Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

Shen Wu's true colors are revealed, Jiang Yuan realizes the truth, the male and female leads live happily ever after, and the vicious female supporting character suffers a miserable exit. Everything changes from here.

"Do you really think Shen Wu likes you? Son, you're just too naive."

Jiang Yuan was in a daze, unable to believe what he was hearing—that Xiao Wu had taken the money and left him.

"After taking the money, she deleted all your contact information in front of me and then went abroad, where she stayed for several years," Jiang's mother wanted to completely wake up her son, "She doesn't care about you at all!"

Jiang Yuan didn't know whether he should be heartbroken by his lover's heartlessness or berate his mother for her excessive interference. His mind was in turmoil. He was panting heavily as he scanned Yue Wu and his mother. He desperately needed a quiet place to be alone and have some peace and quiet.

The door was pushed open again, and two uniformed men came to him, speaking directly without hesitation. "You must be Jiang Yuan. Someone has accused you of stalking and following girls. Please come to the station for questioning."

This gave Jiang Yuan a chance to catch his breath. He nodded in acknowledgment of his guilt and strongly demanded that the police take him away immediately.

Seeing how cooperative he was, the uniform didn't button it up and led him away. Jiang's mother originally wanted to stop him, but unexpectedly Jiang Yuan admitted it directly.

track?

Could they be stalking Yuewu? A suspicious look appeared on Yuewu's face.

When Yuewu saw Jiangyuan being taken away, she had won her bet and smiled happily, her eyebrows curving like crescent moons and her eyes sparkling like stars. She noticed the scrutinizing gaze.

He proudly declared, "See? I won! I told you he'd come. This meal's on you, okay?"

Jiang's mother snapped out of her daze, "You're the one who called the police to arrest my son! You're utterly vicious!"

"Wasn't he arrested because he was stalking someone? He brought it on himself."

Yuewu refused to accept Jiang's mother's slander and retorted, which made Jiang's mother grit her teeth in anger, but now was not the time to argue with her.

She needed to find the Jiang family's legal team to bail out her son, and there was no time to waste. She grabbed her bag and was about to leave when Yuewu blocked her way.

Turning her head with displeasure and a furrowed brow, as if to say, "You dare to stop me?" Yuewu wouldn't tolerate her and pointed to the bowls and plates on the table, "Auntie, you agreed to pay, you're not going to skip out on the bill, are you?"

Jiang's mother, with a dark face, made the bodyguard pay the bill, and then made a sarcastic remark to Yuewu before leaving in her high heels. She left with a large group of bodyguards in black, looking quite impressive.

Moon Mist rubbed her chin. Not bad, she also wanted a group of followers to act like a big shot.

66 appeared and said, "If you like it, I'll find you a world like that next time so you can experience what it's like to be the boss."

Moon Mist's eyes lit up; she thought it was a brilliant idea. "Great idea! Then I'll have to trouble you, 66."

The ball of light bounced around in her sea of ​​consciousness, seemingly enjoying serving the mist effortlessly.

Moon Mist was still standing there chatting with 66 when a familiar voice interrupted her, "Little Darling, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing the familiar address, Yuewu immediately turned around. It turned out to be her new boyfriend, Mingci. She asked curiously, "What brings you here?"

Mingci smiled slightly, "I went to the hotel to find you. Your sister said you would be here today."

He didn't mention the look of disgust in Shen Ziyao's eyes when she heard he was Yuewu's boyfriend, or whether he only said it reluctantly after telling Yuewu that being followed by Jiang Yuan might be dangerous.

He also promised Shen Ziyao that he would never let Jiang Yuan go.

So when he arrived at the door and encountered the two uniformed men, he knew they were looking for Jiang Yuan. He took out the evidence he had found of Jiang Yuan's transaction with the man and immediately convicted Jiang Yuan of his crimes.

Therefore, he also played a significant role in Jiang Yuan's being taken away.

Shen Ziyao had come together, but when she encountered Jiang Yuan abducting her, after confirming that her sister was alright, she went over as a witness to watch Jiang Yuan make a fool of himself.

Yuewu nodded to indicate that she understood. It was good that someone could help her handle the aftermath. After this incident, Jiangyuan should let her go.

Perfect o((＞w＜ ))o

Unexpected events can happen at any time. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, and rain began to fall as if about to collapse. The raindrops created fleeting patterns on the bluestone slabs, and within seconds, the entire ground was stained with a dark color.

A light drizzle, a gentle breeze carrying water droplets, which fall damply onto the café's glass, then condense into dewdrops, leaving a trail of watermarks on the glass.

Mingci looked outside, his voice sounding ethereal and drawn out in the rain, "It's raining."

He turned to the side, his long, curled eyelashes casting a gloomy shadow over his eyes. His nose was high and straight, and his thin, pale lips parted slowly as he uttered three words. Perhaps because he often wore a stern face, he now appeared rather inscrutable.

Yuewu was also a little troubled. It was raining, which made it inconvenient for her to go back. Besides, they were out sightseeing and didn't have a car, which was really troublesome.

Fortunately, Mingci was there. Yuewu greeted him with a smile and looked at him pitifully, "Mingci, did you drive? Why don't you take me back to the hotel? Is that alright?"

Mingci naturally wouldn't refuse. He took out his phone and moved it in front of Yuewu. "A typhoon is coming soon, and it's quite strong. Your hotel is a bit far from here, and you might encounter danger on the way back."

Yuewu hadn't expected the typhoon to suddenly shift course. Her brows furrowed, and she was deeply conflicted. She could reluctantly go back, but she couldn't disregard Mingci's safety. However, if she didn't return to the hotel, she would have nowhere to stay.

She pouted, thinking to herself, "I should have stayed home today."

Mingci noticed her helplessness and then said, "I have a room nearby, only a kilometer away. If you don't mind that the house has been unoccupied for several months, why don't you stay at my place for one night?"

It was like a timely rain, extinguishing the anxiety in her heart. A bright smile bloomed on her face, spreading rapidly across her delicate features. Her eyes also sparkled with joy, meeting Mingci's gaze and captivating him. She was the girl he loved.

Yuewu agreed and got into Mingci's car with a sense of relief and happiness. There was always a strange sense of security when she was by his side.

Looking out the car window, the wind howled incessantly, and the rain, aided by the wind, danced a breathtaking dance. The trees on both sides were also forced to endure the blowing of the wind and the pounding of the rain, making a whistling sound in my ears. Even inside the car, I could feel the chill brought by the wind and rain.

Tree branches were snapped off by the wind and dragged along the road. Raindrops fell on the car windows, and the windshield wipers kept whirring. This typhoon was really strong.

The car arrived at the apartment building in less than ten minutes. After parking the car in the underground garage, they led Yuewu home.

Moon Mist glanced around: a deep blue cotton and linen sofa, a brown coffee table, and various silver appliances. It gave her an "I knew it" feeling—a minimalist style with cool tones, cold and indifferent.

It perfectly matches Ming Ci's style.

Mingci turned to look at her, and seeing her curiously observing her surroundings, asked, "What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the layout inside?"

If possible, he would be very willing to work with her to build a home together.

Yuewu chuckled, "No, it's just that the decorating style is similar to yours."

Mingci looked at it again. Clean and tidy, wasn't that good? It was similar to his own style. He didn't know if this was a compliment or something else.

Mingci smiled and skipped over it, choosing a bedroom next to the master bedroom. Suddenly he realized he didn't have any clean clothes, so he rummaged through drawers and found a tight-fitting vest and athletic shorts that he had previously kept there. He had worn them twice before when he was working out, and the size was also suitable for Yuewu.

The others are either too big or not suitable for this season.

He handed Yuewu clothes and new toiletries, imagining his beloved wearing his old clothes, as if they were embracing each other tenderly. Just thinking about it made his ears turn red.

Swallowing hard, Yuewu handed the clothes to her and showed them to her. The white tank top and black shorts were still very much in line with his style.

I thanked him and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out of the coffee shop, I inevitably got wet. A hot shower is much more comfortable.

Mingci didn't sit idle while she was taking a shower. Although the house was unoccupied and a cleaning lady would come regularly to clean it, he still had to take care of the bed sheets and blankets.