Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

Jiang Qiao walked to the back row and found that someone had already changed her table. She guessed that Fu Chimu had helped her change it, and immediately smiled.

Jiang Qiao: [Wangcai, where did my Fu Chimu go?]

[…Host, you're utterly shameless! Give him back his home; he's in the director's office preparing his opening ceremony speech.]

【Oh. 】

Jiang Qiao thought to herself, "He'll be mine sooner or later. He's so handsome, I can't let him go to outsiders. After all, I'm a colleague of the God, so it's okay for him to go to someone I know."

[Host, I can hear what you're thinking.]

Jiang Qiao: [I really didn't say anything, please don't listen.]

Is it my fault that you think such twisted things?

Jiang Qiao blushed instantly: [You're the one with the perverted idea! Anyway, you can't listen to my ideas anymore, or I'll report you.]

【All right. 】

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When He Pianran returned to the classroom, her eyes were slightly red. Usually, everyone would have come to comfort her if they saw her like this, but today all the students looked at her with strange eyes. No one came forward, and some even looked at her coldly and mocked her.

He Pianran was good at putting on an act. She walked up to Lin Shanshan and gently comforted her, "Shanshan, don't be angry. Jiang Qiao is just a spoiled brat. I apologize to you on her behalf."

Lin Shanshan was humiliated today. She had wanted to make herself less noticeable, but He Pianran was in such a precarious situation that she still came to talk to her. What was He Pianran's true intention? She didn't think He Pianran would care about her at this point.

Lin Shanshan felt that He Pianran was not as pure and harmless as she seemed.

"I don't need you to apologize for her. Today's matter is over, and Pianran, you shouldn't care about what others say."

He Pianran cursed her inwardly as an idiot, ignored her, and turned back to her seat.

……

Fu Chimu finally returned before the first class.

He was tall and slender, and when he walked back to his seat, the light was backlit, giving his face a golden glow that made him look softer.

Jiang Qiao: As expected of the person I've set my sights on, he's handsome enough.

As soon as Fu Chimu entered the classroom, he saw the girl in the back row. The girl's gaze was too dazzling, making him feel a little uncomfortable. But then he suddenly remembered that she had a fiancé, so what was she doing? The atmosphere around him suddenly turned cold.

Jiang Qiao didn't notice that the boy's expression was a bit cold. This time, she was very proactive in getting up to make room for him so that he could go in.

Fu Chimu went in and sat down, showing no intention of speaking.

Jiang Qiao peeked her head out to the side, her tone clearly revealing her delight: "Fu Chimu, thank you for getting me a new table."

"I didn't switch it." The boy's tone was cold, and seemed to carry a hint of something else.

"what?"

[Host, it's him.]

Jiang Qiao is a very straightforward woman, and she failed to notice the obvious unhappiness in the boy's words.

"It's you, I know everything."

"not me."

The boy kept repeating the same sentence, leaving Jiang Qiao at a loss.

Jiang Qiao could only secretly ask the system what was wrong with it.

[Host, based on my understanding of you humans, he's probably just being stubborn with you.]

Jiang Qiao: [I didn't do anything to him, did I?]

[Perhaps he heard about what happened today and knows you have a fiancé, so he wants to keep his distance from you!]

Jiang Qiao finally understood. She now had a fiancé, so she had to break off the engagement as soon as possible to give Fu Chimu a proper status in the future. She couldn't be a scumbag.

Yes, it seems I can't get too close to Fu Chimu before announcing the engagement, otherwise it's easy to ruin his reputation and be seen as a male homewrecker.

Tsk, Lu Jinghe is a real menace.

"Okay, I understand. It's not you. I know your difficulties." Jiang Qiao looked earnestly into Fu Chimu's eyes, her gaze firm enough to be considered for Party membership.

Fu Chimu: "..."

The morning classes have finally come to an end.

After a morning of learning, Jiang Qiao's eyes became unfocused. She was starving; eating was the most important thing.

As soon as Jiang Qiao stepped out of the classroom, she saw the 'handsome guy' at the door—Jiang Yanchuan.

"What are you doing here?"

"Jiang Qiao, do you have any conscience? I was worried that your leg wouldn't be able to get your favorite dishes, so I specially came to bring you food. Why are you looking at me with such disgust?"

Jiang Yanchuan spoke angrily.

Jiang Qiao looked down and indeed saw the two lunchboxes he was carrying.

"No, I didn't mean to look down on you, I was just asking." Jiang Qiao said, taking a lunchbox from his hand.

Grade 11 students are dismissed ten minutes earlier than Grade 12 students. As soon as school was over, Jiang Yanchuan went to the supermarket to buy a lunchbox, washed it, and then went to the cafeteria to buy Jiang Qiao's favorite dishes. Afraid of missing Jiang Qiao, he ran all the way there, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Qiao was worried about the smell of food in the classroom, so she ate in the corridor, where there were tables and chairs specifically for eating, just enough for two people.

Jiang Qiao opened the lunchbox, which contained dishes that looked and smelled delicious. She had to admit that the chef hired by the school was really top-notch, much better than what she ate in high school.

Jiang Qiao's cheeks were bulging from eating, and her mouth was greasy: "Xiao Chuan, you did very well today. You are very respectful to your elders. I'll buy you everything when we go shopping this afternoon."

Jiang Yanchuan glanced at Jiang Qiao with disdain, but his eyes were full of undisguised smugness: "Just eat. With the way you are, you shouldn't get married and cause trouble for others. You have no manners when you eat or sit. Just stay at home. Only our family can afford to support you."

After saying that, he put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into Jiang Qiao's lunchbox.

"I'll hit you if you say that again."

Jiang Yanchuan: ...You were just praising me!

The siblings were enjoying their meal when they suddenly felt a chill down their spines and looked back at the same time.

Jiang Qiao only saw the boy's back; it was Fu Chimu.

When Fu Chimu returned, he saw the two laughing and talking, which he found particularly jarring. The two were such a perfect match; only such a clean-cut boy could be worthy of her, while he could offer her nothing.

He found himself ridiculous for coveting something that could never belong to him.

"Who is this guy? He's kind of scary, he walks so quietly." Even though Jiang Yanchuan only saw his back, he instinctively disliked him.

"My deskmate."

"Oh, hurry up and eat, I still need to wash the lunchbox."

"You can leave after you finish eating, I'll wash up."

"Do you even know how to wash?" Jiang Yanchuan asked doubtfully.

"Do you know how to wash?" Jiang Qiao, having been an orphan herself, had always done everything by herself, and she wouldn't allow herself to be questioned.

Jiang Yanchuan still refused to let Jiang Qiao wash.

Jiang Qiao was afraid of delaying Jiang Yanchuan's class, so she ate very quickly. "Cough cough cough... cough cough," Jiang Qiao choked.

"Jiang Qiao, what else can you do? Where's your water bottle?"

"The last...cough cough, the last row by the window...cough cough."

Jiang Yanchuan originally planned to enter through the back door, but found it locked. Not wanting to waste time, he opened the window instead, and unexpectedly found himself gazing deeply into Fu Chimu's eyes.

"Dude, could you please get the water glass from the table next to you? Thanks."

Fu Chimu knew what was going on when he heard the girl coughing in the corridor, and reached out to take the water glass and hand it to her.

Jiang Yanchuan took the water glass and ran to Jiang Qiao, opening it for her.

"Why is it goji berry tea? How old are you, Jiang Qiao?"

Jiang Qiao felt better after drinking the water, her voice a little hoarse: "What's wrong with the goji berry tea? It's a good thing for health. Never mind, I won't drink it, you can take it with you."

She personally bought the goji berries, sacrificing her break time to sleep; she wouldn't allow anyone to question her.

"Okay, Jiang Qiao, be more careful next time, and eat more elegantly."

"Okay, I get it."

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