Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

As He Zhiyao watched the car drive through the jungle, wondering what kind of restaurant was nestled deep in the mountains, she felt a pang of anxiety and asked Li Yucheng, "Is the restaurant inside?"

Li Yucheng looked at the serious He Zhiyao and said with a smile, "I won't sell you, sister."

He Zhiyao didn't care if others knew about her thoughts. After all, she still had a bit of beauty, and there were many bad people around, so it was no wonder that others had ulterior motives.

But judging from her observations, this young man didn't seem like a bad person, so she changed the subject, saying, "My name is He Zhiyao, you can call me by my name."

"But I still think 'older sister' sounds better. My name is Li Yucheng."

He Zhiyao gave a "whatever" look, "I'm fine with anything, you decide."

The car has stopped.

Looking at the house built in the mountains, which was about the same size as a temple, He Zhiyao immediately lost some interest. Could this person like to eat vegetarian food?

The two sat down in the pavilion, looking at the pleasant scenery on both sides and the fresh air, and for a moment felt that it might be more than just a vegetarian meal.

Soon someone brought over the dishes.

Looking at the dishes she had never seen before, He Zhiyao felt her interest rekindled.

Li Yucheng explained from the side, "This is medicinal cuisine. They only have a few dishes, and they don't have any names, but they are nutritious and taste very good."

He Zhiyao knew from the first bite that Li Yucheng's comment that it was very good was already a humble statement.

"It's absolutely amazing!" He Zhiyao praised as she ate, unable to taste any medicinal flavor or anything about it. (Forgive my lack of vocabulary)

After Li Muqing finished her meal and was about to leave, she saw her younger brother, Li Yucheng, also having a meal in a pavilion not far away. She hadn't seen him for a year and was about to go over to say hello when she saw a girl behind a pillar after taking a few steps. So she wisely decided not to go over and disturb them.

As he climbed the ladder, he kept thinking that the girl looked so familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

"Secretary He," Li Muqing said in surprise. How come she was in H City and with Yu Cheng?

Unable to figure it out, she stopped thinking about it and went down the mountain. She was going to see her brother Wen Jing anyway, and wanted to ask him what was going on.

"Brother Yucheng, how did you find this place?" He Zhiyao asked curiously, after all, what family would eat in the mountains?

"It's run by a relative. Do you like it, sister?" Li Yucheng answered casually, then asked her if she liked it.

He Zhiyao nodded as she ate, which made Li Yucheng smile again. What a foodie sister!

Seeing that He Zhiyao was focused on eating, Li Yucheng didn't say anything more and ate with her.

"It felt so good to eat!" He Zhiyao said contentedly, wiping her mouth with a tissue after she had finally finished eating.

"As long as sister likes it."

"How do we pay?" He Zhiyao asked, seeing that Li Yucheng had also put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, knowing that he had finished eating.

Li Yucheng had already given the money, after all, he still wanted to have the opportunity to contact He Zhiyao in the future.

"It's the first time I'm having dinner with a girl, how can I let her pay? If you feel embarrassed, you can find a place to treat me next time."

He Zhiyao looked at Li Yucheng for a moment before replying, "Okay, but I can't guarantee how long it will take."

"As long as my sister remembers this, that's good." Li Yucheng felt that as long as this meal was held, He Zhiyao wouldn't forget him in some corner of the world.

He Zhiyao said no problem.

Afterwards, Li Yucheng took He Zhiyao home.

Songshi Group

"President, Li Muqing is here," Anna said via the company's internal phone.

"Let her up here." Song Wenjing loosened his tie and sat down in the chair, looking somewhat dejected.

The ticking sound of high heels was particularly loud in the aisle.

"Jing-ge, it's been a long time." Li Muqing's voice came as soon as she opened the door. Every time she returned to China, Li Muqing would come to see her crush, Song Wenjing, the day after she arrived.

"It's only been a year since we last met, what's up?"

Seeing Song Wenjing's irritable and dejected appearance, Li Muqing became curious and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that Song Wenjing did not intend to answer, he did not ask any further questions.

"I'm fine. I just came to see you." The affection in Li Muqing's eyes was very obvious.

"Li Muqing, I've told you before, don't waste your time on me." Song Wenjing said to Li Muqing. He said it every time, but she never listened and acted as if she didn't hear his concern.

Li Muqing kept changing the subject: "Did Secretary He resign? I see her position is empty."

Song Wenjing hadn't expected that Li Muqing would suddenly show concern for his secretary.

Li Muqing didn't notice anything unusual and continued, "I saw her having dinner with my brother in H City yesterday, it seems..."

Upon hearing this, Song Wenjing interrupted Li Muqing calmly and urgently, saying, "So Secretary He has gone to H City."

"Yes!"

Li Muqing was about to say something when she heard Song Wenjing say, "I have some things to take care of. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done." With that, he grabbed his coat and prepared to leave.

"Go ahead and get busy." Li Muqing felt that Song Wenjing's mood had changed somewhat when he heard Secretary He's voice, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

But when she heard that Song Wenjing wanted to treat her to dinner, she stopped thinking about it. After all, it was a good start. Li Muqing sat alone in the chair that Song Wenjing often sat in for a long time before leaving.

Song Wenjing immediately drove to H City.

"He Zhiyao, you're really something. You've hooked up with Li Muqing's brother in just two months. You just wait." Song Wenjing muttered to himself as he turned the steering wheel with a gloomy look in his eyes, but he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way, Assistant Zhang sent He Zhiyao's address.

Song Wenjing drove from 10 a.m. to 11 p.m. before finally arriving at He Zhiyao's building.

He took out a cigarette, took a deep drag, and then put it out, thinking that He Zhiyao might not like the smell of smoke.

Song Wenjing climbed the stairs step by step, slowly yet urgently, and knocked on the door.

He Zhiyao thought her takeout had arrived and happily opened the door. But when she saw Song Wenjing, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively closed the door, keeping him outside.

Song Wenjing quickly reached in to block the closing door, letting out a soft groan as the door was pressed down.

He Zhiyao quickly opened the door again, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Song Wenjing said, his voice slightly hoarse.

He Zhiyao let Song Wenjing in, took the medicine from the medicine box, applied the medicine to the red areas, and asked, "How did you come to find me? How did you find me?"

Song Wenjing just looked at He Zhiyao like that, and his longing for her day and night told him that he, Song Wenjing, could not live without He Zhiyao.

He Zhiyao, on the other hand, was doing very well on her own, with a rosy complexion.

He Zhiyao felt a little scared when she saw Song Wenjing staring at her silently with bloodshot eyes.

After a long silence, He Zhiyao finally heard Song Wenjing say, "I miss you so much."