Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

A series of steady footsteps came from outside the corridor, and high-end handmade leather shoes made a slight friction sound on the precious solid wood floor.

The rhythm of each step was so precise it felt like it was striking her heart.

Jiang Li's spine stiffened, and a thin layer of cold sweat immediately seeped out from her back.

The sound of the door hinges turning was exceptionally clear in the quiet, sealed room.

The heavy, soundproof door was pushed open wider by a large hand, and the scent of cool wood mingled with the familiar aroma of leather.

Like an extremely oppressive trap, it covered everything.

A low, husky male voice rang out from less than three steps behind him.

"You saw it?"

Jiang Li turned around stiffly, as if she had been acupunctured.

Shen Yan stood at the door.

He was still wearing that black lounge shirt, the collar casually open, revealing his sexy and strong collarbone.

His long, sturdy legs were casually crossed, and his tall, upright figure completely blocked out the light from the doorway.

The man pushed hard against the metal door with his backhand.

The heavy blast door slammed shut in front of the two men, cutting off their only escape route.

The motion-sensor lights in the room illuminated the man's face, making his features appear angular.

The faint old scar on his brow bone, under the play of light and shadow, exuded a fierce, awakened aura of a wild beast.

There wasn't a trace of awkwardness or embarrassment at being caught in those dark, narrow eyes.

Instead, it surged with an extremely dangerous, devouring desire.

Jiang Li subconsciously took half a step back, her slender back slamming directly against the hard, cold bulletproof glass.

"You...you've finished your meeting?"

She only realized her voice was so soft and trembling when she opened her mouth that she had completely forgotten her usual coquettish skills.

Shen Yan strode over with his long legs.

His tall and strong body exuded an absolute sense of size and oppression, completely enveloping her in shadow.

The man's gaze was fixed on her flushed ears and her bright, round eyes that shimmered with moisture.

He didn't answer her question at all, but instead stretched out his large, bony hand and placed it over her thin shoulder.

A crisp click sounded.

He reached out and turned on all the lights in the room.

The light suddenly brightened, and those shameful objects were presented to the two of them more clearly and three-dimensionally.

Jiang Li stood frozen in place.

The man behind her pressed up to her.

His arm went around her waist.

Rough palms, burning hot, pressed directly against the soft side of the waist.

His chest was broad and firm, and his body heat emanated through the thin fabric of his clothes.

Shen Yan lowered his head, his hot breath hitting Jiang Li's fair neck, his voice carrying an undisguised obsession.

"Mrs. Shen, do you like my collection?"

His large hand caressed the curve of his waist with an aggressive and oppressive force.

Jiang Li tried to appear calm.

But her thick eyelashes fluttered rapidly a few times, the frequency of her blinks revealing her guilty conscience completely.

Shen Yan lowered her eyelashes.

The man's gaze fell on her flushed earlobes, and he spoke in a low, husky voice.

"Scared?"

Jiang Li shrank her neck.

"When did you do these things behind my back?" she muttered softly.

"When you weren't paying attention."

Shen Yan did not let go of her.

He took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist and forcefully led her to the first glass display case.

The torn dress was hanging inside.

We were at the movie theater that night.

Shen Yan rested his chin on the top of her head, his chest vibrating with the frequency of his speech.

"This is the first time I was certain that I couldn't let you go, and I left this message."

His rough fingertips pressed heavily on her waist through the fabric of her nightgown.

"I can't stand it being touched by other people."

"What I can't bear is that I'm the only one who remembers what happened that night."

Jiang Li was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground. She raised her hand to cover the man's mouth.

"Stop talking."

The image of sitting in the last row of the movie theater that night flashed into my mind.

The man, like a starving beast, kneaded her into a puddle of water.

[Baby, help!]

The system's cow-cat was howling loudly in the consciousness space.

It had already run out on its own when Shen Yan opened the door.

You have to understand that this man has grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and thrown it out the door countless times, so it's already quite self-aware.

He's usually as taciturn as a block of iron, but when he speaks sweet nothings, they're like knives, each one piercing straight to the heart!

Shut up, I can't take it anymore either!

Jiang Li's palm was kissed by the man's warm lips.

The itch traveled from my palm straight to my heart.

Shen Yan grasped her wrist, pulled her hand down, and led her to the next cabinet.

He pointed to the tattered nightgown.

"This is what you wore when you first moved into the hillside villa, and I tore it."

Finally, his gaze fell on the few strands of hair tied with red ribbons.

"This was taken off the bed after you fell asleep."

Each word was spoken in a low, hoarse voice.

Jiang Li raised her head and looked at the man's strong jawline.

She initially felt incredibly ashamed.

But hearing these words made me feel differently.

These strange and unusual collectibles have nothing to do with perverted desires.

That's all evidence of a powerful person who stands at the top of the pyramid, always having the final say, repeatedly losing control.

It was a source of his anxiety and insecurity, a way for him to confirm her real existence.

Shen Yan led her to a stop in front of a wall of surveillance cameras that was flashing blue light.

The area where she was active was shown on dozens of screens.

"Jiang Li, you have no idea how scared I was."

The man tightened his arms, holding her tightly in his embrace.

"I'm afraid you'll get tired of me one day and run away, or that you'll be targeted by those enemies who want me dead."

His breathing became rapid, and he cupped the back of her head with his large hands, pressing her face against his chest.

"I'm more afraid of getting old and not being able to keep you."

"This is the only way I can confirm, over and over again, that you're still in my territory."

"You live in this villa on the hillside."

Jiang Li listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

The thumping sounds were filled with his suppressed fear.

My heart softened completely.

She raised her hand and wrapped it around his firm, narrow waist.

They still had to maintain a facade of politeness.

"Shen Yan, you're the best at scaring people." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight nasal tone.

"If I were a little more timid, I would have run away long ago."

Shen Yan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling the sweet, milky scent of pear blossoms.

"I know," the man replied in a low voice, his breath hot.

"That's why I've never dared to let you see it."

He pressed his lips against her ear, his thin lips brushing against her delicate earlobe.

"But I want you to know that I've never had a fleeting infatuation with you."

"Jiang Li, you are the only person in my life I want to hide from the world, yet I also want the whole world to know about."

She's the person I think about all the time, the person I don't want to be apart from.

The blunt and shameless love confessions left Jiang Li feeling weak all over.

When a suit-wearing thug gets paranoid, it's impossible to handle him.

Shame, anger, and heartache intertwined, burning away her reason.

With red eyes, Jiang Li tilted her head back and bit down on the man's prominent Adam's apple.

She wanted him to shut up and stop saying those unsettling things.

The teeth touched that fragile, sensitive cartilage.

The man's neck was taut, like a fully drawn bow.

Her Adam's apple bobbed violently between her lips and teeth.

Jiang Li was startled and tried to back away.

Shen Yan didn't give her a chance to escape at all.

His large hand moved downwards, supporting her round and perky breasts, and lifted her up forcefully.

He pulled her into his arms.