Quick Transmigration Strategy: The Yandere Male God

“Since that’s the case, Mr. Qi, let’s consider this matter resolved.”

The principal was somewhat anxious. After all, no one wanted to offend such a god of wealth.

“Actually, it’s not a big deal.” Qi Yan had a slight smile on his lips that was charming yet deceptive, causing the principal to breathe a sigh of relief.

“The real victim in this matter is Ranran. As long as she forgives, that’s enough.” His tone remained gentle and noble as jade.

“Tsk.” Shi Ran’s gaze deepened.

On the surface, it seemed like he was doting on her, but in reality he was trying to throw all the blame onto her.

If she didn’t want to be the good person forgiving the villain, then she would take on that role.

A fallen angel.

“Of course, Teacher Yang must be forgiven. Otherwise, me being a disrespectful student will become a reality, don’t you think so, Principal?”

The girl asked playfully, her dimples unintentionally hinting at her good mood.

“Of course not. How could an excellent student like Shi Ran be disrespectful to her elders…” The principal could only force a smile, finding himself in a difficult position.

“I’ll take Ranran home now. Is it okay for her to come back to class tomorrow?”

Qi Yan’s tone was more of a statement than a question, and no one dared to challenge it.

“Of course, there’s no problem. Shi Ran can come to school whenever she likes.” The principal replied with a broad smile.

“Let’s go, Ranran.” The man’s eyes were filled with a long-lasting tenderness.

“Okay.”

Since they were both acting, they might as well play along.

…

The two walked out of the school gate in silence, perfectly in sync.

Shi Ran suddenly smiled brightly as if remembering something. “I left something at school, I’ll go back to get it.”

“Mm.”

Seeing the girl’s cunning expression, Qi Yan couldn’t help but inwardly smile.

At this moment, Shi Ran had quietly arrived at the door of the principal’s office.

The excuse of leaving something behind was a blatant excuse. She didn’t believe Qi Yan couldn’t see through it.

It could also be seen as an invitation for him to join her in witnessing the unfolding drama.

Inside the principal’s office, it could only be described as chaotic.

The sounds of insults kept coming from two people.

Inside were Teacher Yang and the principal.

“Crazy woman, do you not want to stay at this school anymore?”

The two were furious that they didn’t care about the not-fully-closed door, or perhaps they never imagined Shi Ran would come back.

“You old man, I’ve had enough of you! You threatened me when I first came to this school, forcing me to be with you, an old woman past her prime! I know exactly how many shady things you’ve done, so I won’t let you off easily.”

Originally proud and arrogant, Teacher Yang now sounded like a shrew cursing in the streets.

“You’re completely unreasonable.” The principal lost his earlier confidence and was taken aback.

Finally, in a fit of anger, Teacher Yang stormed toward the office door.

Having witnessed the scene with her own eyes, Shi Ran was about to leave.

After all, as a cute little eavesdropper, she had to maintain a bit of self-awareness when eavesdropping. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be cute anymore.

“How does it feel to eavesdrop?”

The man’s cold voice was mixed with a faint hint of tobacco scent, wrapped around her from behind.

His voice was a bit husky but carried an irresistible allure.

Shi Ran wasn’t surprised at all. She turned to meet the man’s eyes, which were filled with interest, and smiled.

“Not bad, how about you?” The girl’s lips moved slightly, as if inviting him to taste something.

Truly a little wolf in sheep’s clothing.

A faint sound of footsteps approached from outside the door. Shi Ran peeked around the corner to see a girl in a school uniform.

But what was she doing at the principal’s office?

“Do you want to keep watching the show?” The man asked in a hoarse voice.

“Together?”

His eyes held an unshakeable doting. “Mm.”

Of course, in this game of cat and mouse, it wouldn’t do to have one less player.