Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

The warm sunlight gently streamed through the sheer curtains, falling softly on the woman wearing a simple yet elegant blue dress.

The dress seemed to shimmer slightly in the sunlight, further highlighting the woman's tranquility and beauty.

She sat there quietly, seemingly blending into the world around her, creating a serene and enchanting scene.

Her slender fingers gently caressed the pages of the book, her movements soft and focused.

If you look closely, you'll find that the woman's beautiful eyes lack the liveliness that most people possess.

Her eyes seemed to be veiled by a thin white gauze, making her originally bright eyes appear hazy.

That "white veil" seemed to shroud her world in mystery, making people feel pity and regret for her eyes that had lost their luster.

It's like a flower that should have been blooming brightly in the sun, but for some reason it has lost its original beauty and vitality.

But just sitting there, she could make people unconsciously calm down.

Suddenly, a noisy commotion broke the tranquility outside the room.

The sound grew closer, mixed with some indistinct words and footsteps.

Then, with a creak, the door to the room was suddenly opened, and an atmosphere different from that inside the room rushed in.

Upon hearing the sound, Su Su gently closed the book in her hand, her movements slow and graceful. She slightly raised her head and "looked" in the direction from which the sound came.

Although she is blind, her expression reveals a habitual focus and curiosity, as if she can perceive changes in her surroundings through her other senses.

"Miss, Young Master Yi has come to see you!" A clear voice rang out, breaking the brief silence in the room.

The voice carried a hint of excitement and joy, as if the arrival of this young master Yi was a happy event.

Immediately, Su Su felt a warm source of heat approaching her.

Before she could react, a warm and strong hand gently took her hand.

Su Su immediately shook off that hand forcefully, her movements resolute and decisive.

Anyway, she was blind and couldn't see the unpleasant expression on the person's face, and she didn't want to look at it.

"Su Su, it's me! Are you angry with me?" Yi Rong tried to grab her hand again, her voice filled with anxiety and confusion.

"What are you doing here? We've already broken up!" Su Su shouted angrily, grabbing the book she had just been reading and throwing it at Yi Rong.

Despite trying to dodge, Yi Rong was still hit by the book. A loud "bang" was heard as the book struck Yi Rong, followed by his cry of pain.

Yi Rong bled instantly, the blood slowly flowing from his wound, staining his clothes red. His face showed a painful expression, but his eyes still held concern and reluctance for Su Su.

"Young Master Yi!" the nanny exclaimed, her face filled with panic. She quickly turned around to grab something to stop Yi Rong's bleeding.

She frantically searched the room for something that could be used to stop the bleeding.

"Miss, you haven't been in a good mood lately. Please be patient with me, Young Master Yi!" the nanny said quickly while frantically searching for something.

Her tone was tinged with apology and helplessness as she tried to explain Su Su's behavior to Yi Rong.

The nanny's swift and decisive apology made Yi Rong's anger, which was on the tip of her tongue, get stuck in her throat. It was like swallowing a scalding hot stone, leaving her both speechless and extremely uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to respond.

It felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in his throat, making his words choke.

Looking into Su Su's lifeless eyes, Yi Rong took a deep breath to suppress his anger.

He took slow, deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, but the fire in his heart was still burning secretly.

Looking into Su Su's lifeless eyes, he felt both helpless and filled with indescribable complex emotions.

Then he squatted down in front of Su Su and said, "Su Su, I'm not here to argue with you. I just hope you can be more sensible."

He tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Zhi Tao's eyes haven't gotten better. Do you know why?" Yi Rong looked at Su Su with a hint of inquiry and urgency in her eyes.

"Ha! How could I possibly know? I'm just a pitiful little thing who was abandoned." Su Su sneered, her words full of self-mockery and sarcasm.

Yi Rong frowned. "You must know, that's your cornea."

His tone became more forceful, as if he wanted to get an answer from Su Su.

"Zhuzhu, I'm thirsty." Su Su ignored Yi Rong and turned to call out to the side.

Zhuzhu handed the gauze she found to Yirong, letting him treat it himself. Then she wiped her hands, picked up the teapot from the table, poured a cup of tea for Su Su, and handed it to her.

"Here you are, Miss. Take your time," Zhuzhu said softly, carefully handing the teacup to Su Su so that she could drink the tea smoothly.

Su Su took the teacup, took a small sip, and seemed to have nothing to do with her, leaving only her and the teacup in her hand.

"Su Su..." Yi Rong called softly, her brows furrowed.

"Oh, you're still here! I thought you'd left." Su Su looked up, her words laced with obvious disregard and sarcasm.

Yi Rong frowned slightly, but still patiently asked, "Have you been able to see ghosts lately?"

"What you're saying is pretty nonsense. I don't want to see you anymore. The fact that I'm talking to you calmly is already a sign of my mercy," Su Su sneered.

"Do you really think I won't hold a grudge?" Su Su's voice rose slightly, tinged with excitement, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

“Zhi Tao is more talented than you…” Yi Rong tried to say something more.

"Go away! I don't want to see you." Su Su interrupted him impatiently, her tone resolute. She then slammed her teacup down with a "bang," spilling a little tea. Her face was as cold as ice.

"Zhuzhu, see the guests out," Su Su called out, raising her voice with an unwavering determination.

Zhuzhu did not raise any objections. She simply stood there quietly, looking at Yirong with a firm gaze, as if silently conveying the order for him to leave.

"Young Master Yi, please! Miss is still recovering and wants to rest now!"

Yi Rong stared at Su Su, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—helplessness, worry, and a hint of indescribable feeling.

Finally, he sighed and said softly, "I'll come see you again next time."

After saying that, he slowly turned around and left the room with slightly heavy steps, leaving Su Su and Zhu Zhu behind. The atmosphere in the room was still somewhat oppressive and dull.