Quick Transmigration: Not Panicked Even When Transmigrated as a Man

She's a thousand-year-old demon, either cultivating or on the path to cultivation. Facing a bottleneck in her cultivation, she decided to go out and relax, where she coincidentally met a system...

Chapter 817 Who's really sick? (69)

At this moment, the system suddenly spoke up in a cheeky tone: "Hehe, host, as you instructed, I hacked into their internal system yesterday and found the loopholes in Li Haicheng's tax evasion over the years. I also made a trip to the Li family and found a lot of unknown information and evidence in his safe."

These pieces of evidence were anonymously submitted to the relevant authorities for reporting.

Hehe, with this punishment for multiple crimes, we can kill him with one blow.

Ning Qing nodded: Yes, well done.

The system cat proudly raised its fluffy little head.

He had that arrogant look on his face, like, "See? I'm awesome! There's nothing I can't do if I take action."

Ning Qing felt a little itchy to pluck the hair.

The kitten, belatedly sensing the danger, immediately became obedient.

Um... Host, I'm leaving now. Contact me if needed.

He then dashed into the dark room, quickly closing and locking the door.

Ningqing...

When Xiao Moyan returned in the evening, his face was no longer as cold and stern as before, but instead had a gentle warmth like a spring breeze.

Her gaze softened a bit.

Ning Qing's lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Dr. Xiao, you're back."

The entanglement and complexity in Xiao Xiyan's eyes when he looked at Ning Qing were gone.

Only a sense of relief remained, a gentle smile tinged with a hint of warm affection.

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow. Had she figured it out? Was she no longer dwelling on it?

very good!

A gentle smile appeared on Xiao Xiyan's lips.

"Yes, I want to come back and have dinner with you."

Ning Qing nodded.

"Then I'll go cook."

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and strode into the kitchen.

After taking a few steps, she turned back to look at Xiao Xiyan.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Xiao Xiyan smiled faintly, walked over to Ning Qing, pulled down the wrinkled sleeve that Ning Qing had messed up, smoothed it out, and then slowly rolled it up layer by layer.

After rolling up his sleeves, he looked up and smiled gently at Ning Qing.

"The next bowl of noodles will be ready soon."

Ning Qing nodded. Making noodles was easy, but if he really wanted to eat something, he preferred overly complicated and elaborate dishes.

I'm actually starting to feel a bit awkward.

"Okay."

"Wait a moment, it will be ready in a little while."

Xiao Xiyan stood there, watching Ning Qing's retreating figure as she walked into the kitchen with tender eyes.

My heart was enveloped in a warm feeling, a sweet sensation.

When Ning Qing came out with two bowls of noodles, she saw Xiao Xiyan sitting at the table waiting to be fed.

When he saw the steaming noodles in Ning Qing's hand, he immediately stood up, reached out and took them, his hands burning hot.

He smiled and spoke to Ning Qing.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoqing."

Ning Qing walked over with a smile in her eyes, placed her hands on the back of his chair, leaned down, and spoke in his ear.

"Are you being so polite? Hmm..."

He paused, then spoke with a hint of ambiguity.

"I would be more than happy to cook for you."

"My Dr. Xiao".

Xiao Xiyan's ears suddenly felt hot and burning, which quickly spread to his cheeks.

A barely perceptible hint of tension flickered in his eyes.

His series of reactions were clearly seen by Ning Qing.

Ning Qing was immediately tempted to tease him, and gently stroked his slightly burning ears down to his cheeks with her fingertips.

He spoke softly in his ear.

"What's wrong? Brother Xiao, why is your face so hot?"

When Xiao Xiyan looked up at Ning Qing, his eyes held an undeniable doting affection, as well as helplessness and indulgence!

"Alright, let's eat."

"If we don't eat the noodles soon, they'll get soggy and won't taste good."