After Transmigrating into the Book, I Teach the Scumbag Male Lead the Law Every Day

Ye Zhiwei transmigrated into a book. She transmigrated into a novel about a male lead with antisocial personality disorder. As the male lead's second victim to be dissected, Ye Zhiwei, other th...

Chapter 88 Ye Zhiwei, she's more beautiful when she cries than when she laughs.

Jiang Jianian gripped the lighter tightly in his hand. After Ye Zhiwei left, he stood there for a long time before finally returning to his room.

Boys of this age are often influenced by hormones and driven by impulses, leading them to have secrets that girls don't know. Jiang Jianian's coldness comes from the outside in; he doesn't have this kind of impulse or curiosity, and he seems to have no interest in the girls around him.

Until recently, some emotions were driven by instinct, beyond any control or reason, and that trying to restrain and suppress them only led to an outburst.

Jiang Jianian lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.

He simply lay on the bed, eyes closed, motionless.

It went on until three or four in the morning.

I vaguely drifted into a dream.

In the dream, the person was shackled and locked in an empty villa. She was wearing a red dress with thin straps that revealed a large expanse of skin, as white as snow, with faintly visible bluish veins.

Her waist was so slender that it could be completely encircled with a gentle embrace. Everything in the dream was beyond his control; he was just standing there, but she had already wrapped herself around him like a cat.

Her arms were very thin and white; they would turn red if you pinched them, but that only fueled her violent urges.

He began kissing her, biting her lip until it bled, and then licked the blood clean.

She was crying.

At first, she only dared to sob softly, but in the end, she buried her face in his neck and cried continuously.

He knew perfectly well that this was a dream, and she would never be as obedient as in the dream.

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Ye Zhiwei had a very pleasant evening.

Ye Yingying, the little angel, has such a sweet tongue. Since last night, Ye Zhiwei has experienced what it means to be praised to the point of blushing.

When Ye Zhiwei handed her milk, she would ask Ye Zhiwei very seriously, "Sister Zhiwei, if I drink milk every night, will I be as fair-skinned as you?"

While looking for the remote control, she saw a note written by Ye Zhiwei and exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, Sister Zhiwei, did you practice this handwriting? What kind of calligraphy book is it? I want to buy it to practice. I also want to write such beautiful characters like you."

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Her little mouth was coated with honey.

Ye Zhiwei felt comfortable and wanted to hug the little cutie Ye Yingying when she was scared while watching horror movies.

The green tea girl is so cute, why didn't she notice before!

It was quite late when the two finished watching the horror movie. After waking up, Ye Yingying was full of energy, while Ye Zhiwei looked exhausted. She was the type who could never get enough sleep and kept yawning while sitting at the dining table.

Ji Shuli noticed the dark circles under Ye Zhiwei's eyes and that Jiang Jianian didn't look well either. "Ye Zhiwei watched horror movies all night and kept yawning, but you don't look too good either."

Jiang Jianian's answer was also concise: "Insomnia."

Ye Zhiwei glanced over and saw that Jiang Jianian's expression was indeed not good.

Tsk tsk tsk, she was starting to wonder if it was because she had monopolized the green tea girl for a night that this happened.

However, occasional insomnia is normal, so Ye Zhiwei didn't think much of it. She stuffed a few bites of bread into her mouth, and because she hadn't slept enough, she ate much less than before.

I have to go to school today. It's not the weekend yet, but for the first and second year high school students, there's already a holiday atmosphere because the school is holding its sports meet during this period.

The first and second-year high school students were all discussing the school sports meet, while the third-year students were filled with lamentations. Ye Zhiwei rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

The weather feels cooler today.

The air conditioning was on last night, but this morning I was told to wear a jacket to school because it was a bit chilly in the classroom, even though the air conditioning wasn't on.

During the morning self-study session, the students in the class were all somewhat listless, but the homeroom teacher walked in more cheerfully than usual.

"Alright, alright, it's just a school sports meet! The first semester of senior year is almost over, we can do whatever we want after the college entrance exam!"

"And I have some good news to share. Jiang Jianian from our class won first place in the national biology competition this time. Several universities that offer guaranteed admission have already called to inquire about him. Jiang Jianian, please come to the biology teacher's office after class."

Although the atmosphere in the class was tense, everyone who heard about this couldn't help but feel envious when they looked at Jiang Jianian, and applause broke out, especially from the girls.

Ye Zhiwei wasn't surprised; it was just a matter of time before the male lead won an award!

But she still clapped along with everyone, and when she turned to look at Jiang Jianian, her eyes met his.

Ye Zhiwei's heart tightened; she felt somewhat uncomfortable under Jiang Jianian's gaze.

She could only force a smile and say to him, "Jiang Jianian, congratulations."

"Um."

Jiang Jianian responded, but seemed a little absent-minded.

Ye Zhiwei is more beautiful when she cries than when she laughs.