Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Fu Yao was speechless.

"Trust me, I can handle him." Yan Zhen grabbed Fu Yao's arm. "We have to teach him a lesson today, otherwise who knows what heinous things he might do next time."

After persuading Fu Yao, Yan Zhen went into a restroom stall and took the garbage bag off the trash can.

Then, she straightened her coat, tied her long, flowing hair into a half-up style like Fu Yao's, slung Fu Yao's bag over her shoulder, and went out.

As soon as she stepped out of the restroom, she immediately noticed a gaze fixed on her, so intense it seemed as if it wanted to bore two holes through her.

The next moment, the other party followed.

Yan Zhen walked towards the parking lot without looking back, seemingly with a relaxed pace, but in reality, he looked up and quietly observed the distribution of the cameras around him.

After identifying one of the blind spots in the surveillance cameras, she squinted and, as she passed the fire extinguisher box at the corner, casually stuffed the half-empty bottle of water that someone had thrown on it into her bag before walking towards the blind spot.

As she approached the blind spot of the surveillance camera, she quickened her pace and jogged a few steps, then vanished from Hu Dawei's sight in a flash.

Hu Dawei was taken aback.

He ran a few steps forward and found the corner of Fu Yao's coat sticking out from under the pillar in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, the hem of her clothes was still trembling slightly.

He immediately realized that his stalking had been exposed. Fu Yao panicked and fled to this place in an attempt to shake him off.

Hu Dawei glanced around, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips. "Isn't being a lawyer supposed to be an elite profession? This Fu Yao isn't exactly smart either."

Hiding in a place like this, isn't that just waiting for him to catch us like a turtle in a jar?

Since the other party couldn't escape, Hu Dawei decided to stop worrying.

Thinking of how Fu Yao had rejected him time and time again and even blocked his WeChat and phone number, he maliciously propped one end of the baseball bat on the ground, dragging it with a thud as he walked forward step by step.

Imagining Fu Yao as a cornered cannon fodder in a TV drama, trembling as he listened to Hu Dawei approach, Hu Dawei's face contorted with excitement.

When he was two steps away from the pillar, he deliberately stopped, preparing to appear in front of Fu Yao with the oppressive aura of a major villain, but something flashed past his eyes, accompanied by a gust of wind.

Before he could react, a foul-smelling garbage bag was placed over his head, and he instantly lost his sight.

Immediately afterwards, fists and feet rained down, and Hu Dawei was so badly beaten that he couldn't tell which way was which.

Hu Dawei was hit more than a dozen times in the eyes and on the bridge of his nose. He screamed repeatedly and blood gushed from his nose. He finally realized that the person in front of him was not Fu Yao.

Fu Yao, a frail woman, simply did not possess such strength.

"Who are you?!" Hu Dawei angrily reached for the garbage bag on his head, but as he raised his hand, the baseball bat fell to the ground with a clatter.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Hu Dawei's heart clenched instantly, hesitating between squatting down to pick up the baseball bat and raising his hand to tear off the garbage bag.

In the brief moment he hesitated, the other person suddenly let out a contemptuous sneer.

Hu Dawei made a quick decision and immediately tore open the garbage bag on his head.

He absolutely had to see who was behind it!

As soon as the garbage bag was torn open and he regained his sight, a loud "clang" rang out as a baseball bat made intimate contact with his forehead.

His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

A few minutes later, Yan Zhen left the parking lot as if nothing had happened.

Fu Yao, who was waiting anxiously outside, immediately drove over and picked her up.

"Are you alright?" Fu Yao asked.

Yan Zhen took off his coat and tossed it into the back seat, then smoothed his long hair: "Everything went smoothly."

Fu Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“However, after this incident, Hu Dawei knows that his stalking has been exposed, and today’s beating is also related to you. He may retaliate against you,” Yan Zhen said. “You should be mentally prepared.”

Fu Yao had completely calmed down by now and said with a wry smile, "He even followed me with a baseball bat, which proves that what he wanted to do to me from the beginning was not much better than revenge. In any case, you have done me a great favor again. If it weren't for you, I might have been in trouble today."

“We’re friends, it’s only natural,” Yan Zhen asked. “What are your plans for the future?”

Fu Yao frowned and said after a while, "I will tell my parents about the seriousness of this matter and have them put pressure on Hu Dawei and his family. Also, I will not go out alone during this period so as not to give him another chance to attack me."

"Well, be careful."

Yan Zhen said this, but his thoughts were completely different.

While beating Hu Dawei in the parking lot, she realized a terrible truth.

In her previous life, Fu Yao was hit and killed by Hu Dawei in the street. This tragedy had nothing to do with whether Fu Yao had completely rejected Hu Dawei, nor with her mother's urging and matchmaking, nor even with Aunt Wang's malicious encouragement.

The root of the problem lies with Hu Dawei—as long as he doesn't give up harassing her, Fu Yao won't be able to escape.

Even in this life, thanks to her own reminders, Fu Yao has realized how terrifying Hu Dawei is and has started trying her best to prevent him. But if nothing unexpected happens, she still can't stop the tragedy from happening.

Fu Yao is a normal person. She needs to socialize and work. She can't stay at home forever.

Whenever she went out, Hu Dawei could always find an opportunity to make a move.

The moment Hu Dawei decided to take action against her, he had already put everything else aside, including his own life and death—he only wanted Fu Yao dead!

Having such a madman as a scapegoat is a dead end.

What is a dead end?

A stalemate that can only be broken if someone dies.

The car entered the tunnel, and it became dark all around.

Yan Zhen turned his head to look at his reflection in the car window, and at Fu Yao, who was driving attentively in the driver's seat.

She reached out and tapped the spot where their reflections overlapped.

Since someone has to die to break the deadlock, let the one who bleeds become the perpetrator.

-

A few days later, Shen Que was discharged from the hospital.

His hearing has recovered to about 30-40%, but he needs to speak loudly to hear. As for his limited limb mobility, he will need to rest in bed and take medication regularly for it to recover slowly.

That evening, Chen Yuan came to Shen Que's house to report on his work.

During this time, he frequently visited the hospital and the Shen family. Shen An became quite familiar with him. While Shen Que was looking at reports, Shen An hugged Chen Yuan's leg and wanted to play the "human swing" game with him.

The so-called human swing is a game in which Shen An uses Chen Yuan's arm as a support point and swings back and forth while climbing up with both hands.

Shen An never got tired of playing, and Chen Yuan also went along with him, stretching out his arm to play along.

After reviewing the report, Shen Que signed it and then asked some questions about work, which Chen Yuan answered one by one.

At that moment, the door to the master bedroom opened, and Yan Zhen came out.

Shen Que keenly noticed that Chen Yuan immediately looked up and exchanged a glance with Yan Zhen.