Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

"Baby, he's not Shen Yan."

In my mind, the system's mechanical voice was no longer its usual casual banter, but extremely serious.

Jiang Li's fingers, which were hanging by her side, curled up slightly.

She took a deep breath, pulling her wandering thoughts back to reality.

She's not stupid; even with the same outward appearance, their souls are completely different.

"Lu Chengye".

Her tone was calm.

"If Lin Xiaoman needs anything again in the future, will you still go to her?"

This was not just a test, but also her last way out.

If only he says no now, if only he shows even the slightest determination to side with her.

Lu Chengye frowned.

He was very uncomfortable with Jiang Li questioning him in such an almost scrutinizing tone, especially after he had already bowed his head and apologized.

At this moment, a man's pride takes over.

"It's not easy for her, a girl."

Lu Chengye's voice carried a hint of impatience.

"I helped her out of the goodness of my heart, you don't need to keep bringing it up."

What a ridiculous answer.

For the sake of a convenient favor, he could abandon his girlfriend in an embarrassing situation without a second thought.

Perhaps, in Lu Chengye's subconscious,

Jiang Li is always the one who can be temporarily set aside and doesn't need much coaxing.

Shen Yan would never be so casual with others.

He would only make exceptions for her.

Jiang Li didn't reply, turning her head to look at the sea of ​​flowers swaying in the wind in the distance.

The aloofness and indifference in his eyes gradually intensified.

The prolonged silence created a tense atmosphere.

Looking at Jiang Li's expressionless profile, Lu Chengye felt an inexplicable sense of panic and irritation that grew stronger.

He couldn't stand her cold, dismissive attitude.

He took half a step forward, forcefully encroaching on her safe distance.

Jiang Li's back pressed against the rough tree trunk, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

Lu Chengye braced his hands on either side of the tree trunk, encircling her entirely in his arms.

The hormones of an adult male, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, almost completely filled the air around her.

His gaze traced Jiang Li's delicate features, finally settling on her full lips.

The area still retained the rosy glow left from the recent hike.

His breathing became heavy.

He could even see the patch of fair, delicate skin beneath her neckline.

It rose and fell with gentle breaths, releasing an alluring sweet fragrance.

Lu Chengye's Adam's apple bobbed, and he could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers.

"Jiang Li, stop messing around with me, okay?"

As Jiang Li looked at Lu Chengye's features so close to her, her mind gradually became dazed.

This face is such a huge advantage.

With sharp brow bones, a straight nose bridge, and downcast eyes, when approaching...

That familiar sense of oppression would bring back certain scenes from her memory.

Shen Yan had looked at her like that before.

But when Shen Yan looked at her, he couldn't see anyone else.

Seeing that she did not back away, the irritation in Lu Chengye's eyes lessened.

He thought Jiang Li had finally given in.

Her coldness and aloofness these past few days have left him feeling suffocated.

She would never have acted like this before; she would have readily accepted his slightest gesture of humility.

He doesn't like things getting out of control.

He disliked even more the way Jiang Li looked at him with a distant gaze.

"Baby, wake up."

The system's voice rang in my mind, unusually serious.

Face is face, soul is soul.

You can be greedy, but you can't mistake this person for Shen Yan.

Jiang Li felt a slight jolt in her heart from those words.

Of course she knew.

However, some obsessions always make people hesitate for a moment before they are truly shattered.

The edge of the flower field, ten meters away.

The wind blows through the chamomile, creating a wave of flowers.

Pei Shiheng had half his body hidden in the shadow cast by the tree canopy.

With his broad shoulders and long legs, he exudes visual tension simply by standing there quietly.

The man's gaze was fixed on Jiang Li's encircled figure.

Pei Shiheng's usually gentle facade was torn apart, revealing an aggressive possessiveness and jealousy in his eyes.

His face turned cold, and he strode forward, preparing to forcibly pull Lu Chengye away.

Just then, footsteps came from the path beside them.

Immediately afterwards, a female voice, tinged with surprise, rang out.

"Senior Lu?"

Pei Shiheng paused, his long legs halting.

Her originally somber and melancholic eyes were immediately replaced by gentleness.

On the other side, Lu Chengye's movements came to an abrupt halt because of this call.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and the arm that had been restraining Jiang Li loosened.

Jiang Li took the opportunity to step aside.

She steadied herself and raised her hand to straighten her collar.

I felt no annoyance at being interrupted; instead, I felt a sense of relief, as if the boot had finally landed.

Lin Xiaoman stood beside the stone steps.

She was wearing a hotel uniform with an apron tied around her waist, which made her waist look so thin it seemed like it would break at any moment.

Lin Xiaoman seemed to only then realize what they were about to do, and lowered her head in a fluster.

"I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

Lu Chengye withdrew his hand from the tree trunk, his brows furrowing.

What are you doing here?

This is a high-end resort area; normally, no students from University A would come here.

Lin Xiaoman raised her face, and a smile appeared on her pure and fair face.

"I happen to have a part-time job today; the hotel gets crowded on weekends."

The barbecue area was short-handed tonight, so I came over.

She spoke casually, but her voice still trembled slightly at the end.

"It's not far anyway, and if I can work a few more hours, the salary will be a bit higher."

The mountain wind carried the astringent scent of grass and trees.

Lin Xiaoman's stray hairs brushed against her cheeks, giving her a pitiful and broken look.

"My mom needs to pay medical bills again next week, and Xiao Jie's tutoring center is also urging us to pay."

The foreman was very kind; he allowed me to withdraw half of my wages in advance.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she had said too much and immediately lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Jiang Li stood to the side, without saying a word.

She had seen this kind of scene far too many times in the original materials.

Lin Xiaoman is always like this.

She rarely asks people for favors directly, nor does she speak in an unpleasant way.

She would simply lay out her own situation and then preface all her refusal to help with any of it.

So even feeling sorry for someone becomes reasonable.

Lu Chengye indeed fell silent for a moment.

He stared at Lin Xiaoman's standing posture, his gaze lingering on her ankles.

There was still a bandage wrapped around it.

"Is your foot injury healed?"

Lin Xiaoman, like a startled deer, hastily retreated.

As a result, he forgot that his right foot couldn't bear weight, and as soon as his heel touched the ground, he gasped in pain and staggered to the side.

Lu Chengye strode forward, grabbed Lin Xiaoman's arm, and pulled her steady.

The two were very close together.

Lin Xiaoman blushed and broke free from his hand.

"It's alright, Senior Lu."

She shook her head repeatedly.

"It's just a minor injury, it doesn't hurt anymore."

I can manage. I definitely can't let a small problem delay the supervisor's work at a time like this, otherwise they won't call me next time.

Hearing these words, Lu Chengye felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a blunt object, his heart feeling heavy and blocked.

He was used to seeing those pretentious and affected rich heiresses in the circle.

Even a minor scratch makes them cry and scream.

But this girl in front of me, despite being in so much pain that her forehead was covered in cold sweat, insisted that she was fine.

"How much money are you short?"

Lu Chengye's expression darkened, and he took out his phone from his pocket.

"I'll give it to you. Don't do these menial jobs like waiting tables. Focus on healing your injury first."

Lin Xiaoman suddenly looked up, her eyes were completely red, and tears were welling up in them.

She stubbornly gritted her teeth, refusing to let a tear fall.

"No need, senior."

She straightened her back, her voice carrying an undeniable sense of self-respect.

"Although my family isn't well-off, I don't want to owe anyone too much, even if..."

P.S. (The author has a note!)