The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

When Wen Yubai entered the restaurant, a man was already sitting at the table.

The person was wearing a light gray knit sweater, which made them look more casual than when they were dressed formally.

When he saw Wen Yubai arrive, he smiled slightly and gestured for Wen Yubai to sit in the seat to his left.

Wen Yubai snorted and sat down on his other side.

Cedric showed no displeasure, simply gesturing for the servants to serve the food, and the two ate in silence.

Wen Yubai glanced at him a few times.

It must be said that Cedric's etiquette was impeccable.

Every bite of food was eaten with composure and elegance, a feast for the eyes.

In contrast, Wen Yubai was much more casual. He gripped the knife and fork with a bit too much force, and the clinking sound when he cut the steak was particularly noticeable.

Cedric caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

Only after the meal was finished did he put down his knife and fork, wipe his hands with a napkin, and slowly ask:

"Are you settling in well at the castle?"

"I'm not used to it."

Wen Yubai answered without hesitation, his tone still carrying a hint of lingering anger.

The old butler, who was carrying over some snacks, paused for a moment.

He knew that Earl White had been forced to stay, but he hadn't expected the boy to be so blunt.

His master smiled gently.

"That's good."

The dessert was a strawberry tart.

Cedric didn't like sweets, so he simply picked up the wine glass next to him and sipped the blood wine gently.

At the same time, he picked up the report card that the butler handed him.

Cedric turned the pages, his brow remaining unchanged.

His grades were neither good nor bad, but for him, they weren't good enough.

How could a mediocre person win his brother's favor?

Is it because of that face?

Cedric put down the report card, the rich aroma of wine still lingering in his mouth.

He looked up at that face.

The young man was poking at a strawberry tart with his head down, his eyelashes drooping, and he certainly had a handsome face.

Unfortunately, the vampires value appearance the least.

Wen Yubai felt uncomfortable under his gaze.

I didn't have much of an appetite to begin with, and after a few bites, I put down my knife and fork, looked up, and asked:

Why are you staring at me like that?

Cedric shook his head and sighed:

"Your father was not only a skilled military commander, but also an outstanding politician. How come you didn't inherit even a fraction of his talent?"

After saying that, he glanced at his watch, and without waiting for Wen Yubai's response, he got up and left the dining table.

A skillful insult is not about directly hurling insults, but about hitting the other person's sore spot.

Wen Yubai was both angry and frustrated. He wanted to chase after her to argue, but the old butler stopped him.

"Sir, it's time for class. Your history teacher is already waiting for you."

-

Cedric did indeed have different feelings for Ivy.

Hundreds of years ago, he was in danger during a war and almost died at the hands of a traitor, but an angel saved him.

What a kind angel! She was willing to save the vampires, who were her enemies.

He remembered that the angel had golden curly hair and eyes as blue as the sky.

Unfortunately, he never found her again after that.

Centuries later, Ivy appeared.

She not only has the same hair and eye color, but they even look somewhat alike.

Even though he couldn't find any connection between her and the angel, Cedric didn't mind and mercifully spared her life after completing his plan.

He began to show extraordinary tolerance towards Ivy, allowing her to stay by his side.

Cedric indulged the girl's liveliness, watching her feign ecstasy at his advances.

He even ignored the fact that she secretly peeked at some of the vampires' confidential documents when he wasn't paying attention.

Some time later, the welcoming ceremonies for the Prince's resurrection were twice thwarted by unforeseen circumstances.

But each time they couldn't find out who did it, which infuriated the elders.

It is important to know that the welcoming ceremony is a crucial part of awakening the prince.

If something goes wrong, it will not only affect the prince's strength, but in severe cases, it may even prevent the prince from waking up.

Cedric, as the Grand Duke and the Prince's brother, was angrier than anyone else.

"A coincidence? Such a precise strike suggests that there are quite a few restless elements hiding within our vampire clan."

The elders have always been suspicious of Cedric.

After all, if the prince doesn't awaken, aside from humans, he is the biggest beneficiary.

Seeing his angry and worried expression, their suspicions lessened somewhat, and they all agreed, expressing their determination to purge the internal organs and deal with the traitors.

Several junior councilors then presented some ambiguous evidence to guide the Presbyterian Council in the pre-set direction of the investigation.

Use other people's henchmen to gradually remove those who are detrimental to you.

Some things are just that simple.

Cedric was extremely satisfied with the parliamentary session.

His pleasant mood lasted into the night.

Cedric watched as Wen Yubai stayed up late into the night, then secretly slipped out.

They carefully avoided the servants along the way.

Finally, they stopped at Ivy's room.

He tapped his fingertips on the young man's face on the screen.

Are you in such a hurry that you can't even wait three days?

Wen Yubai finally managed to get Ivy's address out of the head maid.

He planned to sneak into Ivy's room and pretend to suck her blood.

Ivy definitely wouldn't be happy about it.

If he resisted, he would make a noise, attract Cedric, and then get beaten up by him again.

The second plot point has been perfectly completed.

Ivy lived on the seventh floor. He reached the door, tried turning the doorknob, and found it wasn't locked.

He quickly pushed the door open, slipped inside, and gently closed it behind him.

A faint floral fragrance wafted through the room.

Ivy lay on the bed, covered with a thin lace blanket, her blonde hair spread out on the pillow, looking particularly well-behaved.

He squatted down beside the bed, grabbed Ivy's wrist, applied a little force, and deliberately used a flippant tone.

"Sweetheart, I've come to find you."

Ivy woke up instantly when her wrist was pinched.

She opened her eyes and saw a young man with his chin resting on his hand, his eyebrows curved, smiling at her.

It struck Ivy's heart instantly.

She quickly shrank further under the covers.

He used the action of pulling the blanket to cover the uncontrollable excitement on his face.

Her wrists struggled very lightly, her voice carrying a timid tone.

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

Wen Yubai pulled off the blanket, gently lifted her face, and kept holding her wrist with his other hand.

frivolous and ambiguous.

"Sweetheart, what do you think I want to do? Of course, I want your taste."

That's disgusting.

He pulled Ivy's hand closer to his face, as if to bite it.

"Sweetheart, don't be afraid, it won't hurt at all."

But Ivy just shrank back, staring at him with her big, watery eyes, without making a sound.

Wen Yubai had no choice but to slow down his movements, open his mouth, and slowly reveal his sharp teeth.

He deliberately warned, "Cedric is in the castle tonight, so don't even think about making a sound, or else... I won't show her any mercy."

He had already made his hints very clear, and he was just hoping that Ivy would make a sound.

Ivy's gaze was drawn to his small, sharp teeth.

Her snow-white fangs gently pressed against her lower lip, complementing her face.

It has a slightly astringent taste.

She couldn't help but think about it.

This little count is so adorable.

Bite it now.