Open your eyes! I've transmigrated into the body of the amnesiac crown prince's vicious gi

"I'm busy right now, could you do it when I get back tonight?"

The man's voice was deep and hoarse.

Shen Ting opened her eyes groggily, then froze.

In the cramped room, a tall, lean man stood in front of her, slowly taking off his ugly yellow delivery uniform.

Next, he took off his blue Ele.me delivery uniform.

Then take off the work clothes for same-city delivery.

Then the red JD.com delivery uniform underneath was revealed.

Shen Ting was dumbfounded, and her lips twitched.

Is this a Russian nesting doll? Or a magic trick?

She thought to herself, her gaze unconsciously shifting upwards until she saw the man's face clearly.

He had sword-like eyebrows, deep-set eyes, a high and straight nose, and well-proportioned and profound facial features.

Those eyes were dark and calm, with slightly drooping corners. Although they had no expression, they inexplicably gave off a tired yet docile feeling.

Shen Ting subconsciously swallowed.

Who are you, handsome guy?

I had just opened my mouth when a flood of memories suddenly rushed into my mind.

She actually transmigrated into the villainous female supporting character in an old-fashioned domineering CEO novel!

The original owner of this body shared the same name as her and was an absolute gold digger.

Six months ago, the original owner saw the male protagonist, Shi Yan, driving a luxury car on the street and punctured his tires without saying a word.

She thought she could have a "heroine saves the king" storyline and successfully hook up with a rich man.

Unexpectedly, he got into a car accident, and when he woke up, Shi Yan had lost his memory.

Fearing that his family would demand exorbitant compensation, the original owner transformed herself into his "savior" and lied to him, saying that she was his first love whom he had been pursuing for many years.

The key point is that Shi Yan actually believed it.

For the next six months, he worked as a local deliveryman during the day and continued to deliver food at night, hoping to earn more money to give his "girlfriend" a better life.

However, the original owner was not satisfied at all; instead, he was extremely vain and caused all sorts of trouble.

She stays at home doing nothing, yet she curses him every day, calling him a penniless good-for-nothing.

Later, when Shi Yan regained his memory, he realized that he was not a good-for-nothing at all, but a rich family's heir!

In a fit of rage, he threw the original owner of this body into the Southeast Asian park, where he was tortured to death...

As Shen Ting recalled the plot of the original book, cold sweat broke out on his back.

All her words were reduced to a single word in her mind.

run!!

But before she could make a move, Shi Yan suddenly spoke up again.

What should we eat for lunch?

His tone was flat, as if he were completing a task.

Shen Ting stared at his cold, stern face and answered tremblingly, "Braised beef noodles."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan lifted his eyelids, stared straight at her, and said nothing.

In the past, when asked what she wanted to eat, she would always give a perfunctory "anything," but after buying it, she would find a hundred faults with it.

Now she actually stated the specific name of the dish directly.

There was no sarcastic or mocking tone, just five simple words.

Braised beef noodles.

Shi Yan lowered his eyes, his tone softening slightly.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you first and bring it back, then I'll go out and deliver more food."

Shen Ting just wanted to get rid of this living devil as soon as possible: "No need, no need, you go deliver the food first, just pick it up on your way back."

The moment he finished speaking, Shi Yan, who had just straightened up, froze.

He slowly turned around, his eyes coldly fixed on her, a glint of cold light flashing in them.

Shen felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

Recalling the original owner's arrogant and domineering attitude, her mind raced.

Her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she snapped impatiently, "Just go when I tell you to! Can't I even have an appetite right now? Do I have to be like a robot, eating at the same time every day? Aren't you tired of this?"

After finishing her tirade, Shen Ting snorted coldly and didn't even glance at him again.

To avoid being exposed.

Shi Yan's eyes darkened, and a barely perceptible self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

He thought...

Forget it.

He bent down, picked up the old canvas bag by the door, and turned to walk out.

The footsteps faded into the distance in the corridor.

Shen Ting collapsed onto the bed as if all her energy had been drained, clutching her chest and gasping for breath.

She looked around, and then everything went black.

The entire rental room was only about 50 square meters, without even a window the size of a palm, and the air was filled with a damp, musty smell.

The walls were yellowed and cracked, and the hygiene was appalling.

All sorts of old and worn-out furniture were piled up haphazardly, making it look like a garbage dump.

so horrible.

She was, after all, a teacher who educates and nurtures students. Every day, she had to outwit and outmaneuver those little rascals, which left her with lumbar muscle strain and vocal cord nodules.

I finally saved up enough money to buy a house, but before I could even move in, I inexplicably ended up in this godforsaken place.

Shen Ting was so angry she almost fainted.

Just then, my phone rang.

"What's wrong with you two? Are you even staying at the house? Pay the rent right now, we've been urging you several times this month!"

The landlord yelled impatiently on the other end of the phone.

Although Shen Ting didn't quite understand the situation, her years of hard-working habits still made her speak politely, "Brother, please give me a few more days, I promise..."

"Last three days! If you don't pay, you're fired!"

The other party angrily hung up the phone.

Before I could even catch my breath, another WeChat call came through; it was from the owner of an electric vehicle shop.

"Miss, the final payment for this month is due, you can't delay any longer!"

Shen Ting replied with a bitter face, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely hand it in in a few days."

The phone vibrated again as soon as I finished speaking.

It's a notice of unpaid water and electricity bills.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ting fell into a long silence.

Or... should I turn myself in now?

At most, I'll only serve a few years in prison, but the food and lodging there are at least better than this, right?

She thought about it seriously for two seconds, but after taking a step, she abruptly pulled back.

Garlic bird, garlic bird.

There's always a way out.

Shen Ting took a deep breath, looked around the dilapidated rented room, and began to think about what to do next.

The original owner of this body did not have a teacher's qualification certificate, so she would have to retake the exam if she wanted to return to her old profession.

Anyway, this body is young, without lumbar muscle strain, cervical spondylosis, or any nodules.

Durable!

She plans to first obtain a teacher's qualification certificate, then become a teacher at a school, and once she has saved enough money, she will run away.

If Shi Yan regains her memories and she hasn't saved enough money yet, she can return to her hometown, a small county, to continue being a teacher.

After thinking it through, Shen Ting picked up her phone and searched for the latest teacher qualification exam preparation materials, preparing to find a printing shop.

As soon as I stepped out of the residential area, I saw the warm yellow sunlight shining on the buildings of this old and dilapidated community, where I could clearly see the peeling paint and the tangled wires.

Shen Ting stood downstairs, suddenly feeling somewhat dazed.

Half a day ago, she was in her unfinished apartment, looking out at the city night view.

Now she stands downstairs in an old apartment building without an elevator, carrying a thick stack of teacher qualification exam questions, and burdened with a mountain of debt.

Fate is a damn unpredictable thing.

When Shen Ting returned to her rented room, the aroma of beef noodles wafted towards her.

Shi Yan had already bought the food and was pouring the packaged braised beef noodles into a bowl.

On the table was a small cake, a Starbucks, and a beautifully packaged bouquet of red roses.

Shen Ting was a little confused.

"Didn't I just tell you to buy braised beef noodles? What are these?"