Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

When the lights are turned on, a whole walk-in closet comes into view.

It's bigger than the house she rented in her previous life.

The left side is filled with dresses arranged by color, from light beige to misty blue to serene black, the fabric hanging down, as neat as some kind of expensive display case.

On the right are coats and overcoats, separated by thickness and season, with matching scarves and gloves placed next to them.

Jewelry was displayed in the glass case in the middle, with soft lighting. The gems and metals lay quietly, and you could tell they were very expensive without even touching them.

The shoe cabinet takes up the entire wall.

The same goes for the cabinets.

The most outrageous thing is that there is a row of loungewear and nightgowns near the window.

Jiang Li walked in, touched one of the light-colored nightgowns with her finger, and then quickly withdrew it.

It's like they're afraid of getting it dirty.

[Tongzi, is this a dress-up game for rich people?]

Is this a room I can stay in?

The black and white cat crouched in her lap, its ears perked up, watching intently.

[Baby, Shen Yan, this living ATM, really knows how to provide for others' needs for happiness.]

Jiang Li suppressed a laugh and turned to look at the shoe cabinet.

Each pair of shoes had a small card attached to the bottom.

All the sizes are hers.

Even the heel height is clearly distinguished, suitable for daily commutes, banquets, shopping, and indoor slippers.

She even prepared several pairs of slippers—some fluffy, some satin, some with small pearls—laid out for her to choose from.

It's hard for Jiang Li not to be tempted.

In the past, when she browsed shopping apps, she only dared to add pretty dresses to her favorites, and then hesitate for a long time when they were on sale.

These things are now laid out in front of her, as if urging her to stop pretending and be happy.

[Tongzi, I'm starting to think I can forgive Shen Yan's controlling nature.]

[Honey, what about principles?]

[What are the principles? Is it safe to eat?]

That makes sense.

Jiang Li walked to the blue area and her gaze fell on a light blue dress.

The dress was hung separately; the material was very light, and when the light shone on it, it looked like water shimmering on the fabric.

She took it off and held it up to her face.

The waistline is beautifully cinched, but the skirt is very soft; it should sway gently with every step.

Jiang Li looked at herself in the mirror, and her eyes brightened.

The next moment, she looked down at herself, who had just finished eating.

"Tongzi, take a shower first!"

The cow cat looks up.

"Baby, I'm a cat now."

Jiang Li was very serious.

Cats need baths too.

Cats typically don't like water.

[When you were eating fish puree just now, you were just an ordinary cat.]

The black and white cat remained silent.

【Baby, I suggest you stop wavering on the issue of system dignity.】

Jiang Li pretended not to hear and took the cat into the bathroom.

After pushing the door open, Jiang Li remained silent for a few seconds.

The bathtub was ridiculously large, with rows of fragrances and personal care products placed next to it.

The towels were neatly folded, and even the cat's bath products were prepared.

Jiang Li stood at the door, holding a cat.

Why did he even prepare something for the cat?

【Baby, Shen Yan can even arrange the soup temperature for your dinner, what's a cat meal compared to that?】

Rich people are really scary.

It smells very good too.

The bathroom has no extra facilities.

Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the information.

No matter how strong Shen Yan's desire for control is, there are still basic boundaries.

She placed the black and white cat next to the sink and whispered a threat, "Don't run around."

The cow cat flicked its tail.

This system is a mature system.

Ten minutes later, the mature system, its fur half-soaked with water, squatted in the towel, its round face looking noticeably smaller.

Jiang Li laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

[Honey, if you laugh again, this system will record how many times you checked your waist in the mirror.]

Jiang Li turned on the hair dryer.

【Shut up.】

When Jiang Li came out of the shower, she was still warm.

She changed into a light blue dress and stood in front of the full-length mirror in the dressing room.

The dress fit her better than she had imagined.

The shoulder straps are thin, the neckline is restrained, but the exposed shoulders and neck are excessively clean.

The person in the mirror had fair, clean skin, and the waistline was gently cinched by the skirt.

Her skirt swayed gently with her movements, as if it had fallen from the shimmering water.

She looked like a butterfly floating on shimmering water.

Jiang Li raised her hand and touched her earlobe, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Tongzi, I think I'm kind of good-looking."

The black and white cat lay on the soft stool, its dried fur fluffy.

"Baby, be more confident. You're beautiful; Shen Yan will go crazy seeing you."

Ginger, pear, and ear root generate heat.

Don't talk nonsense, he's currently on a business trip abroad.

Distance doesn't stop a man from going crazy.

Meanwhile, in a European hotel suite spanning several time zones.

Having just finished an intense transoceanic meeting, Shen Yan leaned back on the sofa and loosened two buttons on her collar.

The sleeves of the cool-toned shirt were rolled up to the forearms, revealing the prominent wrist bones and the clean-lined, muscular forearms.

He picked up the tablet next to him and opened the screen showing the villa on the hillside.

In the video, the little girl is holding a cat. When she hears him say he has to go on a business trip for a week, she lowers her eyes and looks very well-behaved.

But her expression clearly relaxed.

Shen Yan stared at the screen for a few seconds.

You heartless bastard.

She seemed quite at ease without me around.

But in the next scene, Jiang Li saw the photo of Gu Ze and Bai Yuan and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Her eyes were bright, and she tried to press her lips down, but in the end, she couldn't maintain her composure.

Shen Yan paused in her chair-back position.

The coldness that had been pressing down on his brows and eyes dissipated somewhat.

He thought she would soften her heart.

He also thought that she might think his methods were too harsh.

But in the picture, Jiang Li's eyes are crinkled with laughter.

Shen Yan looked at her like this and gently brushed the edge of the screen with her fingertip.

It seems they really don't want Gu Ze anymore.

The scene then shifts to a restaurant.

She sat upright at the dining table, eating with refined manners, while the plates were changed again and again.

They ate each bite with utmost focus, their cheeks puffing out from chewing, radiating vibrant energy.

Shen Yan stared at her for a long time, his gaze lingering on her lips moistened by the hot soup before shifting away.

"Prepare something to eat."

The assistant was visibly stunned upon hearing the instruction.

Mr. Shen has always maintained a regular schedule and lacks enthusiasm for eating, especially at this time of day, when he almost never eats anything extra.

Ten minutes later, the food cart was pushed in.

Shen Yan sat at the table, originally intending to just have a quick bite.

But the ginger and pear in the tablet also had a piece of grouper, and its eyes lit up like a coaxed little animal.

Shen Yan lowered her head and took a bite.

A dozen minutes later, the plate was empty.

This man, who is usually very disciplined with his diet, ate until he was stuffed, which is unusual for him.

The assistant watched silently, then quietly looked away.

Even someone as self-disciplined as Master Shen, to the point of being harsh, was led to eat until he was stuffed by Miss Jiang.

No one would believe this if I told them.

Shen Yan stood up expressionlessly and went to the side to do low-intensity strength training.

As the shirt stretched, it clung tightly to the broad back, and the shoulder and back muscles bulged out with explosive lines through the fabric.

The assistant wisely left the room, deciding to keep the matter to himself.

When Shen Yan sat back on the sofa and picked up her tablet, the screen switched to the second-floor corridor.

Jiang Li carried the cat into the bathroom.

The door closed, and the video feed was abruptly cut off.

Shen Yan paused, leaning back in his chair, his narrow eyes fixed on the black area.

After a while, the man's jawline tightened.

He certainly wouldn't put a surveillance camera in the bathroom.

He simply couldn't stand that the cat could brazenly follow her inside.

Even knowing it was just a beast, the anxiety of having one's territory invaded still spread throughout one's body.

This black and white cat is really an eyesore.

After an unknown amount of time, the screen finally showed some movement.