Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 230

Suddenly, a bright light flashed before her eyes. Sheng Nuan opened them to find herself sitting in a well-lit restaurant, still holding tightly onto Ji Rong.

Oh right, Ji Rong.

“They’re out, they’re out… they made it out too…” Du Chengcheng and Shao Bin cheered, drawing curious glances from the nearby diners, but they didn’t care at all.

Look, look, what’s the big deal? They just scraped by with their lives, how could they care about this?

Meanwhile, Sheng Nuan abruptly pulled open Ji Rong’s shirt.

With a few popping sounds, the buttons scattered to the floor. Ji Rong’s shirt was ripped open, revealing a stretch of fair chest. He immediately froze.

The people across from them and the surrounding diners were all dumbfounded: (〃’▽’〃)

There’s no wound… Sheng Nuan let out a sigh of relief, then only afterward realized what she had just done.

Her movements stiffened for a moment. Then, maintaining a composed expression, she pulled Ji Rong’s shirt back together, covered him with his suit jacket, and patted him. “Ahem, well, as long as you’re okay.”

Ji Rong’s face turned bright red. He looked at her, a bit at a loss and somewhat innocent.

At that moment, Shao Bin exclaimed softly, “Look!”

They all turned to see the red invitation in front of them turning from bright red to black ash right before their eyes. Like a piece of paper burning up, it turned to ashes and then disappeared.

The group fell silent once again.

Listening to the chatter of other customers and seeing the bright sunshine outside the window, they felt a bit dazed.

Even the time on their phones showed that only a moment had passed. To those around them, the group suddenly appeared dazed for a moment, then burst into loud laughter, acting as if they were crazy.

But only they knew what they had just experienced.

That dark, eerie old building… those black mists and sinister shadows…

Zhou Zhe murmured, “So, did Zhao Wenbo and his friends experience the same thing? But they are already…”

The others felt a chill of fear wash over them.

Most of the people who went through this last time have already died, but they were fine, and the red invitation was gone.

They all looked at Sheng Nuan, eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

If Sheng Nuan hadn’t happened to join them for dinner today, if she hadn’t calmly rescued them from that old building, their outcome… would likely have been the same as Zhao Wenbo’s his friends.

Sure enough, the rumors among the wealthy can’t be trusted!

Those people said the fake daughter Sheng Nuan was vain and brainless, that she was restless and looked down on Ji Rong… all lies!

She was clearly courageous and resourceful, loyal and righteous. Not only did she save them, but she also risked her own safety to save Ji Rong.

Across from them, Du Chengcheng sniffed, “I’m so moved. So Miss Sheng and Second Young Master’s relationship is this good.”

The others nodded repeatedly. After all, they had seen with their own eyes how Sheng Nuan had risked everything to save Ji Rong in that bizarre world.

Beside them, Ji Rong also looked a bit uneasy, blushing as he glanced cautiously at Sheng Nuan.

Sheng Nuan immediately perked up, speaking decisively, “Ji Rong is my person. Even though he’s a weakling and a salted fish, I won’t ignore him no matter what.”

Ji Rong: (；へ：)

Sun Yuqing hugged Zhou Zhe’s arm, eyes filled with emotion, nodding continuously…

By the time the group parted ways, Du Chengcheng and the others had changed their way of addressing Sheng Nuan from “Miss Sheng” to “Sister Nuan.”

Back home, the salted fish Ji Rong went to his room to rest, and Sheng Nuan returned to her own room.

Walking past the mirror, she saw that she was still wearing the haute couture dress she had on when she left, but in the blink of an eye, she seemed to see herself wearing that red dress she had exchanged for.

She clicked her tongue, took a shower, and then lay on the bed scrolling through her phone out of boredom.

According to customer service, she had killed an evil spirit’s avatar today. The overall strength of the evil spirit had been weakened, and the speed and likelihood of it occupying Ji Rong’s body had decreased.

It was a small step, but also a big one. At least she now had a general idea of what she was facing.

Then she thought of that man with golden eyes.

Customer service had searched, but due to missing data from the original text being deleted, they couldn’t find any useful information. The only thing they could confirm was that he wasn’t the evil spirit!

In other words, that man with a terrifyingly powerful aura wasn’t the enemy she needed to deal with.

Sheng Nuan breathed a sigh of relief…

The next step is to see when she would encounter the next evil spirit’s avatar.

Sheng Nuan thought for a moment, then took out her phone and posted on her Moments.

Scientific exorcism, physical salvation, invitation recycling, no deception for young or old!

As soon as the post was published, it immediately drew attention from all sides… After all, she was still a hot topic in social circles as the fake daughter who had just entered into a marriage alliance not long ago.

Tao Hui saw the post from her adopted daughter and put down her phone in disdain. Beside her, Sheng Yue smiled innocently, “What’s my sister doing? It seems quite interesting.”

Tao Hui advised earnestly, “Yue’er, you are the true young lady. You mustn’t learn from her unruly ways… Raised for twenty years yet still can’t make it to the stage¹. It’s indeed a matter of one’s bloodline.”

Sheng Yue pursed her lips and smiled, “I’ll listen to Mom.”

Many people left comments under Sheng Nuan’s Moments, asking what she was up to and when she was going to change careers to become a lady master. Some even mocked her, insinuating that she was just seeking attention.

Only Zhou Zhe, Du Chengcheng, and the other two quickly liked Sheng Nuan’s post and commented in unison: Sister Nuan is mighty!

Putting down her phone, Sheng Nuan got up to drink some water. Suddenly remembering something, she turned on her heel and headed straight to Ji Rong’s room.

When she reached the door, Uncle Zhong, the steward, was just coming out of Ji Rong’s room. When he saw her, he immediately nodded respectfully, “Young Madam, the young master is asleep.”

Sheng Nuan waved her hand, “I know, I’ll just take a look. You don’t need to mind me.”

Ji Rong had been stabbed in that world, so she wanted to check on him.

Uncle Zhong’s lips moved, but he said nothing in the end. After nodding, he turned and went downstairs… Sheng Nuan pushed the door open and entered Ji Rong’s room.

The little salted fish was lying on the bed, his face pale. His jet-black eyelashes cast shadows under his eyelids, making him look like a fragile sleeping beauty.

His breathing was steady, and he indeed seemed fine, showing no signs of illness.

Sheng Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned to leave, but just then, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Their gazes met. It would be awkward if she just left now, so Sheng Nuan paused and walked over. “How are you feeling?”

Ji Rong looked at her and smiled shyly, pressing his lips together. “I’m fine… I haven’t had a chance to thank you before. Thank you for saving me.”

Sheng Nuan waved her hand, “No worries, a plastic couple² is still a couple. I said I’d look after you, so I will.”

Ji Rong paused, then smiled softly and said, “Mm…”

The next day, Du Chengcheng and the others came to the Ji family to visit Ji Rong and Sheng Nuan. When they arrived, the four of them were carrying large bags filled with things.

After going home, they had told their parents about their experiences. Some parents were half-believing, some didn’t believe at all, while others, knowing about Zhao Wenbo’s situation, mostly believed them. They then instructed their children to maintain a good relationship with Sheng Nuan.

More connections mean more opportunities.

As Sheng Nuan and Ji Rong were sitting in the first-floor living room, drinking tea and chatting with Du Chengcheng and the others, Ji Chengzhou’s driver, Xiao Zheng, walked in from outside.

Xiao Zheng’s face was pale, his expression fearful and uneasy…