Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

After secretly rolling her eyes, Jiang Rangrang looked up at the obviously depressed young boy in front of her and sighed silently.

The male lead is still too authoritative, even if he's just a minor character.

888's advice:

[Host, try to think positively. Right now, you're just like siblings, but your feelings might change as you grow up.]

Jiang Rangrang: ...

[888, listen to me, try to comfort others less in the future.]

Don't force yourself onto a track that's not right for you.

Jiang Rangrang shook their clasped hands: "Brother, are you angry? I'll sleep with you, don't be angry."

Jiang Rangrang came up with another script for herself.

That is, a seven-year-old orphan girl who is all alone and has just arrived in the city, living under someone else's roof, and can only have a good life if she listens to her brother.

A faint light flashed in Allist's eyes; he hadn't grasped her script at all.

The excitement of knowing that only she was willing to sleep in the same room as him.

The corners of his mouth turned up almost imperceptibly. The usually expressionless man was finally changing because of someone.

"Okay, I'll take good care of you."

Jiang Rangrang: ...

She eventually ate dinner, but the meal made Jiang Rangrang feel uncomfortable both mentally and physically.

She only likes to eat hot meals. As for cold food, she only accepts cold dishes and fruit.

She couldn't stand the fact that there wasn't a single hot dish on the table.

Night fell completely, and the vast castle was enveloped in the tranquil darkness.

On the second floor of the castle, in Alister's room, two children lay side by side on a large, soft bed, a rather heartwarming scene.

Jiang Rangrang fell asleep instantly, while Allister was wide awake.

He just felt very happy and blissful, and then he really wanted to touch him.

In the end, he couldn't resist and carefully turned to pull the little person tightly into his arms.

After doing all this, he felt a sense of security, as if he had completely protected her within his own exclusive territory.

The boy's tense nerves, which had been taut all day, finally relaxed. Holding the soft girl in his arms, sleepiness gradually crept in.

He used to have no favorite people or things, and he couldn't understand what other people liked or loved.

The moment he saw her today, his heart kept urging him to get closer to her and have her.

Through his efforts, he got it; for the first time in his life, he had the person he loved and wanted.

Only today did he realize how happy and fulfilling it is to have what you love.

I feel satisfied even with the effort I put in.

He would take good care of his little sister, who could only rely on him, stay with him, and belong to him alone.

Alister was sleepy, but he kept his deep blue eyes open, staring intently at her lovely sleeping face.

His gaze was terrifyingly focused, and he only slowly closed his eyes when he could no longer resist the drowsiness.

I slept without any dreams.

The next morning, as dawn broke, the golden sunlight streamed through the window into the cozy and luxurious bedroom, but stopped at the bedside, blocked by the bed curtains.

The two children, nestled together in bed, were sleeping soundly.

At this point, Allist woke up first; his biological clock was very punctual.

He opened his deep blue eyes, and his first reaction was to tighten his arms, holding the little girl in his arms even tighter, and then lower his head to rub the top of her head.

Looking at my adorable little sister sleeping soundly in my arms, her soft little face glowing pink, I wanted to take a bite.

He then became unhappy, and a sense of reluctance welled up inside him.

Because he has to go to class at the academy today.

The thought of leaving her for an entire day, leaving her alone in the huge house, filled Alister with reluctance and worry that she would be mistreated.

For the first time in his life, he had the thought of not wanting to go to school.

He gazed quietly at her sleeping face, his fingertips gently stroking her soft, smooth hair with the utmost tenderness, reluctant to get up.

Only when there was a knock on the door did he reluctantly and very gently release his arms and carefully get up.

After tidying himself up, he returned to the bedside, looked at her for a while, and then turned around and pushed open the door to leave the bedroom.

Downstairs in the restaurant, Allist was having breakfast, but the aura he exuded made it clear to anyone that he was unhappy.

Jiang Rangrang woke up naturally.

A good night's sleep made her feel refreshed, and when she opened her eyes, she was all alone in bed.

She slowly climbed out of the soft bed, and just as she stretched, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Several maids entered, carrying toiletries and brand-new clothes, their manner respectful and gentle.

"Miss, you're awake? Let us help you wash and get dressed."

"Okay." Jiang Rangrang was already used to being taken care of by others, and now she especially knew how to enjoy her good fortune.

The maids, having received their reply, gently and meticulously helped her wash, comb her hair, and change into an exquisite princess dress.

Her long, black hair was braided into a loose plait, with a ribbon adorned with pearls woven into it.

Her braids hanging down her back made her eyebrows and eyes appear even more delicate and lively, like a carefully sculpted porcelain doll.

After she was ready, the maid led her downstairs to the dining room for breakfast.

The long dining table was filled with an elaborate but bland Western breakfast: cold salad, jam bread, baked beans, cold oatmeal, and several plates of delicate cream desserts.

The food was all white, and it looked exquisite and appealing, but it made my stomach feel cold.

Jiang Rangrang looked at the table full of food and instantly lost her appetite. Her lips drooped slightly, and she felt a strong sense of resistance.

She really couldn't take it anymore after eating these cold, bland foods for two meals in a row.

She refuses to compromise herself!

Jiang Rangrang put down the small silver spoon in her hand, looked up at Lina waiting to the side, and said in a childish voice:

"Aunt Lina, I am Chinese, and I want to eat the food from my hometown."

Upon hearing this, Lina quickly said, "I'm sorry, miss, the chef doesn't know how to cook Chinese food."

The butler, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss, please give me some time. I will immediately send someone to find a chef who can cook Chinese cuisine."

"No need for that."

Jiang Rangrang immediately waved her hand, her face full of obedience and understanding: "I remember how to make the dishes in my hometown. I can tell the chef how to make them."

"Of course, I'll do whatever you say, Miss."

So, under Jiang Rangrang's clear and detailed instructions, the Western chef made Chinese-style braised beef and fried dough sticks.

The braised beef is fragrant, tender, and flavorful, with an enticing reddish-brown color.

Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the original flavored fried dough is steaming hot and has a wonderful aroma.

The rich aroma filled the entire restaurant, making all the servants and waiters secretly swallow their saliva.

She asked Lina to take a portion of the beef and patties to Samuel, then sat down and started eating. Finally getting a hot meal, she ate a bit more.

After a satisfying meal, I felt completely relaxed.

The vast castle was magnificent and spacious, with servants performing their duties in a quiet that was almost eerily quiet.

It is said that Samuel went out after breakfast, and there was no master to supervise her in the entire castle. She was the only one who made the decisions.

With nothing to do, Jiang Rangrang suddenly remembered that this was a magical world, and she could learn magic!