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

Chapter 291 Thorny Rose (48)

In the evening, after school, Yan Zhen skipped evening self-study and went back to the Song family home with Song Yi.

Wang Jianchun is still locked in the basement; today is the fifth day.

For the past five days, the bodyguards have only given him a little water at regular intervals, and have ignored him no matter how much Wang Jianchun complained of being hungry.

Yan Zhen and Song Yi went into the basement. Wang Jianchun, who was lying on the ground, starving and with cracked lips, heard the noise and looked up at them.

He quickly looked away, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

Yan Zhen walked up to him and squatted down: "Still not planning to tell me?"

Wang Jianchun's voice was hoarse: "How many times do I have to say it? I really didn't kill your mother..."

"It seems you can only die here." Yan Zhen said regretfully, "Although it's a pity that my mother's body couldn't be found, killing you is a way of avenging her."

Wang Jianchun's eyes twitched beneath his eyelids, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

But he said nothing.

Yan Zhen stayed in the basement for a while before coming out. After having dinner at the Song family's house, the housekeeper drove the two of them back to school.

Back at school, Yan Zhen went back to the girls' dormitory, and Song Yi went back to Dexian Building.

When Yan Zhen arrived at the girls' dormitory, she remembered that she had run out of ballpoint pens, so she changed her plans and went to a bookstore outside the school to buy some.

At this time, there were many students from Bihai High School buying things at the bookstore outside the school. As soon as Yan Zhen entered the bookstore, she immediately felt several gazes on her.

She calmly took out her headphones, put them on, and began picking out what she wanted to buy from the shelves.

After picking and choosing for more than ten minutes, Yan Zhen took the selected stationery to the cashier and lined up to pay.

When it was Yan Zhen's turn to pay, a boy wearing the uniform of Bihai High School was standing behind the cashier. He scanned the QR code on the product while looking Yan Zhen up and down.

"78 yuan."

Yan Zhen took out his phone to pay and noticed several missed calls from Song Yi on his phone, as well as a few messages from him on WeChat.

She didn't open it immediately, but instead scanned the payment code on the cashier's counter. As she entered the amount, the boy behind the cashier suddenly leaned in front of her and said, "Hey."

Yan Zhen looked up at him.

The boy's gaze lingered on her with a hint of malice. He raised his voice slightly: "You're Lin Xun?"

As soon as the boy said that, everyone in the bookstore who had been secretly observing Yan Zhen turned to look.

Yan Zhen didn't reply. After entering the amount and paying, he tapped his finger on the cashier's counter: "Shopping bag."

The boy tore off a shopping bag and deliberately slowed down his movements as he filled it: "Are you really dating Song Yi?"

"Is Song Yi male or female?"

"I heard he underwent gender reassignment surgery for you. Are you two considered lesbians or heterosexuals?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted in the bookstore.

Yan Zhen saw through the boy's attempt to attract attention and picked up her phone: "Do you want me to call Song Yi for you?"

The boy paused.

He couldn't afford to offend the people at Dexianlou.

He quickly packed his things and pushed the shopping bag towards Yan Zhen: "Take care, and welcome back next time."

Yan Zhen picked up the merchandise, lifted the air conditioning curtain of the bookstore and walked out, where he immediately saw Song Yi standing outside.

She was slightly startled.

Song Yi was followed by two bodyguards. He reached out and pulled Yan Zhen away.

The moment he turned around, two bodyguards walked past him and entered the bookstore. Soon after, sounds of smashing and screaming came from inside. A girl tried to rush out by lifting the air conditioner curtain, but was pulled back by the bodyguards and roughly dragged back into the store.

Yan Zhen paused in his steps.

Song Yi noticed this, and instead of pulling her hand, he put his arm around her waist, half-hugging and half-embracing her, his actions forceful: "Don't pity them, being foul-mouthed will have consequences."

The two walked quite a distance until they could no longer hear the noise from the bookstore, then stopped at an intersection. Song Yi asked, "Why didn't you answer my calls?"

Yan Zhen wanted to say that her phone was on silent and she hadn't heard it, but then she remembered that she had used that excuse to appease Song Yi the day she went to arrest Wang Jianchun.

He probably won't believe me if I say it again now.

She gave up on explaining and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, I just noticed you hadn't gone back to your dorm..."

“Song Yi!” Yan Zhen interrupted him. “I didn’t ask you to remove the location tracking from your phone because I knew I couldn’t stop you. But that doesn’t mean I’m allowing you to monitor me at any time.”

Song Yi: "...I was just worried about you."

"Don't make excuses. You know very well that I can handle most dangers on my own. You just want to spy on me."

Song Yi: "..."

At the intersection, cars were coming and going, the green light on the zebra crossing turned on, and pedestrians on both sides of the road began to cross quickly.

When the twenty-second green light ended, Song Yi lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yan Zhen looked directly at him, her expression not softening at all because of his apology: "Why are you spying on me like this?"

Song Yi pursed her lips: "Because I don't feel safe."

"what?"

“You don’t like me, you clearly don’t like me, you can’t even pretend to like me,” Song Yi said. “It’s said in novels that uncertainty and unattainability are what make people anxious and insecure.”

"So do you think your close surveillance will make me fall in love with you, or will it alleviate your anxiety and insecurity?"

Song Yi: "..."

"The discussions about you and me on the forum are incredibly heated; you're the one behind it, aren't you?" Yan Zhen said. "Are you trying to assert your ownership this way, or do you want to isolate me from everyone?"

Song Yi: "..."

"What do you take me for? Your pet?" Yan Zhen's voice was filled with barely concealed anger. "Because you like me, I can't have normal social interactions, and everyone who gets close to me has to be punished?"

Song Yi turned pale at her questioning. He held back for a while before finally retorting, "What's the point of associating with those people? They all have ill intentions towards you."

"Only you would think that way."

"Haven't you suffered enough malice before? Jiang Xicun, Xu Zhiyun, Qin Huai, which one of them is a good person?" Song Yi said indignantly. "Socializing is about making friends, and making friends is about expanding your network. But there's no need to maintain those low-quality connections. Lin Xun, you have me, that's enough. I can give you anything. Why should you compromise yourself and make friends with those unpleasant people?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

“I know you don’t like this, but I still insist on my idea.” Song Yi said stubbornly, “With me, you won’t have to compromise yourself by associating with those people, and you won’t even have to go to school. I can give you everything that education can give you.”

Yan Zhen remained silent.

Looking at Song Yi, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

After stopping the medication, Song Yi's changes were obvious. He grew taller, his bone structure increased, his voice became deeper, and his once delicate and beautiful face gradually developed a more masculine profile.

However, he also gradually revealed a side that was both oppressive and aggressive.

He eventually grew into the terrifying appearance he had foreseen.