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

The villa was very large, and Yunzhi was completely unfamiliar with the place.

Even though she was unfamiliar with the place, Yun Zhi didn't dare to stay in the lounge any longer.

Qi Li is simply too blatant and too unscrupulous!

Yun Zhi's mind was a little dizzy, and she still seemed to be enveloped by that strange heat.

As she ran away, Yun Zhi didn't dare to look up or even glance at the expressions of the others.

She was restless and anxious throughout.

The reason they were able to endure for so long was entirely due to the idols' strong will to not show weakness in front of others.

If the other party hadn't wanted to go even further and do something even more outrageous, Yun Zhi might have continued to endure it for the sake of her pride.

...But, Qi Li not only touched her, he actually...he actually wanted to—

Yunzhi was filled with shame and indignation. Relying on her memory, she struggled to run to the bathroom at the other end of the villa.

The bathroom was quiet and empty. Yun Zhi leaned against the cold door, shivering and panting, her legs still weak uncontrollably.

The skirt that had been pushed up had now fallen back down, covering the red marks on her thighs from being rubbed.

Yun Zhi was born with fair skin and delicate features.

Even a minor bump would cause redness, let alone being caressed so intimately for so long. The faint finger marks on the girl's snow-white skin exuded an ambiguous and alluring charm.

Even though there are no big hands messing around on it now, there is still a certain heat and strength left on my thigh.

Just as Yunzhi was about to wash her face to wake herself up, she saw herself in the mirror.

Yun Zhi was stunned.

The girl in the mirror clearly had her own face, but her originally fair and clear face now looked like a ripe fruit that had been crushed, with redness spreading from her cheeks all the way to her earlobes.

Her long eyelashes were already wet and clumps thick, incredibly black, yet the corners of her eyes were tinged with an extremely vibrant light red, making her look like a wet kitten just pulled out of the water.

Is this her? Yun Zhi was a little incredulous.

Was she... was she playing games with everyone with that expression on her face?

It was fine when she couldn't think straight, but now that Yun Zhi was alone in the bathroom, the little idol realized it belatedly and blushed with embarrassment.

Why did Qi Li do this?

With so many people around, isn't he afraid of being discovered?

"You jerk, you lunatic, you scoundrel! That's too much, too awful, how could you be so mean..."

Just then, very light footsteps came from behind.

Before Yun Zhi could turn around, a shadow silently descended upon her.

"I've found you, Zhizhi."

A familiar, hateful, chilling smile appeared in the mirror.

Yun Zhi froze, watching helplessly as he approached her through the mirror and placed his hand on her shoulder.

He gently brushed the damp strands of hair from Yunzhi's face, his tone affectionate: "So you really did come to the restroom. I've been looking for you for ages."

Yun Zhi turned around in almost terror, only to meet Qi Li's gaze.

"Senior Qi? You... how come..."

Yun Zhi's voice unconsciously became tinged with fear, and when she turned to look at him, she took a few steps back in fear.

Qi Li smiled and said, "Zhizhi, you ran too fast just now, I was a little worried about you."

As they spoke, Qi Li approached.

He was actually quite tall, but no matter how wicked or arrogant Qi Li was inside, he always appeared to be a humble gentleman on the surface.

That's why people sometimes overlook the danger he poses.

But that was just an illusion.

No matter what, Qi Li was the eldest son of the renowned Qi family, a figure who cast a shadow over Zhongzhou like a dark cloud.

Having received that kind of education since childhood, even if he wears a smiling mask to show himself, it doesn't mean that he is really that gentle.

Anyone who meets Qi Li's eyes, which are as sharp as early spring, would not think he is really friendly or approachable.

—He simply never showed Yun Zhi that cold, indifferent look, as if he were looking at a corpse.

But at this moment, the smile on Qi Li's face was so fake.

His lips were curved upwards, but his eyes were cold.

With his head down and the way he approached, he exuded a particularly oppressive aura.

"Zhizhi, your face is so white."

He spoke softly, his gaze tracing the startled beauty of Yun Zhi's face inch by inch, from her moist eyes to her slightly trembling lips, feigning concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Is anything bothering you? Do you need me to take a look?"

"...No need, I... I just had a little stomach discomfort, I'm fine now," Yun Zhi said, trembling.

Qi Li stared at her, and gradually, he smiled again.

"I see."

Qi Li remained noncommittal, but extended her pale, slender fingers and gently touched Yun Zhi's cheek.

The movements were gentle and patient, as if soothing a frightened kitten.

But if you're genuinely trying to comfort someone, you wouldn't just keep touching her and then find yourself touching her flat, soft belly, vaguely measuring it with your palm.

Then, following the curve, he pinched the delicate flesh of her thigh that he had recently held in his palm and carefully felt.

"Turns out it was just a stomachache. I thought I had hurt you earlier."

Before Yun Zhi could answer, Qi Li picked her up and carried her to the sink.

The villa was built to be large and luxurious, with a clean and spacious bathroom that was even sprayed with high-end perfume, making it more bright and luxurious than some residences.

When she was placed on the sink, the cold marble made Yunzhi shiver involuntarily.

The feeling of being suspended in mid-air is terrifying enough, but Qi Li was still reaching into her skirt.

"Qi Li—" Yun Zhi gripped his clothes tightly.

"I'm here, Zhizhi," Qi Li replied with a smile.

He gently nibbled on Yun Zhi's earlobe, his voice soft: "There were a lot of people around just now, so I couldn't go too far. I could only touch her lightly... I'm sorry, I've left Zhi Zhi feeling awkward and uncomfortable, haven't I? Let me help you, okay?"

"don't want!"

Yunzhi struggled instinctively, but soon her sobs changed tone.

"Ugh—Qi Li…stop, stop it…"

Yun Zhi's eyes were filled with tears, and she was so badly bullied that she could hardly speak.

She originally thought that his actions during the game had been excessive enough.

But Yunzhi never expected that Qi Li could go even further.

He pinched Yun Zhi's face with one hand, lowered his head to kiss her, and his other hand also reached down.

The girl's slender knees had only recently come together, and now he had forcibly pried them apart again.

His slender fingers brazenly squeezed between her closed legs, his fingertips carrying a punishing malice as he heavily kneaded Yun Zhi's most delicate flesh.

Yunzhi let out a pitiful, wet sob and trembled violently.

Qi Li, who had done wrong, calmly lowered her eyes and chuckled softly.

"Oh, Zhizhi!"

He almost sighed as he said, "I was just thinking, you can't even handle this little touch, you're trembling so pitifully..."

"Then how dare you go and seduce someone else after kissing me, as if nothing happened? Are you afraid of being raped?"