Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Shen Hengzhi pressed his lips down fiercely against the girl's, and the atmosphere gradually changed.

Qi Yang gently pushed the man's hot, strong shoulder with her small hand, her voice softening slightly as she reminded him, "The young master... is still in the sedan chair."

"I know." The young man said in a hoarse voice, lifting the person onto his lap to steady them. "It won't be here, it's just a kiss."

This is hardly a kiss.

But the words I wanted to say were swallowed up the next moment, and there was no peace along the way.

When she got off the bus, Qi Yang's lips were red and swollen.

As soon as the two stepped into the courtyard, a nanny came to greet them from afar. She glanced at them, paused for a second on Qi Yang's lips, then gave a slight curtsy and said with a smile, "Young Master, the Old Madam requests your presence."

Shen Hengzhi hummed in agreement, glanced at Qi Yang, and reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. "Go back inside and wait for me."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yang nodded.

The story has now reached the point where the old lady, deeply aware of her serious illness and limited time left, is using a combination of coercion and enticement to force Shen Hengzhi to choose a wife.

I'm afraid this time, it's all about this matter.

*

An elderly woman with gray hair and a kind face sat at the head of the table, and next to her was Madam Xie.

Shen Hengzhi strode in, bowed gently, and said, "Grandmother, Mother is well."

Both of them nodded.

The old lady didn't rush to speak. She picked up her teacup, took a slow sip, wiped her lips with a handkerchief, and then raised her eyes, saying in a calm and unhurried voice, "Hengzhi, I heard that you recently took in a maid?"

Shen Hengzhi's expression remained unchanged; he merely nodded slightly.

"That's fine." The old lady smiled. "It's good to have someone to serve you before you become the legal wife."

Shen Hengzhi looked up. "What did Grandmother want to say?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, the old lady sighed and said with a hint of persuasion, "Hengzhi, I'm old and frail now, and my days are probably numbered. I just wonder if I can see you get married before I go?"

Shen Hengzhi met their gazes with an expression that was almost indifferent, and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "I already have someone in mind, so you don't need to worry about it."

Upon hearing this, Madam Xie raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Oh? Which family's daughter is she?"

She thought of the young ladies who had attended the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Could it be that Shen Hengzhi had really taken a liking to someone that day?

"Qi Yang".

Both of them were taken aback upon hearing this.

This……

The old lady's gaze deepened. "I know that girl. She is beautiful and gentle. I'm not surprised that you like her. But Hengzhi, you must understand that you are the heir of the Marquis's mansion. You know better than anyone what this identity means. Qi Yang's background... is ultimately a bit lacking."

These words, though not harsh, are all very practical.

Madam Xie frowned. "Your grandmother is right."

Shen Hengzhi sat up slightly, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, but carrying an undeniable certainty, "Grandmother, Mother, actually I have no intention of getting married in this life."

The old lady was taken aback.

"If I hadn't met Qi Yang, I probably wouldn't have even considered getting married." Shen Hengzhi looked at them, his gaze open and calm. "If you want me to get married, then I won't marry anyone but her."

The old lady opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a moment.

Madam Xie sat to one side, her expression changing repeatedly, alternating between pale and flushed.

They all knew perfectly well that Shen Hengzhi's words were not false. Over the years, no matter how openly or secretly they urged him to get married, it was to no avail. He even dared to run away to Lin'an for three years, but he never had the thought of getting married.

After a long while, the old lady sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness, "You child, you are always so stubborn."

After regaining her composure, Madam Xie said earnestly, "Hengzhi, you are still young. If you're blinded by emotions now, can you guarantee you'll stay true to yourself in the future? Marriage is a serious matter and shouldn't be decided on a whim. Why don't you reconsider?"

Shen Hengzhi looked at Madam Xie, "Mother, you know my temperament best."

Xie paused, then deflated.

How could she not understand her own child? Once this child sets his mind on something, he will stick to it for the rest of his life.

She was silent for a moment, then finally waved her hand, her tone softening and carrying a hint of compromise, "Alright, alright, let us think about it some more, you go back first."

Shen Hengzhi stood up, straightened his cuffs, and remained calm and composed. "Then please ask Grandmother and Mother to think about it again."

After saying that, he turned and left. The curtain fell, and his tall figure gradually disappeared into the room.

The two men had different expressions and neither spoke; the room remained silent for a long while.

Just then, the old nanny who had gone to fetch Shen Hengzhi came in, approached the old lady, and whispered, "Old Madam, this old servant went to fetch the young master just now and saw..."

She hesitated for a moment.

The old lady frowned. "What did you see?"

Recalling that appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "I saw that the maid's lips were swollen and red."

That's a subtle way of putting it, but everyone here has been through it all.

The old lady's brow twitched. She rubbed her temples and said, "This child... is truly shameless."

It's unclear whether these words were directed at the maid or at Shen Hengzhi, but the latter seems more likely.

After calming down, the old lady said calmly, "Go and pick some things from my storeroom."

The old woman asked, "What does the old lady need these for?"

"Send it to that girl."

Madam Xie's eyes flickered. "Mother, what are you going to do?"

The old lady picked up her teacup and slowly skimmed off the tea foam. "Hengzhi has never caused anyone any trouble since he was a child. He has plenty of ideas of his own. Let him be from now on."

These words struck a chord with Xie.

Perhaps stunned by Shen Hengzhi's words, she thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. People of their status did not need to use marriage to consolidate their position in the capital. On the contrary, if Shen Hengzhi married an unknown woman, the Marquis's power would not be too great and would not attract covetousness.

In short, let it be.

*

Upon hearing the system's retelling, Qi Yang was stunned for a long time.

How did they manage to persuade the two of them with just a few words?

The system said slowly, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Didn't you enjoy it quite a bit that night, host?"

Qi Yang blushed and retorted, "What do you know about enjoying yourself when you're just spouting data?"

Although I don't understand, I can detect it. I can also detect that your heart beats especially fast whenever you're around the male lead, especially when he kisses you, your body becomes...

"Alright, stop talking." Qi Yang quickly interrupted it. "Your data analysis is heartless; it's all wrong."

"How could that be? I'm the most advanced AI; I couldn't possibly be wrong."

Qi Yang: ...

What artificial intelligence? She thinks it's clearly artificial stupidity.

As the two were bickering, footsteps slowly approached, and she quickly sat up and looked outside.

The next moment, Shen Hengzhi pushed the door open and came in. His eyes were slightly dark as he approached her. His tall figure brought a distinct sense of oppression to the cramped bedside.

The girl was stunned for a moment. "...Is something wrong?"

"Hmm." Shen Hengzhi stopped, his fingertips tracing her full lips, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Continue what we were doing earlier."