Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

The car stopped, and the two entered the Sanwu Pavilion hand in hand.

This place is secluded and tranquil, with artificial hills and pavilions, upturned eaves, flowing water, and bluestone paths...

Suddenly stepping from a bustling metropolis into a quaint and antique world is a refreshing experience.

Sanwu Pavilion is a famous private restaurant, which is very popular among the upper class and elites of H City.

Oh, by the way, this is also a property of the Mohists.

Mo Chen didn't need to make a reservation in advance; he already had a regular place to eat here.

The unique feature of Sanwu Pavilion is that, in addition to the fully enclosed private rooms, there are also a series of small pavilions arranged in a staggered manner.

Each pavilion is far apart, with artificial hills and boulders in between, surrounded by novel green plants, so that they cannot see or hear each other and do not disturb one another.

While dining, guests can also enjoy the beautiful scenery, as if they were in an ancient paradise, which makes them feel happy.

The waiter led the two into a quaint and elegant pavilion.

After taking their seats, Mo Chen immediately ordered several dishes that Zi Yue liked, and then added a few of his signature dishes.

After ordering, she asked Ziyue, "Qingqing, is there anything else you'd like to eat?"

"You know my tastes; you've already ordered all the dishes I like."

Ziyue raised an eyebrow at Mo Chen, a pleased smile in her eyes, then turned to the waiter, "Please also order an order of cherry pancakes."

She just suddenly wanted to eat.

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." With that, he withdrew.

Having just confirmed their feelings for each other, they were much more affectionate during their meal, with Mo Chen openly taking care of Zi Yue.

I helped her peel shrimp, pick out vegetables, hand her water, and give her tissues. I was busy and happy, but I did it willingly.

He found Ziyue's busy eating delicious food incredibly cute.

How can there be such a person in this world? How can her every move and every word please him?

"Aha, I caught you!" The voice was heard before the person was seen.

Lan Ruofeng, dressed in a deep V-neck black suit, stepped into the pavilion, staring at the two with a playful look in his eyes.

He had just seen two figures in the distance; he was all too familiar with Mo Chen.

Because he and Mo Chen used to eat here often, he successfully got the waiter to make way for him by using facial recognition.

Ziyue stared at him speechlessly, wondering what he was up to with that accusatory look.

She asked Mo Chen, "Did he forget to take his medicine again before going out?"

Mo Chen nodded: "It seems so."

The way he acted as if whatever Ziyue said was the truth, and the way Mochen was wiping Ziyue's mouth with a tissue, made Lan Ruofeng's teeth ache and his eyes hurt.

He was wrong, he was really wrong, he shouldn't have come in.

Before he even sat down on the bench, he turned and left again.

So why did he go through all that trouble to find this person?

Although Lan Ruofeng grumbled, he was actually happy that his good brother had found the girl he loved. Otherwise, he would always worry that his good brother would grow old alone.

Now, let's respect them, wish them well, and sincerely hope they stay together forever!

It would be even better if he didn't have to constantly witness couples being lovey-dovey; it makes him want a sweet romance too!

Thinking of this—! ! ? ?

Startled, Lan Ruofeng quickly shook his head. No, no! How could he be bound by love and marriage?

He's determined to give all the lovely girls in the world a home!!!

He was like a rebellious wanderer, vowing never to reform!

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The sudden appearance and departure of this "free spirit" had no impact on Ziyue and Mochen's meal.

After the two finished their meal, Mo Chen took Zi Yue home.

Upon arriving at their destination, the man held Ziyue's hand tightly, saying, "Go upstairs quickly and get some sleep," without letting go of her hand for even a moment.

Ziyue couldn't help but find his insincere expression somewhat amusing.

I never expected that this person, who usually seems so cold and indifferent, would be so clingy when it comes to being in love.

However, she liked his clinginess.

She looked up and planted a quick kiss on his cheek, then, taking advantage of his momentary daze, let go and hurriedly got out of the car.

After getting off the bus, she waved to him through the window and said, "I'm going back now, goodnight." Then she turned and walked through the gate.

Inside the car, Mo Chen stroked the spot where the girl had just kissed him, a clear smile curving his lips, his eyes gentle, his heart filled with tenderness.

The next morning, as soon as Ziyue arrived at the company, she received a bouquet of blue roses, but this time she was certain that it was from Mochen.

Because when the secretary came in with the flowers, she said that President Mo had sent someone to deliver them.

Looking at the bouquet of flowers in front of her, Ziyue couldn't help but chuckle to herself, "Childish."

Then she took a selfie while holding the flowers and sent it to Mo Chen.

Mo's, conference room.

A "ding-dong" sound.

Everyone looked at each other, secretly cursing who this idiot was who had the audacity to not even turn off the microphone during a meeting.

Didn't you know the CEO asked everyone to silence their phones during the meeting? Did he think the CEO's face wasn't cold enough already?!

However, they saw the CEO pick up his phone and turn it on himself.

Oh, it's the president's. Then it's alright.

What?! The CEO's?!

Then, everyone saw the CEO smile. He smiled...

Good heavens, are they seeing things?!

Otherwise, how could we possibly see their usually cold and expressionless CEO actually smiling?

Could it be that the sun rose in the west today?

Or are they still asleep?

Yes, it's a dream, a dream, it must be a dream!!

Everyone looked dazed, their minds a little foggy.

Suddenly, a voice as cold as the dead of winter rang out, "Continue."

Oh, that's more like it. That's how those emotionless, aloof, domineering CEOs should be.

Mo Chen saw the photos Zi Yue sent and replied: Very beautiful.

Then Ziyue sent another message: Is the flower prettier or the person prettier?

"People are more beautiful than flowers."

"Hmph, you pass."

……

Everyone in the conference room looked at the president, who was constantly replying to messages with his head down, and felt that the sun might really have risen in the west today.

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That day, just before the end of the workday, Assistant Yang knocked on the door and came in: "President Qing, there is a Mr. Gu downstairs who says he is your senior from school and wants to see you."

"His surname is Gu? Let him come up." Ziyue thought about how she had just received his flowers yesterday and was already meeting him in person today.

A moment later, a man dressed in light gray casual clothes pushed open the door and entered.

The man was tall and slender, with delicate and handsome features. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an indescribable elegance and nobility.

"Little Qing'er, it's been a long time." He said, and then gave Ziyue a big hug.

"Long time no see, Brother Qingzhi." Ziyue replied with a smile. The original owner and Gu Qingzhi had grown up together since childhood and were quite familiar with each other, so she had always called him that since she was a child.

Gu Qingzhi's smile widened, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "Little Qing'er is quite busy these days. I wonder if our President Qing would have the time to do me the honor of having a casual meal with me?"