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

Chapter 207 Killing the Cuckoo (22)

Yan Zhen and Fang Yi stayed at the Fang family home until the third day of the Lunar New Year before returning to their own homes.

Perhaps because he had been rebuffed by Li Tingyi, Fang Yihe behaved himself well from the first to the third year of junior high school. He neither secretly contacted Li Tingyi nor made excuses to run away.

In the third year of junior high school, various work-related social events and visits to relatives and friends became more frequent. Yan Zhen accompanied Fang Yihe to several of these events. Each time, she dressed appropriately and behaved with grace and poise, giving Fang Yihe ample face.

That evening, after a cocktail party, the two returned home.

Yan Zhen had been wearing high heels for a long time, and her arches were sore and painful, so Fang Yihe prepared hot water for her to soak her feet.

While Yan Zhen was soaking her feet, Fang Yi went to take a shower.

Watching him enter the bathroom, Yan Zhen took out his phone and opened the email hidden in the background. Inside was an email from a private investigator that required a password to unlock.

She entered the password and began to carefully peruse the documents.

The email contained Qi Zhaoyi's personal information, including her age, height, weight, place of residence, and even the elementary and middle schools she attended.

The email ended with a high-resolution, front-facing ID photo of Qi Zhaoyi, likely taken within the last two years.

He's quite handsome, the kind of handsome that's memorable, the kind you can remember after just one meeting.

Yan Zhen felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

After staring at him for more than ten seconds, Yan Zhen belatedly realized that this face was four or five points similar to Fang Yihe's, especially his long and narrow eyes with smooth, slightly upturned phoenix eyes at the corners.

Qi Zhaoyi, Fang Yihe.

They all have the character "Yi" in their names, are all over 185cm tall, are all top students at Ningda University, and have similar faces. In addition, there's the subtle atmosphere between Fang Yi and Li Tingyi when Qi Zhaoyi is mentioned...

It's starting to have that "stand-in literature" vibe.

Yan Zhen rested her chin on her hand and thought with great interest, "If Qi Zhaoyi really is Li Tingyi's ex-boyfriend or white moonlight, things will get interesting."

She only needs to stir it slightly to make the water even muddier.

Yan Zhen slid her finger down to the address of Qi Zhaoyi's current residence provided by the private investigator. It was a high-end villa community, only seven kilometers away from her studio.

She had an idea.

Before stirring up trouble, she needed to find a way to see Qi Zhaoyi.

*

The studio reopened for business on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Yan Zhen asked Wang Jinqiu to make a small cake. She changed into the studio's staff uniform, borrowed Wang Jinqiu's electric scooter used to take her daughter to and from school, and personally delivered the cake.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the residential area, Yan Zhen used a clever trick to deceive the security guard and successfully slipped into the community. Before long, he found the three-story detached villa where Qi Zhaoyi lived.

The villa's exterior is decorated in the French Rococo style, and through the black, ornate wrought iron gate, one can see a large number of plants growing in the garden.

However, having just experienced a harsh winter, most plants are in a dormant state, and withered leaves have fallen all over the ground.

Withered climbing roses peeked out from the wall, their branches and leaves entwined around the iron gate. At first glance, the garden gave off a messy feeling of neglect.

Yan Zhen stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

After pressing the doorbell seven or eight times, a man's nasal voice finally came from the other end: "Who is it?"

"A food delivery person."

"I went to the wrong place. I didn't order takeout."

After the other party finished speaking, they abruptly ended the call.

Yan Zhen: "..."

She rang the doorbell again, but this time the other person hung up immediately.

Yan Zhen: "..."

She didn't give up and rang the doorbell a third time.

After her persistent efforts, the doorbell rang again after two minutes. This time, before the other person could speak, Yan Zhen asked first, "Are you Qi Zhaoyi?"

"Correct."

"You're the recipient," Yan Zhen said. "Did your friend order it for you?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the doorbell, then the person on the other end said "Just a moment" and hung up.

Yan Zhen waited outside the door for a minute. The villa door opened, and a man wearing green pajama bottoms, a loose black V-neck sweater, two mismatched slippers, and with messy hair and a stubble beard walked out.

The man seemed to have just woken up; his eyes were squinted as if he couldn't stand the light, and he was extremely thin. His collarbone was deeply sunken through the neckline of his V-neck sweater, and his shoulders slumped listlessly. He exuded a strong sense of decadence.

Yan Zhen's gaze swept over Qi Zhaoyi, and after a few short moments of scrutiny, he had to admit that he felt a significant sense of disappointment.

Having seen his impressive resume and his handsome ID photo, Yan Zhen couldn't help but curse him inwardly as "photo fraud" when he saw him in person looking like this.

With his opium-addicted, slovenly appearance and disheveled demeanor, it's hard to say whether Li Tingyi would even acknowledge him as her "ex-boyfriend."

Moreover, with his grotesque appearance, he was no match for Fang Yihe at all.

Yan Zhen was internally ranting and raving. Qi Zhaoyi reached out and took the cake, glanced at the receipt, and saw that the recipient and number on it were indeed his. He frowned and said, "I didn't order a cake."

Yan Zhen had already decided to give up on Qi Zhaoyi as a pawn. Hearing him say that, she lost the will to continue to negotiate: "I have already delivered the goods. Please cooperate and sign for them. Just sign your name on the delivery slip."

Qi Zhaoyi hesitated for a moment, then signed her name on the delivery slip as instructed.

Yan Zhen glanced at the delivery slip as he put it away; the handwriting was quite beautiful.

After delivering the cake, Yan Zhen rode his electric scooter back to the studio.

She originally thought this was just a minor incident that would be over soon.

However, four days later, the studio received an order for a high-priced cake, with the delivery address being a hospital.

Wang Jinqiu usually handles the orders, but Yan Zhen noticed this one because it had a long list of allergens listed at the end.

Eggs, milk, grains, dried fruit, and more than twenty kinds of fruit, including mangoes, strawberries, grapes, and kiwis...

These notes stretched the order slip to over 20 centimeters in length.

The recipient of the cake is Qi Zhaoyi.

Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment.

Wang Jinqiu frowned as she looked at the cake's notes and said, "Is this note for real? Allergic to so many things, what did this person eat to grow up? And the things he listed cover 70% of the cake's ingredients. If he can't eat this or that, why did he even order a cake?"

Yan Zhen pondered for a while, then asked Wang Jinqiu, "Can we replace all these allergens?"

Wang Jinqiu nodded: "It can be done, it's just a bit troublesome."

Yan Zhen pointed to the payment amount, which was twenty times that of a regular cake: "The one who pays is Dad. You make this cake yourself and try your best to ensure the taste and texture. I'll deliver it."

She had a suspicion in her mind and wanted to verify it herself.

Wang Jinqiu worked quickly, and in less than two hours, the cake, which avoided allergens, was ready.

Yan Zhen carried the packaged cake and headed to the hospital according to the delivery address.