Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

Xiao Meng's Car Dealership.

He Kezhou stood under the shade of a tree, looking down at his phone screen.

All the calls I made were rejected by Ning Xi.

He Kezhou switched back to WeChat and sent her a message.

A few seconds later, looking at the dozen or so angry emojis sent by Ning Xi, he chuckled softly.

Zhou Zhishui shouted at the top of his lungs to He Kezhou, who was under the shade of a tree: "Brother Zhou, did your girlfriend give you any lunch? If not, I'll bring you some."

He Kezhou replied to Zhou Zhishui: "A ten-yuan boxed lunch."

Zhou Zhishui walked up to He Kezhou and looked at the phone he was holding.

Glancing at his chat window with Ning Xi, he gloated, "Did you make your girlfriend angry? Are you being sidelined?"

He Kezhou nodded with a smile.

Zhou Zhishui clicked his tongue.

Even their arguments are so damn awful.

He's not doing well.

I want to have a sweet romance.

After Zhou Zhishui left, He Kezhou put his phone back in his pocket and continued washing the car he hadn't finished washing.

His pocket vibrated, and he assumed it was Ning Xi calling. Without even looking at the contact, he swiped to answer.

"Are you still angry?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

"Are you saying that to me?"

"I wouldn't dare to be angry with you."

He Zhixian's voice, which sounded like he had seen a ghost, caused the warmth in He Kezhou's eyes to vanish abruptly, his gaze turning as cold as ice.

He Zhixian didn't give He Kezhou a chance to hang up on her. "Given the current situation in the He family, I can only hold out for you for two months at most."

"You don't care that the He family is searching for you like crazy, and you don't care that the Ming family is searching for you like crazy either?"

He Kezhou released the high-pressure water gun from his hand, his voice devoid of any warmth: "Didn't you spread the word that I was in a sanatorium in Switzerland?"

He Zhixian wasn't surprised; He Kezhou was so well-informed and kept up with the news.

He was able to keep it a secret from everyone and live as an ordinary person in Xincheng for more than three months, so it's impossible that Luan Shuo was the only one operating behind the scenes.

She leaned lazily against the dining table, looking at Luan Shuo frying steaks in the kitchen, her gaze lingering on his long, slender legs and the narrow waist outlined by his apron.

So sexy.

I can watch it every day and never get tired of it.

She could hear the annoyance and frustration of being disturbed in He Kezhou's emotionless voice.

His words, spoken without a second thought, left He Zhixian guessing what was going on.

He hoped that someone else would call him.

Her tone was casual yet inquiring: "How about I clean up all the trouble and messes in the new city for you, so you and your girlfriend can live as ordinary people for two months without being disturbed?"

"These problems keep coming one after another, and it's quite troublesome for Luan Shuo and me to deal with them."

She listened to the silence on the other end of the line, but wasn't in a hurry.

He Kezhou: "What do you want?"

He Zhixian casually twirled his hair with his fingertips, and said in a small, shrewish voice, "Give me half of the estate that Grandma left you in Switzerland."

She didn't take everything because she knew how important that manor was to He Kezhou.

He Kezhou: "Okay."

He Zhixian sat up straight, not expecting him to agree so easily.

Without even the slightest hesitation.

She lifted her eyelashes, realizing that if she had just spoken up and demanded the whole thing, He Kezhou might have given in to her.

She suddenly realized how important Ning Xi was to He Kezhou.

He Zhixian stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and laughed until tears streamed down his face. "Don't tell me you've fallen for that woman?"

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the line.

The call was then abruptly ended.

He Zhixian clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he almost convulsed, his delicate face blurred with tears of laughter.

In the elite circles of Hong Kong's top tycoons, no tycoon fails to feel a chill or a sense of dread upon hearing He Kezhou's name. They always take the initiative to give him face and dare not confront him head-on.

At 19, he took control of the He family. He could shake up the entire city's commercial landscape simply based on his own likes and dislikes.

His methods were ruthless and merciless, and he showed no mercy in killing. People in the circle secretly called him a demon god, saying that disaster would surely befall them whenever he appeared.

No one dared to stroke its whiskers lightly.

The title of fiancée that he casually agreed to became Wan Shuang's ultimate protective charm.

Based solely on this nominal fiancée relationship, Wan Shuang was able to be pulled directly from the periphery of the family into the inner circle, thus solidifying her position.

With easy access to high-society connections and top-tier business resources, the entire family can enjoy lasting prestige and honor.

Wan Shuang had been by He Kezhou's side for ten years, and her family background and appearance were both top-notch.

It is said that the women of the Wan family have a natural talent and beauty to serve men.

Wan Shuang poured out her tenderness and sincerity, exhausting all her efforts, yet she couldn't stir even the slightest ripple in He Kezhou's heart.

He protected her, but that was all.

How could Ning Xi, a woman from an ordinary family, with only a little bit of beauty, a shallow mind, and a worldly perspective, possibly shake He Kezhou, a ruthless and tyrannical ruler who holds the power of life and death?

It even made him yearn for the life of an ordinary person.

He Zhixian's idea was so absurd it was unbelievable.

It took her a while to calm herself down before she called He Kezhou again.

This time, I wasn't so lucky; the call wasn't connected.

He Zhixian switched back to the text message box and sent a message: Wan Shuang, still in Xincheng. The person you protected, I haven't touched. Aren't you afraid she'll go find your girlfriend?

The next second, He Kezhou called.

He Zhixian narrowed his eyes, really wanting to leave He Kezhou hanging for a few seconds.

But she dared not.

He Zhixian held his phone, his face gentle and kind: "I've already sent someone to take Wan Shuang back to Hong Kong."

It means it's going there, not that it's already been brought back to the port city.

He Kezhou: "Sever all business ties with the Wan family, the Ke family, and the He family."

The languid look in He Zhixian's eyes vanished, replaced by a gloating tone: "It seems the Wan family's good days are over."

Her tone became serious: "Ke family, you're not here, I don't have that authority."

She heard He Kezhou say, "Sever as many ties as you can. As for those you can't sever completely, wait for me to come back."

He Zhixian tapped his fingertips lightly on the table. "The Ke family was also involved in the yacht arson incident?"

If that's the case, then it makes sense why all the evidence in the yacht arson case points to Wan Shuang.

The deeper she investigated, the more she could find out that Wan Shuang had a mysterious lover, but she couldn't find out who it was.

It turns out they were from the Ke family.

Smelling the aroma of food in the air, He Zhixian's refined features relaxed lazily once more: "What are you thinking about your girlfriend now? Are you planning to take her back to Hong Kong? Or are you going to end the relationship before going back and give her a breakup fee as compensation?"

Her words, spoken casually, plunged the receiver into a suffocating silence.

"Don't reach your hand where you shouldn't."

He Kezhou's warning made He Zhixian's face turn pale.

The phone hangs up.

He Zhixian only started moving again after the phone screen went black.

She brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen beside her cheek, and her fingers slowly warmed up from their icy touch.

Her taut jawline relaxed, and she chuckled softly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"People like us should never have any weaknesses."

Luan Shuo placed the plate in front of her.

He Zhixian lightly stepped on his knee with his toes. "Sit down and eat with me."

Luan Shuo picked up the shawl that had fallen to the ground, carefully avoiding touching it with his fingertips, and draped it over her shoulders.

He Zhixian wrapped his arm around Luan Shuo like a vine, "I don't want to eat unless you sit down and keep me company."

Luan Shuo sat down in the chair opposite her. "Miss Wan Shuang, you went to the theater where Ning Xi works half an hour ago."

He Zhixian paused slightly as he picked up his knife and fork.

She didn't bring Wan Shuang back to Hong Kong immediately because she had ulterior motives.

He Zhixian looked at the photos of Ning Xi and Wan Shuang having coffee in a coffee shop on Luan Shuo's phone, his emotions unclear.

Oh dear, it's too late to bring him back now.

She took a bite of her steak. "She'll find out who he is sooner or later, won't she?"

"If Ning Xi is too timid and cowardly, it would be quite troublesome if he took her back to Hong Kong."

"He can protect her, and he can protect her well. But can she keep letting him protect her forever?"

People like us don't easily give away our true feelings.

He Zhixian's eyes held a mixture of bewildered confusion and a certain pleasure. "Do you think someone like him would give away his true feelings?"

"So what if I'm attracted to you? It's just for fun."

Luan Shuo didn't say anything.

He Zhixian guessed that he shared the same thoughts as her.

"Is he addicted to living as an ordinary person?"

"I'm starting to get curious about Ning Xi."

The fact that someone like He Kezhou could move Ning Xi's heart shows that Ning Xi is not as simple and superficial as the investigation suggested.

He Zhixian rested his chin on his hand, looking at the person in front of him with captivating charm: "Luan Shuo, my true heart is for you, do you want it?"

Luan Shuo turned off his phone. "Too cheap, don't want it."

He Zhixian: ...

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