Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

"What are you thinking about?" Yin Youci asked, sitting in the back seat of the car, looking at something on a tablet. "You seem so distracted."

Wu Tongxue sat upright and glanced at him sideways. "How about we go another day?"

Yin Youci's parents travel frequently and just returned today. I'd like to invite them over for a meal.

The assistant just picked them up from the airport today.

After a long and tiring journey, you should at least get some rest for the night.

Yin Youci, a very filial son, came to pick him up after get off work so they could go together.

Yin Youci's expression remained unchanged. "My parents haven't seen us in a long time. As they get older, they miss home. They'll definitely be happy to see us tonight."

The couple, who had just received news that their son and son-in-law would be coming over for dinner, exclaimed: "So filial! They're incredibly filial!"

It's tiring, but we still have to get things organized.

Wu Tongxue was skeptical of his words, and he didn't look very happy, but since he had already said it, he no longer refused.

The sky had completely darkened, and the streetlights on both sides were receding into the distance.

Wu Tongxue was spacing out when someone moved closer to her. He turned his head and looked puzzled.

Yin Youci moved from the right side of the back seat to the middle, her entire aura and figure enveloping the area.

Just as Wu Tongxue was about to move a little to the left, a tablet was handed to her.

"What are you doing?" He looked into Yin Youci's fox-like eyes, worried that he might have some bad intentions again.

The tablet screen was brightly colored and colorful; I couldn't tell what interface it was.

A smile flickered in Yin Youci's eyes. She leaned closer, deliberately pausing for a moment before saying, "Want to play games?"

"?"

Wu Tongxue's gaze slowly shifted to the tablet, then to Yin Youci.

He picked up the tablet, frowned, and hesitated to use it.

Perhaps sensing his unease, Yin Youci moved even closer, "I'll teach you."

"This is a fruit-cutting game. Do this, then do this again."

Wu Tongxue had never played video games before, but after playing for a while, she found it quite enjoyable and wouldn't let go of the tablet.

Yin Youci leaned against the side, her gaze sweeping over his slightly upturned lips. She was in a good mood, and even the depression caused by her parents' return had lessened considerably.

They arrived at the Yin family's residence very quickly.

Mr. Yin looked very refined and kind, and Mrs. Shen, Yin Youci's mother, was gentle and beautiful. They looked very pleasing to the eye standing together.

Madam Shen asked gently, "Is everything prepared?"

Father Yin said impatiently, "Alright, alright."

Not long ago, they found out that their daughter was a son, and before they could even process the news, Mrs. Shen was already demanding shares from them.

Because the old master of the Yin family favored sons over daughters, Yin's father also used this to control certain things and refused to let go of his daughter.

Your beloved son has finally appeared. You won't still shamelessly cling to him, will you?

The two families are engaged in a business marriage with closely intertwined interests. As their sole legal heir, Yin Youci should inherit everything from them, rather than benefiting their illegitimate children who cannot be brought into the light of day.

"You're criticizing me, but you should clean up your own mess." Father Yin turned to the side and straightened his tie.

"Just mind your own business," Madam Shen said coldly, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

Upon seeing the car lights outside the villa, the two quickly went out to greet them.

No matter what they do in public, they are always loving parents in front of their children.

Seeing that Yin Youci was still wearing a dress when she got out of the car, Yin's father was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You've arrived."

Madam Shen stepped forward, "Where is Xiaoxue?"

Yin Youci went around to the other side of the car door and took Wu Tongxue's hand as she got out of the car. "Dad, Mom."

Wu Tongxue called out, "Dad, Mom."

"Both children look thinner. Auntie made some soup tonight, so they should drink more."

Madam Shen said gently, "Xiaoxue studies hard and needs to rest more. I brought some tonics for you to take back with you."

Wu Tongxue was pulled along by her, and they walked inside while talking.

The father and son, lagging behind, looked at each other in silence. The father couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still wearing a skirt?"

Wasn't it supposed to be a son? It looks more like a daughter.

He has always been soft-hearted towards his daughter and can't bring himself to say harsh words to her.

Yin Youci ignored him and said, "I like it."

"Oh."

After giving that response, Father Yin said nothing more.

biological.

"Honey, wait for me!" Hearing his mother start recounting his embarrassing past, Yin Youci hurriedly chased after his wife.

Yin's father was already numb.

Isn't this still a daughter?

Aside from the gender field being changed, the outfit remains the same, and there's even a husband option...

No, they also swindled him out of his shares.

"Mom, when are you leaving?" Yin Youci interrupted.

Madam Shen gave him a reproachful look, "You silly child, Xiaoxue is so much better, she wanted us to stay a couple more days."

She added irritably, "We're leaving the day after tomorrow. You should take good care of Xiaoxue. Look how thin she is and how hard she works studying."

With the topic changed, Yin Youci breathed a sigh of relief and readily agreed, "I will definitely take good care of people."

How could he not take good care of his wife?

Although my wife currently has a slight misunderstanding of her own identity.

In just a few words, Wu Tongxue was reduced to someone who needed to be taken care of. Faced with Madam Shen's tender gaze, she couldn't say anything to refute it and had no choice but to accept it.

"Madam, dinner is ready."

Madam Shen pulled Wu Tongxue's arm, "Look at me, let's go eat first."

The father and son were kind and filial, and the meal went very harmoniously. Wu Tongxue almost ate too much under Madam Shen's care.

"Xiao Ci, come to the study with me." After the meal, Father Yin called Yin Youci to the study.

The main reason for his return this time was the shareholding issue. With Madam Shen constantly urging him, which was extremely annoying, Mr. Yin had no choice but to have someone prepare all the necessary documents to resolve the matter at once.

Originally, he only received company dividends and held a vacant position in the company, while he traveled around on business.

He doesn't plan to fight his son for power; it just means he'll get less money, but that less won't affect his carefree lifestyle.

Compared to the small amount of money, Mrs. Shen's urging was even more annoying.

Downstairs, Wu Tongxue and Madam Shen were chatting.

"Xiaoxue, this is a small token of our appreciation from your father and me." Madam Shen handed over a card, her demeanor composed and elegant, her voice gentle.

“We’re away from home most of the year, and it’s just you and Xiao Ci at home. We can’t help you with anything. If you need anything, just buy it for us.”

"You are part of our family, so don't refuse."

Madam Shen's movements were gentle yet firm, firmly placing the card into his hand.

"Xiao Ci has always been a bit eccentric since he was little. He always liked to keep his thoughts to himself and not express them. I used to worry about him a lot, but he's fine now."

"If he does anything, just tell him off, even hit him. He's tough, don't be afraid to hit him."

Wu Tongxue was speechless, wondering if this was the same person as Yin Youci, whom he knew.

He was practically ready to sneak into my bed at night.

awkward?

He was constantly making suggestive remarks, and he felt that he had reached the point where he could speak his mind freely.

Perhaps this is the filter of a mother's perspective.

He opened his lips and spoke softly, though he sounded a little awkward, "He's very good to me, Mom, you don't need to worry."