Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

The white moonlight and the cinnabar mole.

His "white moonlight" was the girl he fell in love with at first sight when he was just beginning to experience romantic feelings.

It is first love, an unforgettable love, a love that cannot be obtained, a love as bright as the moon, full of resentment.

The cinnabar mole was the best choice he made after seeing all the world's splendor and settling for second best.

When the two meet, the one who is loved feels fearless.

The original owner was the one with the cinnabar mole, and the lackey beside her.

The male protagonist of this world is named Ji Lingchen. He is a famous Buddhist monk in the Beijing circle. He always plays with Buddhist prayer beads and is indifferent to any woman. He has a cold, aloof, and unapproachable demeanor.

He has a white moonlight, who is also the white moonlight in the hearts of many young masters in Beijing's social circle. The female lead, Fang Wanyu, is a rich and beautiful woman who went abroad to study three years ago.

Three years later, he returned at the age of 20 and entered the prestigious university where the original owner had studied, Huasman University.

The students at Waisman were all from wealthy and powerful families, and there were also some top students from poor families who were there to make a show of things.

Young masters and ladies aren't just here to study; they want connections to enter aristocratic circles.

The "cinnabar mole" refers to Ning Qian, the male lead's fiancée, a wealthy young lady from the Beijing elite circle, and a vicious female supporting character who sabotages the relationship between the male and female leads.

As soon as the white moonlight returns, the male lead wants to break off the engagement.

His words, "You like the sea, I love you," served as his final statement regarding their three-year relationship.

Can this female supporting character tolerate this? She's gone into crazy self-destructive mode.

The original owner's name was Pei Qingmo, the number one lackey of the vicious female supporting character.

She was always the one plotting to sabotage the male and female leads, so when the male lead took revenge on the female supporting character and ruined her family's company, her lackeys were not spared either.

The original owner's family business went bankrupt, leaving them heavily in debt. Unable to bear the blow, the parents jumped off a building.

In a short time, his family was destroyed and his family perished, and the original owner followed his parents in death.

When gods fight, little devils suffer.

"Here you go, didn't you say you liked these bags last time?"

As soon as Qingmo arrived, the beautiful woman in front of her acted superior and tossed three bags to her.

Qingmo was about to unleash a torrent of profanity when she realized that the female supporting character was sick in the head, acting all superior. She couldn't stand being treated like this.

Looking down, hey, it smells delicious! What's wrong with me?

This is a harem of three thousand beauties, and the eldest young lady dotes on me, she only dotes on me.

These are all bags worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. Although she is not short of money, who wouldn't love a free gift?

Although the original owner's family was wealthy, their monthly allowance was only one million, not enough to allow them to buy whatever they wanted.

"Thank you, Miss. This old servant will swear to serve you to the death." Qingmo clasped her hands in gratitude.

Who wouldn't love such a beautiful and generous young lady?

She casually gives away millions; she's just a little arrogant and has a bad temper. What did she do wrong?

Ning Qian looked at her strangely. What's wrong with Qingmo today? Old servant? How inexplicable.

"Young Miss, where are we going to play later?"

"I want to go shopping, will you come with me?" Ning Qian said, raising an eyebrow.

Qingmo nodded hurriedly and followed behind Ning Qian.

Along the way, Qingmo acted like a little follower, using sweet words to make Ning Qian happy.

Eating, drinking, and having fun—it's all on the young lady.

"I'm going to find Brother Ling Chen later, you guys go have fun." After wandering around for a while, Ning Qian prepared to leave.

To say that Ning Qian really liked Ji Lingchen wouldn't be accurate. She definitely liked him, but it wasn't like she couldn't live without him; it was just an arranged marriage between wealthy families.

But being jilted because of another woman is something she can't tolerate; saving face is more important than liking someone.

At this time, Fang Wanyu hasn't returned yet, and Ning Qian and Ji Lingchen are still the golden couple of the school.

"Miss, I don't think this will work."

Qingmo stroked her chin with one hand, her face inscrutable.

"What do you mean?" Ning Qian asked, puzzled.

Qingmo: "Ah! Miss, didn't you know? I heard that in two months, Fang Wanyu, the white moonlight of the Beijing circle, is going back to China. It's all over the circle."

Ning Qian frowned slightly. She had never cared about this kind of thing and didn't know, but she had heard about the relationship between Fang Wanyu and Ji Lingchen.

Ning Qian: "Just say what you want to say. What does that have to do with me? What is she that I have to care about?"

Qingmo hesitated, then said, "You don't care, but Young Master Ji does. Think about it, you've been engaged for almost three years, and Young Master Ji probably hasn't even held your hand yet. Wait until Fang Wanyu comes back..."

Qingmo didn't say anything more, but Ning Qian understood: she couldn't compete with Fang Wanyu? What a joke.

Ning Qian sneered, "Qingmo, are you underestimating me? If Ji Lingchen dares to break off the engagement because of Fang Wanyu, his Ji family will definitely pay the price."

Qingmo sighed inwardly, "Yes, the price is heavy. We're both gone."

Ning Qian crossed her arms and said, "Heh, she doesn't even deserve to steal what's mine. But I don't like to sit here and wait to die. Tell me your ideas quickly."

Qingmo leaned over and whispered something in her ear, which made Ning Qian frown, but she finally nodded in agreement.

Hehehe... a Buddhist monk in the Beijing circle...

That night, it was a dark and windy night, and the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish became.

Qingmo secretly applied an invisibility talisman, knocked Ji Lingchen unconscious, and took him to his villa in the suburbs of Beijing.

I drugged him, you know what I mean, and then I called Ning Qian over.

The two exchanged a glance, chuckled, and Qingmo went out to wait for Ning Qian in her car.

Miss, don't say that this old servant doesn't think about you. I gave you Ji Lingchen's first time. Men, once they get what they want, they don't care anymore.

Two hours later, the young lady emerged, her legs weak. It was clear she was in bad shape; it had only been a short time.

"Miss, how are you? Are you feeling better? Men are all the same. Even if Fang Wanyu snatches you away in the future, you'll still be second-hand goods that you don't want."

Ning Qian's face was flushed with pleasure, savoring the memory. Hmm~ indescribable.

Ning Qian: "Well done, what do we do now?"

Qingmo gave a lewd smile: "You go first, I'll clean up the mess. Don't worry, as long as you don't say anything, no one will know."

Ning Qian gave her a check for 500 million yuan and drove away triumphantly.

The young lady is indeed extraordinary; who said she was a vicious female supporting character?

This is clearly a sugar daddy! I love it!

As soon as Ning Qian left, Qing Mo went in to check on Ji Lingchen. Tsk tsk, the bed sheets were a mess, and Ji Lingchen was exhausted.

I glanced around the room and saw that there were hidden cameras.

Using Ji Lingchen's phone, he lowered his voice and called the club, ordering five burly men for him, refusing anyone who wasn't strong, and tossed a wad of cash on the table as a service fee for the other party.

When the burly men were almost there, they threw another enhanced pill into Ji Lingchen's mouth. This one was meant to last a whole day and night and would have side effects.

I clapped my hands, cleaned up the foam, and left. I'll watch the video when I get home, hehe.

Wow! Ugh! My goodness! Whoa!!!

Beast! ! !

Qingmo lay in bed, her brows furrowed as she looked at the images on her phone. They were too cruel; she was going to get a sty.

Our Beijing circle of Buddhist monks is really having a tough time.

Their figures were everywhere—on the floor, on the sofa, and on the walls.

Qingmo only glanced at it briefly; she was still a child, and she couldn't bear the shock.

Pah! Shameless.