Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

"Not continuing?" Pan Yang asked calmly.

"Pfft!" Zhou Yang stared at him in disbelief. This guy was an angel?!

"You?" At this moment, Zhou Yang felt as if he had opened the door to a new world. He shakily buttoned up Pan Yang's clothes, stacked them, and continued what? He didn't really intend to do it; he was just trying to scare him.

"Tsk." Pan Yang shook his head as he looked at him.

"..." No, why are you shaking your head? No, if you're going to shake your head, why are you twitching like that?! Me! Calm down, calm down, I won't argue with a mere angel.

In the end, Pan Yang still moved into his house, but why did this little angel have to sleep in his room when there were so many rooms available?

Oh well, we can't take it to heart, we can't take it to heart.

The next morning, Zhou Yang went out early. Yesterday's traffic jam was too stupid. He should continue to make some more sophisticated and evil plans.

Pan Yang also went out, as he also had a miracle to release. There was no traffic jam today, and Pan Yang walked along the street looking for a target to release the miracle.

"Pan Yang, why didn't you come yesterday?" Liu Ru spotted Pan Yang at a glance, walked quickly to him, and said somewhat reproachfully.

"I forgot," Pan Yang said, lying with a straight face.

"You forgot!" Liu Ru found it unbelievable that this person had forgotten something so important: "That concerns my future. That person didn't even sign a contract with me. Do you know how much I lost?"

Seeing that Pan Yang remained silent, he realized that he might have been too harsh in his tone. A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he calmed himself down and continued, "Pan Yang, this is really important to me. I have a meeting this afternoon. Can you help me out?"

"reason."

"What do you mean?"

"What is my reason for helping you?" Pan Yang asked, enunciating each word clearly.

Liu Ru was somewhat taken aback, and a stiff smile appeared on his face: "Aren't you an angel? Aren't angels supposed to help people like me? What reason do you need?"

“My job duties did not include helping a scoundrel.”

"You!" Liu Ru frowned. What's wrong with this Pan Yang? Isn't he easy to fool? He can't have suddenly grown a brain, can he?

"Pan Yang, I really need your help. Please, just this once, just this once." He looked sincere, as if he had no other choice but to beg Pan Yang.

"I have an idea."

"any solution!"

"See that traffic over there?" Pan Yang pointed to the speeding vehicles and continued, "Why don't you just drive over there and start over? If you're lucky, you'll be born in Rome."

Liu Ru felt it was unbelievable. Did an angel say this? Could it be that Pan Yang had suffered some kind of trauma?

His phone rang, and he took it out impatiently. He hung up and looked at Pan Yang: "I have to go now. Pan Yang, I really need you." With that, he turned and left.

As Pan Yang watched his departing figure, he felt that this person was a lunatic who always dreamed of getting something for nothing and never having to work for it. He wondered how the original owner of the body had been deceived by him.

But now, he still has to continue to perform his miracles; being an angel must be exhausting.

Pan Yang arrived at a house where cries were coming from the nursery. The water in the kitchen had boiled, but no one was paying attention to it.

Pan Yang simply took the kettle down, turned off the gas, and went to the master bedroom. He saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting blankly on the bed. She was startled when she saw Pan Yang come in: "Who are you!"

“Lei Feng,” Pan Yang said expressionlessly.

The woman clearly didn't believe him. She got out of bed and hastily wiped away her tears: "Leave my home. Take whatever you want. I have nothing left to lose..."

Pan Yang glanced around the bedroom. Logically, there should be traces of the child's father's life, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel like the father was there. However, there was a family photo on the headboard.

"Your husband certainly wouldn't want you to be like this."

"I..." The woman couldn't hold back any longer and sat on the bed, sobbing softly.

"Even if you've lost the will to live, what about your child?" Fan Yang said coldly. "He's still young. Does he have to die with you? Will you both go to hell together and continue to suffer?"

"The child, the child." The woman suddenly woke up, rushed past Pan Yang to the nursery, picked up the crying baby, and gently rocked him.

"Baby, be good, baby, don't cry, Mommy's here, Mommy's here."

The baby stopped crying as soon as it heard its mother's gentle voice.

Pan Yang walked to the door of the nursery and snapped his fingers.

The woman's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

"The baby is adorable, and you are a very good mother." Pan Yang looked at the infant in the woman's arms: "Just live well for your own sake."

After saying this, Pan Yang prepared to leave. When he arrived at the gate, the woman suddenly realized what was happening, and ran to the gate with the baby in her arms, watching Pan Yang's back as he walked away.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Pan Yang didn't turn around, he just waved his hand.

In a daze, the woman seemed to see the radiance emanating from the man, and she firmly believed that this person must be an angel who had come to save her.

Pan Yang casually found a park to sit down, feeling incredibly handsome; the red scarf on his chest seemed to stand out even more.

But not long after he sat down, Pan Yang saw that damned figure again. Why couldn't it get rid of him?

Liu Ru's eyes lit up when he saw Pan Yang, and he tried to grab Pan Yang's wrist, but Pan Yang dodged him.

He didn't seem to care, and continued, "Pan Yang, as long as there are no problems at the afternoon meeting, I'm sure I'll get a promotion. You come with me; all I need to do is use a little miracle."

Pan Yang rolled his eyes: "I'm not helping you." He wanted to kill the man immediately.

As if sensing Huan Yang's thoughts, 001 immediately spoke up: "No, host! Angels cannot harm humans!"

Pan Yang took a deep breath and simply called out to Xiao Yao: "Get lost."

Liu Ru was startled, but her eyes darted around before she became bolder: "You are an angel, you could never hurt me."

"..." Pan Yang was truly speechless. This damned angel identity. Pan Yang shook Xiao Yao and pondered silently in his heart.

If he was just practicing his swordsmanship, but Xiaoyao suddenly flew out and killed Liu Ru, he shouldn't be considered to have harmed a human.

Liu Ru felt a little uneasy under Pan Yang's gaze and reached out to grab Pan Yang's hand, but someone else grabbed his wrist, squeezing it painfully.

He looked at the person who had suddenly appeared. He was dressed in a casual black suit and wearing sunglasses, and his demeanor was clearly not to be trifled with.

Zhou Yang abruptly shook him off and coldly asked, "What do you want to do?"

"No, it's nothing, just a misunderstanding." Liu Ru gasped, glanced at Pan Yang, then looked at Zhou Yang, and gritted his teeth: "Pan Yang, I'll find you later." After saying that, he ran off in a flash.