Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

She had prepared for this long time, and she had also planned it long in advance.

She pulled out several large bottles of super glue from her storage space and began her creative process.

Ignoring their pleas and insults, he said, "Scream, scream, the more you scream, the more excited I get."

Something felt missing, so I put on Mozart's L'assassymphonie on my phone, and sure enough, it felt right.

Those movies all like to have some music; if others have it, she has to have it too, no matter what, the atmosphere has to be there.

"Ah! Help! Help! Mom, get away from me, you pervert!"

Qingmo: "..."

Did they misunderstand something? I'm not that kind of person, and I don't have that ability.

These two, mother and daughter, both seem to prefer men who already have partners. It's like they think everything they get from others is better, and even other people's excrement smells sweet.

'Knock knock knock'

There was a knock on the door, and the phone in the bedroom rang. Qingmo picked it up and saw that the words "Brother Yan" were flashing on the screen. It seemed that it was him outside the door.

Is this guy crazy, coming to the woman's house in the middle of the night?

Is it some kind of telepathic connection between the male and female leads? Does the hero saving the damsel in distress have no place?!

Yan Chen, who was outside the door, didn't know what was wrong with him. He woke up in the middle of the night with a start and suddenly missed Shen Jiayi. His heart was aching. He immediately asked the housekeeper to bring him over.

Butler: The young master in his adolescence is indeed full of hormones; he doesn't even need to sleep.

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"Shen Jiayi, this is Yan Chen. I need to talk to you."

The knocking continued. When Shen Jiayi heard Yan Chen's voice, she became instantly excited, as if she was about to be rescued, and kept shouting for help.

Unfortunately, there was a soundproof barrier, so the sound from outside couldn't be heard inside. After knocking for a while, Yan Chen stopped.

Qingmo put up another barrier to prevent light from getting out of the room. Although she didn't turn on the main lights, she wore a headlamp to create a sense of atmosphere.

Through the crack in the door, I could see him standing there, not having left, and his name was still flashing on my phone.

Qingmo ignored him; she was very busy and was in a hurry to get back to sleep.

"It hurts so much, please let me go."

Shen Jiayi cried her heart out. At first, she thought she had just encountered a thief, then she felt he was a pervert, and now she felt he was sick.

The thought that her innocence might be lost filled her with despair, and she shed tears of humiliation.

In the end, it was even worse than encountering a pervert; the burning and stinging sensation was excruciating.

Why? Why didn't Yan Chen come in to save her? Why didn't he come in to save her? She's in so much pain, she wants to die.

Qingmo: Just tell me, have you kept your innocence or not? I guarantee you'll remain innocent in the world from now on.

Qingmo's hands were trembling slightly, but it was alright. Practice makes perfect, and she could do it.

Keep going, cutie! Give yourself a pep talk and keep going.

What if she struggles so hard that she manages to break free of the blindfold?

I'll just put some super glue on the blindfold; that way it'll stick firmly to my face, and I definitely won't be able to see her face. Safe, that's how reliable I am.

Whether she's blind or not, what does that have to do with her?

Hearing her daughter's screams, Wenqing, who was standing nearby, was also trembling with fear. She couldn't see what had happened and could only assume that she had encountered a pervert. What else could it be?

Hehe, that's petty of me. I'm a straight woman of steel.

How about some glued-on candied hawthorn skewers?

I also got Wenqing the same set meal. Perfect! The candied hawthorns I made myself were crystal clear and had a unique feminine beauty. Who wouldn't be tempted?

Clap your hands, put all the tools into the bag and store them in your space, then use a cleaning talisman to ensure that no clues are left behind.

You said you were doing just fine in another city, and after all these years, why did you have to come back here to die?

Greed is indeed the original sin.

The mother and daughter screamed until their throats were hoarse, but no one came to their rescue. Their bodies were also sealed, so they could no longer make a sound, only occasionally letting out a soft murmur.

Qingmo removed the soundproof talisman and the isolation talisman and left. She saw Yan Chen's car downstairs. He was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, seemingly preparing to go to school with Shen Jiayi in the morning.

It's so obvious whether you like it or not.

He was always cold and indifferent to the original owner of the body, but when he met someone he liked, he was actually a total simp.

Ignoring him, she took out her little motorcycle and sped home like the wind. She needed to go home and sleep; a fairy like her couldn't have dark circles under her eyes.

Back in my room, I took out a plate of crayfish and started showing off. I had a late-night snack to replenish my energy. The joy of crayfish is in peeling them yourself; what's the point of having someone else peel them?

He sucked the soup off his fingers, feeling satisfied, then washed up and went to bed.

After getting up in the morning, Qingmo obediently went to school to catch up on her sleep.

Yan Chen waited downstairs at Shen Jiayi's house all night, unable to sleep at all.

At first, I thought Shen Jiayi was sleeping too soundly, so she didn't answer the phone. But after school hours, she still hadn't come down, so I went upstairs to knock on the door again.

Hearing the noise, Shen Jiayi and her daughter inside the house began to sob softly. Their voices were so quiet that no one outside the door could hear them at all.

But the male lead is still the male lead; he can sense whenever his girl is in danger.

After a while, Yan Chen sensed something was wrong and immediately called a locksmith. Money talks, so he said, "Boss, you tell me where to open, and I'll open it."

Kicking the door? He tried, Greyhound, he doesn't deserve it.

When the door opened, everyone was stunned. The locksmith was so frightened that he became the second meme on your phone.

The housekeeper, being experienced and calm, quickly dialed the police and 120. Apart from Yan Chen daring to approach Shen Jiayi, the other two kept their distance.

What could the police do? They could only send the person and the table to the hospital. Yan Chen stayed outside the operating room the whole time; he never expected something like this to happen.

He was filled with deep self-blame. It was all his fault. If only he had rushed in sooner, if only he had realized it last night, maybe Shen Jiayi would still be alright.

Just imagining the scene he would see when he rushed in sent chills down his spine.

Shen Jiayi was like a broken doll, on the verge of death, sealed with transparent glue, and he didn't even dare to touch her.

This is also Qingmo's fault. Later, they went completely mad and poured in buckets of super glue, making it look like an ice coffin.

Good news: Shen Jiayi and her daughter are still alive.

The bad news is that he has gone blind, his skin is burned all over his body, his uterus has been removed, and many of his internal organs have been damaged. It's uncertain how long he will live, and even if he recovers, he will be crippled.

The two were wrapped up like mummies and wheeled out of the operating room. Yan Chen sat on a bench outside the ward, his face ashen.

His eyes were vacant, as if he had lost his soul.