Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

So aloof.

Wen Ying stopped harassing Juhao, put away her phone, and walked downstairs.

The original plan of the production team was for the guests to work together in the kitchen, then gather around the table to raise their glasses in celebration, creating a joyful and harmonious atmosphere.

It was lunchtime, but the kitchen was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

One of the self-heating hot pots supplied by the sponsor was missing; the empty shell was thrown into the trash can next to the sofa.

Wen Ying opened the refrigerator and took a look inside. The food was complete and neatly arranged in categories.

"Teacher Wen, are you going to cook?" Yang Li leaned against the bar. She looked like she had just come back from outside, so she was wearing a bulky down jacket and had put down the small fan that she always carried with her.

Wen Ying nodded, took two eggs from the side of the refrigerator, picked out some vegetables, and washed them by the sink.

Yang Li hadn't left yet when she sat down. Wen Ying could feel the intense, unbearable gaze on her back.

So she politely asked, "Would you like something to eat?"

Yang Li said, "No need, I'm on a diet."

The burning gaze continued to stare, and Wen Ying almost tied her apron into a knot. She began to think about how to politely ask the person to leave.

Yang Li: "It's okay, you go about your business and don't worry about me. I usually like to watch short videos of other people cooking."

Since she had already said that, Wen Ying could only say, "Then do as you please."

Then, focus wholeheartedly on cooking, treating it as a culinary performance.

Yang Li's mouth couldn't stay still. Even though she wasn't very familiar with Wen Ying, she kept spouting gossip into the kitchen.

"Teacher Wen, do you know that after Guo Jingye's child was exposed, three men immediately came downstairs claiming to be the child's father, but Guo Jingye ignored them all, saying that the child was hers alone."

As Yang Li spoke, she cracked sunflower seeds: "You know, she's practically living on set all year round, so where would she find the time to have a baby? Could she have used some illegal means?"

Amidst the roar of the range hood, Wen Ying's eyelids twitched: "You can't just make baseless guesses."

“Okay, then I’ll tell you something with evidence.” Yang Li started cracking walnuts again. “Do you know why Shi Yuan and Yuan Chen broke up? After Yuan Chen’s contract with the boy band expired, he unfortunately differentiated into an omega. But how could two omegas possibly be together? So they could only say goodbye to each other, and then their love-hate entanglement evolved into the situation we see today.”

Wen Ying: "..." I regret not asking her beforehand if she liked sending comments while watching videos.

This time, she couldn't help but stick her head out and ask Yang Li, "Where did you get this basis?"

“That’s what the fans said,” Yang Li showed her her phone. “More than a thousand comments.”

Wen Ying was almost overwhelmed by Yang Li's self-righteousness, and glanced at the screen briefly: "What is this now?"

Why is Shen Zhu's name appearing here...?

Yang Li: "Oh, Teacher Shen, he is also an alpha, but he is a man at the top of the food chain and usually only exists as a villain."

Holding the spatula, Wen Ying stood next to Yang Li and read through the entire passage describing Shen Zhu.

"Shen Zhu is a person who is warm on the outside but cold on the inside. His eyes are always burning with the power to ignite the entire Amazon plain, but his heart is like a terrifying venomous snake with its tongue out. This person is comparable to the demon Medusa. Anyone who looks at him will be petrified on the spot and then their liver and gallbladder will be shattered."

Wen Ying was shocked: "Is this fan fiction? The description is too exaggerated."

Yang Li said, "Let's say half and half."

He then re-entered the text into the search box and explained to Wen Ying: "This famous quote comes from director Li Cheng, but he seems to have gotten into some trouble later, and there has been no trace of him in the last two years."

Wen Ying naturally knew why the other party could not find such a person; Li Cheng's ban was actually ordered by Wen Sirang himself.

Li Cheng has been in the industry for over ten years but has never made any profound films. However, he is very famous for his scandals. He takes advantage of the situation and thrives in the film and television industry. He flirts with this person today and tries to sexually harass that person tomorrow, until he runs into the Wen family, a tough nut to crack.

At a social dinner, Li Cheng attempted to hand Wen Ying a suggestive business card, which led to his being completely blacklisted.

Yang Li cracked walnuts with a snap: "Although I don't know when he and Shen Zhu started their feud, don't you think this description is quite apt?"

Wen Ying said, "I don't think so. The story of Medusa is just a stigma against the victims. The person who wrote this passage, like his work, has no depth."

Yang Li was surprised: "You actually spoke up for Shen Zhu. Now I believe you two were classmates before."

Wen Ying thought, what's so surprising about that? She was just stating the facts.

Moreover, the person who made the unauthorized judgment and label did not understand Shen Zhu at all.

Yang Li left with the bag of nuts she had prepared, and Wen Ying finally had some peace and quiet.

She worked quickly, stir-frying vegetables and cooking noodles, using two pots at the same time, doing both simultaneously.

The kitchen was filled with steam. She ladled the noodles into two bowls, but accidentally burned herself on the edge of the pot, and hot soup spilled down the edge.

Wen Ying subconsciously withdrew her hand, took a step back, and bumped into someone's arms. That person lifted her hand, put it under the tap, turned on the cold water to rinse it, and was even more anxious than she was.

"When did you come in?" Wen Ying turned her face away.

"I just happened to be passing by, and I didn't expect you to be in the kitchen too." Shen Zhu lowered his head, his attention completely focused on her fingertips.

Wen Yingren clenched his fingers, noticing that his expression was still not good and his voice sounded somewhat stiff.

She asked, "I've cooked dinner, would you like to eat some together?"

"No, I've already ordered..." Shen Zhu didn't finish his sentence before turning his head and seeing the two bowls on the table.

He pursed his lips: "Well, although I've already ordered takeout, the staff works really hard, so I'll leave it for them."

Wen Ying went to the living room to apply the medicine. When she returned to the dining room, Shen Zhu had already cleaned the kitchen. The vegetables and shrimp in another pot had also been taken out and placed on the dining table along with two bowls of noodles.

They sat down facing each other, separated by a table, and began to eat in silence.

"It's so cold!" Shi Yuan suddenly ran in, shaking the snowflakes off his head.

He looked like he had been outside for a long time, and his body was trembling violently. He rubbed his hands together to warm them as he walked to the restaurant.

"It smells so good," Shi Yuan said, gazing longingly at the steaming table.

Wen Ying looked up and said politely, "Would you like something to eat to warm up? There's still some noodles left in the pot."

"Really? Okay!" Shi Yuan went in to wash his hands excitedly.

When he came out with his bowl of noodles and was about to sit down at the side of the table, Shen Zhu suddenly stood up and quickly moved to another seat.

"Huh?" Shi Yuan asked, confused.

"..." Wen Ying smiled.

Only Shen Zhu remained calm and composed, continuing to pick up food with his chopsticks, his tone indifferent: "Hmm, finally I'm a little closer to my favorite dishes."