Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

In a luxury apartment, Wang Zhikang was having dinner with his girlfriend. The housekeeper had already gone home, and now only the two of them were left in the apartment.

This was destined to be a crazy night.

The night was hazy, and the moon was romantic.

The two drank some red wine and couldn't help but snuggle together.

"Let's go to the room." Wang Zhikang's girlfriend, Zhaoyue, raised an eyebrow and smiled at him.

Her alluring expression aroused Wang Zhikang's lustful desires. He scooped her up in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

Zhao Yue glanced out the window casually and saw a person's back reflected on the curtains. The figure sat there quietly, as if ready to drag someone to hell at any moment.

Zhao Yue couldn't help but clutch Wang Zhikang's clothes tightly, burying her face in his chest. Trembling all over, she stammered, "Kang Kang, look...at the window..."

Wang Zhikang always indulged her little tantrums. Hearing his girlfriend's words, he glanced at her dismissively; the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was nothing on the window. Wang Zhikang didn't care and walked into the bedroom without stopping. He threw her onto the bed and pressed his entire body against hers.

"I've already seen it. Now tell me, how will you reward me?" He said, and was about to kiss her.

Zhao Yue was worried and reached out to stop him, "Kang Kang, I just saw a dark figure at the window."

"Please, take another look, just one more look!"

Wang Zhikang frowned, somewhat displeased. "This is the 36th floor. Who would be so bored as to come here to spy on us late at night?"

Despite saying that, seeing his girlfriend's worried expression, Wang Zhikang still got out of bed and walked to the living room.

Watching her boyfriend's retreating figure, Zhaoyue sat on the bed, filled with unease. As if possessed, she glanced at the bedroom window. The curtains obscured the sky outside, making everything uncertain and all the more poignant, capturing the fear in her heart.

Zhao Yue couldn't take it anymore. She jumped out of bed and ran after him.

The living room was brightly lit and empty, just as it had been when they left. A half-empty bottle of red wine and two empty glasses sat on the dining table, and a vase held the fresh flowers Wang Zhikang had bought that day.

Seeing his girlfriend follow him over, Wang Zhikang went over and hugged her. "Are you relieved now? There's nothing wrong. If you're still not reassured, let's go check the security footage together."

Zhaoyue pouted, somewhat unhappy, "But, I clearly saw it, there was a dark shadow reflected in the window."

Wang Zhikang looked at Zhaoyue helplessly. What could he do? She was the girlfriend he chose; he had to spoil her even if it meant kneeling down.

Wang Zhikang put his arm around Zhaoyue's shoulder and coaxed her to walk back.

"Alright, alright, you girls are so suspicious. The lights are on inside, even if someone is there, their shadow wouldn't be falling on the window. Let's go back inside..."

Wang Zhikang's eyes were filled with ambiguity, and his meaning was quite explicit. Zhao Yue blushed with embarrassment, and her initial provocation vanished.

The two walked intimately into the room, and Zhaoyue couldn't help but turn back for another look.

The pale blue curtains swayed slightly, probably because the window wasn't closed tightly and the wind was blowing. Zhaoyue liked to keep the windows open for ventilation, and as long as the wind wasn't too strong, she would keep the windows open.

"Could I have misread it?" Zhao Yue leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder, comforting herself with this thought.

Nevertheless, back in her room, Zhaoyue remained uneasy, feeling as if something unclean had entered the house.

Wang Zhikang wanted to do something more, but Zhao Yue had lost all interest.

"I'm not feeling well, I'm going to sleep!"

Wang Zhikang held her, took a deep breath, and said nothing. He patted her back, coaxing her to sleep like a child, almost as if he were singing a lullaby.

Zhaoyue gradually relaxed and fell asleep without realizing it.

In her dream, it seemed someone gently knocked on the door. Zhaoyue tried to get up to open it, but her eyelids felt heavy, as if weighed down by a thousand pounds, and she couldn't open them no matter what she did. After several attempts, she had no choice but to give up. Oh well, she would call if it was urgent; since the phone wasn't ringing, it probably wasn't anything important.

The next day, the rain pattered against the window, making a soft tapping sound.

Zhaoyue covered her ears with her hands, rolled over in bed, and snuggled into her boyfriend's arms. The autumn rain was gentle, perfect for sleeping, and Zhaoyue had no desire to get out of bed.

"Kang Kang, it's a bit cold, close the window."

Zhao Yue nudged the person next to her, but there was no response for a long time.

There was no other way but to use our trump card.

Zhao Yue moved forward a little more, placing her hand on the other person's pectoral muscles and moving it back and forth.

The coolness upon touching her instantly snapped Zhaoyue back to her senses.

Zhao Yue opened her eyes to find the person before her with wide-open eyes and a face covered in blood. Clearly, he had died instantly, without even having time to wake her.

Zhao Yue stared at the lifeless face and screamed, taking several steps back and almost rolling off the bed. After a moment of daze, she rushed forward and burst into tears.

Su Jie learned of this three days later, and strangely enough, his first thought was still of Li Mo. Just like when the Wang family head was assassinated, his first thought was of Li Mo.

Su Jie looked at Li Mo's workbench, where Li Mo was conducting an experiment. His expression was serious, and his eyes were focused; he was a truly qualified researcher.

You can tell at a glance that this person is dedicated to research and focused on their work. They probably wouldn't even know someone was missing from the lab; how could I have connected the two things?

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Su Jie frowned in thought, but before he could figure it out, he was interrupted by a cough from the person next to him. Su Jie could only temporarily pull back his wandering thoughts, pull his mask up a little more, and quietly move to the side.

Coughing so badly, could it be some kind of infectious disease? Go home and see a doctor! With medicine so advanced these days, why are people still so selfless?

Is it trying to infect me?

No, I have a family to support. How can I go home if you're like this?

Su Jie calmly took out a bottle of alcohol and casually sprayed it around the area.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough cough..." A heart-wrenching cough suddenly came from the other side of Su Jie.

Su Jie almost dropped the alcohol in his hand and threw it over.

Attacked from both sides, are they trying to kill us?

Su Jie was so angry he wanted to hit someone.

He pulled his mask up and recklessly sprayed alcohol all over himself.

He sprayed as he backed away, until he was right next to Li Mo.

Looking around, he saw everyone was busy and not paying attention to him at all. He then cautiously approached Li Mo's ear and whispered, "Dean, cough cough... I'm not feeling well, I need to ask for leave. Cough cough cough..."

Taking a sick leave and coughing a couple of times is perfectly normal, right?

Anyway, there are sources of infection on both sides, so getting sick is inevitable. I'm just exercising my rights in advance.

Li Mo waved his hand, not even glancing at him.

Su Jie was secretly delighted and quietly moved out.

I've asked for leave, and no one can stop me! That's what the dean said.

The coughing in the laboratory grew louder and louder, eventually becoming a continuous chorus.

Li Mo finally stopped what he was doing, called his assistant, and asked all the patients to go home and rest.

You are not allowed to come back until you are fully recovered.