Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

The system said with a headache: "It's alright, it can still be salvaged. Your task was merely to rewrite the outcome of the control group; the deviation from the main plot can't be entirely your fault."

Qi Yang sniffed as she heard its comforting words, as if everything that had happened with Shen Hengzhi before—teaching her to write and dining together—now made sense.

Your job is simply to avoid the storylines involving sales.

Qi Yang, with a pained expression, said: "I understand."

Thinking this, Qi Yang felt the arms around her waist tighten, pulling her closer into their embrace. Her chin rested on the top of Qi Yang's head, and a low, slightly sleepy hoarse voice rang out, "Awake?"

Qi Yang shuddered, jerked away from Shen Hengzhi's embrace, rolled to the inside of the bed, and then hurriedly lay down on the bed, saying, "This servant deserves to die."

Her voice was tinged with panic, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Shen Hengzhi leaned against the pillow, looking at Qi Yang kneeling on the bed. She hadn't put on any clothes yet, and the brocade quilt had slipped off her shoulders, revealing her fair and smooth body, as well as the marks he had left on her skin yesterday.

Shen Hengzhi's eyes darkened; he had anticipated this scenario.

He had even thought about how she would react when she woke up while he was holding her unconscious last night.

"Yangyang," he said.

Upon hearing his voice, Qi Yang's body trembled involuntarily, and memories of yesterday surged back like a tide.

In the pitch-black night, the room was lit, clearly casting their intertwined shadows. It was then that he held her waist in the same way, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Yangyang...do you like it?"

Qi Yang's face flushed red, all the way to her ears.

"Your Highness... this servant deserves to die. I offended Your Highness yesterday, I..." she stammered, her face flushed, her eyes darting away.

Shen Hengzhi sat up, revealing a large expanse of his chest, and Qi Yang quickly averted her eyes.

But her chin was pinched by fingers, not with much force, yet it forced her to raise her head and meet a pair of eyes as dark as ink, filled with an inescapable possessiveness. "Yesterday was my own choice, how can you say it was an offense?"

His casual remark sent a jolt through Qi Yang's heart.

This was already laying the truth out on her.

Qi Yang bit her lip. "I...I, Your Highness, my family has arranged a fiancé for me."

She really didn't know what else to say, so she had to resort to this excuse.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Hengzhi scoffed coldly upon hearing this, raising an eyebrow and saying in a slightly icy voice, "Why didn't you think of him when you were pestering me yesterday?"

Qi Yang's face flushed, and this time she looked at him with a hint of anger in her eyes, "What happened yesterday was a setup, not my own choice. Doesn't Your Highness know this better than anyone else?"

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

Speaking of this, Qi Yang secretly thought that the cup of tea was originally for Shen Hengzhi, but who knew that she would drink it in the end.

Shen Hengzhi looked at her expression, his fingers slowly moving upwards, landing on her lips, rubbing them gently, and loosening her bitten lips, revealing a bright red color.

His breathing became heavier. "Yes, I know everything that happened yesterday."

Sensing the ambiguity in his words, Qi Yang looked at him in shock, only to see that his expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of realizing that he had just said something outrageous.

Qi Yang gritted his teeth. Who would have thought that the once refined and elegant gentleman was actually like this?

Shen Hengzhi looked at her eyes, which were filled with surprise and anger, while his fingertips lingered on her lips, gently caressing them as if he were playing with something precious.

He suddenly softened and said softly, "I was fully conscious yesterday. Even if you hadn't drunk that cup of tea, I would have been willing. Yangyang, don't you understand?"

Qi Yang slightly raised her eyes.

Shen Hengzhi said earnestly, "I love you."

His voice was soft, yet powerful, and clearly reached Qi Yang's ears.

Qi Yang's fingers gripped the blanket tightly. Her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Shen Hengzhi took in her expression and was about to say that there was no need to answer him quickly when the girl spoke.

"Your Highness is of noble birth, and this servant dares not even dream of such a thing. Please, Your Highness, spare this servant."

Shen Hengzhi looked at her without saying a word.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

After a long pause, Shen Hengzhi spoke coldly, his voice deep and resonant: "You really want to marry him that much?"

Qi Yang paused. Was that what she meant?

Qi Yang nodded gently and said softly, "This servant knows that I am of lowly status and dare not presume to be associated with such a noble person as the young master. I am deeply grateful for your kindness, but I cannot..."

Seeing Shen Hengzhi's cold eyes, she forced herself to continue, "Brother Liu has been very good to me, and I... I can't let him down."

After saying that, Shen Hengzhi remained silent for a long time.

"You mean you don't intend to take responsibility for me?"

What are you responsible for?

Qi Yang raised her head in confusion.

"Yesterday, you clearly took the initiative with me, and I had no choice but to help you detoxify." Shen Hengzhi lowered his long eyelashes and coldly questioned, "Don't you intend to take responsibility?"

His voice was extremely calm, yet carried a distinctly threatening tone.

Qi Yang's eyes widened, and she froze on the spot.

She almost doubted that she had heard correctly.

Take responsibility? The male lead told her to take responsibility for him?

"This servant is not..." She was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, she hardened her heart, shook her head, and said in a soft but firm voice, "This servant is already married."

Shen Hengzhi's expression turned cold, and Qi Yang felt the hand gripping her chin tighten. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she dared not look directly at him.

"Look at me." His tone carried a hint of anger.

Qi Yang trembled, her white expanse exposed to the man's gaze. Shen Hengzhi scanned her completely, then sneered. His former gentle and refined demeanor was gone, replaced by a suffocating possessiveness and desire for control. He embraced the soft body before him, his fingers slightly bent.

The person in his arms immediately let out a soft moan, and their entire body went limp.

Last night's passionate embrace had given Shen Hengzhi a thorough understanding of her body. He held her shoulders and said in a deep voice, "I advise you to stop fantasizing about your so-called Brother Liu. I don't have the kindness to grant your wish."

The girl's eyes were brimming with tears, the tears that had just been produced by her actions.

Shen Hengzhi ran his fingertips over the object, twirled it, and let it dissolve in his hand. "Yangyang, I don't have much patience left. I hope you'll behave. I can give you time to slowly accept it, but you're not allowed to mention that Brother Liu again, or else..."

He gently stroked her body. "You know what the consequences will be."

Qi Yang's body trembled, she bit her lip in unbearable pain, tears welling up in her eyes, goosebumps rising all over her body. She weakly pushed away the man's hand and nodded quickly, "I know, please...please stop."

Shen Hengzhi withdrew his hand, regaining his usual gentleness, but his eyes were deep and indifferent. "Yangyang, be good. I will seek justice for you regarding what happened yesterday. I will not let you suffer injustice for nothing."