Quick Transmigration: The Villain is Destiny, the Protagonist Takes a Backseat

Bo Yuwu lowered her head uncomfortably and took a small sip of the fruit tea in her hand, then was pleasantly surprised and subconsciously looked up at Ji Qiuzhe.

Ji Qiuzhe had been observing Bo Yuwu's reaction. Seeing his eyes suddenly brighten, he chuckled and asked, "Is it good?"

"Delicious."

Bo Yuwu had never actually drunk milk tea or similar drinks.

One reason is that they don't pay attention to their appetites, and another reason is that they don't have many close friends or much social life, so they naturally don't have the opportunity to drink this with friends.

It wasn't until now, the first time I've tasted it, that I realized it could be so delicious.

Remembering that Ji Qiuzhe had given his own cup to Yu Boyang, a thought struck him: "Would you like to try some?"

After asking the question, seeing the person in front of me raise an eyebrow, I felt my face getting hot again.

It's pretty normal for two men to share a drink, right?

Her face shouldn't be red, right?

Ji Qiuzhe's eyes lit up, and he asked with a hint of surprise, "Is that okay?"

Bo Yuwu felt his face must be red. He gave a soft "hmm" and, suppressing his embarrassment, handed over the cup in his hand.

Ji Qiuzhe didn't take it, but instead took a puff from his hand, and then his eyes lit up.

"It's delicious, I'll buy it for you again next time."

Even though she was holding an iced drink, Bo Yuwu suddenly felt that it was a little hot.

It was so hot. He lowered his head and hurriedly took several large gulps of fruit tea before he finally felt a little cooler.

Ji Qiuzhe pretended not to notice his helplessness, "Let's go home."

"Um."

The two slowly walked towards the parking spot not far away.

Immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere, neither of them noticed that not far behind them, someone quietly retrieved their phone from the camera app.

003 did notice. [Host, you've been secretly filmed. Should I hack into their phone and delete the photos?]

Ji Qiuzhe thought for a moment: "Let's not worry about it for now, let's see how things go."

Along the way, the two of them took turns drinking, and soon the cup was empty.

When the car arrived at the villa, a servant was standing at the door with a distressed expression, clearly having been waiting for a long time.

Ji Qiuzhe rolled down the car window. "What's wrong?"

The maid hesitated, as if she had a thousand words to say, but finally she said, "Boss, you'll know once you go in and take a look."

Ji Qiuzhe had a bad feeling.

But when he helped Bo Yuwu into the living room and saw Bo Fangtang bustling around serving the servants, he still found it unbelievable.

"Put all of these there, and find a nice vase for this potted plant and put it on the balcony. Be careful not to break it."

It was a pot of bright red flowers in full bloom.

At this moment, brightly colored soft furnishings can be seen everywhere in the living room.

The sofa cushions, carpets, and even tablecloths have all been changed from the original simple and understated style to a cartoon style with strong color contrasts. Even the eye-catching statue has disappeared, replaced by a painted cartoon rabbit.

The servants, seeing their masters return, did not stop their busy work, clearly taking this for granted.

The moment Bo Yuwu saw the thin sugar cube, her heart sank.

He immediately turned to see Ji Qiuzhe's reaction, only to find that the person beside him had a calm expression and did not express any opinion on Bo Fangtang's actions, clearly indicating his indulgence.

Bo Yuwu suddenly realized that she had just been presumptuous and acted like a clown.

He blamed himself for being foolish. Ji Qiuzhe liked Bo Fangtang so much that Bo Fangtang could come and go from this villa at will, and even the servants here obeyed him and treated him as their master.

Suddenly, Bo Yuwu didn't want to stay there any longer.

He should have gone to boarding school from the beginning, so he wouldn't have had the chance to understand what kind of person Ji Qiuzhe was, and he wouldn't have been able to control himself from falling for him so easily.

Little did he know, Ji Qiuzhe was completely bewildered, and even almost doubted that he had entered the wrong house, thinking that this should be the Bo family's house next door.

Before he could react, the person next to him suddenly shook off his hand.

"I'm going to pack my bags now, and I'll move out tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this, Ji Qiuzhe asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

The sound of their voices finally caught Bo Fangtang's attention. He ran over, grabbed Ji Qiuzhe's hand in a coquettish manner, and his little face was full of joy: "Brother Ji, you're finally back!"

Then he looked at Bo Yuwu and said, "Second Brother, you're here too. Welcome to our home."

He acted like a host, making the light rain and mist seem like those of an outsider.

Thin rain and mist only felt irritable, and her heart suddenly shattered on its own, the pain so intense that she couldn't breathe.

He could no longer stand Bo Fangtang's seemingly kind face, nor did he have the mood to be hypocritical here, and he didn't want to look at Bo Fangtang and Ji Qiuzhe's intertwined hands any longer.

He didn't dare look at Ji Qiuzhe, afraid he wouldn't be able to control the jealousy and resentment in his eyes, and left with a sentence, "I'll go back to my room first, you two can chat slowly."

He strode upstairs.

Ji Qiuzhe instinctively wanted to chase after him, but his hand was firmly held by someone.

[Villain's corruption level increased by 15%, current corruption level is 85%.]

003 screams: [It's over, host! You're going to lose your wife!!!]

Bo Fangtang didn't miss Bo Yuwu's embarrassed expression, which made him feel much better. He was smug, thinking that no one could take away what belonged to him, especially Bo Yuwu.

He skipped class to come to the Ji family today specifically to assert his dominance. Bo Yuwu's reaction suited him perfectly. He deserved to be alone and never receive love from anyone, whether it be family, friendship, or romantic love.

However, Bo Fangtang's smugness didn't last long before her hand, which was holding Ji Qiuzhe's, was forcibly moved away by a strong force.

Ji Qiuzhe felt like he was about to go crazy with anger. Looking at the servants who were still busy, he said with a gloomy face, "Everyone, stop immediately."

The maid put down her work with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Some of the more perceptive ones noticed the boss's ashen face and sensed something was wrong.

They were all long-time employees here and knew that Bo Fangtang was someone the boss had liked for many years. In the past, the boss would do his best to fulfill whatever Bo Fangtang wanted to do. So when he came to instruct them to renovate the living room in the afternoon, everyone obediently complied.

The only one who had a problem with it didn't dare to openly object; he just quietly went to the door early to give the boss a heads-up.

Judging from the current situation, it is clear that this was a mistake.

Ji Qiuzhe knew that this was all the original owner's fault, so he didn't intend to blame these people. He simply said, "Throw away all these fancy things and put back the original ones."

He was initially very satisfied with everything about the villa, both its interior and exterior, but Bo Fangtang ruined it all in just one afternoon.

Most importantly, the wife he was about to win over got driven away by anger.

Upon hearing this, Bo Fangtang immediately became displeased. "Brother Ji, what are you doing?! This is something someone spent an entire afternoon setting up. You're disrespecting my hard work."

Ji Qiuzhe was in a hurry to appease the man and didn't want to waste any more words with this idiot. He continued to say to the servants, "I hope to see this place restored to its original state when I wake up tomorrow morning."

He then named the servant who had brought the message: "Zhang Yong, you're in charge of supervising this. I'll give you a raise."

Zhang Yong was overjoyed and quickly assured him, "Thank you, boss. I will definitely keep a close eye on things. Don't worry!"

"Ah."

Ji Qiuzhe wasn't entirely at ease. If he had a capable housekeeper, he wouldn't need to worry about these things at all. It was all the original owner's fault for being so foolish.

Uncle Liu, who watched the original owner grow up in the old house, is quite good. Let's invite him to manage the household.

The servants started taking things apart.

"Don't take it apart, I won't allow it," Bo Fangtang said urgently.