Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 225
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Ji Rong had injured his head, and Sheng Nuan thought he’d at least stay home for a few days. But to her surprise, the very next day, he was already planning to go out and play with his dubious friends.
Ji’s family has a great business, and Ji Rong is famous for his good temper, so he seems to be quite popular.
Just as Ji Rong was about to go out, customer service suddenly reminded Sheng Nuan: In the original storyline, on this very day, Ji Rong had gone out, ended up getting bullied, and then fell ill for a long time after returning.
The weaker and sicker he became, the easier it would be for the evil spirit to take over his body.
Because of this, as Ji Rong stepped out of his room and was about to go downstairs, Sheng Nuan stopped him. “Where are you going?”
Ji Rong obediently replied, “Out to play with friends.”
Sheng Nuan nodded. “Alright, wait a moment. I’ll go with you.”
Ji Rong was stunned. “Huh?”
Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow. “What, am I not welcome?”
Ji Rong shook his head meekly. “No, it’s just… you didn’t like my friends before, right?”
Sheng Nuan hummed. “True, I didn’t. But you’re so fragile that I don’t feel safe letting you go out alone… I’ve decided that since you’ve made up your mind to be a salted fish, I’ll protect you from now on.”
She turned and walked back to her bedroom to change clothes, muttering, “You’re my husband in name, after all. I can’t just let others bully you!”
Watching Sheng Nuan’s retreating figure, Ji Rong subtly raised an eyebrow…
Soon, Sheng Nuan came out wearing a dress from C brand’s spring collection, the kind that wasn’t easy to buy even with money… The bright green color was eye-catching, but on her, it didn’t feel flashy; it only accentuated her fair skin and beauty.
Her wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, framing her face that was as small as a palm with faint dimples at the corners of her lips. As she reached the top of the stairs, she saw Ji Rong still standing there waiting obediently.
She stepped forward and directly took the little sickly’s arm, but noticed Ji Rong’s body stiffen slightly as he paused and tried to pull his arm away.
Sheng Nuan raised an eyebrow. “What’s the matter?”
Ji Rong lowered his gaze, speaking softly. “Others will see…”
“Let them see! What’s there to be afraid of?” Sheng Nuan tutted but didn’t hold onto him any longer, instead using the stair railing for support as she headed down.
She just needed a cane because her heels were too high…
As they reached the ground floor, they saw Ji Chengzhou walking in from outside.
Ji Chengzhou lived on the first floor, while Sheng Nuan and Ji Rong lived on the second.
As Ji Chengzhou walked in and Sheng Nuan headed out, the two passed each other. Ji Chengzhou had already prepared himself for another inexplicable entanglement with Sheng Nuan, but to his surprise, she walked right past him without even a glance.
Ji Chengzhou was a little surprised, raising an eyebrow slightly before smiling and greeting Ji Rong, “Going out?”
Ji Rong smiled and nodded. “Going out with some friends.”
Ji Chengzhou gave a nod. “Stay safe.”
With that, he turned and walked to his study…
As Sheng Nuan reached the door, she saw Xiao Zheng, Ji Chengzhou’s driver, carrying some items inside.
Seeing him, Sheng Nuan frowned slightly.
She noticed that with every step Xiao Zheng took, a small pool of water would appear beneath his feet, only to vanish a moment later.
Puzzled, Sheng Nuan asked customer service: “What’s that?”
Customer service coughed: “The physical exorcism skill also includes a third eye ability, but I partially blocked it to prevent discomfort for you. Would the host like to fully activate it and take a look?”
Sheng Nuan’s curiosity was piqued. “Go ahead, open it.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a chill in her eyes, and then she saw a bloated, decaying body clinging to Xiao Zheng…
Caught off guard, Sheng Nuan nearly choked. “Alright, that’s enough. Half activation is fine.”
Customer service chuckled mischievously.
Sheng Nuan turned around and was about to leave, but then called back, “Xiao Zheng.”
Xiao Zheng turned around helplessly. “Young Madam, what are your orders?”
Sheng Nuan used to bother Ji Chengzhou a lot, and Xiao Zheng had often been caught in the crossfire.
Sheng Nuan hummed. “Be careful with water these few days. Stay away from it if you can…”
Xiao Zheng was confused, but Sheng Nuan had already turned and climbed into the car. Left with no explanation, he could only chalk it up to another of her whims.
Soon, Sheng Nuan and Ji Rong were dropped off at the restaurant where his friends were already waiting.
When they saw Sheng Nuan arrive with Ji Rong, the four young people looked shocked, instinctively glancing at Ji Rong.
The matter of the fake daughter was common knowledge in their circle, so how could it be that this fake daughter, who supposedly didn’t like Ji Rong, was out with him?
Although her identity was fake, her beauty and temperament were real… Just look at her striding in with a queen-like demeanor; it was clear that the soft-tempered Ji Rong had probably been bullied a lot.
Once they were seated, the group introduced themselves to Sheng Nuan.
The one with dyed red hair, looking like a punk, was named Shao Bin, while the girl with a bun and round eyes was called Du Chengcheng. There was also a couple, the guy was named Zhou Zhe, and the girl was named Sun Yuqing.
These friends all came from good families but had little ambition and few schemes. They were content to live off their families. It was no wonder they could be friends with Ji Rong—they were all salted fish.
Not long after the dishes were served, Zhou Zhe started talking about a strange story he’d heard. “Have you all heard about that red invitation incident with Zhao Wenbo? It’s pretty eerie.”
Sun Yuqing looked a bit surprised. “What incident? How come I haven’t heard you mention it before?”
Zhou Zhe clicked his tongue. “I just found out this morning. Since we were going to meet this afternoon, I thought I’d share it with everyone…”
Zhou Zhe began recounting the “red invitation” incident he’d heard about.
A few days ago, a wealthy second-generation heir named Zhao Wenbo suddenly found a bright red invitation card in his pocket. It had the name of a restaurant written on it, along with a time, and it looked quite strange.
Thinking it was a prank by one of his friends, Zhao Wenbo dismissed it and casually tossed the card into a trash can by the road.
But two days later, while hanging out at a bar with friends, he suddenly found the same invitation card back in his pocket.
It still had the same restaurant and time, and the time was exactly one minute later.
Zhao Wenbo laughed and scolded those present, asking who was playing tricks, but no one admitted to it. The next moment, everyone there inexplicably found themselves in a different place.
Zhou Zhe lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously, “Zhao Wenbo said it was a restaurant, but not a human restaurant… Terrible things happened there, and all his friends died. He was saved by someone whose face he couldn’t see, and that person opened a door for him to escape…”
Sun Yuqing was tense. “And then?”
Zhou Zhe swallowed hard. “Then Zhao Wenbo ran out that door and found himself back in the bar. At the same time, those friends of his were acting crazy, crying and laughing as they ran outside…”
One fell from a building, one got hit by a car, and one shattered a glass door and severed an artery… All of them were the same friends who had died in that restaurant!”
Zhou Zhe’s voice was low. “Zhao Wenbo also fell gravely ill, and it’s said that his family hired many so-called mystics to stay at the Zhao house every day…”
Everyone perked up their ears to listen, and just then, Shao Bin next to them laughed and scolded, “You’re telling this story just to scare me, aren’t you? Come on, when did you slip this thing into my pocket?”
Several people subconsciously turned their heads and saw that what Shao Bin was holding was indeed a bright red invitation card…
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