Quick Transmigration: The Boss’ White Moonlight is Resurrected

Wan Tong and Yu Cheng went to meet the so-called Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Jiang is quite handsome and speaks in a way that makes people feel comfortable and close to him.

However, such a refined person surprisingly lacks professional ethics and easily reveals the patient’s information.

Wan Tong’s gaze has been inadvertently sweeping over Zhou Jiang. Yu Cheng may have noticed and his expression turned cold, so they didn’t stay in the clinic for long and left.

After the two left, Bai Wanxin came out from another room.

Zhou Jiang sat expressionless on the sofa, and Bai Wanxin hurriedly asked, “Why did they leave so soon? What did you talk about?”

“Nothing. He doesn’t trust me, and even if there really is a problem, he won’t tell me.”

Noticing his displeasure in his tone, Bai Wanxin leaned against him and asked, “Are you jealous?”

Zhou Jiang did not answer, his face clearly showing a hint of dissatisfaction.

“Zhou Jiang, you know, now the Bai family has been relying on Yu Cheng all along, and I also want to get to know him a little better, so as not to step on his toes.”

Bai Wanxin pacified Zhou Jiang and left. As she was leaving, her phone rang.

She put the phone to her ear and heard Bai Ziyan’s voice on the other end. “It’s not good, Xinxin. Mom just found out that Dad met with a lawyer to talk about his will.”

“Do you know what’s in it?” Bai Wanxin was surprisingly calm.

Father Bai had really loved Bai Wantong, even though she had been dead for ten years, he had never changed his will. Until last month, when Chen Yun heard him mention changing his will, but he never called for a lawyer.

Unexpectedly, after he met the woman claiming to be Bai Wantong, he became anxious to change his will.

“I don’t know yet, but I think most of it will be given to Bai Wantong, right? The old man has been acting strange towards her lately, and changing his will at this time doesn’t seem like a good thing,” Bai Ziyan said.

“Brother, don’t worry, find out the details first, and tell Mom not to act impulsively and argue with Dad.”

Bai Wanxin said calmly.

She intended for Bai Ziyan to inherit the Bai family because he was easier to control, but if Father Bai really left his inheritance to the woman who suddenly appeared or to Yu Cheng, her plans would be foiled.

For now, what she had to do was to first find out the identity of that woman.

Wan Tong didn’t go to the company with Yu Cheng, but went straight back to the villa.

After going upstairs, Wan Tong heard some movement coming from her bedroom, so she approached the door quietly.

The door was not closed, and a woman named Kong Jing was kneeling on her bed, rummaging through her pillow and looking for something.

After a while, she picked up something and put it in a sealed bag.

Wan Tong narrowed her eyes and walked in, “What are you doing?”

Kong Jing was startled and quickly jumped up from the bed, “I-I’m cleaning!”

“If I remember correctly, you have already been fired, right?”

“Miss, I know I did something wrong before, and I came to apologize to you today. I happened to see some mess and cleaned it up. I hope you can forgive me.”

Kong Jing sounded sincere.

If Wan Tong hadn’t just seen her stealing her hair, she would have almost believed her.

“Apologies are not necessary,” Wǎn Tóng waved her hand.

Seeing that she was the granddaughter of Grandpa Kong, Wan Tong couldn’t be bothered to argue with her.

Kong Jing didn’t insist and quickly walked towards the door, but Wan Tong stopped her with a voice, “Take out the thing.”

“What thing?” Kong Jing pretended to be confused.

Wan Tong stared at her quietly. Although Kong Jing felt pressured, she still denied it, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about!”

After speaking, she quickly turned around and ran away.

Wan Tong didn’t chase after her, but turned back to look at her own bed, feeling uncomfortable all over, so she went out again.

It seemed like Kong Jing had taken her hair.

Yu Cheng didn’t stay in the office for long before leaving.

Qian Le noticed that he was absent-minded and didn’t ask much.

After returning home, Butler Kong said that Wan Tong was resting upstairs, so Yu Cheng went straight to her room.

However, he didn’t see anyone in the bedroom. Looking at the empty room, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He opened the bathroom and the cloakroom, but didn’t see anyone.

At that moment, he became even more anxious, and a sense of panic engulfed him, making him feel anxious and uneasy.

“Old Kong!”

He shouted.

Butler Kong quickly walked up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Tongtong is not in the room.” Yu Cheng walked out of the study and his voice became hoarse.

Kong looked at the quiet corridor and suddenly pointed in the direction of the master bedroom. “Could she be in your room?”

Yu Cheng shook his head, still looking tense. “Impossible.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone opened the door of the master bedroom from the inside.

Wan Tong stuck her head out, rubbing her sleepy eyes and looking at the two of them. “Grandpa Kong, Chengcheng, why are you making so much noise? What happened?”

Butler Kong smiled at Yu Cheng, shook his head, and walked downstairs. “It’s nothing, continue resting, Grandpa Kong will have dinner prepared for you.”

“Okay, I want to eat tender steamed eggs sprinkled with green onions,” Wan Tong said sweetly with a smile.

After watching Butler Kong leave, her gaze turned to Yu Cheng, “Chengcheng, why did you leave work again?”

Yu Cheng walked a few steps to her, his tone noticeably relaxed, “There wasn’t much going on this afternoon, so I came back early.”

He reached out to push the door open, but Wan Tong blocked it firmly, even shrinking her head back with a smile, “Chengcheng, just wait a moment, let me tidy up for you first…”

However, her effort was completely futile in front of him.

After pushing the door open, Yu Cheng saw that his bed was in a mess, with even a pillow thrown onto the carpet.

Wan Tong rubbed her nose and spoke with some guilt, “Chengcheng, it wasn’t intentional, I just had a nightmare and got too excited, I’ll have someone replace and disinfect it for you later…”

Yu Cheng’s gaze swept over, a warm color appearing in the depths of his eyes, and he covered her head with his palm, saying softly, “It’s okay, it’s my room, you can do whatever you want.”

Wan Tong blushed a little, feeling like his tone was ambiguous, as if he wasn’t talking about his room, but about himself.

It was as if he was giving her a suggestive signal, that she could do whatever she wanted with him, as long as she was willing.

For all women, this is a great temptation, isn’t it?

Yu Cheng saw that she had no intention of resisting, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Why aren’t you wearing shoes?”

“It’s okay. Your room is super clean,” Wan Tong looked at the floor, which was cleaned and disinfected every day and could be used as a plate.

Even if she had a germaphobic instinct, she could accept walking barefoot on it.

But when she thought of Yu Cheng’s illness being several degrees more severe than hers, she felt a little embarrassed and ran back to the bed to put on her shoes before running out.

After returning to her room, she washed up and changed into a new set of clothes, and then went back to Yu Cheng’s room, preparing to call someone to change his sheets and clean up.

Unexpectedly, Yu Cheng had already taken a shower and lay on the bed.

He was probably very tired, with his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.

He lay on his side, his tall body slightly curled up, and the pillow that had fallen to the ground earlier was held in his arms.

The quilt that she messed up was also pressed under him.

Wan Tong stood by the bed and didn’t to make a sound. She reached out and pulled the quilt that he was pressing down on to cover him up, then went to the window and pulled the curtains to block out the sunlight coming in from outside.

For a moment, the entire bedroom was plunged into darkness.

Wan Tong didn’t stay long and walked out.

As soon as the door closed, Yu Cheng slowly opened his eyes. His black pupils merged with the darkness, only a hint of dim light visible.

Every day, the joy of regaining what he had lost enveloped him, but with that joy came immense panic, almost drowning him.

Only her breath could give him a moment of peace.

During dinner, Wan Tong mentioned the matter about Kong Jing to Yu Cheng.

At the time, Yu Cheng didn’t show any signs of surprise, just told her not to worry.

In fact, Wan Tong guessed that Bai Wanxin might have bribed Kong Jing to investigate her, so she wasn’t in a hurry. Anyway, this body really belonged to Bai Wantong.

At eleven o’clock at night, Wan Tong resisted her body’s biological clock and stubbornly continued to scroll through her phone.

She searched for “Bai Wantong” on the internet, hoping to find some information online, but unfortunately, the internet wasn’t advanced enough ten years ago, so she didn’t find anything.

After another half an hour, Wan Tong finally succumbed to the faint fragrance and heavy drowsiness in her nose, put her phone aside, and closed her eyes.

But just as her consciousness was still hazy, she felt like someone had entered the room.

She was startled, and the sleepiness was immediately dispelled. She struggled to open her eyes and saw the figure of Yu Cheng in the dim light.

He was wearing a pure white pajama, and the hazy moonlight shone through the glass window onto him, as if enveloping him in a layer of lustrous white halo.

In that moment, her rising guard all over her body subsided again, and she even felt her eyelids getting heavier.

Because she trusted Yu Cheng, knowing that she had an irreplaceable position in his heart, he would not harm her.

She closed her eyes again, her consciousness drifting in and out, and she felt as if she was floating.

Yu Cheng’s movements were very light. After getting on the bed, he held her in his arms without exerting much force, but just enough to embed her body firmly and warmly in his embrace.

In her drowsy state, Wan Tong suddenly felt that something was off. Why did his movements feel so skillful?

Her neck was so itchy and hot. What was he doing?

Wan Tong wanted to open her eyes and speak, but she felt too tired to do so, unable to open her eyelids or mouth.

This feeling made her feel panicked and extremely strange.

She felt that her body was a bit hot.

“Chengcheng…” A murmuring call like a whisper came from Wan Tong’s lips in the dim light.

Yu Cheng’s half-closed eyes suddenly widened, almost stopping his breath.

His arms were still wrapped around the girl’s body, but he dared not move, stiff as a statue.