Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

Song Qingyin slowly walked out of the coffee shop only after Ji Ying had also left.

Watching Ji Ying's departing figure, I smiled and hoped she would like the gift.

……

Song Qingyin has been living a very leisurely life lately. She attends classes, keeps in touch with her boyfriend, and with the help of her mother and Chu's mother feeding her, her life is quite comfortable.

However, he also made Qingyu keep an eye on Ji Ying's movements whenever he had free time.

Before receiving a contract offer from Fu Sinian after their last conversation, Ji Ying received an investigation notice from the computer competition organizing committee.

Although the investigation results have not yet been released, and the school has deliberately suppressed the news in order to avoid amplifying the impact, the news that Ji Ying was taken away by the organizing committee is still circulating privately among students.

Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. This saying has been proven countless times throughout history, especially in today's big data era, where everyone is glued to their phones, breaking down geographical barriers. Any news can spread rapidly, and even the slightest disturbance can be amplified infinitely.

The atmosphere in the investigation team's room was serious. Ji Ying, who had been brought in, couldn't help but turn pale at the sight, but she still tried to remain calm.

"You are Ji Ying." The middle-aged man in a suit, sitting in the middle of everyone, spoke, his tone heavy, instantly creating a sense of oppression.

"Yes." Ji Ying pinched the hem of her clothes and nodded gently.

"Someone has reported you for plagiarizing other people's work. What do you have to say about this?"

"No, I didn't. I did all of this myself. This is slander." Ji Ying looked up timidly at everyone, her eyes brimming with tears, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

Such a pitiful appearance would surely have evoked sympathy from some people elsewhere, but unfortunately, everyone present was a shrewd old fox who saw through her plan at a glance.

"Is that so? Then how do you explain this evidence?" A hint of mockery flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he pushed a thick stack of documents in front of her.

Ji Ying picked up the documents with trembling hands, flipped through their contents, and her face grew even more pale.

"This isn't real, it's fake. Yes, it must be fake, someone is trying to frame me."

"This evidence has all been verified. The publication date of the paper and the initial draft of the design are very comprehensive. If you believe that these are forged, you can also provide your evidence, and we will judge their authenticity ourselves." Even though Ji Ying was emotional, it did not affect anyone present. The middle-aged man's expression did not change at all, and he spoke calmly.

“Evidence, my evidence.” Ji Ying was stunned for a moment, looking at everything in front of her. “This is my evidence. These first drafts are mine. The paper, the paper is just a coincidence. Someone stole my first drafts.”

Only Yang Zhao possessed these things, so it was him who betrayed her.

Ji Ying spoke urgently, her expression agitated, almost like a madwoman, "It's Yang Zhao! Yang Zhao stole my manuscript and then gave it to you. He tried to take my things. He's the one who reported me. You should investigate him, not me."

“I never said that Yang Zhao handed over the evidence to us, nor did I say that he reported you.” The middle-aged man’s eyes sharpened, and his tone grew increasingly cold. “So you can’t produce any evidence.”

"I, I..." Ji Ying's throat was dry, but she couldn't think of any more excuses and could only slump helplessly into the chair.

It's over, everything is over. Her reputation, her studies, her future are all ruined.

Even now, all she cares about is herself.

……

Ji Ying walked out of the investigation team's office with a dazed expression, and walked aimlessly down the street.

"Xiaoying." Yang Zhao stopped Ji Ying with a somewhat flustered expression, wanting to say something, but in the end he only opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Heh, Yang Zhao, did you come here to laugh at me?" Upon seeing who was in front of her, Ji Ying's face turned ugly and her expression twisted. "Isn't all of this thanks to you?"

"Yang Zhao, didn't you like me? Why did you expose me? Why did you report me? It's all your fault, you're the one who ruined me."

Looking at the ferocious-looking person in front of him, Yang Zhao took a step back in fear, swallowed hard, and said, "I do like you, but I didn't report you. It was the organizing committee who came to me first."

"If it wasn't you, then who was it?" Ji Ying looked at him suspiciously, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Even if you didn't report it, you provided the evidence, didn't you?"

"I had no choice. Someone found me. She knows I'm the real designer. She... she threatened me." Yang Zhao's eyes darted around, avoiding Ji Ying's gaze.

Ji Ying took in Yang Zhao's expression; the mockery in his eyes was obvious. His words couldn't be entirely trusted; she knew Yang Zhao's character all too well.

He does have some talent, but he's timid and afraid of trouble. Otherwise, why would he have remained silent for so long after she submitted his work to the competition? He's just a coward to the core.

It's possible that someone contacted him. As for threats, if it were truly a threat, he would have already obeyed their orders out of fear. He wouldn't have hesitated until now, nor would he be looking so guilty. Instead, he would be standing confidently in front of her, since he was forced into it.

Ultimately, it all boils down to him wanting to do the same, and now he has such a convenient excuse. But she also really wants to know who knows about their affair; perhaps the person who reported it is the one who came looking for Yang Zhao.

These two are truly a perfect match.

Who contacted you?

As Ji Ying listened to Yang Zhao's description, her expression grew increasingly grim. She took out her phone, showed him a photo, and asked him to confirm it. Seeing Yang Zhao nod affirmatively, Ji Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Song—Qing—Yin."

Noticing the sinister look in Ji Ying's eyes, Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel afraid and quickly made an excuse to leave, not even saying what he originally wanted to say.

Watching Yang Zhao leave, Ji Ying snorted coldly, then seemed to remember something and hurriedly left.

On the other side, Song Qingyin was discussing Ji Ying with Qingyu.

Qingyu: [Host, Ji Ying is currently trying to contact the male lead, Fu Sinian, but hasn't been able to reach him yet.]

Upon hearing Qingyu's report, Song Qingyin raised an eyebrow. "She's still not giving up. She wants to sell the items to Fu Sinian before the investigation results are in. She's certainly playing a clever game."

So, what should we do?

No need. Just keep an eye on Ji Ying's activities and let me know immediately if anything happens.

What about the male lead? You told me to keep an eye on him, are you still going to see him?

Song Qingyin propped her head up with her hand, thought for a moment, and said, "No need, let's not meet. After all, I have a boyfriend now, and I'm afraid he'll get jealous if I go to see other men."

In the system space, an eye-rolling emoji appeared on the control panel, but unfortunately Song Qingyin didn't see it.

Otherwise, people might complain that Qingyu has learned everything and is no longer the serious Qingyu she once was.

Song Qingyin's initial intention to meet the male lead was merely to use him as a starting point to avoid excessive contact between the male and female leads, thus increasing the difficulty of the mission. Now, it seems that the male lead, Fu Sinian, hasn't developed much affection for Ji Ying, so there's no need to meet him anymore. If it weren't for the original owner's wish, she wouldn't want to deal with the male and female leads at all, because that meant trouble, and she has always hated trouble the most.