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

Xie Yu'an tilted his head, staring intently at Shi Yan, trying to see a hint of emotion in his eyes.

But Shi Yan's narrow eyes remained indifferent, revealing no emotional fluctuations.

Xie Yu'an moved forward a little, and he stepped back.

"Who told you that?" His voice was icy.

Xie Yu'an stared at him for two seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Don't be so nervous, I was just joking, don't take it to heart."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan's gaze swept over, devoid of any warmth.

"That joke wasn't funny, don't say it again."

Before Xie Yu'an could speak, he watched him turn and leave without looking back.

She clenched her fists secretly, and the smile in her eyes gradually faded.

The more he refused, the more it itched in her heart, and she wanted to get him at all costs.

Moreover, now that she knows he might be the president of the Shi Group, she's even less likely to give up easily.

However, she is not the rigid type of person.

Since things aren't going well with Shi Yan, we'll have to find a solution from Shen Ting.

*

After finishing his meal, Shen Ting downed the last sip of his cocktail in one gulp.

She had intended to lie down on the bed and fall asleep immediately, but her obsession with cleanliness ultimately triumphed over her laziness.

She stood up, feeling dizzy, and looked at the leftover food that had been torn into countless fragments. Despite her dizziness, she quickly cleaned it up.

As she walked, the floor and ceiling shook violently, and she almost vomited.

Despite being so drunk, she still took a shower as usual, and then lay down on the bed contentedly.

Shen Ting reached out and touched the bed next to her; it was empty.

She pouted in dissatisfaction, then suddenly thought of something funny.

Shen Ting opened Shi Yan's chat window and sent a voice message: "Do you guys have any male models? Give me two, they have to be handsome, and they can't be missing an eight-pack."

Shi Yan replied instantly, added a question mark, and then made a video call.

On the screen, he looked somewhat displeased: "What exactly do you want?"

Shen Ting chuckled: "What's wrong, are you jealous?"

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them.

"As long as I live, don't even think about such a thing." His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Is it any of your business? If you're so capable, come over here now."

Fueled by alcohol, Shen Ting now really wanted to tease him.

I just want to see him unhappy, but I can't do anything about it.

"……OK."

Instead of getting angry, Shi Yan laughed, gritted his teeth and said the word, then hung up the phone.

Shen Ting suddenly sobered up a bit and realized what stupid things he had just said. He quickly sat up in shock, even though he was on his deathbed.

She frantically sent messages to Shi Yan apologizing, saying that she didn't mean it and was just joking.

[Shen Ting: Can you please focus on your career? This is about your promotion and raise, please.]

[Shen Ting: I promise I won't find any male models, I'm going to sleep now!]

[Shi Yan: Okay.]

[Shi Yan: There are conditions.]

Shen Ting quickly asked what the conditions were.

[Shi Yan: Let me kiss you for half an hour when we get back.]

Shen Ting: ? ? ?

She couldn't tell for a moment who was drunk and talking nonsense.

She didn't reply, quickly turned off her phone, and lowered the air conditioner temperature by a few degrees.

Whether you reply or not is up to you.

Anyway, he'll soon be taken back by the Shi family and become their rich heir, so what use are promotions and raises to him?

Even if it were truly useful, she wouldn't have the opportunity to spend that money.

Honestly, why did she have to worry about everything? She ended up losing herself in the process.

Shen Ting snorted and picked up her phone to search for which countries were safe and livable, as well as living guides.

She had already planned in her mind that she could go abroad to be a Chinese teacher and earn a lot of money each month.

In addition, with the million in savings that fell into her lap today, she should be able to live a relatively comfortable life as long as she doesn't have a high materialistic appetite.

If the money is indeed returned, she will go back to the small county town where the original owner of the body lived to continue teaching.

Although it's relatively backward and dilapidated, it's still better than the countryside.

As Shen Ting pondered these thoughts, she happily drifted off to sleep.

*

The next day when I went to work, I saw Qi Lu as soon as I entered the office.

Shen Ting couldn't help but roll her eyes, inwardly cursing her bad luck.

Qi Lu was packing his luggage, and before leaving, he asked Song Yaya why she deleted him on WeChat.

Song Yaya was speechless: "Your glorious deeds have already spread throughout the entire teaching group. What do you need my WeChat for? How can someone be so shameless!"

Qi Lu tried to argue, but Song Yaya grabbed a thick book and threw it at him, forcefully kicking him out of the office.

"Get lost, and don't bother coming back!"

With an empty seat in the office, Shen Ting felt the air was much fresher.

A while later, Liang Jie came to the office carrying her bag.

Upon seeing Shen Ting, he asked, "Are you alright?"

Shen Ting shook her head, somewhat puzzled as to why she was being asked this question.

Liang Jie: "I just saw Zhang Bingbing's dad at the school gate. He was yelling at the security guard to let him in. I guess he's looking for trouble with you again."

Upon hearing this, Shen's heart tightened immediately.

Fortunately, Liang Jie added, "Don't worry, I solemnly told the security guard that he absolutely cannot be let in."

Shen Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief; today was truly a double celebration.

They got rid of that scumbag Qi Lu, but they also stopped that madman Zhang Shan.

However, her joy didn't last long.

When Shen Ting got home from get off work in the afternoon, he parked his electric scooter in front of his house and was about to go upstairs when he saw a familiar figure at the bottom of the stairs.

Zhang Shan was sitting on the stairs, a cigarette dangling from his lips, a beer bottle in one hand.

What is he doing here?

If they're specifically looking for trouble with her, then who leaked her address?

Shen Ting subconsciously took two steps back, preparing to go home after he left.

Otherwise, if a dispute arises, she will not have the upper hand.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shan looked up and saw her, then immediately grabbed the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it over her shoulder.

Shen Ting was so frightened that she ran away, but the bottle still smashed solidly on her head.

In an instant, a sharp pain shot through her head, and warm liquid flowed down her forehead.

is blood.

No, we have to run! We can't fight this madman head-on.

Shen Ting gripped her phone tightly, turned around and ran outside, preparing to ride away on her electric scooter.

She had only taken two steps when Qi Lu began to approach her step by step.

"Where are you going, Teacher Shen?"