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

The second young master, who had never seen anyone like this before, stared wide-eyed.

The pretty girl was trapped in the enclosed back row, her face covered in fine sweat from the stuffiness, and her small, red mouth was forced to open as she gasped for breath.

The scene was so adorable and touching that Zhao Wanghuai's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his gaze slowly revealed a look of infatuation.

"Hey," he couldn't help but lean closer, his nose nuzzling Yun Zhi's face affectionately, and he lowered his head to smell her fragrance, "Have you kissed Zhao Wangjing?"

Yun Zhi was a little annoyed by Zhao Wanghuai's frivolous attitude.

She turned her face away, her little face flushed with anger: "None of your business!"

Yunzhi felt more and more that Zhao Wanghuai had deliberately come to humiliate her, and she struggled even more fiercely.

"You jerk, let me go!"

Zhao Wanghuai remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on Yun Zhi's pursed lips, his voice growing even hoarse:

"...You've kissed, haven't you?"

"That's true, you two are so affectionate in private, how could you not have kissed?"

Zhao Wanghuai brushed the stray hairs from Yun Zhi's cheek, his tone becoming increasingly gentle, revealing undisguised malice:

"Do you seduce him like this now? Playing hard to get, acting coy, and drawing men to you."

"I'm a little curious, why don't you tell me about it?"

How did Zhao Wangjing kiss you? Would you open your mouth and let him kiss you willingly?

"Can a sickly guy like him really kiss you comfortably? Would he make an ugly face while eating your saliva?"

"Did he...? When he was holding you, did he kiss you and... fuck you at the same time?"

Zhao Wanghuai went too far, and Yun Zhi couldn't take it anymore. She was so angry that her eyes turned red.

But Zhao Wanghuai still lingered on Yun Zhi's lips, whispering flirtatiously in her ear:

"Did you two sleep together? Looking at him, how could he possibly satisfy you?"

"What's the point of following such a good-for-nothing? People strive for higher positions, and birds choose good trees to perch on."

"You know how to choose, right?"

His tone became increasingly seductive, and a blush crept onto his face. The strange blush made Zhao Wanghuai's already handsome face even more striking and captivating.

"...Now, let me see what you've got up your sleeve, sister-in-law."

Yun Zhi was terrified. Zhao Wanghuai and Zhao Wangjing had never gotten along, let alone used such an intimate and ambiguous term of endearment for her.

Just a second ago he was calling her "sister-in-law," but the next moment, the utterly despicable second young master lowered his head and kissed Yun Zhi's lips almost impatiently.

Yun Zhi's cheeks were still being pinched by him, moist and pink, and everything was clearly visible in his field of vision.

The boy gave Yun Zhi no chance to refuse, easily prying open the girl's teeth.

Zhao Wanghuai's kissing skills were terrible, but he was so forceful that Yun Zhi felt a bit of pain from his kisses, and a few tears welled up in her eyes.

It was less like a kiss and more like some kind of animal mating.

The small, sealed space was immediately stirred up, producing a blush-inducing sound of water.

"No, Zhao Wanghuai—"

"Ugh! Get out of here!"

A crisp slap.

Zhao Wanghuai was beaten so badly that he had to turn his head away.

He seemed to have just come to his senses, and when he stared at Yun Zhi, his eyes were still a bit gloomy, mixed with a kind of infatuation that even the owner himself was unaware of.

Yun Zhi was both angry and ashamed, her small face flushed with embarrassment, and the fabric was obviously wrinkled and piled up in the soft and delicate parts of her body.

Despite the marks on his face, Zhao Wanghuai was actually smiling:

"That's all the force... Yun Zhi, are you trying to be cute with me?"

"Are you crazy?!"

Yun Zhi was furious and wanted to slap Zhao Wanghuai again.

This time, however, Zhao Wanghuai grasped Yun Zhi's hand, his gaze gradually turning cold:

"Yun Zhi, being spoiled and arrogant is not a good habit. It seems you haven't understood your current situation."

"Zhao Wangjing is dead."

He recounted the death of his nominal brother almost indifferently, without the slightest sadness.

"As his girlfriend before his death, and someone he raised from childhood, yet her status as his birth mother was so lowly."

"Do you know how you would normally be treated?"

Zhao Wanghuai lowered his eyes, his expression softening, a softening that was almost eerie:

"You will be buried alive, grabbed and shoved into Zhao Wangjing's coffin, suffocated to death inside. In life you were his plaything, and in death you will be his person."

"It's because you're the one I wanted that you weren't tied up in front of Zhao Wangjing's mangled corpse the moment he was confirmed dead, forced to sign a marriage contract with him, and buried together with him."

"I solved your 'trouble,' and I took you in to protect you."

"You're not only ungrateful, but now you even dare to lay a hand on me."

He laughed: "Yun Zhi, you really don't know what's good for you."

Zhao Wanghuai looked at Yun Zhi, whose wrist he had just grasped and whose eyes were still a little watery from fright, and tilted his head to place a kiss on her snow-white wrist:

"Looks like you'll only know how to please me after you're embroiled in trouble."

"I won't!" Yun Zhi said angrily.

Zhao Wanghuai did not refute, but said confidently, "Yunzhi, you will come begging to me."

"Then..." he smirked, his eyes revealing undisguised anticipation and malice, "the price you'll have to pay will be much more than this."

……

The two parted on rather unpleasant terms.

Yunzhi didn't sleep well that night.

When she closed her eyes, what appeared before her were either Zhao Wanghuai's meaningful face or Zhao Wangjing's gentle yet somewhat cold and gloomy face.

The two are truly brothers; despite their vastly different temperaments, they are remarkably similar at certain moments.

Yunzhi felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, and even a sense of unease, as if a great calamity was about to befall her.

"...Why are you making it sound so scary?" the girl said sullenly. "It shouldn't really happen, right?"

But soon, Yunzhi knew what Zhao Wanghuai meant by "trouble".

Although Zhao Wangjing is dead, Yunzhi still needs to attend school normally.

The Zhao family's driver continued to dutifully take her to school, but once she arrived at school, Yun Zhi could clearly sense a change in the attitudes of those around her.

First of all...

More and more gazes fell upon her, and they became increasingly brazen.

Some people even took the initiative to approach Yunzhi and strike up a conversation.

It wasn't just a simple greeting; it was saying some strange things that Yun Zhi found puzzling, yet made her want to run away.

They affectionately call her "Zhizhi"...

His gaze seemed glued to her, so intense it was terrifying.

When Zhao Wangjing was still alive, Yunzhi could sense that some of her classmates were secretly watching her.

But Yunzhi only thought that the other party was resentful and dissatisfied.

After all, for a lowly commoner like her to hook up with a privileged young man like Zhao Wangjing was a disgrace to these self-important children of the powerful.

However, due to Zhao Wangjing's status, they dared not say more.

Now that Zhao Wangjing is dead, although they might not immediately attack her, it's normal for them to make sarcastic remarks.

But Yun Zhi never expected that when these people came to her, it wasn't to kick her when she was down, but rather—

"Zhizhi, how about you consider me?"