Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 8: Bai Yueguang’s Stand-In (8)

Shen Liao paused in his actions, then frowned at Jiang Lai, feeling an inexplicable wave of tenderness in his heart.

But he quickly snapped back to reality, his expression darkening.

"Don’t be ridiculous."

After saying this, the man walked into the bathroom, and after finishing his shower, he walked out and saw Jiang Lai burying herself under the covers, refusing to show her face. He sighed in frustration, feeling increasingly displeased, thinking this woman was becoming more disobedient. He had already spent two consecutive nights here, yet she still audaciously made demands.

He looked away, got dressed, and directly headed to the office.

For the next week, Shen Liao did not co back.

Jiang Lai didn’t seek him out. She stayed alone in the room, drawing day and night for a whole week, the waste paper piling up like a small mountain in the basket.

Finally, when she finished, Jiang Lai wrote a letter "J" on the drawing, then compressed and sent it directly to the Light Sensing Ga’s email.

Stretching her body, she took a breath of fresh air. Just as she was about to lie back down for a rest, she received a call from her original mother’s number.

Ever since being with Shen Liao, Jiang Lai hadn’t returned to her hotown. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she was afraid that if she went back, Shen Liao might find another woman. Although Shen Liao seeing soone else had nothing to do with her going ho, the original owner’s thinking was peculiar, as if as long as she guarded this villa, she would be Shen Liao’s only legitimate girlfriend.

"Lai Lai, your dad caught a lot of catfish recently, really fresh. Do you have ti to co back? Mom will make soup for you."

"Sure."

Jiang Lai agreed straightforwardly.

Since she was idle anyway, why not go back and have a look?

The journey ho was long. After a two-hour high-speed train ride, there was still an hour-long bus ride ho.

After all, it was just a small county town. While transportation was inconvenient, the pace of life was much slower.

Her original dad would go fishing whenever he had free ti because Jiang Lai liked eating fish. In her absence, Mrs. Jiang would marinate the fish, waiting for Jiang Lai to co back and eat.

This ti when Jiang Lai returned, both of her parents were very happy, but also quite worried.

"Lai Lai, are you seeing soone?"

The daughter was different from before, which the mother could sense.

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Mm, I started seeing him after graduation."

"Where is he from? How old is he? What does he do?"

"He’s from Jiang City, twenty-eight years old, started his own company, and is his own boss."

The parents nodded. Young and promising, and a young owner; it sounded like good conditions.

"Why didn’t he co back with you then?"

"He’s busy."

"What kind of boss is too busy to even accompany you for a visit ho?"

Mr. Jiang wasn’t easy-going, frowning in disapproval.

Jiang Lai smiled quietly, eating her al, occasionally responding to them, experiencing firsthand what parental love ant.

Life at ho was much better than in Jiang City. Waking up to ho-cooked als, spending days following Mrs. Jiang to sell fruits at the store, and afternoons going fishing with Mr. Jiang by the river, then taking walks with the family in the square after dinner, life was easy and carefree.

While Jiang Lai was happily imrsed in her life here, a hundred miles away in Jiang City, Shen Liao had already arrived at the villa door.

"Jiang Lai, Shen Liao is already at the doorstep."

Little Buding spoke up to remind her.

Jiang Lai’s days had been so relaxed that she almost forgot about the old mastermind, Shen Liao.

At this mont, in the living room.

"Sir, Miss Jiang has gone ho; she’s been gone for three or four days now."

The man sat tensely on the sofa, a somber aura surrounding him. His assistant, holding a suitcase beside him, was sowhat at a loss, not understanding why the boss had rushed here straight from the airport after his business trip, now looking as if soone owed him money.

The surroundings were silent, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

Suddenly, Shen Liao’s phone vibrated lightly. He glanced down, his eyes first flashing with discontent and anger. However, as he read the ssage on his phone, his furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

On the phone was a picture sent by Jiang Lai.

The woman in the photo was holding a watch, taking a selfie. The background was a pink and white wall, with photos from her school days hanging on it.

[Saw this watch while shopping, thought it would suit you.]

[I’m at ho now, just over a hundred kiloters from where you were on your business trip.]

Indeed, the city where he had his business trip was quite close to Jiang Lai’s hotown.

So she went ho to be closer to him?

Thinking of this, Shen Liao’s expression improved significantly.

[My business trip is over.]

[Ah, you’re back?]

The other party sent a pitiful-looking emoji.

Shen Liao didn’t reply because Jiang Lai ntioned she’d be back today.

At night, Jiang Lai returned to the villa, presenting the watch to Shen Liao like a treasure.

"Here, let put it on you."

The man remained still, so Jiang Lai held his hand and put it on him.

This was a relatively affordable luxury n’s watch brand, costing about thirty to forty thousand, re change compared to what Shen Liao was accustod to wearing.

"Do you like it?"

Jiang Lai gazed at him, eyes filled with anticipation, dazzlingly bright and sincere, lacking seductiveness yet full of genuine purity, which left Shen Liao montarily entranced.

He pursed his lips without speaking, his other hand directly clasping the back of Jiang Lai’s head.

"Mmm..."

Jiang Lai bit him.

The man frowned and wiped his lips, feeling a burning pain.

"Jiang Lai!"

"What? You haven’t seen for days, don’t you miss ?"

Shen Liao stared at her deeply, a familiar and fiery light kindling in his eyes.

"If you don’t miss , then I’ll go to sleep."

Jiang Lai turned to leave, but Shen Liao swiftly grabbed her.

"I missed you."

It was inexplicable. Every night during his business trip, all he could think about was this woman. Shen Liao blad everything on Jiang Lai’s physical presence.

To the extent that as soon as he landed, it felt like a spell was cast upon him, drawing him here just because of Jiang Lai.

For the first ti, he wanted to see Jiang Lai, not for her appearance, but for herself.

He knew this girl’s temperant well; she was softer rather than hard. Any shortcomings he faced in words would be made up for in bed later on.

Being a shrewd businessman, he had already evaluated all the pros and cons in a split second.

Jiang Lai blinked joyfully, looking at him.

"Then say you like ."

The man couldn’t help it, directly pulling her close, stripping away the dayti façade of decorum, forcing a sentence out of his throat.

"Behave, and I like you."

Jiang Lai was persistent, still nagging even while being treated like a pancake on a griddle.

"Say you like ."

"..."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"I like you."

"Say it more completely."

"I like you."

This statent was quickly drowned out, with a smile on Jiang Lai’s lips as she looked at the swaying ceiling above her, listening to Little Buding’s voice ringing in her ears.

"Heartbeat Value: Thirty percent

Task Progress: Twenty-five percent."