201 True Origin
He Miao did not panic as much when he heard him say that with such certainty.
This man was still so observant. She should have known that she could not hide from his eyes.
“Yes, I transmigrated here. I’m no longer the He Miao I used to be.” She was slightly relieved after she admitted her origin.
It was a novel experience for her to travel to this strange world alone and have someone who knew her true origin.
She was looking forward to seeing Jing Yan’s reaction.
However, Jing Yan was neither as shocked as she had imagined, nor as fearful as ordinary people should be. Instead, he was panicking, which she could not understand.
“Then, will you suddenly disappear?” Jing Yan was most concerned about this.
He had a bizarre experience of turning into a dog, so it was easy for him to believe that He Miao had transmigrated. Now, he had found the key to returning to normal. If He Miao had been like this, Jing Yan did not dare to think about it anymore.
He Miao looked at his thoughtful expression and suddenly understood his panic. She smiled and held his face, saying word by word, “I won’t disappear. I think I’ll live on in this body in the future.”
“Miaomiao, I like the current you.” Jing Yan’s clear eyes looked back at her eyes, and only at this moment could she see joy in his eyes.
“I know.” He Miao pushed him away and sat down on the sofa. Only then did she have the time to turn her eyes to the photos. “Did He Wei give this to you?”
“I can’t find the source of the photo. If it really is He Wei, I won’t let her off,” Jing Yan said seriously.
“You don’t have to do this.” He Miao sighed. As early as when He Wei went through great trouble to bring Li Feng here, she knew that the other party would not give up so easily. She must have a backup plan.
At the end of the day, He Wei just wanted to drive a wedge between her and Jing Yan so that they could naturally become the male and female leads like in the book.
Perhaps she had subconsciously snatched the position of the female lead of the original novel, but she had always been doing her own thing and had no intention of fighting for it.
However, everything He Wei had done all this while did not seem like what the female lead in a book would do.
She had thought that the female protagonists of novels would at least be kind and not the kind of person who would actively cause trouble, but He Wei was obviously not.
“You want to forgive her?” Jing Yan frowned in disagreement, but as long as He Miao said something, he would definitely listen.
“I’ll warn her. You don’t have to interfere.” He Miao sighed in a low voice. Then, she thought of Li Feng. She suddenly turned to Jing Yan and said, “I’m thinking of starting a company in the future. Would you mind if I let Li Feng work at my company?”
Jing Yan’s tightly furrowed brows furrowed, and his tone became impatient. “No, he has an ulterior motive for you.”
Even though he knew that the current He Miao was no longer the original, the emotional debt left behind by that person in the past could not continue to taint his He Miao. Of course, he hoped that Li Feng would go as far away as he could, and it would be best if they never saw each other again in this life.
“Listen to me, Li Feng is a good person, and he knows a little about perfume making. Maybe he can help.” He Miao knew he wouldn’t agree so easily, so she patiently explained in a soft tone.
“You want help? I can find as many as you want. Hmph!” Jing Yan snorted coldly and cast a disdainful glance at the man in the photo, who was so close to the former He Miao. “What can he do? He’ll only be a burden to you.”
“Jing Yan, I’m doing this so that He Wei won’t make a fuss about this matter in the future. I’ll settle this once and for all.”
She lifted her hand and gently shook his sleeve. Seeing that he was staring at the photo on the table with a cold face, she could only sigh helplessly. She leaned over and kissed his ear, continuing to coax him, “Just agree, okay? It’s not a big deal to have one more, President Jing.”
Jing Yan suddenly pulled her into his arms and gritted his teeth, staring at her sly smile. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you? It seems that you won’t know how powerful I am if I don’t teach you a lesson.”
“What do you want to do?” He Miao raised her eyebrows provocatively to tease him.
Jing Yan immediately smiled evilly and his eyes curved up. His big hands scratched the soft flesh on her waist.
He Miao laughed so hard that tears flowed out. She could only beg in his arms, “I was wrong. Please let me go, President Jing.”
Seeing her laugh so hard that she could not breathe, Jing Yan had to stop, but his hand was still stuck to her body. Feeling the greasy touch, Jing Yan swallowed his saliva and his hand moved up uncontrollably.
It was only when He Miao called out his name in slight fear that Jing Yan snapped out of his daze. He glanced at the clothes he had pushed up to her chest, and his large hand was still on that unusually soft spot. He felt as if he had been thrown into a fire to roast.
Jing Yan hurriedly retracted his hand and turned around, panting heavily. It took him a while to calm down, and the redness on his face gradually faded.
“I’m sorry,” he said. Jing Yan turned around and touched her face apologetically. “I’ll be careful before we get married.”