Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

That evening, Wen Zhining was about to go to the yacht and was hailing a taxi on the roadside when she unexpectedly ran into Luan Keke.

"What a coincidence." Luan Keke walked up to her.

It was no coincidence at all; she saw Wen Zhining's post on WeChat Moments, screenshots of her chat history with He Yuheng, and a photo of her waiting for a car on the roadside.

[My dog ​​is still urging me, but I'm still leisurely waiting for the car. Otherwise, you can come pick me up yourself. (Image) (Image)]

The chat history showed He Yuheng asking her why she hadn't arrived at the yacht yet, to which she replied that she was on her way.

Luan Keke glanced at her phone; the last message she sent to He Yuheng was the one she had sent not long ago:

Are you guys going out tonight?

He Yuheng had just replied with: 【Hmm】

"What a coincidence," Wen Zhining asked, "Have you finished work?"

Luan Keke nodded. "I went to Brother He's golf course this morning and just finished tutoring a student when I saw you."

She came to this road specifically because she saw it on her WeChat Moments.

Before Wen Zhining could reply, her phone rang.

It was He Yuheng who called.

"Wait for me where you are, I'll be there soon. Your dad will buy you some oranges and come to pick you up."

Wen Zhining laughed, "He Yuheng, are you itching for a beating?"

The two exchanged a few more words, and Wen Zhining finally told him to hurry up or she would really leave by car before hanging up the phone.

"Are you on the phone with Brother He?" Luan Keke asked.

"Yes." Wen Zhining nodded. "He said he'd be there in a bit to pick me up."

"I forgot to tell him you were here too. I really didn't expect this bastard to be willing to come all the way from the yacht to pick me up, considering how far it is." Wen Zhining smiled.

Luan Keke was silent for a moment.

Wen Zhining was looking at her phone and didn't pay attention to her, but suddenly heard her ask:

"I saw you do an over-the-shoulder throw at the restaurant the other day, it looked like you'd practiced it, how come you always lose to Brother He?"

Luan Keke looked at her boldly, "Could it be that she's actually trying to seduce him and create physical contact?"

When He Yuheng arrived by car, he only saw Wen Zhining looking at him with red eyes.

Luan Keke was still smug, thinking she had been right.

He Yuheng, driving a Rolls-Royce, got out of the driver's seat and walked around to them, immediately noticing that Wen Zhining was acting strangely.

"What's wrong? Are you really angry?" He Yuheng shrugged. "I didn't buy any oranges."

"I'm not going." Her voice was choked with emotion. "You go and have fun with her."

As he was speaking, he tried to flag down a taxi on the side of the road, but He Yuheng grabbed his hand.

"What's wrong? Who upset you?" He asked, confused. "I was just joking with you. You always act like this, calling me your son. Fine, I won't say it again, okay?"

He Yuheng thought about it again and again, but he still felt that this was not the reason, after all, he would make such jokes to tease the other person every day.

He immediately turned his gaze to Luan Keke beside him, his voice a little deep: "What did you do?"

"She didn't do anything," Wen Zhining said, giving him a shove. "She just likes you."

"I won't hit or yell at you anymore. I can't beat you anyway, and I don't want people to think I'm trying to seduce you and make physical contact. Are you satisfied now?"

"If you find me annoying, just say so. Why let her provoke me? You know perfectly well who I learned those skills to defend myself against."

He Yuheng felt a little dizzy from the way she spoke—a voice that was both urgent and angry, yet sounded like she was being coquettish.

But based on the meaning of her words, he understood it very well.

He Yuheng grabbed Wen Zhining's wrist to stop her from leaving, then looked coldly at Luan Keke, "Did you say this?"

"Apologize." His voice, tinged with coldness, rang in Luan Keke's ears.

She remembered that on the first day they met, she was attracted to this man as soon as she entered the bar, but there was a dazzling Wen Zhining by his side.

When he came over with his phone and asked for her number, she vaguely guessed that the two of them were not related.

When he asked for her phone number, his voice was soft yet had a nonchalant, magnetic quality that was particularly pleasant to hear.

She had been trying so hard to make him like her, but now he hadn't even asked why, and just told her to apologize to Wen Zhining.

Tears streamed down Luan Keke's face. "You just believe what she said?"

"She wouldn't lie, and she wouldn't say such things for no reason. Who else but you would bully her?"

He Yuheng said, word by word, "Didn't you just say those things?"

Luan Keke fell silent, surprised that he showed no reaction whatsoever to her crying.

Wen Zhining stood beside He Yuheng, tilted her head slightly and leaned on his shoulder, giving him a smug smile.

Luan Keke froze.

"Apologize." He Yuheng repeated coldly, "I don't have much patience. If you don't get her forgiveness, I can't guarantee you can survive in City A."

This statement was almost a threat.

Passersby were subtly glancing in their direction.

The person who was usually so relaxed and easygoing now exuded a certain pressure.

Feeling humiliated, Luan Keke lowered her head and cried, saying to Wen Zhining, "I'm sorry."

She was choking back tears and trembling; she looked so pitiful.

This is the second time she has apologized to Wen Zhining today.

"No matter how much you like him, don't say things like that again. It really hurts me. You don't understand my experience, you don't know how hurtful it is." Wen Zhining pursed her lips, looking pitiful.

He Yuheng opened the passenger door, Wen Zhining got in, and the two left.

Luan Keke was left behind, enduring the different looks from passersby, before covering her face and running away.

While the car was waiting at a traffic light, the person who was making funny jokes to cheer up Wen Zhining stopped talking.

He looked down at the girl who had thrown herself into his arms.

Her soft, black hair fell onto him, and her face was buried in his chest, so her expression was not visible.

"I'm so heartbroken, He Yuheng," she said, her voice filled with grievance.

He Yuheng patted her on the back, "Don't worry, I'll avenge you."

Wen Zhining raised her neck, revealing her beautiful face. At this moment, her eyelashes trembled, and she clutched his clothes helplessly and pitifully, which made people feel sorry for her.

"Don't go too far," she said.

"Hmm," he responded, leaning back lazily in his chair. "Hello, bro, you're a bad guy."

Wen Zhining was amused and burst out laughing.

"As expected, true friendship is revealed in times of trouble. A son is always the best to his father." Wen Zhining wiped away her tears and smiled through her tears.

He Yuheng: "..."

"You've ruined the whole warm and cozy scene I was building up." He poked her forehead, annoyed.

"Get back in your seat, let's drive."

"So you do know how to drive." Wen Zhining glanced at the car behind her, honked a few times, and then turned to the other side to leave.

The people inside were probably cursing under their breath, but they didn't dare to do anything after seeing his car and license plate.

"With money, I can drive sideways." He Yuheng slowly turned the steering wheel.