Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Is a Sweetheart

Jiang Yan casually replied, "In a couple of days."

As she reached the door, she suddenly realized Fu Yan was gone. Turning around, she saw that Fu Yan had gone to pick up the small basket she had left behind.

He walked back in a few strides, handed the basket to Jiang Yan, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes. His deep, alluring peach blossom eyes seemed to contain subtle emotions.

Jiang Yan miraculously understood—he was looking for praise.

He seemed to have lost some of the flamboyant young master aura he had online, and Jiang Yan felt a little like laughing.

So she did laugh and said, "Thank you."

The thanks was casual, but Fu Yan didn't let any opportunity slip by. He raised an eyebrow and said, "How about we go for a meal then, beautiful? My treat."

His tone was as light as a rich playboy hitting on a beautiful woman on the street—his usual protective coloring.

But his eyes showed sincere anticipation.

Jiang Yan's feelings towards him were unclear. A mission target? Someone she had been in an online relationship with for a long time? Although she tried to control her emotions, all that time spent together and all those sweet nothings weren't for nothing.

Jiang Yan had even become somewhat accustomed to Fu Yan calling her "wife."

He had called her that plenty of times during livestreams. She had only been startled earlier because it was the first time he'd used it offline.

Silence grew between them, but it wasn't awkward at all. Jiang Yan rocked back and forth on her toes, considering whether to go or not, while Fu Yan stood beside her, watching her conflicted expression.

Then he started to coax her: "Haven't you been here for a while without having authentic Chinese food? Let me treat you, okay? What do you want to eat? Sweet and sour ribs or braised pork? I remember you ate preserved sausage rice several times during your livestreams..."

Jiang Yan swallowed involuntarily, her resolve weakening.

Seeing her tempted expression, Fu Yan felt a thrill. He lightly touched her arm and said in a drawn-out voice, "Come on, you're already this hungry."

The basket of maple leaves was ultimately given to the landlady, and Jiang Yan followed Fu Yan, all for the sake of a good meal.

However, the fact that Jiang Yan couldn't find authentic, delicious Chinese food here indirectly proved that Fu Yan couldn't find a genuine restaurant either.

Fu Yan took Jiang Yan through several streets, then turned and went to the supermarket. He looked at Jiang Yan innocently and said, "I'll cook for you."

Jiang Yan was a bit doubtful, but Fu Yan insisted he could do it. He picked out a bunch of ingredients and went back to Mrs. Lu's house to request assistance.

Jiang Yan was a bit surprised: "So Immortal is your mother. I thought she looked familiar."

Mrs. Immortal was about to greet Jiang Yan warmly when she saw her arrive, but her son dragged her into the kitchen, bombarding her with shocking information: "Your daughter-in-law has come for dinner. Quick, teach me how to cook. If the food isn't good, she'll run away."

Immortal almost doubted her understanding of Chinese. After processing it for a moment, she asked incredulously, "You, you knew Yan Yan before? You only met her yesterday..."

"I knew her, we've been in an online relationship for a long time. She's your future daughter-in-law." Fu Yan explained briefly, "I only saw her in person yesterday, and today I invited her for a meal. Mrs. Lu, do you know how to cook?"

Immortal was thrilled at the prospect of the beauty becoming her daughter-in-law. She enthusiastically directed Fu Yan to wash and chop vegetables while she took charge of frying and stewing, preparing a feast.

......

A few days later, Jiang Yan couldn't resist the wailing of her fans anymore and started a livestream.

The fans who had been waiting patiently suddenly received a notification that she was live. They hurriedly clicked in, and Jiang Yan's face appeared on the screen.

Fox-like eyes, a delicate straight nose, rosy lips, wearing a coat that showed off her elegance—she looked as beautiful as a movie star.

[Wife, how did you get even prettier? (crying)]

[I'm sorry, I'm useless. After getting married, I realized I'm becoming less and less worthy of you, but you still love me as always...]

[Not even an 18-magnitude earthquake could wake up the person above.]

[Baby, why did you only just start streaming? I've been missing you so much I can't eat or sleep, I'm heartbroken and restless, it's earth-shattering...]

[The one above should learn some Chinese from cousin Fu Qi.]

......

Jiang Yan was walking down a quiet pedestrian street with her phone, showing them the red leaves lining the street.

The moment Jiang Yan started streaming, Fu Yan received a notification. He hurriedly tidied himself up, snatched a bouquet of flowers from Immortal, and prepared to go out and "accidentally" run into Jiang Yan.

......

When someone who hadn't streamed for a while suddenly went live, it immediately attracted a crowd of fans, and the commotion even drew in many passersby.

The livestream quickly climbed the trending list.

Jiang Yan was interacting with the comments: "Why did I come here?"

"To relax, you know. I was tired, so I just picked a random place to play for a bit."

"Why isn't Fu Yan streaming anymore?"

"I don't know. You should ask him. Actually, I'm not that close with him."

The hype task was already completed, so there was no need to maintain the online relationship anymore. Jiang Yan was finally revealing some truth to them.

But how could the fans believe it?

[Here's a joke: Sister Yan and Mr. Fu aren't close.]

THIS CHAPTER UPLOAD FIRST AT NOVELBIN.COM