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

Zhou Zhishui had already rolled up her sleeves to her shoulders when she heard her brother Zhen scratching his head.

He really wants to fight.

I can't get too excited.

Meng Yizhen told the workers to go eat first.

The workers had never seen anything like it before, and they were all on high alert.

Upon hearing Boss Meng's words, he left the place of trouble as quickly as possible.

Lan Zheng, soaked to the bone, stood in the car dealership and reached out to grab Meng Yizhen's clothes.

Her voice was hoarse: "If he takes me back, he'll kill me."

"If you help me this time, I'll give you my life."

Meng Yizhen's narrow eyebrows and eyes were expressionless; she looked at Lan Zheng as if she were looking at a dead person.

His gaze fell on the clothes that were being clutched: "Let go, I find them dirty."

Lan Zheng's hand gripped the suitcase so tightly it turned white.

She didn't loosen her grip on the clothes in her hand, but her face was even paler than before.

Meng Yizhen gripped her wrist tightly with her fingertips.

Lan Zheng winced in pain, but still didn't loosen her grip.

Meng Yizhen continued to increase her pressure; if she didn't loosen her grip soon, this hand would be ruined.

Lan Zheng could no longer hold on and loosened her grip on the clothes.

She bit her lip hard to keep the tears from falling.

Meng Yizhen's gaze never fell on her face from beginning to end.

He strode slowly to the entrance of the car dealership, looking at Jiang Yuanhao as if he were looking at a sick cat.

Jiang Yuanhao hated his effortless and unhurried demeanor the most.

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"You've been cheated on, a woman has betrayed you, and you still protect her with your eyes?"

"Are you still the same arrogant Meng Yizhen? I really look down on you."

Meng Yizhen picked up the umbrella Zhou Zhishui had thrown on the ground. "You were ruined by a woman, what gives you the right to look down on me?"

Jiang Yuanhao's entire face turned blood red, and the veins on his temples throbbed.

Overwhelming rage surged beyond reason, his eyes churning with bone-deep hatred, and he descended into a near-mad state, his teeth grinding together as if he were about to pounce on Meng Yizhen and tear her apart at any moment.

"Shut your mouth!"

Zhou Zhishui covered her mouth, unable to believe it.

This little brat, was he crippled by Lan Zheng?

Lan Zheng, you went too far.

They really know how to make a mess of things.

His mother is the most well-informed about Zhen Ge's affairs.

Lan Zheng stood outside the car dealership all day yesterday.

She was standing at the car dealership entrance before it opened today.

He just stood there getting soaked in the rain.

Meng Yizhen acted as if she couldn't see anything the whole time.

But the behavior is completely different.

He even found out what trouble Lan Zheng had gotten into.

Meng Yizhen chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Promising."

Jiang Yuanhao lost his composure and immediately tried to tear Meng Yizhen apart.

"You're my own cousin, and instead of helping me, you're siding with an outsider?"

"Today, I'm taking this woman away."

"I'll make her pay."

"Even if Grandpa comes, it won't make a difference."

Meng Yizhen, holding an umbrella, pointed to the main gate of her car dealership and said, "If you dare to step into my car dealership, you'll bear the consequences."

He glanced at the bodyguards and drivers outside the car dealership.

The driver and bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines from that one look he gave them.

Meng Yizhen took out her phone, tapped a few times, and then looked at Jiang Yuanhao properly: "Do as you please."

Jiang Yuanhao suddenly stretched out his hand, his fingertips pointing firmly at Meng Yizhen. His chest heaved violently, his entire arm trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't spit out a breath that was stuck in his throat for a long time.

"Even Su Chongzhao isn't protecting her, and you're still going to?"

"Don't tell me you want a woman who's been with other men before?"

Meng Yizhen didn't say he would protect Lan Zheng, but Lan Zheng was in his car dealership.

What's the difference between him not letting him into the car dealership and protecting Lan Zheng?

Meng Yizhen's face remained expressionless as she stared at Jiang Yuanhao.

Jiang Yuanhao stiffened his neck, wishing he could stare two bloody holes into Meng Yizhen.

His face darkened. "Then I'll stay here and wait for her to come out."

He refused to believe that Lan Zheng would never leave the car dealership.

Meng Yizhen couldn't be bothered to look at him anymore.

When Ning Xi and He Kezhou arrived, this was the scene they witnessed.

Ning Xi stroked her chin, looking at the people and cars gathered in front of the car dealership. "No matter how I look at it, the side with more people is being suppressed. Am I seeing things wrong?"

"The way that man jumped up and down in anger was hilarious."

"You know what, Boss Meng looks incredibly arrogant."

Ning Xi's gaze, which had been fixed on the car dealership, was turned back to her by He Kezhou.

"It depends on your man."

Ning Xi remained silent.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Zhishui suddenly appeared and said, "Brother Zhou can't stand you having eyes for any man other than him."

Ning Xi was startled.

She felt her face flush slightly under Zhou Zhishui's teasing and winking gaze.

She pinched He Kezhou's waist.

His eyes told him: Don't be jealous.

Zhou Zhishui rubbed her stomach and said to Ning Xi, "I deliberately saved room this morning so I could eat your cooking, and I didn't eat breakfast."

Ning Xi was relieved to see that everyone was alright.

She smiled and invited them to her home for dinner.

There were many people at the entrance of the car dealership, so Ning Xi did not see Lan Zheng inside.

Zhou Zhishui ate the meal with gusto.

After eating and drinking his fill, he thought of Lan Zheng at the car dealership.

He glanced at Meng Yizhen, who had put down her chopsticks and looked perfectly normal.

If you've already protected someone, giving them a meal is just a favor.

The food on the table has been almost completely eaten.

With so many people, it's quick to pack up and get ready.

Zhou Zhishui borrowed the kitchen from Ning Xi.

Ning Xi thought he hadn't eaten enough.

Zhou Zhishui quickly shook her head, "It's for someone else."

He only knows how to cook the simplest noodles.

The kind where you add oil, salt, and a handful of greens.

Upon hearing that Zhou Zhishui wanted to cook a bowl of noodles to take back, Ning Xi gave Zhou Zhishui the bento box she had kept for herself to take for dinner.

Zhou Zhishui held the lunchbox in both hands as if it were an imperial edict.

Ning Xi was amused by him, "Give me back a new lunchbox. You can keep this one if you use it."

This lunchbox was also newly bought by her; it's electric and heated, and she's never used it.

Zhou Zhishui nodded repeatedly.

Meng Yizhen sat on the sofa, looking down at her phone.

Zhou Zhishui saw him playing Candy Crush and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Meng Yizhen only plays this game, which he considers idiotic, when he is in a very bad mood.

At that moment, he acted as if he hadn't heard him speak at all.

Zhou Zhishui scratched his head, glanced at He Kezhou who was clearing away the dishes, and then looked at Ning Xi.

He looked conflicted.

Ning Xi guessed he had something to say, "What else do you need to borrow?"

Zhou Zhishui pointed apologetically to her clothes, "Lend me another clean dress."

He Kezhou looked at Zhou Zhishui.

Zhou Zhishui quickly explained, "It's not that I wanted to wear it."

"Borrowed for someone else..."

Zhou Zhishui was viewed with suspicion by He Kezhou, which amused Ning Xi.

She said to Zhou Zhishui, "Just borrow clothes openly, don't be so shy."