Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

There was another knock in the bedroom, and Wu Tongxue looked up at the window.

Golden particles danced in the air, the light was bright, clearly it wasn't night yet.

Ever since he let Yin Youci in that day, he has come to visit every night, making every effort to cultivate their relationship.

Wu Tongxue would run into him every day when she came home.

Knowing that Yin Youci had abandoned her husband to go clubbing late at night, the old man sent a chef over, ostensibly to take care of her, but in reality to be his eyes and ears.

It was Li Ma who told him about the change of chef, and from that day on, Yin Youci acted like a perfect wife.

He really works so hard!

Comparing his own task progress bar to his own, Wu Tongxue admitted defeat and began to think about ways to increase the progress of his task.

To further refine his public image, he needs a larger audience.

Upon opening the door, it was indeed Yin Youci again.

"Honey, we've been invited to a banquet tonight."

"It's a birthday banquet for a grandfather from a prominent family. Would you mind coming with me, my husband?"

Yin Youci brought an invitation card, adorned with platinum, with the contents written in smooth and neat calligraphy, and the paper exuding a faint floral fragrance.

Yin Youci smiled, carefully draped the harmless sheepskin over herself, and meticulously traced the outline of the person in front of her, not missing a single expression.

Wu Tongxue is sometimes really easy to understand; you can see right through his thoughts at a glance.

For example, his awkward personality, and his desire for money.

Fortunately, he could satisfy all of his wife's little hobbies.

Many famous figures attend such banquets.

In Wu Tongxue's eyes, it was the key to opening another world, and he seemed to see the mission progress beckoning to him.

Her icy face slowly melted, revealing a captivating smile. "I'll go with you."

Yin Youci suddenly hugged him, "My husband is so good."

Wu Tongxue wanted to back down, but no, he didn't feel right at all.

Feeling extremely embarrassed being hugged by a girl, he said, "Let go of me first."

Yin Youci said pitifully, "Husband, don't you love me anymore? It's okay, as long as I love you."

Wu Tongxue was shy and blushed immediately.

He clearly tried hard to learn the crudest PUA techniques used by scumbags, but Yin Youci seemed to have put all her talent into business acumen, failing to recognize even the most basic scumbag phrases, and instead becoming increasingly clingy.

There is a growing trend of people developing a "love-obsessed" mindset.

Whether it was genuine or just an act for the old man's benefit, it's unclear, but in just a few days, Wu Tongxue has become somewhat afraid of him.

Yesterday, Yin Youci gave him a watch worth several million, and even looked like she had wronged him. Wu Tongxue casually said "I love you, wife," which seemed to break some kind of curse. Yin Youci completely made love her mantra.

Holding the invitation in my hand, it felt inexplicably hot.

"I love you, of course I love you." Trying to appease Yin Youci, Wu Tongxue broke free from his embrace and immediately went back to the bedroom.

Sometimes he really wanted to ask Yin Youci if she still remembered their agreement.

But clearly, this was not something he could bring up; not only could he not bring it up, he also had to act as if he wanted to throw the agreement away.

Behind the bedroom door, Wu Tongxue patted her hot cheeks, her eyes shimmering with tears. The little snow wolf was once again overwhelmed by the cheesy sweetness.

Just then, Yin Youci's voice came again, "Honey, I'm waiting for you downstairs. I've already made an appointment with the stylist."

After a brief escape of a few minutes, Wu Tongxue stepped out of the bedroom again.

They had been on tenterhooks the whole way, but thankfully Yin Youci hadn't caused any trouble, and they were about to arrive safely at the banquet.

Wu Tongxue stared out the car window, pondering. Could it be because the old man's informants weren't around?

Tonight, Yin Youci was unusually not wearing a skirt, but instead a black casual suit with a snow-white shirt. Her slightly wavy long hair was tied into a high ponytail, with loose strands of hair framing her forehead. She looked quiet and had an androgynous beauty.

Yin Youci gently curved her lips, her fox-like eyes flashing slightly, and asked in a rich, deep voice, "Husband?"

Wu Tongxue: !!!

He turned his head sharply, his eyes wide, not understanding why his voice had become so masculine.

"you--"

Yin Youci grasped his hand, her voice heavy, "Husband, you know, Grandpa prefers boys, and I'm our only child..."

Wu Tongxue instantly imagined a grand drama unfolding in her mind.

Parents who favor sons over daughters, even demanding that their daughters pretend to be sons, is enough to send blood pressure soaring just thinking about it.

He looked so pitiful, so she not only didn't mind that her hand was being held, but also patted his hand to comfort him, "You still have me."

Thinking that he was still a scumbag, he suddenly felt that Yin Youci was really pitiful.

But he wouldn't soften his heart; at most, he'd offer some comfort.

Yin Youci changed the subject, "Honey, I heard that Hongyun Temple is very effective for praying for wealth. Let's go pray there this weekend."

It's very effective for praying for wealth, and even more effective for marriage. I should go and offer my prayers, and also to get rid of any bad luck.

Seeking money, Wu Tongxue agreed without much thought, "Okay."

He paused, then hesitated, "Your voice..."

Yin Youci smoothed his furrowed brow with her index finger. She was quite pleased with his cautious manner, as if he was afraid of reopening old wounds, but she still said dejectedly, "This is my real voice. Isn't it awful? Will I embarrass my husband? It's all my fault."

He planned to slowly boil the frog in water, proceeding cautiously step by step.

Fortunately, my wife had something to ask for.

If his wife has no desires or wants, he's doomed.

Yin Youci has a very pleasant voice. Even when she is aggrieved, her voice is still soft, though it has a slightly masculine tone. At this moment, with her head slightly lowered, she exudes a pitiful and charming wifely aura.

As the streetlights outside the window receded into the distance, Wu Tongxue's mind remained fixed on that alluring figure on the dance floor.

The usually arrogant fox suddenly revealed its soft belly, and Wu Tongxue felt wary. Could a businessman who had been sitting firmly in the position of general manager of the group for several years be so sentimental?

Especially those eyes that were staring at him, like a bottomless whirlpool, where one could easily fall in and be shattered to pieces.

Wu Tongxue suddenly realized that he might have been faking it all along, just waiting to find fault with him and kick him out.

The memory of her heartlessly abandoning her husband on their wedding night is still fresh in her mind. After Old Master Yin sent her a spy, she quickly transformed into a virtuous wife, hardly ever contradicting him...

I understand. He's slowly boiling the frog, waiting for his prey to lower its guard before striking.

Wu Tongxue's face was stern; indeed, business people are all wicked.

If he were to show disdain for Yin Youci now, wouldn't the evidence be delivered to Old Master Yin's desk shortly afterward, ending his life as a live-in son-in-law?

Even if you don't like your granddaughter, would you really protect an outsider who bullies her?

Wu Tongxue patted the other person on the shoulder and said earnestly, "No, you are my wife. I love you so much, how could I possibly dislike you?"

Very well, he'll have to give it his all in terms of acting skills.

"Husband and wife are one; if others laugh at you, they are laughing at me."

What Wu Tongxue really wanted to say was, "What's yours is mine," which was such a despicable and greedy statement, but at the moment he needed to secure his position as a son-in-law.

"We've arrived, let's get off the bus." Wu Tongxue was wearing a gray striped suit and thin gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of ancient elegance.

The tall and exquisite iron gates opened wide to welcome guests from all directions. Inside the gates, fountains gushed forth, lights shone brightly, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Wu Tongxue stopped, turned her head to look inside, and saw the bright firelight reflected in her eyes.