Quick Transmigration: Will Even a Foolishly Popular Person Be Forced to Love Him?

Although Zhao Wangjing and Zhao Wanghuai are twins, apart from their similar facial features, their personalities and temperaments are completely different.

People around her kept telling Yunzhi to stay away from Zhao Wanghuai, and even Yunzhi, who didn't have much contact with him, knew about his bad reputation.

"How terrifying, Second Young Master... It seems someone else has been sent to the hospital..."

"His personality is so unpredictable, it's best to stay away from him..."

Yunzhi could always hear the servants whispering in various places.

Their conversation was vague and exaggerated, which gave Yunzhi a bit of a psychological trauma.

Therefore, even before officially meeting Yun Zhi and Zhao Wanghuai, Yun Zhi was already a little afraid of him.

As expected of Zhao Wanghuai, who shares the same mother as Zhao Wangjing, he left a very bad impression on Yunzhi when they first met.

At that moment, Yun Zhi was coming out of the kitchen, her chubby face looking unusually serious, preparing to fulfill her duty as a maid and bring today's afternoon tea desserts to Zhao Wangjing.

As soon as I came out, I heard noises in the corridor.

Yunzhi subconsciously raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound.

A boy dressed in an elegant suit and with his hair neatly combed was standing looking down at a servant kneeling on the ground.

He wasn't very tall back then, and he still looked a bit childish. He looked like a cute and elegant little prince.

But the prince in fairy tales wouldn't show such a cruel expression.

"Second Young Master, I was wrong, please forgive me... I beg you, I beg you—"

The maid was bleeding from her head, but her face was full of terror. She dared not resist and could only beg for mercy.

The boy remained completely unmoved, still holding a thin ruler in his hand, his eyes revealing a chilling coldness that was completely out of character for his age.

"You bastard, who gave you permission to touch my things?"

His voice was clear and youthful, but his tone was as cold as ice.

After saying that, he ruthlessly swung the ruler down and struck the servant's hand hard.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound and the servant's scream echoed together in the empty corridor.

Yun Zhi was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and her face turned deathly pale instantly.

She instinctively took a step back, staggered, and let out a very soft gasp.

The boy suddenly stopped moving.

He turned his head, his eyes locking onto Yun Zhi, who was standing at the other end of the corridor.

Eyes facing each other.

Yun Zhi even forgot to breathe.

She stood frozen in place, too afraid to move, like a small animal being targeted by a hunter, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Zhao Wanghuai stared at her for a full five seconds, then tilted his head and smiled.

"Look what I found! A lone kitten."

Zhao Wanghuai casually tossed aside the ruler in his hand and walked slowly toward Chao Yunzhi.

"I...I didn't see anything..."

Yun Zhi's voice was exceptionally weak and pitiful. She wanted to back away, but before she could take more than a few steps, the people surrounding the boy had already blocked her way.

"Didn't see it? You're lying. Only someone whose eyes have been gouged out can say they didn't see it."

When Zhao Wanghuai walked up to Yun Zhi and pinched her cheek, Yun Zhi was already so frightened that she was about to cry.

Zhao Wanghuai looked her up and down with an almost scrutinizing gaze.

He stared at Yun Zhi for even longer than Zhao Wangjing did.

That delicate face, though young, was filled with arrogance, with a sharp edge in its eyebrows and eyes, and the way it looked at people was as if they were inanimate objects.

When he stared at Yun Zhi, his gaze was almost tangible.

"What's your name?"

He spoke, his voice still childish, with a commanding tone that carried a sense of entitlement.

"My name is Yun Zhi..."

Yun Zhi didn't dare to resist at all. Tears timidly wet her eyelashes, afraid that the boy in front of her, who had the same face as Zhao Wangjing, would hit her.

"Yun Zhi?"

"You're the one Zhao Wangjing wanted?"

Zhao Wanghuai glanced at Yun Zhi, who had pigtails and was dressed in a black and white maid outfit, paused, and said in a strange tone, "She doesn't look that great."

"Feed".

Zhao Wanghuai pinched Yun Zhi's soft little face again, and when he leaned closer to speak, his thick, dark eyelashes almost brushed against Yun Zhi.

His breath was much warmer than Zhao Wangjing's, but his words were exceptionally cold:

"What's so good about following that sickly, prematurely dying Zhao Wangjing? He won't even let you wear nice clothes. Why not come with me? What do you say?"

When he said this, Zhao Wanghuai's lips curled up high, and his eyes shone with a mixture of malice and expectation.

"If you stay by my side, I'll take good care of you, okay?"

If Zhao Wangjing hadn't suddenly appeared, Yun Zhi wouldn't have dared to imagine how he would have treated her.

When Yunzhi encountered Zhao Wanghuai again, she would often slip away after saying only a few words. Even when forced to share a room with him, Yunzhi resolutely refused to speak more than necessary.

No matter how many methods he used—threatening, coaxing, speaking kindly, speaking harshly—Yun Zhi refused to cooperate through non-violent intimidation.

He often keeps his mouth shut like a spineless mute, or acts like a wooden statue, basically ignoring him.

When has the pampered second young master ever suffered like this?

Over time, his attitude worsened.

The worse Zhao Wanghuai's attitude became, the more Yunzhi wanted to stay away from him.

Out of consideration for Zhao Wangjing, Zhao Wanghuai ultimately did nothing too outrageous towards her.

...But now Zhao Wangjing is dead.

Thinking about this, Yunzhi felt a little troubled.

She suffered from amnesia, but instinctively remembered to complete the mission according to her character, so she confessed her feelings to Zhao Wangjing.

But why did Zhao Wangjing agree to her confession?

Now it's all good...

Could it be that she's going to use her status as Zhao Wangjing's girlfriend to seduce his younger brother?

Although this would only make Zhao Wanghuai even angrier and more disgusted with her, wouldn't her fate be even more tragic than in the original story?

Yun Zhi sighed softly, feeling worried because of the plot deviating from the expected course.

Now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.

Hopefully, nothing else goes wrong...

Looking back, it was only a few seconds, but the unfamiliar driver still stood respectfully by the car waiting for her, as if Yun Zhi would remain there like a statue if she didn't speak or move.

The car windows are covered with privacy film, so people outside can't see what's going on inside.

Yun Zhi hesitated for only a moment before the black car window rolled down.

A face with deep-set brows, beginning to show signs of fading youthfulness and becoming strikingly handsome, appeared before him—it was Zhao Wanghuai.

Zhao Wanghuai, whom I hadn't seen for several days, was also wearing a black suit and leaning against the car window.

He was tall with long legs and a sharp, assertive demeanor. Even dressed in such a serious and cold black, he still looked as vibrant as a dancing flame.

At this moment, Zhao Wanghuai raised his eyebrows high, a half-smile on his face, his tone exceptionally harsh:

"Stupid Zhi, what are you doing standing outside? Afraid I'll eat you?"