Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

He Jing carried her horizontally across the mess on the floor and kicked open the carved door to the master bedroom.

The deep red Romanée-Conti, mixed with blood, meandered across her fair instep; He Jing saw it and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He Jing's fingertips unconsciously traced the bleeding wound. Suddenly remembering the sleeping pill bottles scattered on the ground, his expression turned serious. "Gu Xiaoxiao," he said, trapping her between the down comforter and his chest, but only gently brushing away the strands of hair clinging to her neck. "Your ex-boyfriend is me, and your current husband is me too, understand?"

Feeling the back of the person in his arms tense up instantly, a look of pain flashed across He Jing's eyes, but his palms gripped her lower back firmly.

He Jing's fingertips caressed the back of Gu Xiaoxiao's neck, the scent of pine mixed with the moisture from her still-damp hair wafting onto her trembling eyelashes.

Gu Xiaoxiao's tears fell again, looking pitiful and heartbreaking. That was how she had deceived herself into thinking she was going abroad to develop her career, and then she never returned.

"Gu Xiaoxiao," He Jing suddenly grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her to look up, his eyes surging with restrained madness, "No matter how much you cry, I can't soften my heart and let you go..." His words stopped abruptly because Gu Xiaoxiao's lips suddenly pressed against his bobbing Adam's apple.

Just as a thunderclap exploded outside the window, Gu Xiaoxiao, who had suddenly been taken into control, came to her senses and tasted the aroma of blood mixed with agave.

He Jing's loss of control was more ferocious than she had anticipated, dragging her into a vortex of five years' worth of pent-up longing. Gu Xiaoxiao tried to push He Jing away, but she couldn't.

As the twelve-carat blue diamond was still on her ring finger, Gu Xiaoxiao heard his hoarse murmur in her oxygen-deprived state: "Gu Xiaoxiao... you provoked me first, don't even think about getting away unscathed."

The next afternoon, Gu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes to the scent of pine filling the room. He Jing was leaning against the bay window, working on official documents, his morning robe loosely draped over his chest, revealing his muscular chest. Gu Xiaoxiao unconsciously swallowed.

"Have you seen enough?" He Jing typed on the keyboard without looking up, the blue light from the screen reflecting the fresh bite marks on the side of her neck. Gu Xiaoxiao blushed and avoided his gaze.

“There’s still an hour and a half before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes in the morning…” He Jing suddenly paused, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, his fingertips hovering over the Enter key for a long time.

The sunlight streaming in through the bay window gilded the mint green tie with a golden hue, and it was wrapped around Gu Xiaoxiao's fair toes, just as it had wrapped around his waist during their passionate night.

He Jing suddenly closed his laptop, the metal frame making a dull thud against the solid wood windowsill, and got up to walk straight to Gu Xiaoxiao.

As He Jing approached Gu Xiaoxiao, the gilded tie rustled softly against her toes with each step. He leaned over, bracing himself against the edge of the bed, the scent of pine mingled with the lingering aroma of agave enveloping her. His fingertips traced the red marks left on her collarbone from the previous night, his voice carrying a dangerous tenderness:

"The farewell kiss you owed me five years ago, last night you repaid it thirty-six times, with interest."

He pinched her burning earlobe, his gaze sweeping over the mint green tie on her delicate feet. "Now it's time to settle the score for leaving without saying goodbye—did you think you could disappear by simply leaving and deleting your social media accounts?"

The brooch on his chest suddenly pressed against her chest, its sharp edges pointing out: "Back then, you lied to me about going to Milan to study dance, but you ended up on TV, arm in arm with another man in a white suit." The sunlight highlighted his taut jawline.

Gu Xiaoxiao's fingertips trembled, and she was about to speak when He Jing bit her lip: "And you were even voted the best on-screen couple?" He suddenly picked her up and carried her to the dressing room, where the custom-made wedding dress shimmered under a dust cover. "You kept the wedding dress I gave you, yet you're still thinking about playing a couple with someone else? Gu Xiaoxiao, don't you have a heart?"

The moment the thunder roared outside the window, Gu Xiaoxiao finally saw the dusty wedding dress, which seemed to have been locked deep inside the dressing room by the original owner. If it weren't for her unintentional act last time, He Jing probably wouldn't have discovered it.

He Jing buried his face in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice, "Don't make me wait another five years, Gu Xiaoxiao." His Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed a sob. This decisive man in the business world was now trembling even as he held her.

Gu Xiaoxiao's consciousness became hazy again, and when she regained consciousness, she had already obtained her marriage certificate with He Jing.

Just as Gu Xiaoxiao was about to reach out and grasp the gold-embossed red book, she suddenly felt a powerful force push her from behind, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Gu Xiaoxiao turned around in surprise and saw a couple holding hands, their faces full of happiness, squeezing past her from behind. The two seemed completely unaware of how much their behavior was bothering Gu Xiaoxiao, engrossed in their intimate conversation and oblivious to the presence of those around them.

In the shoving, Gu Xiaoxiao almost lost her sunglasses. She frantically tried to steady them, only to find herself losing her balance. Just as she was about to fall, a warm hand caught her arm.

Gu Xiaoxiao looked closely and saw that it was He Jing standing to the side. He looked at Gu Xiaoxiao calmly and said, "Be careful."

Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at He Jing, who was expressionless, and realized that he was a completely different person from the He Jing she met in private. This made her wonder if the fact that He Jing and she had registered their marriage ahead of time was also caused by a system malfunction.

"Miss Gu! Miss Gu!"

Mo Feng, pushing his luggage, and Zhui Feng, looking utterly hopeless, walked in through the bulletproof glass door.

"Mr. He instructed that we will accompany Miss Gu throughout her trip to ensure her safety." Mo Feng, the leader, said excitedly, handing over a black card. "All expenses for your trip can be paid using Mr. He's supplementary card."

Is He Jing slapping someone and then offering them a sweet treat? What's going on here?

Gu Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the black card handed to her, as if it were nothing particularly important. However, He Jing, standing beside her, keenly noticed the subtle change in her expression.

He Jing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a half-smile, "If you don't take this card now, those two won't get their overtime pay later... Don't you still have some vacation allowance?" His tone was relaxed, but the threat in it was hard to ignore.

Gu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, clearly displeased with He Jing's words. However, she didn't respond immediately, remaining silent for a moment. Just when He Jing thought she would continue to insist, Gu Xiaoxiao suddenly reached out and grabbed the black card tightly.

"Fine, I'll take it, okay?" Her voice carried a hint of helplessness, but more so a sense of compromise.

Mo Feng witnessed this scene and couldn't help but sigh: The goddess is truly too kind! Just because she was worried that he, an insignificant fan, would be implicated, she didn't hesitate to take out the black card. Such kindness and soft-heartedness are both touching and heartbreaking.