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

Bo Yuwu arranged the nine red roses in a white porcelain vase, placed it on the dining table, and shared a small pot of porridge with Ji Qiuzhe.

The chef didn't cook much for lunch; he just stir-fried a plate of bok choy and made a pot of chicken soup.

Simple, everyday, and heartwarming.

After dinner, Bo Yuwu, who had a completely free weekend, was coaxed by her clingy boyfriend to go to the company to accompany her to work.

After a long period of silence, Jingsheng Technology is now in an uproar.

Whether they had important business to attend to or not, everyone went out for a stroll, hoping to bump into the boss, whom the receptionist said had come to the company.

The result was very disappointing. The boss's husband was led by the boss to the top floor office in a private elevator. Apart from the department heads and secretaries in the secretariat, no one else was seen.

So, President Ji, who originally wanted to hold her boyfriend on her lap while working, turned pale as she watched the employees who took turns submitting reports or simply causing trouble all afternoon.

Bo Yuwu was playing games with her roommate while hugging a fluffy pillow when she looked up and saw Ji Qiuzhe staring at her with a stern and resentful expression, which she found somewhat amusing.

After finishing the game, Bo Yuwu stood up and took his hand.

"Come on, it seems your employees are quite curious about me. Come downstairs with me and let me say hello to them."

That's a good idea!

Ji Qiuzhe originally wanted to do this, but she was worried that her boyfriend was introverted and might not be comfortable with such a large social group, so she didn't bring it up. But now he brought it up himself.

"Let's go." Ji Qiuzhe firmly held Bo Yuwu's hand.

So the employees, who had given up hope of seeing the boss and his wife, were pleasantly surprised when the boss and his wife suddenly came downstairs.

Only after seeing the person in person can you know that everything you imagined before was real.

The boss's husband is a thousand times more handsome than he looks in the photos!!!

They're a perfect match for the boss!!!

Lu Yu followed the two bosses, his face practically beaming with joy.

Of all the people in the company, he was the first to flatter the boss's husband, and he even got a raise for taking the boss to buy a couple's watch and helping the boss's husband choose clothes.

He felt that his boss was his lucky star!

Not only him, but all the employees in the company thought so, because the boss suddenly announced: "To celebrate my relationship with my loved one, all employees will receive an extra 10% salary increase this month."

Lu Yu immediately calculated the amount of salary he could receive at the beginning of next month, and couldn't suppress the wildly upturned corners of his mouth.

Then she was given a disapproving look by another female secretary who had also come downstairs with her.

Pshaw, what's there to brag about? Once she finds a chance to please the boss's husband, she'll get a raise and make a fortune!

After inspecting his employees, Ji Qiuzhe finally got his wish and started working while holding people, which greatly improved his work efficiency.

*

Ji Qiuzhe proposed on the day he accompanied Bo Yuwu back to her hometown to visit Bo's grandmother.

In front of the old lady's grave, he took out a unique Yuhua stone that he had designed himself and had prepared in advance. It was inlaid with an orange-red iridescent stone.

He knelt on one knee, his voice trembling with excitement: "Bo Yuwu, I have been preparing for this moment for a long time."

"Before, I always thought about what kind of romantic proposal ceremony I should give you, but now, in front of Grandma, I feel that this is the perfect time. I love you, will you marry me and grow old with me?"

The light rain and mist had already wept uncontrollably.

He had never been so resolute before; the man before him loved him with such fervor and sincerity.

He understood him so well, understood all his sensitivities and insecurities, understood all his joys and sorrows, and he gave him unparalleled favoritism with everything he could.

"I am willing."

A light drizzle and mist stretched out their hands.

Ji Qiuzhe held his beloved's slender, fair hand, his hand trembling as he slipped the ring onto his ring finger, then tenderly lowered his head to kiss the back of his hand.

The two of them knelt down in front of the old lady's grave and kowtowed three times.

A gust of wind swept by, and the white paper money was lifted up by the wind, then fell gently down like a colorful and beautiful rain of petals.

[Villain's affection level +2%, current affection level 100%.]

After the Bo family fell from power, Bo Yuwu took the opportunity to regain ownership of the old lady's old house.

The two stayed in the old house for a week or so, reliving all their childhood memories before packing their bags and returning to Kyoto.

When Ji's parents learned that their son's marriage proposal was successful, they were overjoyed and rushed from their old house to discuss the engagement ceremony. After much discussion, they decided to hold the ceremony in March of the following year, when the grass was growing and the birds were singing.

The wedding ceremony will be held in May, two months from now. It's a comfortable month, neither as cold as March nor as hot as summer.

The engagement ceremony was kept simple; they simply invited close family and friends from both sides to a meal together.

The wedding ceremony was organized by Mr. and Mrs. Ji. Other younger members of the Ji family who were not busy also came to help. Even the old man Ji, who was in good health and practiced whip skills in the park every morning, helped carry a lot of goods.

On the contrary, the two people involved were the most free.

The wedding ceremony was very grand; the Ji family leveled an entire mountain on their property to build the wedding venue.

The guests included celebrities and bigwigs from all walks of life, relatives and friends of the Ji family, Ji Qiuzhe and Bo Yuwu's personal friends, and lucky fans who won the prizes.

After the emcee finished his introductions, the two grooms, dressed in matching white suits, walked hand in hand down the red carpet.

Gu Tang, holding a large camera in the audience, laughed as she frantically snapped photos, determined to capture the most outstanding duo photo and defend the reputation of the strongest fan site admin.

003, lacking a physical form, couldn't leave the spiritual sea and could only frantically scratch its head in the space.

It was the only witness to the couple's relationship all along, but unfortunately he could only watch this grand event and couldn't participate, which he found very regrettable.

But watching the two masters gazing at each other and making vows, he couldn't help but be mesmerized.

"Now, the two grooms may kiss each other."

Ji Qiuzhe and Bo Yuwu lowered their heads and raised their heads, their lips pressed tightly together.

Then they parted, looked at each other, and smiled.

"It's done."

*

When his six-year term was up, Thin Sugar was released from prison.

He stared blankly at the sky outside the window for a long time before finally taking his first steps to find the way to the Gu family home.

Gu Chengchao served two years longer than him and must have already re-established himself outside. Now that the Bo family is gone, the only person he can rely on is Gu Chengchao.

But before Bo Fangtang had gone far, a dirty figure grabbed his arm.

He turned around and saw the face of an old, thin woman.

The woman was crying and laughing at the same time, her face covered in tears and snot, looking disgusting and ugly.

Bo Fangtang yanked her arm away from the other person's tight grip, "Where did this stinking beggar come from? Get lost!"

The woman seemed surprised by his strong reaction and stood there helplessly calling out to him, "Tangtang, it's me, Tangtang, it's Mommy."

But Bo Fangtang suddenly pushed her to the ground and said coldly, "Get out. I'm an orphan. I don't have a mother."