Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 203 Killing the Cuckoo (18)

"Okay." Yan Zhen agreed without hesitation. "How much money are you planning to invest?"

Mr. Gao was taken aback: "Invest money? Invest what kind of money?"

Yan Zhen was even more surprised than him: "Didn't you say you wanted to invest? What kind of investment is it if you don't put in any money?"

Mr. Gao's face darkened: "I asked your brother to help you so that you wouldn't be taken advantage of by outsiders during your pregnancy. Instead of being grateful, you're asking us for money?"

Yan Zhen sneered: "Come on, you talk a good game but you just want to get something for nothing. You want Aheng to join the studio under the guise of helping out, and then take over my position when I get pregnant, thus naturally squeezing me out."

"You want to take over the studio I built up with my money and effort, working day and night, without spending a single penny? You're really scheming. It's a shame you're not an accountant."

When her intentions were so bluntly exposed, Gao's father suddenly felt a little guilty.

He also realized that his daughter was completely out of his control. The anger he had been holding back all night finally exploded. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily: "Who the hell do you think you are! You think I'm giving you face? How dare you talk to me like that!"

Yan Zhen stood up and met his gaze without fear: "If you're asking for a favor, you should act like one. You can't expect to take things from me while acting all high and mighty like a father. Do you think I'm still the kid who would tremble at your yelling? I'm telling you right now, don't even think about getting involved in the studio. I worked so hard to build it up, and I'd rather close it down than give it to you for nothing if I'm not happy!"

This trip back to the Gao family ended with Gao's father so angry that his blood pressure spiked, he became dizzy and disoriented, and he still couldn't help but point at Yan Zhen and curse at him. Yan Zhen then picked up his bag, took Fang Yi, and left without looking back.

On the way home, Fang Yi, who was driving, would occasionally glance at Yan Zhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Yan Zhen knew that her performance tonight had overturned Fang Yi's perception of her, so she asked knowingly, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No," Fang Yi said thoughtfully. "Weren't you very afraid of your father-in-law before? How come you dare to speak to him like that today?"

"Maybe I realized he was just a paper tiger, all talk and no action, but he couldn't actually do any real harm to me," Yan Zhen said, adding a compliment to Fang Yihe, "Speaking of which, you gave me the courage to stand up to him."

"Oh?"

"Because you are by my side, even if I make him very angry, he won't dare to hit me like before. Because if I marry you, even if I fall out with him, I won't be homeless."

Yan Zhen looked at Fang Yihe, her eyes filled with gratitude and dependence, "Husband, thank you. Marrying you is the greatest luck of my life."

Fang Yi was taken aback by her sudden confession, and at the same time felt a little embarrassed.

He wasn't good at dealing with advances from women, so he could only smile and say, "Marrying you was the best decision I ever made—you didn't eat much at your father's house, were you still hungry? How about we go to the supermarket to buy some groceries and have hot pot at home?"

He deliberately changed the subject, and Yan Zhen readily agreed, "Okay."

The two went to a nearby supermarket. With the Lunar New Year approaching, the supermarket was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and festive New Year songs were playing on the loudspeaker.

Fang Yihe purchased a lot of ingredients. When the two of them were pushing their shopping carts and queuing to pay, Yan Zhen took a box of condoms from the cashier shelf and threw it into the shopping cart in front of Fang Yihe.

Fang Yihe saw it and paused slightly.

After buying groceries and returning home, Fang Yihe parked his car in the community parking space. Just as he was about to get out of the car, Yan Zhen unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over the center console armrest, and made a move to kiss him.

Her action came so suddenly that Fang Yi instinctively turned her head to avoid it.

Yan Zhen paused.

His dodge made the atmosphere between the two somewhat awkward.

To ease the awkwardness and guilt, Fang Yi whispered, "Not here... it wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

Yan Zhen lowered his head and smiled, hiding his disappointment: "Okay."

Fang Yihe immediately opened the car door and hurried to the trunk to retrieve the shopping bags as if fleeing.

Yan Zhen watched his actions, a slight smile playing on his lips. He took out the box of condoms from his bag, tore it open, took out two condoms, and stuffed the rest into the gap in the passenger seat.

After doing all that, she got off the bus and went home.

*

A few days later, the Spring Festival arrived.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Zhen and Fang Yi went back to the Fang family home for a reunion dinner.

The Fang family's house is a two-story villa with a yard. It's not very big, but it's decorated in a warm and retro style.

Dad Fang cooked, Mom Fang assisted, Fang Yi rolled out the dough, and Yan Zhen made the dumplings. The family happily prepared dinner together.

After dinner, snowflakes began to fall, and Fang's mother invited the two of them to stay at her home for the night.

Yan Zhen was in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala with Fang's parents, while Fang Yihe sat on a single sofa, occasionally taking out his phone to reply to messages.

Yan Zhen could guess who Li Tingyi was contacting with even a hair's breadth of thought—Li Tingyi wasn't a local; his family lived in a small town in a neighboring city. Before the Lunar New Year, his company was on holiday, and he had gone back to his hometown.

Before going home, he met Fang Yihe once. Through the bug installed in Fang Yihe's car, Yan Zhen learned that Li Tingyi might get engaged to the person his parents had arranged for him when he returned home.

Because of this matter, Fang Yi has been somewhat absent-minded these past few days.

No one knows what Li Tingyi talked about with Fang Yihe on WeChat. Fang Yihe, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala with her parents, suddenly became restless. Her brows furrowed unconsciously as she pondered something and glanced at Yan Zhen and her parents from time to time.

Yan Zhen pretended not to notice his abnormality. She had a premonition that Fang Yi might make some moves next.

She wasn't wrong—Fang Yi got up and went to the kitchen, and soon brought out a cup of hot milk and handed it to Yan Zhen.

"Xiao Li, have a glass of hot milk."

Yan Zhen took it and quietly activated the long-dormant system: "Seven, get up and get to work."

The system service light came on, and Xiaoqi understood immediately. She quickly checked the hot milk: "There are sleeping pills in it."

Yan Zhen understood that Fang Yihe planned to knock her down and then go find Li Tingyi.

Her gaze swept over Mr. and Mrs. Fang, and an idea came to her mind.

In front of Fang Yihe, Yan Zhen finished the cup of hot milk. More than ten minutes later, he went to the bathroom, quietly vomited up the milk, and then returned to the living room as if nothing had happened to continue watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Half an hour later, Yan Zhen cooperated by showing a tired expression: "Dad, Mom, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to sleep now."

Fang's parents didn't suspect anything and urged Fang Yihe to go upstairs with her.

Yan Zhen went into the room and fell asleep immediately, soon emitting even breathing sounds.

Fang Yi, who was sitting on the side of the bed reading, listened to her movements and cautiously called her name a few times. After confirming that Yan Zhen was "sound asleep," she tiptoed downstairs and left through the back door.

No sooner had he left than Yan Zhen opened his eyes, checked his phone's location app, and saw that Fang Yihe's car was indeed heading straight for the neighboring city.