Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

Shen Qingchen thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "That's fine. When you want it, you can go and choose it yourself."

Then he turned to An Yi, who was hiding in the shadows, and instructed him: "An Yi, go find a room near the garden, decorate it with the best furnishings, and prepare one room."

"Yes." An Yi responded and left.

At this moment, He Zhiyao asked curiously, "Why do you always get off work so late?"

Shen Qingchen was taken aback at first, "Off work?"

He Zhizhang immediately realized that Shen Qingchen probably wouldn't understand what she meant by "off work," so he explained, "It means personal rest time after you're off duty."

Shen Qingchen smiled and lied, "There's no other way, I have a lot of things to do."

Upon hearing this, He Zhiyao felt a pang of pity and gently stroked Shen Qingchen's head, saying softly, "To be such a high-ranking official and still work so hard, it must be really tough for you."

"No." He had never done anything like that before; he just went out to kill people, and now he was just keeping her company.

But as he talked, he began to feel uneasy, so he quickly changed the subject, trying to hide his anxiety, "What do you think of the Third Prince?"

When He Zhiyao heard these words, a strange sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

Wasn't this the question she asked Ziqian a couple of days ago about her opinion of the Third Prince? Why was he asking her about her views on the Third Prince now? A series of questions swirled in her mind.

She couldn't help but lean closer to Shen Qingchen out of curiosity and whispered, "Third Prince..." However, after saying just those three words, she suddenly realized that it seemed a bit inappropriate to talk about his boss in front of her boyfriend.

After all, expressing any negative opinions might cause Ziqian unnecessary trouble. So, she quickly changed the subject and asked, "I don't know him very well. What do you think of the Third Prince? Has he deliberately made things difficult for you?"

Shen Qingchen was momentarily at a loss for words due to this sudden question.

Originally, it was he who started the topic, but now He Zhiyao has turned around and is asking him questions.

However, since the Third Prince had already been mentioned, he recalled the letters he had exchanged with him and slowly said, "Well... actually, he's been pretty good to me. He's a decent person, but sometimes his way of doing things is a bit hard to understand. He makes things that are really simple complicated and cumbersome."

He Zhiyao listened with great interest; it had been a long time since she had heard anyone complain about their boss.

"Don't believe the rumors outside, they're all false, and don't hate him." If you hate Shen Qingchen, wouldn't that mean you hate him too? After all, he and Shen Qingchen are one.

If it were him, he would have resolved these issues long ago, and wouldn't have let himself be portrayed like this.

He Zhiyao nodded, indicating that she understood. After all, some bosses are only cold and ruthless to outsiders, but they are still good to their subordinates.

"Yes, I believe you," the woman said softly, her lips barely moving.

In any case, she had absolutely no connection with that third prince.

Upon hearing this, the man was overjoyed, and a bright smile bloomed on his face, as dazzling as spring flowers in full bloom. "You're so kind," he said, his voice filled with happiness.

Night had fallen, and all was quiet except for the soft rustling of a gentle breeze through the window. The woman looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and said softly, "Alright! It's getting late, it's time to go back to my room and rest."

A hint of reluctance flashed in the man's eyes, but he knew it was indeed inappropriate to stay any longer, so he could only reply, "Alright!"

However, his slightly slow movements and the slight pout at the corners of his mouth revealed that deep down he was actually unwilling to leave.

After all, the time we can spend with the person in front of us each day is too short. How wonderful it would be if we could be together all day long!

He Zhiyao keenly sensed that Ziqian was still reluctant to leave. With a flirtatious smile, she teased, "What, don't you want to go back yet? Why don't you stay and sleep with me tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingchen's eyes widened in astonishment.

However, just a moment later, his mind began to rapidly consider the feasibility of this matter.

But for some reason, I felt a faint sense of anticipation deep down.

Finally, after a fierce internal struggle, Shen Qingchen gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, and replied, "Okay!"

Seeing that the man had agreed, He Zhiyao smiled slightly, took a few graceful steps, walked to the bedside, and lay down elegantly, leaving half of the bed for Shen Qingchen.

She yawned and waved to Shen Qingchen, who was standing there, signaling him to come over quickly.

Shen Qingchen stared at the woman on the bed, who was dressed in men's clothing and not particularly beautiful, yet his heart began to race involuntarily.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever slept in the same bed with someone, and feelings of nervousness and shyness instantly welled up in his heart.

But when he saw He Zhiyao's exhausted appearance, he forced himself to suppress his shyness and slowly walked towards the bed.

After climbing into bed, he carefully lay down in the designated spot, his whole body tense like a fully drawn bow, not daring to move an inch.

He Zhiyao keenly sensed Shen Qingchen's physical tension and inner anxiety, so she gently nestled into his warm embrace.

She wanted to say something comforting, but a heavy weariness washed over her like a tide, making it impossible for her to open her eyes again.

Finally, she simply tilted her head slightly, gently kissed Shen Qingchen's cheek, and softly said, "Goodnight." As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly fell into a deep sleep, just like an extremely tired kitten.

Shen Qingchen waited quietly until He Zhiyao's breathing gradually became steady and even before carefully reaching out his arm and gently embracing her petite body.

Looking at the quiet and sweet face in his arms, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a gentle smile, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

However, just a moment later, Shen Qingchen suddenly opened her eyes.

The inexplicable fear in his heart kept him from falling asleep, afraid that if he woke up, he would not be himself again.

Time passed second by second, an hour went by, then a second hour, a third hour...

Finally, with dawn just an hour away, Shen Qingchen moved her body very carefully and got out of bed on tiptoe, afraid of waking the sleeping He Zhiyao.

After tidying his clothes, he left the room quietly.

On the way back, Shen Qingchen walked hurriedly, while An Yi, walking behind him, remained silent the entire time, not daring to utter a sound.

Suddenly, Shen Qingchen stopped and said coldly without turning her head, "An Yi, do not tell Shen Qingchen about her!"

Hearing this, An Yi couldn't help but secretly groan.