Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Fu Yi drove his red Haojue at breakneck speed on the track, leaving the second-place finisher far behind and taking first place with an absolute advantage.

When Fu Yi crossed the finish line, cheers and screams erupted.

Fu Yi removed his helmet, opened his arms, let out a long sigh, and contentedly enjoyed the unparalleled glory that this moment brought him: flashing lights, flowers, beautiful women…

Everything and everything belongs to him, Fu Yi!

Fu Yi was surrounded and led to the lounge to rest. He played around with Gu Yuxi for a short while before the door was knocked on by the event organizers.

The organizer was a slightly sleazy middle-aged man. His eyes lingered on Gu Yuxi for a moment before he smiled and said, "Young Master Fu, it's an honor to meet you."

Fu Yi was annoyed by the organizer's arrogant expression. He ignored the man's flattery and continued to joke and play with Gu Yuxi.

The man, his thick, greasy face showing some embarrassment, shamelessly asked again, "Young Master Fu, are you satisfied with this competition?"

Fu Yi looked up from Gu Yuxi's shoulder, glanced at the man with disdain, then took the grapes Gu Yuxi offered and gave a casual "hmm".

The organizer, suppressing his anger, continued to smile obsequiously: "If Young Master Fu likes it this time, we would appreciate it if you could put in a good word for us with him. Otherwise, if we withdraw our investment, none of us will have a good time."

Her initially good mood was dampened upon hearing Fu Jingheng's name. She gave the organizers a few perfunctory words and sent them away.

Knowing that she would have many competitors, both overt and covert, Gu Yuxi put a lot of effort into her outfit. She wore light and thin clothes that accentuated her figure, making her flat-chested body appear curvaceous.

Gu Yuxi knew Fu Yi's temperament pretty well, so she naturally knew how to attract his attention. As expected, Fu Yi saw her as soon as he got out of the car.

When Fu Yi took her to the lounge without hesitation, he was essentially asserting his ownership of Gu Yuxi in front of his friends.

She wanted to deter those slutty, pretentious women from the outside world and show them that Fu Yi belonged to her, Gu Yuxi.

After Fu Yi saw the organizers off, he looked at Gu Yuxi, who was dressed lightly, in his arms, and felt uninterested. He made up an excuse to go to the restroom.

Fu Yi had just sat down on the toilet when he heard someone coming out from outside.

"Damn it, who do you think you are, daring to give me attitude?"

Fu Yi recognized the voice outside the door; it was the same organizer who had just been smiling apologetically at him.

Fu Yi pressed his tongue against his cheek, suppressing his anger as he continued to listen.

After the organizer finished speaking, another man chimed in, "That's right, he's just an arrogant junior. You don't need to take him seriously. He'll only be in the limelight for a few more days. Just consider it a last-ditch effort."

"What do you mean?"

The man glanced mysteriously at the doorway, and seeing no one was there, whispered to the organizer, "I heard that Fu Jingheng wants to get married!"

"What? Fu Jingheng is getting married? Is this news reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable!"

Fu Yi didn't listen carefully to what was said after that; all he could hear was the news that Fu Jingheng was getting married.

Thinking about what I had discovered before, an indescribable emotion surged within me.

……

Xiao Xiao was off work today and didn't have to go to her part-time job. She was just about to sleep in when Fu Jingheng woke her up to go buy a wedding dress for a friend.

On his way to the city center, Fu Jingheng received countless phone calls seeking confirmation of the news of his marriage, many of which were from women.

Fu Jingheng replied in a businesslike manner, and even through the screen, Xiaoxiao could hear the sound of her sisters' hearts breaking.

Xiao Xiao suddenly became very curious: with so many young ladies admiring Fu Jingheng, had he never been moved by him?

Xiao Xiao secretly observed Fu Jingheng through the rearview mirror.

The man's face showed no emotion whatsoever, as if he were simply chatting with his family about ordinary little things, his deep, captivating eyes still fixed on the distance ahead.

Xiao Xiao muttered, "How heartless!"

"To be kind to others is to be heartless to oneself. It's a lose-lose situation. I'm not a great philanthropist, just a businessman. It's not worth it."

A man's voice suddenly came from ahead, startling Xiao Xiao, who was in a daze.

Fu Jingheng frowned, feeling there was no need for him to explain. He glanced at the girl behind him who was in a daze, and then the car returned to silence.

After a long silence, the two arrived at the wedding dress shop.

The dress shop wasn't crowded. Fu Jingheng picked out a few dresses for Xiaoxiao to change into, while he sat there leisurely waiting.

Xiao Xiao chose the most flattering dress to change into and listened to Fu Jingheng's movements from behind the curtain. Only when she heard Fu Jingheng answer the phone did she ask the waiter to lift the curtain.

Fu Jingheng was on the phone with Fu Zhenghua, his face not looking too good. Suddenly his vision brightened, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the slender, snow-white girl bathed in soft light.

The originally slender girl has gained some weight, with a long, swan-like neck, smooth and rounded pink shoulders, and a fishtail skirt with a slit that extends down her back.

Looking at the exposed, pale legs, Fu Jingheng's brows remained furrowed. "Do you think this is appropriate?"

"This is one of our new spring arrivals, designed by a top Italian designer..."

The fitting room attendant was enthusiastically introducing the dress, after all, not everyone can pull off this kind of wedding dress that suits both men and women; even she was mesmerized by it just now.

Before the fitting clerk could finish speaking, Fu Jingheng ruthlessly interrupted her, "Go and get me your winter wedding dresses."

"Huh?" The fitting room clerk didn't react. It's already spring, and it's so hot. Who would still wear a padded jacket?

"Didn't you hear me? I told you to bring a winter wedding dress. It's still a bit cold outside, aren't you afraid of getting sick dressed like this?" Fu Jingheng glared at Xiaoxiao and ordered the fitting room attendant to bring the most conservative dress.

Xiao Xiao, who had originally wanted to see Fu Jingheng's surprised reaction, now regretted it and looked at the mountain of wedding dresses, feeling like crying.