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

Glug, glug—

After finishing the drink, Jiang Ting realized how silly he had been to actually drink the whole glass as instructed.

Yun Zhi simply smiled at him and raised her wine glass. Jiang Ting couldn't remember anything, not even what the wine he had drunk tasted like.

After regaining his senses, Jiang Ting didn't know whether to sigh or feel annoyed.

The young lady, whose attitude was hot and cold, who said she didn't welcome him but then sent someone to bring him wine and toasted him from afar, was long gone. Only Jiang Ting remained, standing there forlornly.

...What exactly does Yunzhi mean?

Yunzhi... Yunzhi...

She should be the easiest girl in the world to understand, so why is it so hard to guess what she's thinking when she's with him?

Jiang Ting felt inexplicably irritated, and to make matters worse, a bunch of clueless guys came over trying to curry favor with him.

After half a month of hard work, Jiang Ting had already completed his task related to his identity, and with a very high degree of completion.

The powerful and mysterious ancient martial arts family, the Jiang family, appeared silently in the minds of all the prominent people.

The Jiang family's history, assets, resources, connections...

Everything imaginable and unimaginable was fabricated out of thin air and etched into the minds of those involved.

What? You're asking how the other members of the Jiang family came to be?

Whether it's signing in or using task points to draw prizes, versatile and loyal talents are not a problem for the system.

Although the Jiang family's 'number of people' is not large at present, as long as Jiang Ting continues to do missions, the Jiang family will eventually become a real behemoth in reality.

Even now, the Jiang family's power is beginning to show.

The most obvious thing is that Old Huang no longer dared to try to test Jiang Ting, nor did he want to humiliate himself by sending someone to get close to Jiang Ting.

But Huang Lao was able to assess the situation in time, while others didn't have that kind of brain.

When someone came over to introduce his daughter, Jiang Ting looked at them as if they were looking at a dead person.

"roll."

Li Ye wanted to say something, but when he saw Jiang Ting's eyes, his blood seemed to freeze.

"Young Master Jiang..."

Jiang Ting didn't want to pay any attention to it; he just felt like there was a fire burning inside him.

With the Jiang family as his background, Jiang Ting's temper became increasingly undisguised.

Jiang Ting was able to hold back his temper earlier only because Grandpa Yun was watching from the side.

Even if Jiang Ting is faking it, he has to put on the act of a refined gentleman, even if Grandpa Yun might not believe it.

But now Grandpa Yun has gone to greet others, and the rest of the people have wisely left, leaving only a chattering idiot.

His fingers twitched, and the flame fueled a violent energy that almost made Jiang Ting lose control and reveal a hint of lust.

But Jiang Ting ultimately didn't make a move; he didn't want to cause any trouble here.

"I'll say it again, get out!"

"Yes, yes—"

Li Ye shuddered and ran away in a disheveled state, completely unaware that he had narrowly escaped death.

Jiang Ting felt as if the world before him was appearing double. He frowned, and an overly bright red flush spread across the corners of the boy's eyes.

At this moment, a waiter noticed Jiang Ting's discomfort and went over to inquire:

"Hello, are you feeling unwell? We have a lounge area for our guests; would you like to rest there for a while?"

Jiang stood there for several seconds, then calmly said "Ah," and followed the waiter to the lounge.

……

Yunyi Hotel is a well-known five-star hotel in Yuncheng. Moreover, today is the coming-of-age ceremony of the eldest daughter of the Yun family, so the guests are all of extraordinary status.

Therefore, even the lounge is an extremely luxurious and comfortable room.

Jiang Ting lay half-reclined on the sofa, a damp towel on his forehead.

Since obtaining the system, Jiang Ting hadn't felt this bad in a very, very long time.

He felt as if he were walking on clouds, an indescribable, endless heat clinging to Jiang Ting.

—It's not poisoning.

Jiang Ting's current physical condition has long since made him immune to almost all toxins.

It wasn't a curse; the protective items on my body clearly hadn't been triggered.

The unknown flames burned Jiang Ting more and more, making it difficult for him to calm his mind.

The more agitated and upset Jiang Ting became, the more uncontrollably he thought of Yun Zhi.

He remembered Yun Zhi mentioning that "someone he didn't like," thought about Yun Zhi's phone call, and imagined her raising a glass to him from a distance...

The more I thought about it, the more the flame in my heart burned.

Jiang Ting, who had very few desires and had never rewarded himself, even hunched over in a somewhat disheveled manner.

"Young Miss... Yun Zhi... Zhi Zhi..."

Jiang Ting didn't ask the waiter to take care of him, but just as his thoughts were about to drift into a daze, he clearly heard someone open the door to the room.

The five-star hotel, renowned for its privacy and security, had its lounge, reserved for its distinguished guests, into which a second person walked so easily.

The other person moved lightly, and as they approached, a sweet fragrance filled the air.

"Oh."

Jiang Ting heard the other person feign a surprised exclamation, even their voice was sweet:

"What's wrong, Jiang Ting? You seem to be in a lot of pain."

—It is Yunzhi.

Jiang Ting's eyes were unusually unfocused.

That face, which always wore that smug, punchable smile, was now too weak to show any expression. It looked a little cold, yet an uncontrollable flush of heat rose to the surface.

"Young Miss..."

Yun Zhi was looking down at him.

The girl wore a white dress today, looking incredibly pure and beautiful. The small diamond crown on her long, black curly hair made her look like a real princess.

"What's wrong? Do you feel like you have no energy at all?"

She wore a smug expression, clearly gloating.

She deliberately dragged out her words in a coquettish tone, muttering a complaint: "Really..."

The girl's soft fingertips lightly touched Jiang Ting's flushed face, mocking him:

"Jiang Ting is so stupid."

"You dared to drink the wine offered at the banquet so recklessly; you deserve to be in this state now, don't you think?"