Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 104

In the middle of the night, Xiang Zhi’ang was wide awake, sprawled beside the bed. Sometimes he propped his chin up, smiling foolishly to himself, and sometimes he leaned down to kiss the girl’s smooth, flat stomach.

With every kiss, a faint succubus totem appeared on her pale, porcelain-like skin.

They were marks he’d secretly placed on her when she wasn’t paying attention.

From now on, he would belong only to his master.

That realization excited Xiang Zhi’ang so much that he couldn’t sleep. He’d eaten too much as well, so he stayed up watching her quietly for a while before tiptoeing out of the room.

First, he cleaned up the mess in the dining area, then personally washed the bed linens and the dirty clothes Su Ci had changed out of… Wait—why were her clothes damaged?

Did I accidentally ruin them just now?

After thinking it over, Xiang Zhi’ang decided to wash and dry the damaged clothes anyway. Then he secretly stashed them at the bottom of a menswear shopping bag. After all that, he took out the trash.

That way, if Master asked about them tomorrow, he could just say the clothes were torn and he’d already thrown them away.

Afraid the glow from his phone might disturb his master, he curled up on the living room sofa with his long limbs tucked in and opened a familiar website to browse the latest listings.

Premium incubus blood—beautifying, energizing, anti-aging: Ten million yuan per milliliter.
Incubus hair-woven fabrics—rich in fragrance, calming and sleep-enhancing, infused with special scents: Ten million yuan per piece.
Incubus horns—tonify kidneys, enhance virility, improve circulation: perfect for soup. “Good for you, good for your partner.”

For the first time, Xiang Zhi’ang scrolled through these listings with a sense of relief.

Good thing I’m worth something. Otherwise, I’d really be nothing more than a freeloader living off my master.

He had thick blood reserves anyway—secretly selling a few hundred milliliters wouldn’t hurt. He’d just treat it like a compensated blood donation.

Once he finalized the transaction with a buyer using a virtual identity, Xiang Zhi’ang started researching guides on renting apartments. He planned to move out with his master in a few days.

It wasn’t that he had anything against their current landlord…

But the place really was tiny and rundown. The bathroom didn’t even have a tub, the bedroom closet was cramped, and there was no dining room or study. The building’s security was awful too.

Xiang Zhi’ang began picturing it: once he had the money, he’d just buy a standalone villa outright—to keep out nosy neighbors and any random strangers from bothering his master.

But he’d have to do it behind her back. Then he could pretend he really liked the house and beg her to “rent” it. Otherwise, Master might get suspicious.

If she found out he was secretly selling parts of himself to make money, she might get upset.

Sigh… But what else could he do? He was just a pretty incubus. Besides being passed around and sold, what use did he have? Rather than let someone else sell him, he might as well do it himself.

In the future, while Master was at work, he’d stay home cooking, cleaning, and making tonic soups. On his free days, he’d go out and buy groceries, clothes, handbags, and shoes—fill up her entire walk-in closet.

He’d even set an alarm so he could pick her up after work, then feed her dinner while massaging her shoulders and back… and then ask for kisses as a reward.

If Master was in a good mood, maybe she’d even let him overindulge once in a while.

In just half an hour, Xiang Zhi’ang had played out their entire sweet future life together in his head, the corners of his lips lifting into a blissful smile.

Wait a second… why does Master even need to work?

Shouldn’t she just quit her job and focus on raising her incubus full time?

He was very high-maintenance, okay? If she left him home alone, he might destroy the place, throw tantrums, or even fake a suicide attempt…

A qualified master should never leave her incubus unattended. Either take him to work or stay home and keep him company.

Xiang Zhi’ang definitely preferred the second option. There were too many people at work. What if some creep got ideas about her? And he wouldn’t be able to cuddle her 24/7.

Once he’d picked out a suitable property, Xiang Zhi’ang exited the browser, looked at his newly changed phone wallpaper, and couldn’t help rubbing his cheek against it—It’s Master!

He almost forgot—his new phone had been a gift from her, and it matched hers. A couple’s phone set. So cute~

The amnesiac Young Master Xiang beamed happily, cradling the 2,000-yuan phone in his hands, completely forgetting how he used to scoff at anything that cost less than that—even the phone case.

The next morning, Yu Ruowei rushed to the HR department the moment she got to work and submitted her resignation.

Her friend Dai Yi, sipping soybean milk through a straw, spotted Ruowei packing up her desk and wondered if she was dreaming.

“Ruowei, what’s going on? Did you get a promotion?”

“I quit,” Yu Ruowei said flatly without looking up.

“Pfft—!”

Dai Yi choked and accidentally spit out her drink.

She wiped her mouth and quickly blocked Ruowei’s way.

“Wait, it’s not April Fool’s, right? Are you seriously quitting? What kind of international joke is this?”

They were college classmates and had prepped for months just to land offers from this company. It had taken ages to get through the probation period and become official staff—and now she was quitting?

Had she fallen for some kind of pyramid scheme?

Yu Ruowei’s attitude was firm. Faced with her friend’s advice, she grew impatient.

“Only someone with a slave mindset like you would accept a measly 8,000-yuan salary.”

“I’m done with this job. Don’t try to stop me. I’ve got my own plans. Once I make money, I’ll help you out too. That’s it!”

“…I don’t feel like a slave though?” Dai Yi blinked.

Eight thousand yuan, full benefits, a 9-to-6 schedule, eight days off a month—just sitting in front of a computer, making tea for the boss. Honestly, it wasn’t a bad job at all!

Yu Ruowei rolled her eyes.

“You can suck up to your superiors if you want, but not me. I didn’t spend over a decade studying just to bow and scrape for people. I’m done!”

Right then, their manager happened to walk by.

“???”

Is she mentally ill? Who the hell hired this woman?

Being a secretary or assistant is all about reading the room and making tea! If you can’t handle the little things, how could leadership ever trust you with the big stuff?

Once she got back to her office, the manager immediately called HR.

Approve that resignation now. She didn’t want to see that ungrateful brat for even one more second.

That very day, Yu Ruowei moved out of the place she shared with Dai Yi and into the apartment next door to Su Ci’s.

After a long night of thinking, she finally figured it out.

That pretty girl had to be an incubus—or rather, a succubus. One with even more powerful bloodlines than Xiang Zhi’ang.

It was the only way to explain how Xiang Zhi’ang had submitted so easily. That girl had to have bewitched him. Otherwise, he would never be so cold and harsh toward her.

Two top-tier, priceless incubi!

Just thinking about it made Yu Ruowei feel euphoric—living next door to them was like living beside a goldmine. They’d be hers soon.

Of course, catching an incubus barehanded was nearly impossible. Their physical abilities far exceeded those of humans. In her previous life, she’d only managed to control Xiang Zhi’ang because she’d saved his life.

This time, she used some special channels to buy a tranquilizer gun specifically designed for incubi, along with high-strength restraints, handcuffs, shackles, and a custom-made stun baton.

She put everything else aside to focus on surveilling the incubi next door, preparing to study their daily routines and find the perfect moment to strike.

Finally, when she saw the girl go out, Yu Ruowei quickly hailed a cab and followed—only to realize the route looked more and more familiar.

They ended up in front of her former workplace!

Yu Ruowei was stunned.

They work at the same company?!

Why had she never seen the girl before?

In her daze, she suddenly remembered—three days ago, Dai Yi had mentioned a new colleague had joined. A girl even prettier than a fairy.

Could it be…?

Yu Ruowei instinctively tried to follow her in, but was stopped at the entrance by security.

And they didn’t hold back.

“You’ve been blacklisted from this company. We’ll never hire you again.”

Xiang “Master of Double Lives” Zhi’ang
Publicly: “I love being a kept man. Living off my master is the best!”
Privately: Sells his blood, meat, liver, and kidneys to support his master.