Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

The man stepped aside, tilting his head to indicate that Yuewu should go first. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and the light from above cast a shadow on his forehead, obscuring his expression. Only his high nose bridge, thin lips, and well-defined jawline were visible, giving him an air of nobility.

A hint of admiration flashed across Yuewu's face; someone with his looks was probably one of the best in the world.

But her demeanor reminded her of someone.

A certain deity who has disappeared to who-knows-where.

She thanked him apologetically, her handsome eyebrows relaxed, her eyes sparkled, and she smiled warmly. Her cuffs were not buttoned up tightly, and she pulled her hands inside, unconsciously rubbing her fingers along the cuffs where no one was watching.

He thought, "It's kind of cute."

Only after Yuewu and Shen Ziyao left did he slowly come to his senses. He had originally wanted to go to the toilet, but he had been staring at a strange girl like a pervert.

He mentally berated himself, shook his head to calm himself down, and continued on to the restroom to take care of his business.

Fortunately, there were few cars on the road at night, and Moon Mist drove slowly without anyone rushing her. Soft music drifted out of the car, soothing her mind. Shen Ziyao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she drifted into a deep sleep amidst the music and the sound of the car moving slowly.

He seemed to be dreaming about something, his lips slightly upturned, a happy expression on his face.

It must be a good dream.

After driving to the Shen family home, with the help of the servants, Yuewu helped Shen Ziyao to bed and settled her in. Without lingering, she turned and returned to her own home, showing no attachment to this place, neither the original owner nor she herself.

Because I can't feel any love at all.

The original owner was a villainous supporting character in the story. She would not defend what the original owner did, but she still thought the original owner was a pitiful person. Her parents came together for profit and had no feelings for each other, nor for their daughter.

The original owner grew up in an environment of extreme lack of love. As a child, she would do some foolish things to attract her parents' attention. As she grew up and became more aware, she began to run away.

First, I left my parents, then I left this home.

The more she tried to escape, the more she became trapped and unable to extricate herself. She found confidence in Jiang Yuan, realizing that she too could be loved.

She wondered if as long as she was good enough, she could win everyone's favor, and she made a lot of efforts for this.

But her hopes were dashed.

When Yuewu returned home, she hadn't even lain down on the bed after washing up when she heard 66 shout loudly. Her head was buzzing, and she rubbed her temples.

He asked, "What's wrong, 66?"

Why are you making such a fuss? Has something happened?

66 displays the system interface, showing that there is currently only one female lead, Shen Ziyao, in the storyline.

Jiang Yuan, the male lead, has lost his protagonist aura.

Upon seeing this, Yuewu's pupils dilated slightly, and she gasped.

How could this be?

She didn't do anything, so how did the plot fall apart like this?

66 nervously submitted an anomaly report to the Quick Transmigration Bureau and received a reply while anxiously waiting.

Upon opening her email, Yuewu exhaled the breath she had been holding in.

This world is centered around the female protagonist; that is to say, whoever the female protagonist is with is the male protagonist.

This world had two previous male protagonists before this one. It was after the female protagonist awakened that she influenced the world's direction. If there are any problems, the Heavenly Dao consciousness will intervene to maintain order.

They don't need to worry about this problem.

Yuewu thought that today's events had probably made Shen Ziyao see through Jiang Yuan completely, and she had truly given up on him. Without the protagonist's halo and the protection of the Heavenly Dao, Jiang Yuan would gradually fade into obscurity.

For someone as proud as him, this is also a form of punishment. It seems the original owner's wish will soon be fulfilled.

Lying on the comfortable, soft bed, half-asleep, just as I was about to drift off, the image of the man I had met at the bar suddenly flashed through my mind.

He was truly handsome, with a tall and straight figure and striking features...

To fulfill the original owner's wish, she's been working hard lately. Inspired by the internet, she decided to become a food blogger who reviews restaurants.

You can eat and play at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

After hearing this, Shen Ziyao asked Yuewu to take her along, using the excuse of finding inspiration through painting.

Despite her persistent pleas, Tsukigami finally agreed, on the condition that she could no longer drink alcohol.

Last time she drank alcohol and caused quite a commotion, and I still feel lingering fear when I think about it now.

I heard that she went on a drunken rampage in the villa in the middle of the night, and her aunt was so worried that she had to stay by her side, afraid that something might happen to her.

The next day, the aunt, with dark circles under her eyes, insisted on quitting her job, but she stayed only after hearing that she would be given a raise.

If Shen Ziyao gets drunk again, she doesn't know what to do. It's better to solve the problem at its source.

Moon Mist first chose a Cantonese dim sum restaurant that was relatively close to her home. It had good online ratings and was recommended by many people, so it was worth a try.

She led Shen Ziyao to the restaurant, gave them the reservation number, and was led by a waiter to a table by the window in the lobby. Looking out the window, they could see the bustling city streets.

Shen Ziyao came in and looked around, marveling at the elegant yet antique decor.

After returning to the Shen family, she suddenly understood the things that had been troubling her, and felt much more relaxed. It turned out that the cure-all really was true.

If one isn't enough, then have two.

Money can solve most of the world's problems.

Yuewu took the paper menu and sat next to Shen Ziyao, choosing their favorite dishes.

"Sister, this roasted pigeon looks good, let's order one."

Sister, let's have a balanced meal, with steamed romaine lettuce.

"On top of the shrimp dumplings, there are also soup dumplings. Mmm, they look so delicious!"

Yuewu had already done research online and made her choices. Shen Ziyao was curious and wanted to try everything, but Yuewu persuaded her not to because she was afraid of wasting food.

During the break between serving dishes, Yuewu decided to take some photos. She took pictures of the view outside the window, the table, and even the potted plants in the corner. She was still not used to running a business for the first time and wanted to record everything.

Shen Ziyao, who had a good impression of Yuewu at their first meeting, became a big fan of her sister after learning that Yuewu was her older sister.

She thought of Yuewu in everything she did. When she heard that Yuewu was going away for a few days, she wanted to go with her without hesitation and didn't want to be separated from her for even a moment.

She's come to terms with it. No man can compare to a sweet, soft, and charming older sister. She'll be her sister's best friend for life.

While Yuewu was filming a video, she wasn't idle either, filming Yuewu from the side. Hehe, she's pretty, let's take a few more pictures.

Moon Mist marveled at the camera's image quality. A simple, well-pruned dragon blood tree stood gracefully in the lens, its branches and leaves spreading out and reflecting the sunlight, appearing lush and vibrant—it was extremely beautiful. For photography beginners, it was a great reference point.

With her full, red lips, she pressed her lips together slightly as she focused on the photo, unconsciously tightening her prominent lip peaks, making her already rosy lips even more luscious and tempting. Her eyes sparkled as she observed the camera and the greenery, her expression lively and clear. Perhaps the photo was well taken, for she smiled sweetly, her cheeks flushed.

She was taking pictures of beautiful scenery, but to others, she was also like a scene from a painting, and they couldn't help but be amazed by her beauty.

When Mingci arrived in the hall, this was the scene he saw: sunlight, the view reflected in the window, and a girl whose beauty was captivating.