Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

A hint of displeasure at being disturbed flashed across Jiang Chenyan's eyes.

He didn't want to pay any attention to it.

The vibration made three sounds, paused for one second, and then made three more sounds.

This was an urgent, exclusive code sent by Cen Zhou.

Jiang Chenyan paused, forcibly suppressing half of the surging desire in his dark eyes.

He knew very well that Cen Zhou knew what he was doing.

If it weren't for an extremely urgent matter, Cen Zhou would never have dared to disturb him at this time.

Jiang Li took the opportunity to move a little distance from his embrace.

"Brother, check the messages first, just in case something urgent comes up."

Upon hearing the word "Big Brother," Jiang Chenyan's eyes darkened.

"Call me by my name," he corrected domineeringly.

"Jiang Chenyan." Jiang Li obediently changed her address, her eyes still glistening with tears, looking both delicate and soft.

The man then raised his hand and ruffled her hair with satisfaction.

He straightened Jiang Li's disheveled collar, then held the limp little girl in his arms, his chin resting against her forehead.

He took out his phone with one hand.

A file popped up on the screen; the sender was Cen Zhou.

Jiang Chenyan opened the file.

My gaze fell directly on the identification conclusion at the bottom.

Sample 1: Ginger Pear.

Sample 2: Jiang Shaoting and Fu Lingyi.

Test results:

Biological parentage is not supported.

The last line of text is highlighted in bold, bright red font.

They are not related by blood.

Jiang Chenyan stared at the conclusion on the screen.

The intense pleasure surging through his chest could no longer be contained.

He chuckled softly.

Laughter traveled from deep within her chest to Jiang Li, bringing with it a chilling, morbid feeling.

The final shackle.

That layer of ethical obstacles was suffocating him, forcing him to cautiously explore the issue as his "older brother."

At that moment, everything vanished into thin air.

Even if the whole family opposes it, even if the Xie family makes a huge fuss.

He could legitimately keep her by his side and take advantage of her.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Li leaned against his chest, feeling a little flustered by his laughter.

She looked up, her face misty with tears, and asked.

Jiang Chenyan casually tossed his phone onto the carpet.

He lowered his head, his gaze intense.

There was no longer any pretense or restraint in his eyes.

The scene was filled with the extreme greed of hungry wolves eyeing the lamb, ready to tear it apart and rip it apart.

Jiang Chenyan looked down at her.

He picked up a strand of her long hair with his fingers and slowly wrapped it around his fingertips.

"Your test results are in."

His lips curved into a dangerous yet alluring smile.

"You have no blood relation to the Jiang family."

Jiang Li's fingers tightened, her eyes filled with panic.

"What's going on? Are you kidding me, bro?"

Jiang Chenyan enveloped her small hand in his large palm.

Hearing that soft, gentle "Big Brother," he didn't frown as usual.

In those extremely dark eyes, an indescribable heat surged forth.

He used to hate that title; it represented an ethical divide looming over him.

He needs constant reminders of how outrageous his possessiveness is.

Now that their wish has finally come true, this title has become a source of amusement.

"I'm not lying to you. When Cen Zhou was investigating Xie Linchuan, he found that he took Xu Zhixia's sample to the hospital for testing."

The man spoke calmly, as if he were stating a trivial matter.

"Xu Zhixia was born on the same day, month, and year as you, and in the same private hospital."

"Most importantly, she looks a lot like Fu Lingyi."

Jiang Chenyan's slender fingers gently stroked Jiang Li's fair cheek, with an air of complete composure.

"Then, I took your hair and did an expedited comparison with Jiang Shaoting and Fu Lingyi."

As you can see, you are not related by blood.

Jiang Li's small mouth was slightly open, and her watery eyes were wide open.

This man's methods are terrifying.

It's only been a few hours!

Don't normal paternity test results usually come out in a week?

[Honey! He's even over his last psychological barrier now!]

The system was excitedly roaring in her mind, and the fat cow cat was twisting and turning.

This living devil has completely let loose now; you know that's called being licensed to work!

[Your man even took birth control pills beforehand; this is clearly a premeditated plan to devour you whole!]

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat.

Birth control pills? He, a grown man, actually took those kinds of pills by himself.

Just to prevent her from getting pregnant, they even resorted to such a destructive tactic that would cut off their lineage.

Jiang Li knew perfectly well that she had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Finally, I don't have to wear a hat while dating anymore.

But the play must continue.

The girl's tears fell in large drops, her delicate white hands clutching the man's black shirt collar.

"So, I'm not my parents' daughter, and you're not my older brother?"

Jiang Chenyan looked at her pitiful crying face, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and pressed his large hand against the back of her neck.

The rough, thin callus scraped across the girl's delicate, tender skin on the back of her neck.

With the amplification of both senses, half of Jiang Li's body went limp, and even her spine felt weak.

Instead of offering comfort, the man chuckled softly.

The laughter revealed extreme joy, as well as long-suppressed madness.

He grabbed her slender waist and lifted her up a bit.

Its towering figure loomed over them, creating a powerful sense of oppression.

"Yes, not my younger sister."

Jiang Chenyan gripped the back of her head with his large hand, his low, husky voice revealing an extremely dangerous satiation.

"No one can trap me with those two words anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her water-red lips.

The man's kiss was incredibly domineering, with a greedy, devouring quality, as he pried open her lips and plundered her without reservation.

Jiang Li felt as if her breath had been completely sucked out, and she was even losing her ability to think little by little.

She weakly pressed her hands against the man's hard, hot chest.

The cool obsidian cufflinks brushed against her delicate skin, sending a chill down her spine.

Jiang Chenyan's hand moved down her supple back, his fingertips unzipping the invisible zipper on the side of her dress.

The fabric slipped down slightly, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on her shoulders and neck.

The man's breathing was heavy. His thin lips left hers and kissed her along her jawline up to her collarbone.

The scalding breath made Jiang Li flinch.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she let out a soft whimper like a kitten.

The man's thigh muscles were taut and hard as iron.

Jiang Li sat on his lap and could clearly sense the dangerous aggression emanating from him.

This man clearly wanted to devour her alive.

"Hmm, big brother."

The girl reached out and pushed the man's shoulder, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

"Stop kissing me, my makeup is ruined."

Jiang Li nestled softly in his arms, her little hands grabbing his mischievous fingers.

She suddenly remembered the most important thing today, after all, there were hundreds of celebrities and politicians waiting outside.

"Is the engagement party about to start? Mom and Dad and the guests are all waiting."

The girl tilted her head up, her voice soft and sweet: "We can't hide here forever, they're definitely looking for me outside."

Jiang Chenyan stopped what he was doing.

He held her with one arm and slowly straightened her slipped shoulder strap with the other.

The man's eyes were filled with undisguised desire for control, and he showed no sign of panic despite the large commotion outside.

He leaned back on the leather sofa, holding the little girl on his lap, a smile playing on his lips.

The banquet has been cancelled.

The man's tone was languid, as casual as if he were saying that the weather was nice tonight.

Jiang Li opened her eyes wide, her watery almond-shaped eyes full of confusion.

The system was also confused, and even the electronic voice changed its tone.

[That doesn't make sense. Even if Xie Linchuan got the paternity test results, he wouldn't have canceled the banquet; he would have just made an excuse and run away.]