Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The assistant nodded immediately.

"Yes, Miss Jiang said she will no longer like Gu Ze."

The oppressive atmosphere in the office has lessened somewhat.

Shen Yan lowered his eyes to look at the documents, his thin lips pursed, his expression still indifferent.

His assistant had been with him for many years, and it was clear that the man was in a good mood.

At least the aura of someone who was about to be dealt with has lessened considerably.

Immediately afterwards, the assistant handed over the tablet, which displayed the chaotic and disorderly comments on the school forum.

The assistant even breathed very softly, afraid of offending the person in power.

The boss is most averse to others touching his things.

He cannot tolerate the people he protects being thrown into the mud and left to be judged by others.

"Have you found out?"

His deep, cold voice echoed in the empty office, conveying a terrifying sense of oppression befitting a person in a superior position.

The assistant quickly bowed his head and began to report.

"The account that posted the message was tracked by the network technology department's IP address."

All those involved have been identified.

"In addition, Gu Ze also verbally attacked Miss Jiang at the school gate."

The pen struck the solid wood tabletop with an extremely crisp sound.

Shen Yan leaned back in his chair, his sharp jawline taut.

A cold, emotionless laugh curled from his thin lips.

They actually dared to use those dirty words on Jiang Li.

Even the slender waist that he pressed slightly harder...

How could such a little thing, who would whimper softly and beg for mercy with red eyes, bear such grievances?

I recall her peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of timidity and ingratiation.

And last night, the incredibly supple and wonderful feel of that body nestled in my palm.

The lingering effects of the dual sensory enhancement seem to still be coursing through my veins.

That barely suppressed primal desire rekindled once more.

The firm muscles of his thighs stretched unconsciously through the perfectly draped fabric of his trousers.

The surrounding air became scorching and viscous.

He stood ramrod straight, his broad shoulders and back muscles tightened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slowly.

He was clearly suppressing his violent urge to go to the school and take the person back.

He wouldn't allow anyone to make her cry, nor would he allow anyone to talk about her.

Every inch of her skin, from head to toe, along with all her joys and sorrows, belonged only to him.

His things, you have to restrain your temper and coax them to take care of them.

These ignorant fools dare to spout nonsense.

"I want those posts to disappear completely within ten minutes."

The man's tone was extremely calm, yet it conveyed an unquestionable air of authority over life and death.

"Furthermore, find out the real names of those accounts that led the way in insulting others, and send them directly to the highest levels of the school administration."

Tell the principal, and do whatever needs to be done.

The assistant quickly records the instructions.

Shen Yan spoke again.

"Gu Ze and Bai Yuan should be included as well."

He doesn't like others touching his things.

Even just using a few swear words to put Jiang Li in the public eye made him very uncomfortable.

That little swindler doesn't seem very brave. If people surround him and talk about him, he'll probably hide somewhere and cry.

Thinking of her red-rimmed eyes, yet still trying to act innocent, Shen Yan tapped her fingertip on the table.

"Has lunch been delivered?"

"It has been delivered to the school as you instructed."

The special assistant is extremely efficient.

In less than half an hour, all the posts on the forum disappeared completely.

The accounts that spread the most information were precisely located by the technical department.

Soon, Gu Ze and Bai Yuan, along with the students who had instigated the trouble, were summoned for a meeting by the school authorities.

With a swift and decisive stroke, the school immediately issued a disciplinary notice of a major demerit.

Meanwhile, in the dormitory.

Carrying several elaborately packaged food boxes, two female bodyguards with impeccable postures entered the somewhat crowded student dormitory.

The jet-black food box with its dark gold pattern was placed on the slightly chipped wooden desk.

The originally cramped and simple space seemed to be coated with the color of money.

A nutritious lunch prepared by the executive chef of a five-star hotel.

From the selection of ingredients to the ice slabs at the bottom for preservation, every detail exudes extravagance regardless of cost.

The box lid was skillfully opened by the bodyguards.

The top layer is soup.

Matsutake mushroom and fish maw stewed chicken soup has a golden and clear broth. The matsutake mushroom slices are as thin as cicada wings and float on the surface. The fish maw is soft and tender, melting in your mouth.

Jiang Li took two sips and almost bit the spoon.

The second tier is a seafood platter, served on a white porcelain plate covered with ice crystals.

Thick slices of bluefin tuna belly are arranged in a staggered pattern, with the marbling of fat as even as marble.

Next to it is a Hokkaido sea urchin, its bright yellow flesh contained in half a sea urchin shell.

The grains are plump and the color is as clean as solidified sunlight.

Further to the right are thinly sliced ​​salmon belly, whole shelled botan shrimp, and Hokkaido sweet shrimp with a translucent sheen.

There are also live Arctic surf clams and raw-eating scallop adductor muscles held on ice.

The scallop adductor muscle is cut into thick slices, with a slightly pearly sheen at the edges.

Jiang Li picked up a slice of tuna belly, dipped it in a little freshly grated wasabi and seafood soy sauce on a small plate, and eagerly put it into her mouth.

The fish melts the moment it touches the tongue, and the rich, fatty flavor wafts out from between the teeth.

It doesn't require any chewing; it just spreads out in your mouth.

In her previous life, she had only seen such things in photos on lightboxes outside Japanese restaurants, with prices starting at four figures.

[The system.]

【Um? 】

Life is worth living.

"Honey, this is called otoro. A bluefin tuna only yields a tiny piece of its belly. What you're holding in your mouth is someone else's monthly salary."

Jiang Li swallowed with her eyes closed, her expression devout.

Sea urchins are even more amazing.

She scooped up a piece with a small wooden spoon and put it in her mouth; the sweet and fresh taste was so intense it felt almost unreal.

There's not a trace of fishiness, only pure and smooth sweetness, like seawater after all impurities have been filtered out, leaving only the most essential part.

The black and white cat was squatting by the table, its tail swishing like a propeller.

"Tongzi, what a miserable life I used to live."

In her past life, she was born into an ordinary family, and her parents had a relatively harmonious relationship.

But her parents had four children, and she was the third child, neither particularly outstanding nor least important.

He was unremarkable in terms of personality, appearance, and academic performance, which made him an outsider.

It's not that her parents didn't love her, it's just that they had too many children.

She was neither the eldest child who was expected to be supported nor the youngest child who was favored; she received some care, but not much.

She didn't blame her parents for their slight favoritism; at least they didn't treat her like those parents who favored sons over daughters.

But she still wanted someone to be good to her, but she was too ordinary—ordinary family background, ordinary looks, and an ordinary job.

Not to mention finding a partner who matches one's own preferences, even having a nice meal requires a lot of mental planning.

Even when I occasionally go to eat at an affordable seafood buffet during holidays, I can only wait in line at the food pick-up area with my plate.

They devoured the thinly sliced, ordinary salmon that was so cloying after a while.

As for top-grade imported sweet shrimp, which sell for exorbitant prices per shrimp on the market, there is not even a chance to come into contact with them.

But now these top-quality ingredients are laid out in front of her as if they were free, allowing her to choose and taste them at will.