Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

After Jiang Mi finished the meal with Jiang Han, he was dragged and questioned for a long time. Jiang Han didn't care much about whether Jiang Mi had any private life outside.

My son can play however he wants, and Jiang Han won't restrain him, he just wishes that Jiang Mi would have more fun playing.

It was really late, and Jiang Han was afraid of delaying Jiang Mi's rest, so he let him go, and Jiang Mi was able to wash and rest.

Jiang Mi's head was covered with a white towel, and he was wearing a dark blue pajamas. Water dripped from his forehead and hair, and the hazy moisture made his eyes darker.

He stood still in the bathroom, in front of him was a smooth and foggy mirror, reflecting this young face.

Jiang Mi rubbed his head, recalling the plot of the original book in this world over and over again.

This book "Splendid Fate in Troubled Times" tells the inspirational love story of Xue Meng, a male protagonist with clay legs, and Zhou Chuyi, a gentle and kind heroine, who overcome many difficulties along the way and become another powerful figure in Winter City.

And the one who needs to be rescued in this mission is the original book's female partner with the same name and surname as his sister, Jiang Man, who is also the original body's cousin, an arrogant and hot-tempered young lady.It is said that she is a female supporting role, but it is because she has a lot of roles in the early stage.

But she is just a stepping stone for the hero to climb up.

In the early stage of this book, Jiang Man fell in love with Xue Meng because of a series of things, and wanted to let Xue Meng marry him, but Xue Meng was unwilling to be just an insignificant low-level person. The unbearable memories of his childhood told him to firmly seize all opportunities to go. climb up.

So Xue Meng had a purpose and married a woman he didn't love at all.

Moreover, Xue Meng felt that Jiang Man forced him into marriage, made him humiliated, and separated him from his lover.

In fact, being a bitch has to set up a chastity memorial archway, and finally pushed all the faults on Jiang Man. Later, she directly replaced the sick father-in-law and took over the Jiang family's property.

It was too late when Jiang Man found out, and desperately wanted to take revenge on Xue Meng, but was kicked away by Xue Meng, put under house arrest in the basement, and turned into a real lunatic.

The name Jiang Man was never mentioned in the later book.

I only learned from the servants of the Jiang family that a female corpse was lifted out of the dirty basement, and there was nothing else to say.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mi frowned. These are some kind of bullshit plots.

Any rotten person can be the protagonist, right?

He casually put the half-wet towel on the sink, and picked up the hair dryer beside him to dry his hair.

Then he pulled on the slippers and turned back to the room. At this point, Jiang Mi was not sleepy. He had just returned from abroad, and the jet lag did not mean that it would be fine.

He took out a book from the bedside to pass the time. In this era of scarce entertainment, it seems that there is nothing else to do now.

This turned over to the time when the dawn gradually rises.

Until the next day when Jiang Zhai had lunch, Jiang Mi was still in the room and did not get up.

It will be like this for the next few days, Jiang Mi really can't imagine that it will be so troublesome to be jet-lagged in this mission world.

The problem of sleeping at night and going out at night has not been relieved for several days, until today.

As usual, Jiang Mi slept until after eleven o'clock in the morning. The windows were covered by heavy curtains, and no sunlight could penetrate. The whole room was as dark as night, even though the sun was already shining brightly outside.

But suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door outside the quiet room.

No matter what time Jiang Mi woke up these days, no one knocked on the door, and Jiang Han didn't care about it.

The attitude has always been that my son can sleep as long as he wants when he is tired.

Jiang Mi couldn't imagine who would knock on the door at this point.

He yawned sleepily, lifted the thin blanket, and unconsciously scratched his lower abdomen lightly. The pajamas were rolled up a little, the pants were half baggy, and one corner of his hair was raised.

Jiang Mi walked to the door and opened the door.

He was tall, and his figure immediately enveloped the people who came, and he didn't see clearly who was standing in front of him.

Cheng Zhan stood in front of Jiang Mi with a gentle face, ready to speak.

But with a glance, I saw the rolled up part of Jiang Mi's pajamas, revealing a lean and firm belly. The lines are obvious, the pants may be a little loose, and the depth of it can be faintly glimpsed from the hollow.

The two got a little closer, and their breaths were slightly intertwined.

Cheng Zhan's eyes drooped, he stood up invisibly, stepped back, and straightened the frame with his fingertips.

When he looked up again, there was a calm and calm smile on his face, "Master Jiang, Mr. Jiang asked me to go upstairs and call you."

Jiang Mi also came to his senses, raised his eyelids, corrected his attitude, and called out: "Brother Cheng."

Perhaps because he just woke up, Jiang Mi's voice was a little hoarse and weak, very misty.

Cheng Zhan originally wanted to say something, but found that now seemed not the right time to talk, he nodded slightly, turned around and walked away again, leaving only a thin and slender back.

Jiang Mi glanced at it, then looked away, and rubbed his sleepy hair.

Thinking to himself, Jiang Han must have something to do, so he specially called him downstairs, and called Cheng Zhan over.

Jiang Mi took ten minutes to wash up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs.

Jiang Han was talking with Cheng Zhan, and saw his son coming down the stairs in a light brown windbreaker with a straight figure, he waved to his son, "Xiao Cheng is free today, let him take you out for a walk, so that you People from Winterfell come to recognize their faces."

Jiang Mi didn't care about this kind of thing, just nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Han's face was flushed, and the old-fashioned radio was placed by the table in the distance, playing old dramas babbling.

Jiang Han combed his hair more and more shiny, and said with a smile: "Then go out now, let Xiao Cheng take you out for lunch, and you will get tired of eating at home every day."

Jiang Mi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, so he turned around and went out with Cheng Zhan.

Jiang Mi thought that Cheng Chan would sit in the back seat with him like last time. With long legs and big strides, he came to the side of the car first, opened the door, and naturally signaled Cheng Chan to sit in.

Cheng Zhan only glanced at the passenger seat, without any excuses, took advantage of the opportunity and sat on it.

Jiang Mi went around to the other side and got into the car.

The driver in front is Cheng Zhan's exclusive driver, who has been driving very steadily without any bumps on the way.

Jiang Mi didn't know where the car was going, and didn't care about the destination.

But after driving for ten minutes, the car slowed down on a street.

There was a stream of people outside, there were graceful women in cheongsams, most of their hair was permed in fashionable curls, their eyebrows were drawn thinly, and their faces were covered with powder.There are also men in short jackets pulling rickshaws, who have no time to wipe off their sweat, so they are urged by the guests to move faster.

A young man in a long gown walked hurriedly with a cloth bag in his pocket, and the shouting of the newsboy who sold newspapers seemed to be in his ears.

Jiang Mi watched the car stop. The driver who was driving in front got out of the car, trotted straight to the restaurant opposite, and came back after a while with a drawer.

The driver respectfully handed the drawer to Jiang Mi, "Master Jiang, here you are."

Jiang Mi was a little confused, so he took it, looked at Cheng Chan who was sitting beside him, "This is..."

Cheng Zhan still smiled slightly, "Master Jiang, you haven't eaten in the morning, so eat this first to fill your stomach. It's not good for your stomach if you don't eat in the morning."

Jiang Mi opened the drawer, and a fresh and sweet smell wafted out. This is a drawer of steamed buns. Looking at it makes one's index finger move, but Jiang Mi is not in the habit of eating in the car.

He put the lid back on and looked at Cheng Zhan, "Brother Cheng, if you have enough time, then go directly to his store to eat."

Cheng Chan paused for a moment, the mirror reflected the light, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly, so he just nodded, "Of course it's possible, but the restaurant is too small."

Jiang Mi didn't care about it, "Brother Cheng, it's okay."

The driver on the side looked at Cheng Zhan, and wanted to say something, but stopped his voice immediately when Cheng Zhan raised his hand slightly.

Jiang Mi is very eye-catching, with a high nose bridge and deep eyebrows, but he is holding a drawer in his hand. It looks a bit strange, and people can't help but cast their eyes on him.

Jiang Mi led the way to the restaurant opposite, as Cheng Zhan said, the place is really not big, it can only accommodate two or three square tables at most.

The shop owner is a woman in her 40s and [-]s, with a shiny apron around her thick waist and a limp on her right leg.

Seeing Jiang Mi and Cheng Zhan walking over, he was a little embarrassed, "You two go to the restaurant to eat."

Cheng Zhan nodded, "Yes."

When the woman heard this, she hurried to the cleanest table in the shop, wiped it again vigorously with a rag, and then stopped until the table became shiny, kicking the crooked corner of the table.

"Come on, both of you, hurry up and sit down."

Jiang Mi didn't show any disgusted expression, and sat down on the greasy table.

Put the drawer in his hand on the table and set it up, took out a pair of chopsticks from the side, and asked the woman for a small dish of vinegar.

Jiang Mi didn't ask Cheng Zhan whether to eat or not. Cheng Zhan must have eaten this point a long time ago, so it was useless to ask.

Cheng Zhan sat quietly opposite him, still sitting upright, as if this was not a cramped restaurant, but a private school for teaching.

Jiang Mi was eating, when his left leg was hit by something suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

A small steamed bun was just about to be dipped in vinegar with the chopsticks in his hand, but when he tilted it like this, the vinegar splashed a little and stained the collar of Cheng Zhanyue's white gown, which was very conspicuous.

Jiang Mi lowered his head, and saw a sandbag the size of a fist parked at his feet.

There was a dumb little boy standing at the door of the shop, the woman was also stunned in place, after realizing it, she limped forward and slapped the little boy, her tone hurried, "How many times do you say that! Who let you play in the store, what are you doing, you! Hurry up and apologize to others!"

The little boy reluctantly touched his back, and stood where he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

The woman approached Jiang Mi and the two, and the one who nodded and bowed was about to apologize. Jiang Mi smiled and waved, "You don't need to apologize, kid, come here." She said, looking at the little boy.

The little boy walked over slowly as if grinding the soles of his shoes, and stood still in front of Jiang Mi under the anxious eyes of the woman, with his two dirty little hands together, he was speechless for a while.

Jiang Mi tapped his fingertips on the table and tilted his head to signal, "Say sorry to this uncle."

The little boy's eyes were filled with tears, and he stammered at Cheng Chan, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Cheng Chan said gently, "It's okay, you can go and play."

Jiang Mi didn't let the child play directly, he reached out and grabbed the child to the edge of the seat, and then took out a piece of toffee wrapped in bright plastic paper from his pocket.

Remove the candy wrapper and pass the toffee to the little boy.

The little boy took it carefully, sniffed it tentatively, licked it again, and finally put the toffee in his mouth quietly.

Jiang Mi finished feeding the candy to the child, only to realize that Cheng Zhan was looking at the candy wrapper in his hand indifferently.

Jiang Mi paused, and took out a piece of toffee from his pocket again. This toffee was brought back from abroad before, and it had a strong milk flavor. Jiang Mi liked it quite a bit, so he took a few with him.

He stretched out his hand to Cheng Chan, "Do you want to eat?"

Cheng Zhan looked at a piece of toffee that suddenly appeared under his eyelids, lowered his eyes, suppressed the obscurity in it, and reached out to pick up the piece of toffee.

The movement was very light, and it didn't even touch Jiang Mi's palm.

"Thank you, Young Master Jiang, but I won't eat it for now." As he said, he just put the toffee in front of him.

The woman on the side looked at all this, although she didn't understand what was going on, but seeing that Jiang Mi and the others didn't seem to care about it, she relaxed and went to work on her own.

Jiang Mi finished eating the steamed buns, and left another piece of toffee for the child before leaving.

Turn around and Cheng Zhanfu got in the car and set off again.

The driver who drove in front waited in the car the whole time, he was really surprised, he had never seen his husband lead people to stay in that restaurant, it seemed like it was the first time.