei Shiheng's fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel.

He turned his face, a faint smile playing in his deep, mixed-race eyes.

It expresses a friend's position in a very appropriate way.

"After all, we are friends."

The man spoke with extreme composure.

"Besides, you're his girlfriend, and I don't want you two to argue because of misunderstandings."

In Jiang Li's mind, the system let out an undisguised laugh.

The tea flavor intensity skyrocketed.

"Hey, let me translate this for you. The subtext of his words is that I'm very kind, I was just explaining things for my brother."

As for you getting even angrier after hearing this, don't blame me.

Jiang Li looked away, placed her hands on her knees, and didn't reply.

The red light ahead came on, and the car stopped at the zebra crossing.

Pei Shiheng tapped the steering wheel twice lightly with his fingertips.

The fingers, with their distinct knuckles, had a cool, white sheen in the night.

He turned to look ahead, his expression one of careful consideration of his words, and his voice became much softer.

"As for Lin Xiaoman."

"It's probably because she looks a bit like Lin Zhi that Lu Chengye takes extra care of her."

In the quiet carriage, these words were a surefirely detonated bomb.

As if realizing something was amiss, Pei Shiheng abruptly stopped speaking.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his long, slender fingers tightening abruptly.

He frowned, a look of annoyance appearing in his handsome features.

"Feel sorry."

"I shouldn't have brought this up."

The man's manner of admitting his mistake was impeccable.

Suppressing her inner complaints, Jiang Li cooperated by continuing the conversation along his lines.

Who is Lin Zhi?