Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Shen Yan paused, his gaze lingering near her flat stomach before quickly shifting away.

"And I must not be bought off by my enemies."

Each of these sentences sounds like a clause in an agreement.

Clear, indifferent, and devoid of emotion.

Jiang Li knew she should nod.

The original owner's character was a dependent, love-struck, pitiful little thing.

She couldn't appear too clear-headed, nor could she seem too calculating.

But the words "Don't bother me" still made her feel a pang of sadness.

She used to be holding onto the people she loved, but now she's already laid out the rules for when they break up.

Shen Yan is indeed very much Shen Yan.

He's so rational it makes you want to bite him.

"As long as you behave, I'll give you an extra 1 billion yuan as a breakup fee when we separate."

"System, pinch me! Ten billion!"

Even if I were dumped immediately, I would still feel that he gave me too much.

The black and white cat hooked its paws around her skirt, its long black tail swishing rapidly.

【Baby, calm down.】

This old man is clearly all talk and no action.

He's actually already attracted to you, but he's too controlling and afraid of losing control of his feelings, so he insists on using the guise of a "sugar daddy" relationship to cover it up.

Jiang Li was completely stunned by the string of numbers.

Billion.

If that day ever comes, wouldn't it be great if she could eat her way around the world and have ten or eight young, handsome men as her lovers?

If all else fails, I can always find an even better, more desirable man in the next world.

[Tongzi, was I a little sad just now?]

[Yes, it has.]

What about now?

Your sorrow is now being systematically liquidated by a billion people.

Jiang Li suppressed the wildly upturned corners of her mouth, trying her best to maintain the obedient and docile demeanor expected of a little white flower.

Her bright, watery eyes looked at the man in front of her, and she spoke softly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I'll do whatever you say."

I will absolutely not cause trouble, and I will not demand any recognition or status.

This understanding and acceptance without complaint, however, became an extremely glaring irony in Shen Yan's eyes.

The man's jawline was taut, and his deep black eyes were fixed on her beautiful face, trying to find even the slightest hint of reluctance or sadness.

Absolutely not.

She gets sad quickly, and she gets happy just as quickly.

This realization weighed heavily on his chest, causing him an indescribable sense of unease.

She didn't care about him that much.

At least he didn't care as much as he thought.

A billion dollars would make her eyes shine again.

If one day other men give her money and pretty things, will she start to see them in the same way?

A violent, nameless fire surged through his chest.

That heartless little thing.

He wanted to lash out, but looking at her delicate and docile appearance,

He forcefully suppressed his anger.

The morning sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the hillside villa, illuminating the Persian carpet.

The property, valued at 500 million, along with the black card worth 10 million, has now completed all the procedures and is officially registered under Jiang Li's name.

In a spacious and bright European-style restaurant.

The girl sitting in the dining chair was wearing a silk dress and holding a thick medical textbook in her hands.

The white jade spoon gently stirred the bird's nest in the bowl.

Silky smooth and sweet on the palate, the expensive ingredients bring an excellent taste experience.

Jiang Li swallowed the delicious taste and casually turned to a page of dry anatomical theory.

"Honey, just eating isn't enough. You have an anatomy exam next week, and your progress is worrying."

The little black and white cat darted out from around the corner of the corridor and gracefully jumped onto the empty chair next to it.

This little guy has gotten quite plump lately thanks to the housekeeper's pampering.

"What's the rush?" Jiang Li's eyes were full of contentment.

[For the sake of all this money, I'd even be willing to devour this book, which is as thick as a dictionary.]

Its long black tail flicked twice on the back of the chair.

The sugar-coated bullets of capitalists are truly powerful.

This is practically every glutton's ultimate dream.

They eat well, sleep soundly, and have a fortune in their bank account that they could never spend in several lifetimes.

However, capitalists always have to pay a price for their money.

What happened in the master bedroom of this 500 million dollar villa last night still makes her feel a lump in her throat.

Shen Yan, that old man, always tormented her to the point of near death, relying on his astonishing explosive power.

The extremely aggressive acts of possession are tinged with an inherent savagery.

The deep, restrained, and hoarse voice seemed to still linger in her ears.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the top-floor conference room of the multinational security group was so oppressive it was suffocating.

The man sitting at the head of the long table had a very imposing presence, and his dark bespoke suit was impeccably tailored.

He simply leaned back casually in the leather chair, his long, strong fingers tapping the table idly.

The department heads standing at the front were sweating profusely, and their voices trembled as they gave their reports.

The long table meeting ended abruptly, and the crowd dispersed quickly as if granted a pardon.

Only the special assistant remained in the spacious conference room, tidying up the documents with utmost care.

Shen Yan's taut jawline revealed intense irritation.

Since the sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship was established, that little thing has been incredibly well-behaved since taking the money.

The more obedient she was, the more uneasy he felt.

Back then, she was willing to work non-stop to earn money for that good-for-nothing Gu Ze, and she was willing to endure any hardship.

But when it came to him, it was only by throwing money and giving away houses that he could get those bright, sparkling eyes.

The immense emotional gap fueled a powerful surge of violent urges deep within his chest.

If this sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship ends someday.

That woman will definitely take the billion-dollar breakup fee he gave her and go find another young man without looking back.

The man's chest heaved violently a few times.

Just the thought of her possibly looking at another man with that dependent gaze she had been giving him...

This possibility instilled a sense of panic, a feeling of being out of control, in the man who had long held the power of life and death.

He didn't want to buy her obedience with money alone.

He didn't want her to always put on a pitiful, timid act in front of him.

Looking back on their terrible first encounter, he feels nothing but regret.

He forced her to have sex at gunpoint, and when he woke up the next day, he even considered killing her.

He doesn't dare to get angry at her now, for fear of scaring her away.

They were afraid that her obedient demeanor was just a facade to save her life.

He was adept at navigating the cutthroat competition among multinational conglomerates, yet he was utterly helpless when it came to winning over a woman.

How to make a woman never leave you?

A sudden, unexpected remark.

The assistant's hand, which was tidying up the tablet, trembled so badly that he almost dropped it.

Having served Master Shen for so many years, how could he not understand the implied meaning?

Master Shen is completely in deep trouble.

Not only did he get caught up in it, but he was also figuring out how to keep people locked up on his household registration.

The special assistant frantically mobilized all his knowledge to ensure the answer was accurate.

"Women typically need security, which can be divided into material and emotional aspects."

"You have already given me the ultimate material pampering."

"As for the spiritual aspect..."

The assistant secretly observed the boss's expression.

"Usually, it's an absolutely unique position, and a prestigious status."

status.

Shen Yan chewed on those two words between his teeth.

The assistant, with impeccable professionalism, handed over the tablet.

The screen was filled with information that had been compiled overnight.

From "The Psychology of Love" to "How to Make Her Devoted," and then to the analysis of several classic dramas about wealthy families' relationships.

Shen Yan instinctively rejected these fancy emotional tutorials.

A man like him, who has fought his way through countless battles, never needs to try to please anyone to keep them around.

However, his long fingers uncontrollably opened a document titled "Marriage and Absolute Possession".

It includes several images of pristine white and intricate haute couture wedding dresses.

If Jiang Li wears this, he will forever bear Shen Yan's exclusive mark.

The raging fire in my chest miraculously subsided.

The gloomy mood that had been lingering in my chest suddenly lifted.

Marriage is indeed the best way to completely cut off her escape route and lock her firmly in your territory.

But he has too many enemies, and before those shady secrets are completely cleared up...

Bringing her into the open rashly will only bring her fatal trouble.

Moreover, there is another person who needs to be cleaned up beforehand.

"I need to take care of something. Gu Ze needs to get moving."

The assistant nodded emphatically.

"Your salary will triple starting this month."

The assistant was so excited he almost knelt down, but he managed to suppress his elation and bowed repeatedly as he retreated.

The night was dark.

A black Rolls-Royce was parked outside the villa on the hillside.

Jiang Li, wearing a nightgown, lay face down on the carpet, engrossed in studying those medical diagrams.

Hearing steady footsteps approaching, she immediately looked up.

Her face was unadorned, her eyes were clear and bright, and she exuded a very faint fragrance.

Shen Yan took off her coat and threw it on the sofa.

The scent of fir trees mingled with the man's inherent aggression, enveloping him.

He looked down at the notes on the paper.

"The foundation is so poor."