Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

We are currently unaware of the progress of the program by Jingli and 6058.

After Jingli shared her "secret" with Jiang Zichu, Jiang Zichu seemed to have turned on a switch, becoming a human accessory, following Jingli wherever she went.

The arrogance of their first meeting was gone, replaced by caution and a pitiful expression.

Jingli had no idea what he was feeling wronged about.

[6058: Before, you were all in a cage. He saw himself as a wolf and you as his food reserves.]

[6058: Now that the cage is open, he finally realizes he's just a big dog with its claws and teeth pulled. If he doesn't stick close to you, he can't even get out of the cage.]

[6058: I have to make sure you're well taken care of.]

After 6058 finished speaking, Jiang Zichu pressed his back against Jingli's back again.

"Dad, are you going to go find the old man after you leave?"

The old man was talking about Jiang Yuanqi.

Jingli shook her head like a rattle-drum: "If I go to find him, will I get caught again?"

Jiang Zichu was in an even better mood, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

He hugged Jingli from behind and nuzzled her neck affectionately.

Skin-to-skin contact made him feel safe.

"But aren't you married?"

"No."

Jingli prepared the last portion of meat, plated it, and brought it to the table.

"If I had married him, I wouldn't have been kidnapped and imprisoned here."

Jingli had her back to Jiang Zichu and didn't see his barely suppressed smile.

Jiang Zichu hugged Jingli even tighter.

"I don't want to go to him either. Can I stay with you indefinitely?"

"Of course."

As a good father, of course I can't abandon my child, otherwise how would I be any different from Jiang Yuanqi!

Jingli had already made up his mind: as long as he left the island, he would work hard, earn lots and lots of money, and take good care of Jiang Zichu.

6058 sighed.

My own idiot is still a bit too naive.

You're not raising a son, you're raising a dog, a young puppy.

They had hot pot for lunch.

The hot pot broth is readily available, and the meat and vegetables are stored in the system space, remaining fresh even after several days.

Jiang Zichu lacked common sense in this area, so he didn't notice anything wrong.

The dining table wasn't as quiet as it used to be today.

Jiang Zichu took the initiative to start the conversation: "What did the dirty thing you saw look like?"

Jingli swallowed the meat in her mouth, her expression one of disgust:

"It's ugly."

He put the vegetables into the pot.

"One looks like a big worm, and the other looks like a mutated bat."

Jiang Zichu was secretly alarmed.

When he was little, the dirty things he saw didn't have any shape; they were just clumps stuck to his body.

These things don't provide noticeable physical sensations.

But Jiang Zichu still felt that they were eating him.

The pain was from the inside out, as if a thin thread was running through his body, pulling back and forth.

The pain of being slowly sliced ​​to death is nothing more than this.

Jiang Zichu later started taking medication.

He comforted himself with Jiang Yuanqi's words: "If I fall asleep, I won't be able to see those things."

In fact, he can still "see".

It's just that it went from reality to a dream.

Every night, he was trapped in the same place.

Insect eggs were everywhere there, and Jiang Zichu could even hear their "heartbeats".

This heartbeat doesn't have a rhythm like a human's. If you listen carefully, you can tell that it's a series of heart-wrenching cries of pain that come together to form a "heartbeat".

Just recalling it gave Jiang Zichu goosebumps.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Jingli quickly put two large pieces of beef on his plate.

Is it the same as what you saw?

Jiang Zichu then told Jingli about the scene in his dream.

He lowered his head slightly, looking extremely pitiful.

Sure enough, Jingli's heart clenched.

"It's okay! I'll beat them up for you today!"

Jiang Zichu raised his face, still looking terrified.

"Dad, can you always be this good to me?"

"Sure!"

Jingli's immediate response made Jiang Zichu raise his eyebrows, but after hearing the next sentence, Jiang Zichu's eyebrows furrowed again.

"I will definitely be a good father."

Is it?

Jiang Zichu's face still showed a wronged and weak expression.

Having always played the innocent role in front of Jiang Yuanqi, he knew very well what kind of appearance would evoke pity.

Deep down, he didn't want to acknowledge Jingli's identity as "father".

Although he always called Jingli "Little Dad", it also carried his hidden purpose in his heart.

From the moment Jingli stepped into the villa, he had already included Jingli within his territory.

It's ok.

he thinks.

He will make his naive stepfather understand that "stepfather" is just a title.

A unique name that belongs only to them.

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After lunch, Jingli took a shower, changed into smellless clothes, and then soaked her dirty clothes.

He originally intended to wash Jiang Zichu's dirty clothes along with the clothes, but Jiang Zichu snatched them away.

"You teach me, I can't always let you take care of me."

"But isn't it my duty to take care of you?"

Jiang Zichu didn't give him a chance to refute, and followed Jingli's example by soaking the dirty clothes.

“You and the old man aren’t really married, so you have no obligation to take care of me.”

"Is that right?"

Jingli seemed to understand but not quite, but she was happy to have some free time and began to teach Jiang Zichu how to wash clothes.

Previously, these tasks were done by the housekeeper who came every week, but now that the washing machine can't be used, Jiang Zichu has to wash them by hand.

"Dad, how much laundry detergent should I add?"

"Hey, why can't I get this clean?"

"Dad, how can I twist it without straining?"

Jiang Zichu discovered that Jing Li and Jiang Yuanqi were really different.

No matter how stupid he acted in front of her, Jingli never disliked him; instead, she taught him step by step.

Every time she teaches, Jingli would show a proud little expression—

"See how amazing I am?"

Jiang Zichu understood this implication.

Too much laundry detergent was added. Under the sun, tiny bubbles flew out and fell as the laundry was being rubbed, refracting colorful light.

The laundry room was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Jiang Zichu felt that he, like the clothes, had been washed again, clean and fragrant.

The two of them spent almost an hour washing just a few pieces of clothing.

Jingli picked up the clothes that Jiang Zichu had washed and shook them.

"You wrung it out so well! You're amazing!"

He's not very strong; even after wringing a piece of clothing two or three times, it will still drip water.

"What's so great about that?"

For such trivial matters, Jiang Yuanqi would only say, "Just leave it to the servants. No matter how well you do this, you'll only have the life of a beast of burden. All you need to do is enjoy yourself."

For this reason, Jiang Zichu pays great attention to the boundaries between himself and his "servants".

Although he didn't feel like he was "enjoying it properly".

On the contrary, he felt genuinely happy today.

Perhaps he was destined to be a beast of burden, but Jiang Yuanqi insisted on making him a prince.

Even if you make a cow or a horse into a prince, it will only look awkward and out of place.

And perhaps his beast of burden will truly have to leave this castle that does not belong to him, and head towards the grassland that does belong to him.

Thinking this, Jiang Zichu smiled.

"Teach me how to cook tonight too."

Jingli is accepting the fact that she is not Jiang Zichu's father, and as friends, it is only right that they take care of each other.

He nodded: "Okay."

Then she said frankly, "That pot outside is quite heavy, and I can never quite flip it properly."

He looked at Jiang Zichu expectantly, and Jiang Zichu naturally agreed: "Then I'll give it a try."

If 6058 could see this interaction between the two, he would definitely make sarcastic remarks: "That's a real master; he switched the roles of caregiver and being cared for in no time. Once his little idiot gets used to this relationship, he won't even think about leaving Jiang Zichu."

Jiang Zichu himself didn't realize that he had already begun to slowly boil his stepfather in water—just like the way his stepfather seduced him in his fantasy.