Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Gu Yao enjoyed watching the play, but he also realized that something was amiss.

At first, he thought it was a scheme orchestrated by Ming Huaijin to completely ruin Ming Huaili's reputation, which Shen Yi just happened to stumble upon.

Now it seems that Shen Yi was the real target.

So what is the purpose?

Who would dare to harm the only son of the Shen family at this critical juncture?

Gu Yao stared into deep thought, when suddenly a brilliant idea flashed in his mind.

It is Ming Huaijin.

By undermining the Shen family's neutrality, they were forced to join their cause.

Shen Yi is the only son of the third generation of the Shen family. Even if this performance is poorly executed, the Shen family will still have a grudge.

Moreover, even if the Shen family has suspicions and investigates this woman, the most likely outcome would be that she is one of Ming Huaili's people.

He believed that Ming Huaijin had this ability.

A tiger that has been lying in wait for many years will surely strike with deadly force.

Only then can I be worthy of the humiliation I have suffered over the years.

They must have the ability to oversee the whole situation.

As expected, the woman was no match for Shen Yi and was captured. She then bit down on the poison in her teeth and committed suicide on the spot.

Shen Yi didn't even have time to stop it; only a corpse remained on the spot.

The Prefect of Shuntian Prefecture arrived late.

With an arrogant expression, Shen Yi handed the person—no, now it should be the corpse—to the accompanying soldiers.

The young man, who had just finished a fight, had a light sheen of sweat on his face, and his eyes were full of dashing spirit.

He bowed and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Gu Yao, "Thank you for your help. May I ask your name?"

Looking up, Shen Yi met a pair of smiling eyes—exquisitely beautiful emerald eyes, clear and bright, like plum wine with ice on a summer day, refreshing and delightful.

Shen Yi's face flushed red, and a heat rose to his cheeks.

He never expected that such a decisive and efficient method would be done by such a wealthy young man who looked like a refined scholar.

He had assumed it would be some rough-and-tumble江湖人士 (jianghu figures, people from all walks of life).

Gu Yao couldn't help but laugh when he saw the man's face, which was as red as a monkey's butt.

This young master of the Shen family is quite adorable.

Hearing Gu Yao's laughter, Shen Yi felt even more embarrassed and ashamed.

So what if her savior is good-looking? She blushes when she sees him.

They're so disappointing.

Gu Yao didn't make things difficult for him. He rested his chin on his hand and glanced lazily at the helpless Shen Yi. He chuckled and said loudly, "I ordered too much food today. If you don't mind, young master, you can come up and join me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi looked up in surprise, quickly waved his hand, and put on a silly dog-like smile, looking just like the second fool of a landlord.

"Not at all, not at all. In that case, I shall take the liberty of disturbing you."

While exchanging polite words, he moved with lightning speed, disappearing into Xianwei Restaurant in a flash.

A short while later, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Yao got up and opened the door for the person.

In this short distance, Shen Yi had already tidied up his clothes, which had been somewhat disheveled from the fight on the street.

Now, standing in front of Gu Yao, he looks all respectable.

Gu Yao gestured for the person to come in.

The two sat down facing each other.

The usually impetuous and impulsive young master Shen became very well-behaved in front of Gu Yao, even his posture was exceptionally upright.

He does indeed have the air of a refined young gentleman.

Shen Yi looked at the person opposite him, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. He wanted to strike up a conversation, but didn't know how to begin.

Young Master Shen, who can always argue his own injustices as if they were right, is now finding himself tongue-tied.

Gu Yao found it amusing and didn't want the atmosphere to remain awkward, so he spoke first, "My name is Gu Yao. May I ask your name, sir?"

Even if Gu Yao already knew the identity of the person in front of him, he had to pretend not to know. He didn't want to be suspected of having ulterior motives.

Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, Shen Yi spoke slowly, "My name is Shen Yi. May I ask if Brother Gu is from the capital or has come to the capital on business?"

Gu Yao stroked the rim of his cup and smiled. "I am not from the capital, but I am currently employed here."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi did not ask any further questions.

They met by chance, and since Gu Yao didn't tell him exactly what he did, it meant he didn't want to say.

He was somewhat arrogant, but he understood social etiquette.

The two stopped dwelling on the issue and instead began discussing recent strange and interesting events in the capital, making it a pleasant conversation for both host and guest.

Before leaving, Gu Yao packed up some pastries to take home as a late-night snack.

I sneaked out today, so I can't let Ming Huaijin find out.

Ming Huaijin will not have the chance to enjoy this delicious food.

I'll eat more for him.

Gu Yao looked at Shen Yi, who was still following beside him, and wondered if he was waiting for her to say goodbye.

But didn't I just say goodbye?

He said he was going to get some pastries to go and told Shen Yi to go ahead.

Gu Yao didn't think much of it, picked up the oil paper package, and formally bid farewell to Shen Yi.

"Young Master Shen, may we meet again someday."

After saying that, Gu Yao turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

The pace was even a bit fast.

It's like they're rushing home.

Gu Yao responded that speed was essential.

This meal has been taking a while. If we don't hurry back, what if Ming Huaijin returns to the Prince's Mansion and finds that he's not there? That would be a disaster!

Gu Yao, avoiding people, watched as the dog stealthily crept back into the room, letting out a huge sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Ming Huaijin hasn't returned yet.

Looking at Gu Yao's timid appearance, 0529 felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

I can’t remember it for a while.

As evening fell, Gu Yao assumed that Ming Huaijin would not be returning that day, so he lay casually on the bed reading a storybook, with snacks placed beside him, and even crossed his legs.

Perhaps the storybook was so captivating that Gu Yao became completely engrossed in it.

I didn't realize anyone had come in at all.

The moment their eyes met, Gu Yao was still shaking his leg, with a crab meat pastry still dangling from his mouth.

Oh dear, how embarrassing.

Overturned.

Gu Yao could only force a smile and quickly got up to brush the crumbs off his hands.

She stood obediently to one side.

Ming Huaijin's expression was solemn. He saw Gu Yao obediently listening to the instruction, and then looked at the scattered crumbs of pastries on the brocade quilt, which still exuded a unique sweet fragrance.

Yes, it's still Xianweilou.

She really knows how to enjoy life.

Gu Yao hung his head, looking as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant.

Ming Huaijin sighed, unable to bring himself to be harsh.

Forget it, forget it, this little devil is just here to bring me bad luck.

After summoning a maid to change the bedding on the bed, Ming Huaijin began to question the culprit in front of him.

The culprit's eyes were still fixed on the remaining half of the crab roe pastry on the plate, his eyes revealing a longing light.

Ming Huaijin's momentum crumbled, he sighed silently, and reached out to take the plate and hand it to Gu Yao.

"Eat."

Gu Yao's eyes lit up. He picked up the remaining half and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite, as if afraid someone would snatch it from him.

Looking at Gu Yao's adorable chubby cheeks, Ming Huaijin could only sigh helplessly.

What else can be done?

You have to spoil your own little fox no matter what.