Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 64

Not far away, under another table, Jiang Hao gripped the tablecloth with both hands, her bloodshot eyes wide with disbelief.

Jin Ran… was actually acting gentle and well-behaved in front of Su Ci?

Then what the hell was the suffering she endured in her previous life supposed to mean?

The moment she remembered being locked in a pitch-black basement, treated like a dog—abused and “kept” by Jin Ran—Jiang Hao bit down hard enough on her porcelain teeth to nearly shatter them.

How dare that scumbag Jin Ran live so comfortably, even enjoying a romance?

And with Su Ci, no less—the goddess every boy and girl on campus dreamed of. Jin Ran didn’t even deserve to breathe the same air as a girl that good!

What infuriated Jiang Hao even more was how Su Ci actually catered to all of Jin Ran’s ridiculous demands—she didn’t treat him like an outsider at all!

And her? She was the real victim! But when her trauma made her flinch uncontrollably, Huo Cheng had felt embarrassed and just walked away!

The surrounding stares made her burn with shame.

But she didn’t dare make the slightest sound. She pulled the tablecloth over herself for cover, praying silently that Jin Ran wouldn’t notice her.

What she didn’t know was—Jin Ran had already sensed the rat spying on them.

He simply didn’t call her out because he didn’t want to ruin his date with Little Vase. He hadn’t looked away from his baby for even a second.

There’d be plenty of time to deal with gutter rats later—but not during these precious moments with his beloved.

Her graceful hands as she picked up food… her long, slender fingers, her clean and rosy nails… even the chopsticks looked blessed to be held by her.

The way she sipped red wine, her lips delicate and dewy, leaving a faint pink lip print on the glass—utterly enchanting.

Even when she lovingly dipped sashimi in sauce and placed it into his plate, he couldn’t bear to eat it. But taking it home in a doggy bag seemed… undignified.

Because Jin Ran had been so engrossed in watching Su Ci, he didn’t realize his stomach had growled several times.

“Want some roast duck? I’ll wrap it for you once you finish what’s on your plate.”

Su Ci brought a freshly peeled shrimp to Jin Ran’s lips. Instantly re-energized, he scarfed down everything on his plate like a starving puppy.

Then he looked up at her with puppy-dog eyes, eyes gleaming black and bright:

“Yes, yes! I want more! Baby, you’re too good to me. If you didn’t feed me, I’d probably starve to death!”

As he said this nonsense with a straight face, Jin Ran chose to pretend he didn’t see that Su Ci’s own plate had already become a little mountain of peeled shrimp. She had even sorted the dishes into separate plates so as not to mess up her delicate hands.

Though she eventually donned a pair of disposable gloves to peel the shrimp and wrap the duck, it was still proof of her love. It meant everything to him.

Under Su Ci’s endless indulgence and pampering, Jin Ran’s feverish, infatuated gaze grew more and more intense—borderline frightening.

He looked like a delusional maniac dressed in human skin.

Jiang Hao was spooked by that look. She thought, Su Ci’s done for in this life.
She didn’t listen to reason and insisted on getting tangled up with Jin Ran? She brought this on herself.

She had been crouching under the table for over an hour in heels. Her legs were numb and trembling when Jin Ran and Su Ci finally finished and left.

When she crawled out from under the table, she was a mess—her makeup smudged, hair wild like a bird’s nest. Her numb legs gave out, and she accidentally knocked over the leftover dishes.

Sticky broth splashed onto her skirt, leaving her smelling like leftovers.

A server rushed over with a wet towel. Jiang Hao gave herself a quick wipe, grabbed her bag, and chased after the two.

She wanted to see just how long Jin Ran could keep up the act.

The moment anything felt off, she’d call the police, send Jin Ran to jail, and make sure he kept his violent father company—eliminating the problem for good.

Su Ci was casually holding Jin Ran’s hand as they strolled toward the city’s largest SKP mall.

Jin Ran didn’t usually enjoy shopping and rarely visited malls, but he had a good sense of direction. After glancing at the map, he led his Little Vase straight to the beauty and skincare section.

Her lipstick had faded? Time for a new one.

Her skincare products worked great? He wanted to buy the exact same ones for his own routine.

She couldn’t stay in a hotel long-term? She should just live with him—her lover—and he’d restock her place with every high-end daily necessity.

Now he understood why couples loved shopping together. Building a little life with his baby—it was addictively blissful.

For a moment, he even forgot he was just the other man.

He wanted to take Little Vase to D-brand and pick out matching couple rings.

They needed to link it with an ID. One ID per gift.

While D-brand wasn’t a super-luxury name, their romantic marketing had totally hooked Jin Ran. He was helpless against it.

By the time he snapped out of it, they were already standing at the display counter, asking the salesgirl to show them the most beautiful and expensive styles.

Jin Ran nervously picked a ring with a heart-shaped centerpiece and a crown-like band. He looked up with hope in his eyes.

Su Ci stretched out her hand and asked softly, “Aren’t you going to put it on for me?”

The boy bit his lower lip, swallowed anxiously, and his drooping gaze flickered with a brief spark before dimming again.

“C-Can I? Won’t your boyfriend mind…”

The sharp-eared salesgirl: “???!!!”

In just 0.01 seconds, her brain was at war:

This gorgeous, elegant, rich woman… so what if she had more than one boyfriend? That’s her business, right?

But if I sell a ring to a homewrecker, that’s against policy. What if this gets the store in trouble? Should I sell it or not?

Before she could decide, Su Ci gently placed her hand over Jin Ran’s mouth. The soft lips beneath her palm kissed her skin, then traced circles with the tip of his tongue.

Jin Ran blinked up at her, eyes misty and sparkling. If he had a tail, it would be wagging like a propeller.

His baby agreed just like that!

Amazing. Another exclusive win over Feng Yan!

Su Ci opened her palm. “Give me your ID. Can you go to the milk tea shop outside and buy me a drink? Less sugar, less ice.”

“Mhm! Love you, baby. Mua~”

Jin Ran pulled out his ID, handing it over with the national emblem side up. It was inside a protective sleeve, covering all his personal info.

A laughable trick—but it could still keep his “double life” from falling apart.

Su Ci took off the cover and handed it to the salesgirl to register the gift. The woman hesitated for a second—then her eyes went wide.

F-Feng Yan?!

Didn’t the “other man” just say he was Jin Ran?

Su Ci placed a finger to her lips and lowered her voice: “My boyfriend has amnesia. He doesn’t remember the past. Please help us out. Thank you.”

The salesgirl nearly fainted from her sweetness. Apologizing profusely, she recorded the ID.

“I’m so sorry for the misunderstanding. Wishing you and your partner everlasting happiness!”

By the time Jin Ran returned with the fruit tea, Su Ci had already picked out the other ring. She took his long-fingered hand and slid it onto his finger.

The ring’s metallic weight on his knuckle, the warmth of her hand—it was all so soft, so comforting, so addictive.

Jin Ran stared blankly for a moment, his mind exploding in fireworks. The ring felt like his own personal leash.

Little Vase had just officially claimed him.