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

Chapter 398 The Bride of the Sea God (65)

In the morning, Nolan woke up in the fish tank, feeling dizzy and in pain all over his body, especially his cheeks.

He covered his face, trying hard to recall what had happened yesterday.

The last thing I remember is two empty wine jars that clattered to the ground.

He touched his face, wondering if he had fallen face-first last night because he had drunk too much.

Looks like I can't drink alcohol anymore.

Nolan struggled to climb out of the fish tank, sprouted legs, and landed, only to find that Yan Zhen was not sleeping in the bedroom, but on the sofa in the living room, intently looking at the screen of his phone.

Hearing him emerge from the water, she didn't even turn her head.

"Xiaxia, you're up so early today?" Nolan put on his clothes, walked over slowly, and hugged her from behind as usual, nuzzling his chin against her shoulder. "What do you want for breakfast? A sandwich or noodles? Or should I make you a bowl of seaweed and shrimp wontons?"

Yan Zhen ignored him and focused on scrolling through her phone.

Nolan was somewhat displeased with her reaction. He glanced at her phone screen and saw that she was searching for a question on Baidu—how to castrate a fish?

“You mistyped it,” Nolan, who has recently been learning Chinese characters, said. “The character for pickled fish is ‘腌’ (yān), which has the moon radical, not ‘阉’ (yān).

“It’s castration.” Yan Zhen finally decided to talk to him, her voice sinister.

Nolan then realized something was wrong with her. He turned his head and met her gloomy gaze, seeing her look move down from his face to his crotch.

Nolan felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively squeezed his legs together: "...Xiaxia, what are you doing?"

Yan Zhen didn't waste words with him. He opened the monitoring app on his phone and showed him the mess Yan Zhen had made last night—Yan Zhen had been drunk and causing a ruckus all night, and Yan Zhen had spent the whole night cleaning up the mess.

Nolan: "..."

He quietly loosened his grip on Yan Zhen.

“I hate fish that get drunk and act crazy, and I have no particular interest in having sex with mermaids. I don’t want what happened last night to happen again, or I’ll castrate you, understand?”

Nolan swallowed hard. "...Understood."

Yan Zhen then put down her phone, prepared to go back to her room to change her clothes, and went out to class.

Seeing this, Nolan quickly stood up and whispered, "Then, what if I go into heat in the future? I can't control these things."

Yan Zhen turned around, thought seriously for a while, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Since we can't control it, then I think we should stop 'otherwise' and take you to get sterilized right now."

Nolan: "..."

He dashed into the kitchen: "Shrimp wontons for breakfast today!!!"

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The following year, Yan Zhen graduated from Shengjing Marine Biology Research University.

After graduation, she took Nolan to Yamato and collaborated with Wei Shucheng to advocate for legislation to protect mermaids. At the same time, she began researching a drug that would allow mermaids to live on land for a long time without shortening their lifespan.

The original owner, Si Xia, had researched this potion in her previous life, but she ran into trouble just as it was showing promise.

Yan Zhen took over the medicine formula from her memory and successfully developed it without much effort.

The two men and the fish spent three years traveling around in Japan, using both threats and inducements, and finally "persuaded" them to stop hunting the killer fish.

Yan Zhen and Wei Shucheng rushed to the next country without stopping.

For the next forty years, Yan Zhen and Wei Shucheng devoted themselves to the cause of marine life conservation.

For the first twenty years, they "persuaded" various countries to legislate against the poaching of killer fish; for the next twenty years, they formed a protection team to stop criminals from poaching fish.

Under their protection, the mermaid population gradually multiplied and grew, increasing fivefold in forty years.

At the age of sixty, Yan Zhen passed away, leaving this world.

Back at the Quick Transmigration Division, Yan Zhen materialized his body and appeared outside the division's gate.

She walked towards the entrance of the fast-moving palace, not turning around even when she heard footsteps following closely behind.

Upon entering the Quick Transmigration Division, Yan Zhen greeted his colleagues who were walking towards him.

The two passed each other, and the colleague immediately greeted the person following behind her, saying, "Greetings, Lord God."

The man responded casually, "Mm."

Yan Zhen still didn't turn around.

As she passed the document storage room, the footsteps that had been following her at a distance suddenly quickened and approached. A hand encircled her from behind, pulled her around the waist, and dragged her into the storage room.

The door opened and closed, the storage room was dimly lit, and Yan Zhen was pinned against the filing cabinet behind him.

Jing Chen was right next to her, nearly 20 centimeters taller than her, and his gaze as he looked down at her was full of pressure.

"Do you think I'm invisible?" Jing Chen gritted his teeth. "They treated me so well outside, giving me whatever I wanted, but they turn their backs on me as soon as we get back to the Quick Transmigration Division. What's wrong with them?"

Yan Zhen looked up at him without flinching and said, "Maintaining distance from your superiors outside of work hours is a workplace rule."

Jing Chen pursed his lips: "Since this is outside of work hours, I am not your boss right now."

Yan Zhen frowned: "If you're not my boss, then who are you?"

"I'll be whoever you want me to be." Jing Chen's hands around her waist slowly tightened. Seeing that she didn't resist, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You like someone like Nolan? Someone who's completely obedient to you, never fights back or talks back, absolutely loyal and submissive... right?"

Yan Zhen didn't speak, nor did she push him away.

Jing Chen noticed her subtle indulgence and took advantage of the situation, pulling her into his arms: "During the mission, you disliked me for being a fish, even though you liked my body, you wouldn't let me get close. But now? Now I'm just like you, there's no special preference between us..."

He grabbed Yan Zhen's hand and placed it on his abs, intending to use his body, which he believed could attract her, to seduce her.

But when her fingertips touched his body, Jingchen's breath hitched, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "Give me a chance...please."

Yan Zhen's heart stirred.

After scrutinizing Jing Chen's face, which was exactly her type, for a while, she suddenly hooked her arm around his neck and pulled him down, kissing his lips.

Jing Chen's pupils contracted slightly.

After a brief moment of awkwardness, he tried to take the initiative and deepen the kiss.

But before he could launch an attack, Yan Zhen spun around, and the two switched positions instantly, with Yan Zhen pinning him against the filing cabinet.

Jing Chen: "..."

Before things completely spiraled out of control, Yan Zhen pushed Jing Chen away, ending the kiss, and both of them were breathless.

Jing Chen's chest heaved, his gaze fixed on Yan Zhen with lustful intent, as if he wanted to lower his head and bite her.

He actually did it—but just as he bent down, Yan Zhen reached out and grabbed his neck first.

Jing Chen: "..."

Yan Zhen moved the hand that was gripping his neck upwards, lifted his chin, and finally gently caressed his full, beautiful lips with his fingertips: "I can give you a chance, but there's a condition."

Jing Chen's eyes lit up: "Go ahead!"

"A secret relationship, no public announcement. If you get tired of each other one day, break up cleanly, no clinging on," Yan Zhen said. "Can you do that?"

Jing Chen was stunned, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and the temperature in his eyes dropped rapidly.

He remained silent for a long time before pushing Yan Zhen away.

Yan Zhen was pushed back a step by him and was slightly taken aback.

"I can't." Jing Chen's tone was stiff. "What do you take me for? A mistress you can't keep in the light of day? Or a lover who only wants to sleep with you and doesn't want to take responsibility?"