Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

"How is it not appropriate? No matter how many women you play around with under these two identities, no one will hold you accountable." Little Giant Pit argued righteously.

Mu Zhen sneered: "Stop trying to evade the main points. What about the other two?"

"As long as you're willing to work hard, your dreams will come true!" Little Giant Pit continued to encourage him. Seeing the murderous look in his eyes, he quickly covered his head and floated backward, looking on guard.

I was thinking to myself, don't you have any self-awareness about what demands you've made?

Aside from women, who can sleep with many women and not have to take responsibility?

Aside from women, who in this world can trample all the powerful men under their feet?

Mu Zhen had no idea what the little giant pit was thinking, otherwise she would have been disgusted to death.

After questioning the meaning of life, shouldn't one then strive for the future? Isn't that just about making people happy? Although he's not good at this, doesn't he still have a bunch of lackeys who are good at flattering him?

Learn it and put it to use!

Returning to the lobby, he found it empty. He glanced at the room next door where Long Yuan was imprisoned, then looked at a security camera in the corner.

This is why the men, even after they had fully recovered their strength, still pretended to be strong.

He's just waiting to use the surveillance footage to seek comfort from the female lead later.

Pshaw! A bunch of good-for-nothing rich kids who just want to have fun.

If they had their status and position, they would have been vying for world domination long ago.

When the five men returned to the living room, they were all stunned for a moment.

The once dirty and messy hall had been completely transformed, cleaned spotless by the woman, and the tables were laden with delicious food.

All five steaks were still steaming hot, clearly freshly cooked.

Mu Zhen was dressed in a casual sportswear outfit with a cartoon apron over it, her hair casually tied back, and she was waiting at the dining table with a friendly smile.

The meaning is self-evident: they are waiting for them to take their seats.

Those who had already found medicine to restore their strength looked at each other, unsure whether to continue pretending to be weak.

But if they don't continue pretending, how will they force Luo Luo to back down later? They've been entangled for so long, they're already getting impatient.

Unfortunately, Lolo is too soft-hearted. No matter who she chooses, she is afraid of hurting the other four people.

She couldn't bear it, but they preferred to cut their losses quickly, thinking a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one.

Seeing this, Mu Zhen could only take the initiative to step forward and pull the most talkative Huangfu Zique and the gentlest Fu Tingyu to their seats: "Alright, alright, you must be hungry after a long day."

"Come on, everyone, come and eat! I'm not kidding... but with my steak-frying skills, I'm sure I can satisfy even the most discerning palates."

Di Tianhuang and Mu Yunfei glanced at Long Yuan, whom they were supporting, and thinking of the scene they saw when they entered the house, they couldn't help but give Mu Yunya a thumbs up in their hearts.

In this world, she is definitely the first person to dare to hurt Long Yuan like this.

Not only did he have more than ten knife wounds on his body, but his face was also covered with handprints.

And she still wants to live?

It's like thinking about shit!

They couldn't let the seriously injured Long Yuan and the others stand there any longer, so they helped him to the seat closest to the door. Mu Yunfei looked at the five steaks placed at the other end of the long table and took it upon himself to bring one over.

In this way, each of the five men received a portion, which was evenly distributed, except for Mu Zhen's portion.

Mu Zhen thought that as long as the male leads were willing to accept his goodwill, that would be fine. As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful," so he would personally cook for them every meal starting today. After so many meals, wouldn't they be completely fed up with his goodness?

Ah! That's great, we're one step closer to success.

But why aren't they eating? Then it dawned on him: "You're not afraid I'll poison you, are you? That would be so unfair! I genuinely want to acknowledge you as my elder brothers."

The men remained motionless, each with a different expression.

As the crown prince of a country, Emperor Tianhuang had to be much more careful about his every move.

The casual style of the dark suit made his figure look especially tall and upright.

He had a handsome face, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge. His short, shoulder-length hair, parted in a 3/7 ratio, was neatly layered and quite attractive.

With his legs crossed and one hand resting on the backrest, his expression was unreadable.

Overall, he fits the image of a serious, domineering CEO.

Huangfu Zique wanted to appear carefree and unrestrained, doing whatever made him comfortable. His fluffy, slightly curly short hair was specially dyed wine red, and he wore a striking red diamond stud earring on his left ear.

Dressed in an exquisite maroon leather outfit, her almond-shaped eyes held a confident yet graceful smile, making her extremely alluring.

With his hands in his pockets and his right ankle resting on his left knee, he looks quite unrestrained and full of youthful vigor.

Fu Tingyu is different from everyone else. Even though he hasn't left school yet, he already has a maturity and composure beyond his years.

His phoenix eyes always held a smile, but unlike Huangfu Zique, his smile never reached his eyes, giving off a feeling of being both smiling and not smiling.

Her thin lips were sharply defined, and her brows exuded a gentle aura.

The trench coat, which extended past his hips, was very form-fitting, and his tie was tied meticulously, giving him a very formal appearance.

With her arms crossed and her body slightly leaning back, she moved with the elegance of a noble and proud Persian cat.

Long Yuan had also changed his outfit long ago. Despite being the God of War of the Eastern Kingdom, he dressed very down-to-earth. He was a very disciplined man. He wore a school uniform at school and always wore a specific set of comfortable sportswear outside.

With arms crossed and a sharp gaze, his cold, hard lips and eyebrows exuded aggression and an imposing aura. One glance was enough to tell how formidable this person was.

But in terms of looks, Mu Zhen felt that his cheap, good-looking younger brother was more pleasing to the eye.

He had striking eyebrows and bright eyes, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and long, dark hair that reached his waist.

A few strands of her hair were held back on her head by a blue carved jade hairpin, her bangs were wispy and flowing, and with a beauty mark under her left eye and a melancholy air, she was both pitiful and exceptionally charming.

A light blue haute couture shirt, a dark blue coat, and an exquisite top-of-the-line watch on the wrist—this combination perfectly blends ancient and modern beauty.

Mu Zhen knew why he liked to keep his hair long. When he was little, Mu Yunya told her mother that Mu Yunfei didn't like to cut his hair. If Mu's mother didn't care, no one would cut it for him.

Mu Yunya did this purely out of a perverse sense of humor, wanting to humiliate him as if he were a girl.

Over time, growing long hair became a habit for Mu Yunfei.

To be honest, I was often ridiculed by other classmates for this when I was a child, but as I grew up, I became very popular with girls.