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

This realization stirred Jiang Jihe's blood. He looked at her deeply and then closed his eyes.

He wrapped one arm around her waist and held the back of her neck with the other, kissing her tenderly and lingeringly.

Jiang Jihe felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction as he noticed the two hands around his neck tightening their grip.

His tongue traced the shape of her lips, then slowly and deliberately continued the kiss.

Occasionally, footsteps could be heard outside, but the two people in the ward could no longer hear them.

All the sensation came from the gentle kiss on his lips; Jiang Jihe felt nothing else.

His weak breath landed on her lips, only to be quickly covered by his own breath.

Their breaths mingled, their eyes gently closed, and they held each other tightly.

The two only ended their conversation when Jiang Jihe's phone rang.

Jiang Jihe withdrew slightly, glanced at her lips, which were moist and glossy from the kiss, and his eyes darkened.

He calmed himself down slightly, slowed his breathing, gently patted Wen Zhining's back to ease her pain, and took out his phone.

It was Wen Yuesheng calling, and it rang for a long time.

He was busy kissing Wen Zhining.

"Feed." He answered the phone, his voice hoarse.

"Where are you? My sister's troubles are all because of your rotten love affairs. Now that something's happened, you've disappeared."

Jiang Jihe pursed his lips and looked at the person leaning against him.

He didn't disappear; instead, he secretly kissed his sister on the hospital bed for a long time.

If he hadn't come to interrupt, the kiss could have lasted much longer.

Jiang Jihe stayed with Wen Zhining in the ward for a long time, feeding her porridge. When Wen Yuesheng brought the food, he only saw Wen Zhining shaking her head and saying to the person who fed her the porridge:

"No, brother." Her voice was soft and gentle, almost like she was pleading.

"Want some more?"

"Ningning needs to eat something light now. I'll make you what you like later, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Zhining reluctantly agreed and opened her mouth to eat a mouthful of porridge.

As soon as she looked up, she met Wen Yuesheng's gaze.

Feeling a little guilty, she stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. Jiang Jihe, unaware of her presence, assumed she didn't want to eat anymore and sat down beside her to coax her.

"Ningning, have a few more bites."

Seeing that he was about to touch her hand, Wen Zhining quickly called out, "Brother."

Jiang Jihe's eyes dimmed, he turned his head to look, and withdrew his hand.

"Looks like you won't be getting to drink the porridge I cooked," Wen Yuesheng said sarcastically.

"I'll drink it later," Jiang Jihe said.

"Why should I give it to you? I cooked it myself. If my sister won't drink it, I'll drink it myself," Wen Yuesheng said indignantly.

"You just keep going against me all day long."

Jiang Jihe: "..."

I should have just told Wen Yuesheng to throw it away; why did I have to try to please him?

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Le Baiqing heard that things weren't going well for her inside, so Jiang Jihe asked people he knew to pull strings and make arrangements to ensure she was taken care of inside.

For example, they would force her to eat bowl after bowl of cilantro until she vomited and fainted, and then they would arrange for someone to scare her every night.

This caused Yue Baiqing to live in constant fear.

Thanks to her, Wen Zhining didn't have to undergo military training, so she expressed her gratitude to those who visited her after being discharged from the hospital.

"Thank you, sister. Actually, I'm fine, but my brother was so worried about me that he insisted I stay in the hospital for a few days, and I even missed military training."

"I heard your brother called the police to have you arrested because of what you said about me online. He's really something."

"But do you want to see him? I'll tell him to come over, and he'll definitely come."

At that moment, Yue Baiqing's face was completely contorted.

But fearing severe retaliation from those inside, he could only beg her to let him go.

Wen Zhining looked at her with a smile, her expression innocent, and said, word by word, "I heard you begging me, but I won't do it."

Enraged, Le Baiqing clung to the glass door as she left, glaring at her intently.

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University life passed quickly. After finishing the first semester, Wen Zhining and Jiang Jihe went on a trip during the winter break.

The day of May 520th is fast approaching.

Couples were seen together all over the school.

Rong Jingshuo and Xue Peng were incredibly envious.

Wen Yuesheng had the foresight to directly exploit the company's employees.

"It's that time of year again when all I can do is play games in my dorm," Xue Peng said.

"It's not like you wouldn't call if it wasn't 520." Jiang Jihe texted Wen Zhining on his phone, ending with a cute emoji before looking up and retorting.

Xue Peng: "..."

"Forget it, old friend." Rong Jingshuo put his arm around his shoulder. "Your brother Jiang doesn't have a partner this year, and he's got a bad temper."

"I bet he's got a new one." Xue Peng glanced at the person who had slowly walked behind them and was still looking down at his phone.

The consequence of not having a girlfriend is probably that Jiang Jihe was walking on campus when he received another confession from a female classmate.

The other person was speaking softly, so Jiang Jihe didn't hear them and walked straight past them while looking at his phone.

"Sorry, he didn't see it," Xue Peng explained.

The other person shook their head and said, "It's okay, can you give me your WeChat ID?"

Xue Peng looked surprised. "If I give it to you, what will I use?"

"If you want to get to know Lao Jiang, go find him yourself. Don't use my WeChat to chat with him."

Rong Jingshuo: "..."

After watching the female classmate leave, Rong Jingshuo fell into a brief silence, followed by suspicion.

"You're not saying someone wants my WeChat account and is trying to contact me through you, are you?"

Xue Peng was even more surprised: "How did you know?"

"I'll beat you to death!"

Jiang Jihe, who had already overtaken them and was walking in the lead, suddenly turned around.

"Where are you going?" Xue Peng asked hurriedly. "He hit me, come and help me."

"I picked up a package for Ningning. I bought her a lot, and she bought a lot too."

Jiang Jihe went to the courier station to pick up a package for Wen Zhining. The students at the courier station saw him arrive and observed him silently.

Looking at handsome guys really does put me in a good mood all day.

Jiang Jihe borrowed a trolley from the courier station, and the staff there immediately lent it to him as soon as they saw it was him.

Jiang Jihe took down each item one by one and placed them on the cart according to the pickup codes sent by Wen Zhining; they were of various sizes.

His classmate noticed that he suddenly frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled as to why he couldn't find the package.

But I still patiently looked at my phone and searched for the pickup code again and again.

Still haven't found it.

Jiang Jihe called Wen Zhining.

From a distance that wasn't too far, a classmate nearby heard him call out, "Ningning."

That sound was so alluring and sensual.

"There's another package I can't find," he said, reaching around to check the package again.

"Okay, it's fine, I'll just return it. I'm going to scan the code to ship it out. Okay, wait for me downstairs in the dormitory."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jihe pushed a cart full of packages to scan the codes and leave the warehouse.

They placed them one by one with patience and care.