Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Villain, the Delicate Beauty Becomes His Darling

When his hands were empty, Ji Nanye's eyebrows drooped, and he curled up and hugged the blanket tightly, his eyes still fixed on Song Yunzhi, until he could no longer resist the drowsiness and closed his eyes.

Grandma Ji's surgery was scheduled for 8 a.m. After breakfast, Song Yunzhi took Ji Nanye there.

The boy was even more depressed than the night before, his two hands, wrapped in gauze, were clenched tightly, as if he was trying his best to hold back his emotions.

Seeing the doctor pushing Grandma Ji into the operating room, Ji Nanye suddenly stood up and ran over, "Doctor, please, you must cure my grandma."

“We will do our best,” the surgeon said. “Please rest assured.”

"Please, please." The boy hunched over, his slightly red eyes filled with tears.

The doctors entered the operating room, and Song Yunzhi held Ji Nanye's hand, saying, "It will definitely be successful, don't worry."

Ji Nanye looked over with red eyes, turned his head away, and wiped his face with his hand.

The surgery was originally scheduled to last four hours, but at noon, the lights were still on during the operation.

Song Yunzhi could clearly sense that the boy beside her was starting to tremble, and his face was becoming increasingly tense.

She turned to the side, grasped his sweaty hand, and whispered, "Ji Nanye, don't be afraid."

Ji Nanye was speechless. When he met Song Yunzhi's concerned gaze, he couldn't hold back anymore and reached out to hug her, bursting into tears.

Song Yunzhi stiffened, feeling tears streaming down her shoulder, and couldn't help but raise her hand to pat his back.

"It will be alright, don't be afraid, don't cry."

The tension in his mind snapped completely. Ji Nanye closed his eyes and let the tears flow freely.

He was afraid, afraid that his grandmother would end up like his parents, forever trapped in the cold operating room.

He was freezing cold, and his whole body was shivering.

He choked with sobs and couldn't speak. He clutched the only warmth he had and prayed that God would have mercy on him this once.

"Ji Nanye, the surgery was a success." A gentle voice rang in his ears.

He was completely unaware, as if he had fainted.

Song Yunzhi turned her head to look at him, raised her hand to wipe away his tears. It turned out that being tall meant he cried a lot.

Seeing Grandma Ji being wheeled out of the operating room, she raised her hand and slapped the boy's back a few times, saying, "Ji Nanye, you're not allowed to hug me anymore!"

Everything's fine now, it shouldn't matter if I beat him up a couple of times.

Ji Nanye opened his eyes, looked down at the girl's angry eyes, and felt like he was about to die of heartbreak. "Why did you hit me?"

"Grandma is out," Song Yunzhi said softly, raising her hand to curiously pat his head.

Ji Nanye froze, quickly turned his head, saw a familiar face, and immediately ran over, "Grandma, Grandma!"

"The patient is still under anesthesia and unconscious, but the surgery was a success," the doctor said from the side, gesturing for him to calm down.

Ji Nanye raised both hands to wipe away his tears, crying with joy, "Thank you, thank you, doctor!"

He turned around, looked at Song Yunzhi, his eyes shining, and lifted her up in one swift motion, exclaiming, "Classmate, the surgery was a success!"

"..."

With her feet dangling in the air, Song Yunzhi looked down at the distance from the ground and really wanted to slap him on the head.

"Ji Nanye, put me down quickly!"

The boy snapped out of his daze, quickly and gently put the person down, his ears turning bright red, and coughed lightly, saying, "I'm sorry, deskmate, I got too excited."

"Yes, you can't do that again next time." Song Yunzhi looked down at her legs.

They just lifted her up like that? Doesn't she have any dignity?

Back in the intensive care unit, Ji Nanye gripped the handrail of the trolley with one hand and Song Yunzhi's wrist with the other, unwilling to let go of either.

Song Yunzhi felt somewhat helpless. She looked up and saw that his corruption value had dropped to 70, so she simply let it be.

Holding hands doesn't feel so bad.

She sat down quietly beside him, watching the boy laugh like a fool from time to time, and remained silent for a long time.

"Thank you, deskmate. You are the best person in the world." Ji Nanye hugged her arm tightly, feeling an urge to cry.

But fearing embarrassment, he forced himself to swallow it back.

Song Yunzhi felt a little awkward and tried to pull her hand away, her cheeks slightly flushed. "It's all thanks to the doctor, don't touch me."

A smile flickered in Ji Nanye's eyes as he reached out and patted her head. "Classmate, how can I repay your life-saving grace?"

“I don’t need it.” Song Yunzhi avoided his burning gaze.

He just needs to avoid lifting her up too high.

"I'm going to explain so many questions to you. Which university do you want to apply to?" Ji Nanye asked tentatively.

Song Yunzhi thought for a moment, "Q University, I guess."

If she performs consistently, she will pass the exam.

"Great, then let's go to Q University." Ji Nanye raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Song Yunzhi looked at him, "You want to come too?"

"What, you don't like me?" Ji Nanye's heart tightened, and his eyes stared straight at her small face.

Song Yunzhi shook her head, "No, it's just that if you work hard, you can get into S University."

Ji Nanye breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze quickly sweeping across her face before looking down at the white-haired old woman. He said, "I'm fine with anything, but you're my creditor now, so I have to stay under your nose."

“Ji Nanye, you don’t need to pay it back,” Song Yunzhi said earnestly.

The boy turned his head to the side and said, "Hey, did your family's money grow on trees?"

"..."

"Look, if I ever bully you in the future, you can use your creditor status to pressure me. Isn't that more effective? You can even get more interest."

Song Yunzhi looked at him silently, thinking that he wasn't quite right in the head.

There's no such thing as automatically increasing interest rates with creditors.

"up to you."

She started rummaging through her schoolbag for test papers again, while Ji Nanye got up and took an apple to peel.

Song Yunzhi looked over, "Your hand..."

"Very skillful." Ji Nanye raised his hand, wielding the fruit knife with practiced ease.

Song Yunzhi ignored him and sat down at the table next to her to write her homework.

The rustling sound from the tip of the nose and the sound from the monitor alternated.

Ji Nanye peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces, placed them on a plate, and slowly moved to sit down next to Song Yunzhi. "Classmate, would you like an apple?"

Song Yunzhi turned her head, and the boy picked up a piece of apple with his fork, his voice low and husky with a hint of laughter, "It's very sweet."

He was laughing like a male fox.

Song Yunzhi picked up a piece with her fork and ate it, calmly saying, "Thank you."

Ji Nanye watched her write, his face propped up by one hand, his eyes almost disappearing from his smile.