Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty

Yue Ran was currently looking at Cheng Ying from her position, and her eyes that were staring at the young man were filled with approval.

The male protagonist had, without a doubt, made a lot of progress and has lived up to her investment so far. It was best if he could carry on in this manner in order to make her feel even more happy.

Soon, Cheng Ying will be her very own perfect toy (or a perfectly obedient and dutiful guard dog who solely listens to her).

"Do not look at others when you are having a date with me," Lu Yuan said, pulling Yue Ran out of her very good thoughts.

The young man cut off a piece of rib-eye steak with a knife, dipped it into the sour and creamy sauce, and placed it in his mouth to eat it. When Yue Ran turned her gaze to him, the tip of Lu Yuan's tongue slowly ran over the tip of the table knife. His eyes came across as wild and untamed, looking to be very dangerous and cannibalistic. The eyes of the young man, without a doubt, held danger and threat in them.

"The Cheng family has been doing well in the past two years, and one would still have to think twice about moving them," Lu Yuan suddenly said after chewing and swallowing his food. He was wearing a gentle smile on his face. "But the one over there is only a wandering, castaway bastard that was not favored nor liked by anyone in the family, so..."

"So what?" Yue Ran arched a brow with a little smile on her lips. "Do you plan to touch him?"

"What? Can I not do it?" Lu Yuan asked back. "Or rather, do you not allow me to do it?" He leaned back on his chair and gave Yue Ran a shrug of his shoulders. "I never thought that one day you could actually treat someone like this. Let me ask you frankly, why not me?"

Lu Yuan: Why not treat me in this manner? Why do you not pick me instead?

Lu Yuan uncrossed his crossed legs, rested his hands on his knees, and looked at Yue Ran with a deep look in his eyes. It was rare to see such a serious expression on Lu Yuan's face.

It was then that Yue Ran remembered that Lu Yuan was only two years older than Cheng Ying this year. With that said, in terms of the two men's present achievements, Lu Yuan was, in point of fact, more outstanding than the male protagonist himself.

However, Yue Ran... does not care about this either.

"What is wrong with you all of a sudden?" Yue Ran smiled in amusement. "Have you fallen in love with me now?"

Yue Ran teased the young man with a hand holding onto the wine glass, then she proceeded to lean back on the chair she was sitting on.

Even though Lu Yuan was aware that the words Yue Ran uttered were mostly sarcastic and satirical, he nevertheless nodded and appeared a little bit more solemn.

"Yes," Lu Yuan answered simply. "But my love might not be the same as what you can normally understand."

Lu Yuan: My love is unique. My love is the only one in the world.

"However, I have to admit that I have grown more and more interested in you," Lu Yuan concluded his words.

"Then why not try to make me more interested in you as well?" Yue Ran tilted her head smilingly.

The young woman then proceeded to dab her lips with a tissue, reapply a small amount of lipstick on her lips, and press both of her lips lightly together to even the smear.

It was also then that Yue Ran noticed that Lu Yuan was only silently looking at her movements all this time.

Ignoring the trained gaze of the young man on her, Yue Ran got up from her seat and turned to walk away with her bag in hand.

However, before Yue Ran could walk any farther, the voice of Lu Yuan suddenly sounded behind her: "Are you really not afraid that I will do something to him?"

The eyes of Lu Yuan were obscure.

Right now, from the two people's current positions, the back of Lu Yuan was turned to Yue Ran, and he was looking at the table knife in his hand with a pair of eyes covered in the shadows of his long eyelashes. The thin and long surface of the knife shone with a cold, silver glint.

"Heh, it is up to you," Yue Ran said with a little chuckle. "You can do whatever you want."

Yue Ran: The male protagonist is not called the male protagonist for nothing. The fighting power and luck of a male protagonist are not just there as decorations.

...

On the second floor of the French restaurant.

Cheng Ying always seemed to be a bit absent-minded and distracted throughout the meal, but everyone else only assumed that he was suffering from low blood sugar and thus did not pay much attention to that strangeness. They merely asked the young man to eat more and to rest well later on.

All of a sudden, while everyone was chatting around, the lines of sight of several of them were locked directly behind Cheng Ying. The eyes aimed behind him were filled with uncertainty.

Cheng Ying, who felt strange about their abrupt shift of reactions, also turned his upper body and spun his head back with a question to look at whatever may have just occurred behind him.

Yet what met his eyes was a very familiar woman standing right behind him—the one woman that he would never be able to forget in his life.

Yue Ran… It was Yue Ran!

The young woman had a soft and gentle smile on her face as she stood behind him. One of her hands was raised to rest on the back of his chair.