Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

But Jiang Li is not the original owner.

Having traversed three worlds, she had experienced love from someone as violent and obsessive as Shen Yan.

She was cherished by Pei Shiheng with such restrained affection, and she was entangled with Zhou Chiye from her youth to old age.

Every man she had ever met was someone who stood at the very top of the pyramid.

So when she looked up at the figure upstairs, after the initial shock subsided, she quickly came to her senses.

He's really handsome.

That aura and physique, even from this distance, made my heart race.

[Baby! Baby! Alert for high-quality men!]

The system finally came to its senses in her mind.

The scan results are in!

Let me read out this person's stats to you:

He is 195cm tall, has a body fat percentage of 12%, the highest hormone level on the entire ship, and muscle density comparable to that of a professional fighter!

This person has maxed out everything, whether it's financial resources, martial prowess, intelligence, or genetic attributes.

He had the highest overall scores of all the men I scanned.

Jiang Li: "…………"

[The system.]

【Um? 】

That's my older brother.

The system froze for two seconds.

【……Oh. 】

Another second passed.

That's alright then, never mind.

"Could you please check the family tree before scanning?"

[She's just too excited! Besides, aren't you a fake heiress? We're not related by blood!]

Jiang Li's temple throbbed twice.

She took a deep breath and looked up at Deck 6 again.

The figure upstairs seemed to be looking in my direction. Did it see my younger sister?

Jiang Li thought for a moment.

In the original story, something bad will happen to this cruise ship.

Although the system said it was a minor matter, the original owner was indeed injured.

Now that I've transmigrated here, what if a butterfly effect occurs, and a minor injury accidentally turns into a serious one?

Or, if you're really unlucky, you might just die instantly, which would be a truly unjust death.

If I could get closer to the older brother, at least I'd have someone to rely on.

"Tongzi, do you think I should say hello to my elder brother?"

You're asking me? Of course I do!

Look at the bodyguards around him; they're obviously armed.

Isn't following him better than running naked yourself?

[...What does "streaking" even mean? Watch your words.]

[I mean, in a security sense, streaking! Don't overthink it!]

Jiang Li tidied her long hair, which had been ruffled by the sea breeze, looked up, and gave a bright smile to the people upstairs.

She raised her hand and waved gently in the man's direction.

The movements were natural and unhurried.

She waved like a little girl, with a hint of coquetry, without the timidity and shrinking of the original owner.

Li Xinyue was completely shocked.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing!"

"Say hello, he's my older brother, it's normal for me to say hello to my brother, right?"

"Didn't you used to be too afraid to even look at him?"

Jiang Li smiled but didn't explain.

At this moment, the other people by the pool also came to their senses and looked at her with shocked expressions, as if to say, "How dare you!"

Deck6.

Jiang Chenyan stood by the balcony railing.

He had just finished a transoceanic phone call, and his gaze had been aimlessly fixed on the seascape below.

Then he saw her.

A corner of her white gauze blouse was lifted by the sea breeze, revealing her slender, fair arms.

The girl was looking up at him, the sunlight shining on her face, her small nose like a jade bead, and her lips rosy.

She waved at him, even flashing a sickeningly sweet smile.

Her movements were natural and uninhibited, with a soft, affectionate quality, like a fearless kitten rubbing against someone.

Jiang Chenyan's breathing became erratic.

His heartbeat became exceptionally clear at that moment, as if something had gently bumped against his ribs.

But he quickly regained his senses.

A beautiful face, a young and delicate body, plus this reckless seduction.

In the bloody and bleak world he had lived in for so many years, he had seen far too many women like this.

They wanted to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy, and to get into their bed.

Even though he has severe mysophobia and would throw away his coat if someone even touched it, women still flocked to him.

Whether the drugs were delivered openly to the room or secretly administered, without exception, they all had only one purpose.

The temperature in Jiang Chenyan's eyes dropped to freezing point.

He personally extinguished that inexplicable flutter of the heart.

Instead, there was a deep-seated restlessness.

So this woman.

Who arranged it?

What bothered him was not that someone was testing him.

What annoyed him was that he was momentarily distracted by that smile.

As for the Jiang family's younger sister?

This option wasn't even in Jiang Chenyan's mind.

He only goes back to China once a year.

Every time I go back, that so-called younger sister shrinks into the corner of the sofa like a quail, not even daring to lift her head.

So he didn't remember what she looked like at all.

He was already estranged from his family; aside from sending money, he even had his assistant choose the gifts for him.

His face was cold and hard as he turned and left.

Special assistant Cen Zhou quickly followed.

His gaze, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, swept discreetly downstairs.

I happened to see a girl wearing a white blouse standing by the pool with her face upturned.

As an all-around assistant, he is responsible for maintaining the husband's interpersonal relationships.

He recognized the girl downstairs.

He had met Jiang Li, the young lady of the Jiang family, a few times.

However, this time when they met, this young lady not only became more beautiful, but also much bolder, daring to smile at the gentleman.

Cen Zhou looked at the gentleman walking ahead, whose aura was extremely low.

He took off his suit jacket and threw it to the bodyguard behind him, and he also loosened his tie.

His broad back was taut, exuding a menacing aura that kept strangers at bay.

A line of comments flashed through Cen Zhou's mind:

Not only is the husband completely ruthless towards his relatives, but he also ignores his sister. His cold-heartedness is beyond saving.

Cen Zhou silently labeled her husband as cold-blooded and ruthless in her heart.

But he has a strong sense of boundaries.

Since the master has chosen to ignore his sister, he, as the special assistant, should of course pretend to be deaf and dumb and not say a word.

Downstairs, Deck 5.

Jiang Li raised her hand and waved, but before she could even utter the words "Big Brother," her lips were already parted.

The man turned around without looking back.

His sharply tailored back disappeared into the deck corridor, clean and efficient, without the slightest pause.

Jiang Li's hand froze in mid-air.

The sea breeze blew by, making her raised arm feel a little cool.

"...Didn't he see me?"

Jiang Li muttered to herself, feeling a little embarrassed.

Li Xinyue blinked and patted her shoulder:

"Maybe they just didn't see you?"

"After all, it's on a different floor, and there are so many people here."

"Maybe something's wrong!"

Look at the bodyguards and assistants around him; it's obvious he's going to discuss business.

"A big shot like your older brother must have a packed schedule; he wouldn't have time to come over and chat."

The girl with the ponytail also chimed in.

Chen Ziheng nodded in agreement: "Your older brother is overseas most of the year, does he come back only once a year?"

People like this have their time measured in minutes; it's perfectly normal that they don't have time for small talk.

Jiang Li thought about it and felt it made sense.

"That's true. My older brother is a very busy man. He can only see his family once a year during the Chinese New Year."

In the original owner's memory, this older brother was indeed the type who was extremely busy.

Even when I go home for the Chinese New Year, I only stay for a day or two before leaving again.

Even when speaking to family members, I use a businesslike tone, as if saying even a single extra word is a waste.

She shouldn't have tried so hard to get a response from someone who didn't reciprocate.