Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Pan Yang looked at him. Actually, he wasn't angry. As for Zhou Yang, he didn't care what happened to him. However, it seemed that he had never locked Zhou Yang up before. He would have to experience it for himself later.

Ye Zhouyang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Huan Yang's thoughts, but then he inexplicably felt a chill down his spine. Suddenly, he no longer wanted to hear Huan Yang's thoughts.

The wedding was finally set for three months from now, when the weather would be just right – neither too hot nor too cold – and the date was also auspicious. The whole company was to take a day off on that day.

However, sometimes accidents happen unexpectedly.

"Pan Yang!" Ye Zhouyang exclaimed in surprise. Ye's father, who had suddenly rushed out, fell to the ground. The knife in his hand was kicked far away. Pan Yang's arm was cut, and there was a bloody mark on his hand. Blood flowed out and dripped to the ground, looking frightening.

All of this happened so suddenly. He never expected Ye's father to suddenly appear. He had basically threatened the Ye family. He thought Ye's father might hate him, but he really didn't expect this person to dare to kill him directly.

Pan Yang took a deep breath. Ye Zhouyang, realizing what was happening, looked at his father, who was being held down by the kind strangers, and took a deep breath as well: "Please help me call the police, thank you." After saying that, he quickly pulled Pan Yang's uninjured wrist into the car to go to the hospital.

The doctor gasped when he saw that Huan Yang's entire arm was stained red with blood. He stopped the bleeding, bandaged it, and examined him again. Fortunately, no bones or tendons were injured.

Ye Zhouyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the bandaged wound of Huan Yang still made his heart ache; that moment had really frightened him.

“It was my carelessness that I didn’t handle it well. Next time, if you encounter danger, you don’t need to help. If you get hurt, Uncle Yun will probably scold me again, and I will worry too.” He said, feeling somewhat guilty, and his mood was somewhat low. He had failed to keep the promise he had made to Yun’s father.

Pan Yang looked at him, raised his intact hand and touched Ye Zhouyang's head. The hair was very soft and easy to touch. He touched it a couple more times.

Ye Zhouyang pressed down on Pan Yang's hand, looked up at Pan Yang, then took Pan Yang's hand off his hair and held it in his hand: "I'm sorry."

Pan Yang shook his head. This little injury was nothing to worry about. The big boss was fearless! But this Ye father was really annoying. Why did the villains always come to stab him in the back out of nowhere?

The two soon went to the police station, and Ye's father was eventually imprisoned for attempted murder.

When Yun's father learned that Huan Yang was injured, he was heartbroken. He kept a straight face, and only after Ye Zhouyang lingered in front of Yun's father for a week did Yun's father reluctantly forgive him.

Fortunately, there were no further problems. Pan Yang's injury did not affect his bones or tendons, so it healed quickly. However, there was a very faint red mark on his arm.

Later, the two had a successful wedding, and it was as grand as they wanted. They used drones, balloons, and fireworks for free, and even bought a billboard on a building to start a live broadcast.

The scene shocked many people. Some didn't understand, but so what? It didn't matter to them. Ye Zhouyang just wanted to tell everyone that he, Ye Zhouyang, and Yun Panyang were married.

The wedding had just ended when the two of them sneaked out of the country, leaving the company's affairs to Yun's father. Yun's father was completely bewildered at the time. He had attended his son's wedding and gotten drunk. When he woke up, his son had gone out with someone else, and he had become a free laborer.

However, when he saw people from both the Ye Group and his Yun family calling him "President Yun," he suddenly felt that it wasn't so bad after all.

Abroad, Pan Yang sat on a bench by the street. People passing by couldn't help but glance at this Chinese man. Pan Yang wore a white sweater under a trench coat. The sunlight shone on him, and his almost flawless face had a cold and aloof feel to it.

A tall, foreign woman stopped in her tracks, watched as Huan Yang waved to her, and walked up to him, speaking in broken Chinese: "Hey handsome, are you alone? Need a girlfriend?" Her tone was bold and direct.

Pan Yang looked at the girl and typed on his phone: "No, I'm half human, I don't like humans."

The girl wasn't angry at all; instead, she found Pan Yang quite amusing: "Handsome, are you sitting here waiting for someone?"

“No, I’m waiting for a UFO,” Pan Yang continued typing.

"UFO?" The girl reflexively looked up at the sky, but apart from the plane that had just taken off, she didn't see any UFO.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Zhouyang walked over quickly from a short distance away and handed a hot coffee to Pan Yang: "It's a bit cold here, warm your hands."

Feeling the warmth from his fingertips, Fan Yang simply shoved the phone into Ye Zhouyang's hand. Ye Zhouyang saw the words that hadn't been deleted yet on the phone, and then he saw the girl and immediately understood.

"Hello, I'm UFO, her boyfriend. How can I help you?" Ye Zhouyang asked in a serious tone.

"Huh?" The girl looked at Pan Yang and then at Ye Zhouyang, and suddenly realized: "Sorry, you two must be here for tourism. I wish you a happy marriage. Of course, if you get divorced, handsome young man can also come and find me."

The girl spoke very generously and without any hostility, so she didn't make anyone angry. She waved to the two of them and left.

Ye Zhouyang sat next to Pan Yang, leaning against him, his voice tinged with amusement, seemingly a little helpless: "UFO, you really know how to chat. Now I've really become a UFO. If I come out later, will you tell her that aliens are coming to pick you up?"

Pan Yang shook his head at him. Ridiculous! Would he really say something like that?! Watch out, or I'll sue you for defamation!

Ye Zhouyang frowned slightly and shook Pan Yang's hand: "Let's go, let's go see the next attraction."

The two played until night before returning to the hotel. Pan Yang lay lazily on the hotel bed, feeling a lump sink into her side and hearing the person's voice.

"Pan Yang, which country should we go to next? It seems like neighboring F country is nice, or Y country might also be good."

Pan Yang flipped through the book in his hand, thinking casually. He felt there was no difference. He would rather find a quiet place to stay than go to other countries.

001: "So, host, you still accompany the hidden character to play in every world?"

Pan Yang: This is different. It's not my first time, but it's his first time in every world. It's his first time getting married and his first honeymoon. As the boss, I'm very generous.

001: "That's true, but won't the host get bored?"

Pan Yang: To me, this world is inherently boring, but he is here.

001: "Hmm..." It seemed to understand yet not understand.

Ye Zhouyang looked at Fan Yang, grasped Fan Yang's wrist, and said with a turbulent look in his eyes, "Fan Yang, I feel like I can't hear what you're thinking anymore."