Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

As soon as Jiang Yizhou entered the room, he was sprayed with a head full of fireworks by a sudden burst of sound.

Seeing Zhan Yan's happy expression, a smile flashed in his eyes.

It was expected.

He placed the luggage in the entryway and gently brushed the ribbon off her head.

"Did you miss me?" Zhan Yan asked.

Jiang Yizhou leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Mmm, I want to."

"I miss you too~ Come on, let's go, I'll treat you to a meal!"

So people who had just entered and hadn't even had a chance to change their shoes were forcibly dragged out again.

Even at the dinner table, Jiang Yizhou was still suspicious, wondering what Zhan Yan was thinking.

But one thing is certain: she is not normal.

The abnormal Zhan Yan didn't think so. She was fine; she was just trying to prolong the meal and eat it slowly. She had no bad intentions.

It would be even more convincing if there wasn't wine on the table.

Before Jiang Yizhou could stop the waiter from leaving, Zhan Yan took a sip from her wine glass.

Jiang Yizhou frowned, noticing that she seemed to dislike the taste and her expression was somewhat resistant, so he reached out and took the wine glass from in front of her.

Students are not allowed to drink alcohol.

Although Zhan Yan was dissatisfied, at least she didn't like the taste. She pouted and asked, "Then will you drink it?"

Jiang Yizhou looked at her. "You want me to drink?"

Zhan Yan nodded, then shook her head. "Never mind, actually I think it tastes a bit awful."

Jiang Yizhou lowered his eyes and obediently finished the wine he had just taken from Zhan Yan.

"How does it taste?" Although she didn't think it tasted good, she wondered what if he liked it.

"good."

Zhan Yan was delighted to hear this, "Then drink more."

To erase her memories of Zhan Yi, her plan was to sleep with Jiang Yizhou as well. That way, she could completely replace her unpleasant memories with Jiang Yizhou's face—perfect!

Yes, although the plot portrays Zhan Yan as a scumbag and a player, she only slept with Zhan Yi from beginning to end. She doesn't know what the other characters are, living in the background. She also doesn't know what kind of new concept player Zhan Yan is.

It's an absurd and brainless setup. She works herself to the bone managing her time to provide surprises and emotional value for her babies, only to be categorized as a "pure love" group after all that effort.

Even a scumbag woman must remain chaste for the NPC male protagonist, redefining the "player."

There are, of course, reasonable explanations for why Zhan Yan embodies both openness and feudalism.

Her upbringing involved an affectionate father, a foolish mother, and her childhood sweetheart Jiang Yizhou, so she naturally learned from their example.

She's a jerk, a love-struck fool, and conservative—three very complex elements that she's managed to blend together perfectly. How can she not be considered another kind of studious good kid?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yizhou looked at Zhan Yan with a strange expression, making her feel a little guilty.

But in the end, she watched helplessly as Jiang Yizhou drank quite a lot.

The good news is that he drank it; the bad news is that he remained perfectly lucid until he got home.

In the elevator, Zhan Yan looked up at him and couldn't help but ask, "You're really not drunk at all?"

"Yes, very clear-headed," Jiang Yizhou said helplessly.

Zhan Yan grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Did we drink fake alcohol?"

There are so many unscrupulous merchants these days.

The merchant is innocent; maybe Jiang Yizhou is just lucky, who knows?

Finally inside the house, Zhan Yan and Jiang Yizhou went back to their room together. The moment they opened the door, Zhan Yan saw the room's layout and looked up to see Jiang Yizhou's reaction. His expression was very calm, making it impossible to tell anything from him.

"You don't like it?"

Jiang Yizhou paused for a moment, then said, "No, I really like it. It's beautifully decorated."

Candles, flower petals, twinkling nightlights—everything looked romantic. Jiang Yizhou knew exactly what Zhan Yan was doing; he had guessed it from the moment he got him drunk during dinner.

Zhan Yan glared at him, angry. He clearly didn't like it and was unhappy!

She was furious and didn't want to talk to Jiang Yizhou. She went to take a shower by herself, since he had no choice but to agree today, whether he liked it or not.

When they came out after a while, the house had been tidied up by Jiang Yizhou and looked brand new. Fortunately, the romantic parts had been cleaned up, but the little flower lanterns were still there, instantly turning the house into a pure and innocent couple's room.

It's no wonder that the second male lead is the most steadfast guardian of the main couple's love, ultimately remaining alone for the rest of his life.

Zhan Yan calmly went to bed and leaned against the headboard, taking out her phone to reply to her friends with a simple click, while a whole plan to torment Jiang Yizhou was in her mind.

Of course, you can't be the first to back down.

Seeing Jiang Yizhou come out after taking a shower, Zhan Yan quickly put down her phone, glared at him, lay down, buried her head in the blanket, and waited for him to coax her.

After a while, she noticed the blanket being tugged. Zhan Yan gave it a few symbolic tugs, just to show how angry she was.

Jiang Yizhou's voice was low and deep, "I was wrong, come out, don't keep it bottled up."

Zhan Yan stopped pulling instantly. She was very forgiving and forgiving, and felt relieved as long as she heard someone admit their mistake. "Turn off the lights."

Upon hearing her instruction, Jiang Yizhou paused, then reached out and turned off the light.

Thanks to the colorful little lights that filled the room, the room wasn't too dark.

Zhan Yan wasn't one to mince words; her anger had already passed, and she pushed Jiang Yizhou down and started biting him directly.

They couldn't break through; they were under control.

Jiang Yizhou held her, his expression somewhat serious.

"Have you forgotten what I told you? We can only do these things after we get married."

He usually avoids letting Zhan Yan stay overnight. Even when Zhan Yan comes, she sleeps in the next room and doesn't stay with him.

The reason I went along with her today was because I sensed something was off about her and I was planning to interrogate her.

Zhan Yan frowned. No wonder she had made Jiang Yizhou drink; it was to make him less sober, because he would be less likely to agree when he was sober.

"If you don't agree, then let's break up!"

Regardless, she's made up her mind today.

Seeing her unusually resolute expression, Jiang Yizhou paused and then touched her forehead.

"Has something happened?"

Zhan Yan was silent for a moment, then stammered, "I...I accidentally slept with someone."

The room fell silent for a moment after he said that. Jiang Yizhou tightened his arms around Zhan Yan until he felt her bite his shoulder before he relaxed.

"which one?"

He knew that Zhan Yan had talked about many things, things she hadn't told him, but he was well aware of them.

"Which one?" Zhan Yan didn't understand for a moment.

Jiang Yizhou paused, then continued, "1023, 0206, 0715, 1119, 0925..."

Zhan Yan was oblivious and didn't understand what he was saying at first, until the strings of numbers became more and more familiar, and then she suddenly realized that it was her babies' birthdays.

"How do you have such a good memory?" She can't remember them all, and she has to identify people by name and notes every time. Even the chat background of each baby is the person's personal profile and preferences. How does Jiang Yizhou remember them all?

Wait, how did he know? Never mind, it doesn't matter.

Seeing Jiang Yizhou remain silent, Zhan Yan broke free from his arm and leaned listlessly on his shoulder.

It would be alright if it were one of the babies.

"Neither is true. It's complicated. I need to forget about it as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Jiang Yizhou frowned, his heart sinking. He gently stroked the back of her head, "Did someone bully you?"