Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Is a Sweetheart

Chapter 46

Jiang Yan couldn't help but instinctively want to appear more intimate, choking out, "Honey, take me out of here... Woo woo..."

Shang Lu's heart skipped a beat, unable to resist the lewd thought as he gently spoke, "Honey, I came to talk about breaking up with you."

In the distance, it seemed like the sound of a dragging iron chain could be heard again. Jiang Yan was about to shed tears as she grabbed his sleeve, "Quick, take me out of here... Woo woo..."

Shang Lu was quite opportunistic. He grabbed his ex-girlfriend's hand instead, like a cunning old fox holding down a little rabbit's lifeline. He spoke unhurriedly, "One last question, if you get back together with me, I'll take you out of here immediately. Do you agree or not?"

It was taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, but even as the words left his mouth, his heart was suppressing itself, not daring to beat.

"I agree." The girl looked at him with teary eyes, appearing like a little rabbit lured away with a carrot, small and obedient.

The barren desert welcomed a stolen light rain, blossoming with dense little flowers, as if swept by spring once more.

Shang Lu carried her horizontally, picking up her phone along the way, and unashamedly found the exit to leave.

The livestream room where voices could be heard but no one seen had already gone numb. The fans had severely scolded Shang Lu, but received no response, and now they had fallen into regret mode.

[They say watching a haunted house is actually about wanting to see your wife cry, and now we've finally seen our wife cry and get snatched away by some random guy... I'm crying too.]

[I have to say, our wife is really too beautiful.]

[I have to say, is our wife still there?]

...

The monitoring room in the haunted house was stuffed full of dog food due to curiosity.

After leaving the haunted house, it was already past mid-morning. The bright sunshine poured down, and Shang Lu shaded Jiang Yan's eyes with his hand. She blinked, as if returning to the human world.

Outside was a normal, orderly life—there were chatting girlfriends holding hands to buy tickets, customers gathered around the ice cream cooler. A warm, gentle breeze blew through the dense tree leaves, rippling a wave of green.

Jiang Yan regained her senses, leaning motionlessly against Shang Lu's chest.

"Feeling better?" Shang Lu asked with a smile.

"I'm dead, bury me," she said.

"Now, how could I do that? Wouldn't that make me a widower?" Shang Lu reasoned. "Honey, the livestream room just witnessed it all."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan panicked, "My phone... The livestream room still hasn't ended!"

But the fans in the livestream room were extremely uncooperative, pretending to be deaf:

[What what? My wife broke up, is that it?]

[I was captivated by my wife's beauty, I don't know anything.]

[Right, our wife would never fall for some random guy.]

[Sorry, I got too scared earlier and left, I didn't hear anything.]

[Add me to the list.]

[Add one two three four five.]

...

However, their wife was only embarrassed and ashamed by her earlier wailing, unaware that the fans were acting for her sake. She had closed her eyes and exited the livestream.

The fans in the livestream room: ...Very speechless.

Shang Lu looked at her little actions with tolerance, yet he was still bound by the illusory feeling, unable to bear this torture. He hesitantly spoke, "You agreed to me, does that count?"

He knew he was a liar, an opportunistic thief. At the moment he asked, he tightly wrapped his heart in an invisible cloth, yet he was still afraid of the pain of being stabbed.

Jiang Yan was quiet for a few seconds. For a moment, Shang Lu actually hoped those few seconds could become eternity, so he would never get an answer, and never lose anything.

But eventually, the beautiful girl with lively features said, "Go buy me an ice cream, and when you come back, I'll tell you the answer."

The man kept turning back every few steps, his frequent glances seeming to anticipate the answer with a sadness and anguish akin to life or death separation.

Before entering the haunted house, Jiang Yan had already transferred all her money to Shang Lu's account.

Jiang Yan asked the System that had suddenly notified her of completing the task, "How does this task end?"

"Stop operation," the System replied.

Jiang Yan didn't specify what kind of ice cream she wanted, so Shang Lu bought all kinds.

Vanilla chocolate, velvet cocoa, cheese red tea, coconut milk, rose lychee, coffee strawberry... A huge bag full, hoping the sweetness would make the little girl sweeten up and give him a sweet deal too.

Jiang Yan took a coconut milk one, but Shang Lu only fixated on her every move.

"Hey, why are you so afraid!" The girl with a feisty temper couldn't stand to see him like this, reaching out to pat him as she spoke words as sweet as the most delicious summer ice cream, melting into one's heart, "I agreed, didn't I?"

And so, the flowers in the desert grew rampantly, welcoming a true spring.

Shang Lu tightly held his girlfriend's hand, explaining seriously and earnestly, "Meng Yuqing and I were both fake. She did approach me but I never agreed, but you kept ignoring me, so I thought I'd have her act with me. Everything you heard about was just my plan for them to spread rumors on purpose. Believe me..."

The warm breeze was dissolved by the icy coolness of the ice cream, and Shang Lu's girlfriend created a sweet ending for him.

I agreed to you, remember that.

If the world were to continue operating, Shang Lu would later reveal one flaw. He liked giving red envelopes and transferring money, but disliked receiving money. He would be called a wasteful CEO.

Thankfully, thankfully. There was no future.