Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 250 Thorny Rose (7)

Yan Zhen looked up at her, his eyes serious: "How much?"

Jiang Xicun was taken aback.

Realizing that Lin Xun wanted money, she quickly said, "You can have as much as you want, I... I can give you anything!"

Yan Zhen, at the opportune moment, revealed a look of interest. She stood up and walked back to Jiang Xicun: "Aren't you going to call the police?"

Jiang Xicun shook his head frantically: "I absolutely will not call the police!"

"You're not going to tell anyone what happened tonight?"

"I'd rather die than tell!"

“Okay.” Yan Zhen said, and began to untie the ropes binding Jiang Xicun.

Even after being put down and sitting on the dusty ground, Jiang Xicun was still in a daze.

Just... just let her go like that?

She turned to look at Yan Zhen, who was packing tools into his bag.

Yan Zhen noticed her gaze, held up two fingers and gently waved them at her.

Jiang Xicun understood: "You want...two million?"

Yan Zhen frowned.

Jiang Xicun swallowed hard, startled: "Twenty million, right? I don't have that much on me. I need to go home and ask my dad for it..."

"Two thousand yuan."

Jiang Xicun paused in taking out his phone, thinking he had misheard: "Young Master Duo?"

"Two thousand yuan," Yan Zhen urged. "WeChat or Alipay?"

"……WeChat."

Yan Zhen received two thousand yuan after scanning the QR code to pay.

She quickly packed up her tools, zipped up her backpack, picked it up, and left without looking back.

Jiang Xicun watched her walk out of the classroom, his stiff back, which had been tense with worry that she might change her mind, suddenly collapsed.

With trembling hands, she picked up her phone, found her father's number, and prepared to call someone to come and deal with Yan Zhen.

She must make her pay the price!

But just as the finger was pointing at the number, a head suddenly peeked in from the classroom doorway: "That's right."

Jiang Xicun was already feeling guilty, and when Yan Zhen returned, he was so frightened that he screamed "Wow!" and even dropped his phone.

She looked at Yan Zhen with a terrified expression, her guilty conscience written all over her face: "Is...is there anything else?"

Yan Zhen took in her reaction and smiled sarcastically: "I advise you to keep your promise, don't call the police or tell anyone about this. I'm still a minor. If things get out of hand, I'll at most be detained for a few months and expelled from school, but you might not be so lucky—"

Meeting Jiang Xicun's increasingly fearful gaze, Yan Zhen said, word by word, "You'll always have times when you're all alone, won't you?"

Jiang Xicun: "..."

-

Jiang Xicun took a month-long leave, and dormitory 307 was unusually quiet.

Yan Zhen attended classes and left get out of class as usual, and even used the two thousand yuan he extorted from Jiang Xicun to buy a new mobile phone.

Dozens of messages flooded into my new phone as soon as I turned it on, all from Wang Jianchun.

Wang Jianchun initially told her to go home as if nothing had happened, but when he didn't get a response, he threatened to cut off her living expenses.

During this time, Wang Jianchun probably called Yan Zhen, but she didn't answer. He was furious and sent her a barrage of insults via text message.

The insulting words contrasted sharply with his honest, unassuming face.

Yan Zhen blocked his number and then started browsing part-time tutoring information.

After thinking it over, the only option she could think of was tutoring, which wasn't too strenuous and was within her physical limits.

After spending two days filtering information, Yan Zhen submitted his resume.

The original owner had good grades, and with the prestigious reputation of attending a "noble high school" in the eyes of outsiders, the resumes she sent out quickly received responses.

After interviewing two families, Yan Zhen successfully landed a tutoring job thanks to her innocent and well-behaved appearance and superb acting skills.

The hourly wage is 120 yuan, and I teach two hours of classes every day. The tutor is a girl in the first year of junior high school whose nickname is Feifei.

Feifei is a very smart girl who loves reading novels and watching comics. She is more mature than her peers and has a lot of imaginative ideas. However, because she often goes online and browses too much fragmented information, she finds it difficult to concentrate on her studies.

Dealing with this kind of kid is a piece of cake for Yan Zhen.

On the first day of class, she put some effort into playing games with Feifei and telling her stories based on the content of the book.

In just two hours, she successfully won over Fei Fei's heart.

The little girl, who had initially been indifferent and subtly hostile towards her upon entering, reluctantly saw her off at the door as she left, giving her a sweet smile: "See you tomorrow, Sister Xun."

My tutoring job went very smoothly.

After attending classes five days a week, Yan Zhen received a weekly settlement of 1400 yuan when she left her employer's house in the evening, including a 200 yuan thank-you fee.

After taking the money, Yan Zhen thanked his employer and left.

After leaving the residential area, Yan Zhen took a bus back to school.

The bus stop near the school is in a rather remote location. After getting off the bus, you need to walk two or three hundred meters to reach the main gate of the school. From the main gate, you still need to walk another kilometer to reach the dormitory.

When the bus arrived at the station, Yan Zhen got off and felt a little lazy, so she wanted to take a shortcut—behind the bus stop was a cluster of low-rise houses. Crossing the narrow alley, it would be less than 100 meters to the school's side gate, and not far from the side gate was her dormitory.

It's convenient, but according to the laws of fiction, ignoring the main road and taking the shortcut will inevitably lead to trouble.

Yan Zhen touched the stun gun in her backpack. Even if something happened, she wouldn't back down.

With this in mind, she walked into the alley.

But before they had gone halfway through the alley, which was several hundred meters long, they could faintly hear lewd laughter coming from ahead.

"Little sister, you're so pretty! Judging from your school uniform, you must be a student at this school, right? Come on, let me take you out for some fun!"

Yan Zhen: "..."

She looked up and saw, twenty meters away, under the dim streetlights, three young men with dyed yellow hair cornered a girl in a high school uniform in an alley. One of the men with yellow hair reached out and hooked the girl's chin.

The girl, whether stunned or not yet reacting, remained motionless with her back against the wall.

Yan Zhen hesitated between "pretending not to see anything and turning away" and "pretending not to see anything and walking past them".

But before she could decide, one of the blond-haired men spotted her, his eyes lit up, and he strode up to her, looking her up and down for a few moments before saying to the other two blond-haired men, "Big brother, there's another one here, she's also very pretty."

Yan Zhen: "..."

A few minutes later, the three blond-haired men were knocked to the ground by a stun gun, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

Yan Zhen calmly stuffed the stun gun into his bag and walked to the other end of the alley.

As Yan Zhen passed by the girl, he saw that she was still leaning there motionless, and he paused in his tracks.

"Still not leaving?"

The girl looked up at her.

She was a very beautiful girl, with fair skin and delicate features, no less stunning than any movie star.

But at this moment, there was no fear or panic on that beautiful face. Her beautifully shaped eyes were like a stagnant pool, as if nothing could stir up any emotion in her.

Is he an idiot?

Yan Zhen sighed, thinking it was "just a matter of convenience," grabbed the girl's wrist, and led her out of the alley.