Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Four bodyguards in black suits and a special assistant with his head bowed stood outside the door.

The assistant didn't dare to look into the room at all, his gaze fixed on the tips of his leather shoes.

A faint, ambiguous scent filled the air. Having been by Shen Yan's side for many years,

He never imagined that one day he would smell this kind of odor at the boss's door.

"Has it been investigated?"

Shen Yan spoke, her voice frosty.

"It's been investigated."

The assistant handed over a tablet computer with both hands.

"The drinks were switched from the second floor; it was the Huo family who did it."

The waiter has been brought under control, and the source of the medication has been traced to half its origin.

Shen Yan took the tablet and slid her fingertips across the screen.

"That woman."

The assistant tensed his back and spoke faster.

"The girl's name is Jiang Li, and she is a junior at University A."

She works part-time in the back office of this bar.

We checked all the surveillance footage, and it's clear she was chasing a cat all the way up to the top floor.

After a pause, the assistant added a sentence.

"No evidence was found that she had any connection with her rivals."

Upon hearing this, the data page on the tablet was swiped open with a finger.

Shen Yan skipped over the statements of the people who drugged her and opened the file with Jiang Li's name on it.

The files were very clean.

It was so clean it was almost laughable.

He grew up in an orphanage, had excellent grades, and lived a very simple life.

The most striking record is that all her part-time income...

The vast majority of the money was transferred to the account of a man named Gu Ze.

Gu Ze is her childhood sweetheart and boyfriend.

In other words, this woman came to work as a cleaner in this kind of mixed-race bar in order to support other men.

Shen Yan stared at the name on the screen for a long time.

His thin lips carried a mocking tone.

madness.

They are treated like ATMs, their value is exploited, and they even act like they're willingly and shamelessly doing so.

To support a man who uses her money to please other women—her taste is that bad?

No wonder he chased a cat all the way to his room.

He turned off the screen with his finger and casually tossed the tablet to his assistant.

Their identities were verified, proving that this was indeed just an absurd coincidence.

This woman is not a carefully cultivated vessel; she is merely a foolish rabbit that has strayed into someone else's territory.

The intense killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided, but the wariness stemming from his naturally suspicious nature remained.

He turned and went back to the bedroom.

Jiang Li, lying on the large bed, tightly gripped the quilt, wrapped herself up, and huddled in the corner of the bedside.

Strands of hair were scattered messily around her face, and five clear finger marks on her neck had turned bluish-purple.

Her trembling shoulders made her look just like a small flower ravaged by a rainstorm.

As he approached, she immediately shrank back.

Shen Yan looked down at her from his high position.

How did this body bloom beneath him last night?

Why was she crying and begging for mercy while clinging to him so tightly?

Those images are as clear as if they were branded.

His gaze fell on her bitten red lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

This is truly unbelievable.

Even though he knew perfectly well that this woman was utterly foolish, he still found himself drawn to her body.

There was no nausea or discomfort from any obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

But he would never allow anyone to become his weakness.

Today, he can lose control due to an accident; tomorrow, this woman could become someone else's leverage against him.

He doesn't need such uncontrollable factors.

Shen Yan knew he shouldn't keep her.

All dangers should be dealt with thoroughly.

But when his fingertips touched the warm skin on the side of her neck, he remembered how she had nestled in his arms last night, her soft voice telling him to stop.

She's very delicate.

It's also very soft.

Shen Yan withdrew her hand.

Jiang Li immediately pulled the blanket up to cover her chin, leaving only her wet eyes showing.

"Sir, may I leave now?"

That was a very careful question.

Shen Yan looked at her but did not answer.

Jiang Li added another sentence,

"I promise I won't say anything. Last night... I'll pretend nothing happened last night."

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

That sounds too much like someone who's heartless and cruel.

As expected, Shen Yan's expression darkened further.

"Pretend nothing happened?"

Jiang Li felt uneasy under his gaze.

"What I mean is, I won't cause you any trouble."

"Do you think you haven't caused enough trouble?"

"..."

She couldn't refute that.

It's because she had such a good time eating last night.

Although the start was forced, the process was absurd, and the ending was almost choked to death.

Objectively speaking, it was indeed the best meal she had ever had in her two lifetimes.

[Baby, make an expression.]

【I know. 】

Jiang Li immediately lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Shen Yan stared at her for a few seconds.

She was very well-behaved when she apologized, tucking her shoulders into the blanket.

Her hair, which had been messed up last night, had dried and smelled faintly of fragrance, making her face appear even more harmless.

If it weren't for those strange feelings, she really would have seemed like an unlucky part-time worker who had wandered in by mistake.

But Shen Yan didn't believe in coincidences.

Especially in him.

"Bring the card in."

The person outside the door immediately responded.

Not long after, the door opened a crack.

The subordinate kept his head down the whole time, only placing a black bank card on the low cabinet by the door, not daring to even glance out of the corner of his eye.

"Sir, you're stuck here."

"go out."

The door closed again.

Jiang Li stared at the card, somewhat bewildered.

Shen Yan got up and casually pulled her bathrobe tighter.

Her broad shoulders and narrow waist gave her a powerful presence in the morning light; the fabric clung to her shoulders and back, yet the firm lines below were still visible.

Jiang Li glanced at it without any self-respect, then quickly looked away.

[Honey, you're still watching at a time like this.]

What's wrong with taking one last look? I'm taking the money and leaving soon; I might not see it again.

That makes sense, so let's take a closer look.

Shen Yan walked to the low cabinet, picked up the card, turned around and threw it on the bedside.

The card fell onto the quilt with a very soft sound.

Jiang Li looked at the card, then at him.

Shen Yan's expression was indifferent, and his tone was as calm as if he were processing a document.

"Here's a million. What happened last night is best kept to yourself."