Quick Transmigration: The Host's Romantic Debts Are Coming Again - Chapter 4
Downstairs, Wen Jingyu inquired about the detailed situation from the housekeeper and instructed:
“If a situation like today ever happens again, be sure to notify me and the young madam as soon as possible; otherwise, she will worry.”
Housekeeper Wen solemnly promised that he would definitely not let such a situation happen again in the future.
“Alright, Housekeeper Wen, the hour is late. You should go back and rest early as well.”
“Understood, thank you, Young Madam.”
Just now, upon hearing from Housekeeper Wen that their precious son had saved a child today and that the child was also an orphan, Tang Miao could not help feeling a wave of sympathy for the yet-unmet Luo Jin.
At this moment, Tang Miao suddenly recalled a certain matter.
“Darling, did the company not just sponsor a charitable institution some time ago? I heard from Housekeeper Wen that Luo Jin belongs to one of those orphanages.
Ever since Yuyu left, I have not seen Niaoniao look so happy in a very long time. I want to meet this Luo Jin. Besides, does Niaoniao not keep wanting an older brother? Since he is an orphan, if we could adopt this child, it would also be considered a wonderful deed.”
“This is indeed a good thing, but we must first observe the child to avoid Niaoniao being approached by people with ulterior motives.
Niaoniao is still young, so we must carefully vet the people around him and guarantee his safety. Tomorrow, we will take Niaoniao to the Anxin Welfare Institution and coincidentally take a look at what kind of child this Luo Jin is.”
Upon hearing this, Tang Miao nodded in agreement, and the matter was thus settled.
As a person who had been single since birth, Wen Niao’s romantic experience was completely blank, and without experience, he had to study relevant knowledge!
The comment section often produced talented individuals and was filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
The wisdom of netizens was sometimes truly awesome!
(ˊωˋ*)
Wen Niao walked over to his computer desk, typed “how to capture a capture target” onto the computer, and soon, the answer was provided below:
- Clarify your own goal.
An important step in the wife-chasing strategy is clarifying your own goal.
- Establish contact.
In the wife-chasing strategy, another important step is establishing contact.
- Display your own advantages.
In the wife-chasing strategy, you also need to display your advantages to make the other party more willing to accept you.
- Make yourself the other party’s reliance.
In the wife-chasing strategy, you can also make the other party feel that you are a trustworthy person, allowing the other party to remember you and thereby enabling you to achieve success.
- Persevere unremittingly.
This is the most important point of all.
Finally, wishing the poster success in early pursuit of love, followed by a flashy flying kiss emoji.
(˙˙)
Ew! Truly amazing. Wen Niao smoothed down the goosebumps that had just risen from being stimulated.
Why is this a wife-chasing guide? What kind of ghost is this!
Sigh, it seems that sometimes, relying on the heavens or the earth is not as good as relying on oneself!
Target locked, eight o’clock direction… Luo Jin.
Hmm… It seems I must first think of a way to bring Luo Jin home.
After all, a near-water pavilion gets the moonlight first. In order to obtain the moon as soon as possible and complete the task smoothly, Wen Niao’s brain was spinning at high speed.
Hee hee hee! My sack is already thirsting for action.
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While the little white rabbit Niaoniao was planning how to abduct the big bad wolf Luo Jin home, on Luo Jin’s side:
After sneaking back over the wall into the orphanage, Director Zhang soon sent someone to summon him to the office.
Inside the director’s office, a somewhat bloated middle-aged woman sat behind the desk.
As soon as he pushed the door open, she showered him with a barrage of abusive scolding:
“Luo Jin, who allowed you to go out without permission? Did you go out and cause trouble? Hmph! Just as expected, a child abandoned by others has no sense of manners, an uncultured little mongrel.”
Luo Jin’s body trembled slightly, stimulated by those final words.
His fingers curled slightly, clenching into fists as his nails dug into his palms, and blood trickled out along the gaps between his fingers.
Luo Jin was born on Christmas Eve.
The moment he descended into this world, his biological mother abandoned him at the entrance of the Anxin Welfare Institution because she had an unplanned premarital birth and lacked the ability to raise him.
The previous director of Anxin Welfare Institution, Director Song, happened to pass by and heard the cries of a child. Discovering that he was an abandoned infant, she took little Luo Jin back to the Anxin Welfare Institution with a heart full of pity to raise him.
Before Director Song retired, she was always very good to Luo Jin. Little Luo Jin back then was also a child who was cherished by someone.
Luo Jin’s name was given by Director Song: Luo, implying a flourishing fortune; Jin, implying fine virtue. She wished for Luo Jin to possess both ability and moral integrity, enjoying great wealth and nobility throughout his life.
“Little Luo Jin is not an unwanted child. Our little Luo Jin has family too, and Director Mommy will always be your family.”
After she retired, she was picked up by her family to her hometown to spend her old age in peace. Ever since then, Luo Jin lost touch with Director Song, and his life grew increasingly strained.
Although little Luo Jin’s expression was always icy, a cold doll-faced look actually carried a somewhat contrasting cuteness.
Consequently, many people in the orphanage had a very good first impression of Luo Jin and could not help wanting to get close to him.
Because of this reason, Luo Jin incurred the jealousy of certain children.
Those people frequently bullied Luo Jin, and the scar on Luo Jin’s chin was accidentally left behind during one of those times.
They framed Luo Jin for bad deeds they committed, causing Luo Jin’s reputation to gradually sour, and the staff at the orphanage also gradually began to resent Luo Jin.
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Watching Luo Jin stand in silence with a vicious look in his eyes as he stared straight at her, Zhang Xiangfang felt a wave of chilliness in her heart.
After scolding Luo Jin once, she ordered him to get out of her office.
Dragging his exhausted body back to his dormitory, Luo Jin discovered that his bedding was soaked through, seemingly having been drenched with water by someone.
A whole day of running around left Luo Jin’s body extremely fatigued, so he had no choice but to pick the relatively drier corner of the bed and curled up to fall into a deep sleep.
Early in the morning, wisps of sunlight spilled into Wen Niao’s room. The youth on the bed had slightly messy hair, his lips puckered slightly from breathing, and his collar hung open in disarray, revealing his clean, flawless collarbones that looked exceptionally soft to the touch.
In his sleep, Wen Niao was gently roused by the sunlight. The freshly awakened Wen Niao’s morning crankiness had not yet completely dissipated.
His whole person looked quite irritable, with a single hair sticking up straight on top of his head, making him look soft and adorable.
After washing up, Wen Niao pondered how he could bring Luo Jin home in an open and aboveboard manner.
Sitting at the dining table, Wen Niao waited for a suitable opportunity to propose adopting Luo Jin to his parents, stirring his congee with his thoughts running wild.
“Niaoniao, today’s century egg and lean pork congee is pretty good, right? This was personally made by Mommy for her little baby today. How is it? Does it taste good?”
Tang Miao asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Although the Wen family hired many senior chefs, their Madam Tang would occasionally have a sudden burst of inspiration and burrow into the kitchen to invent peerless delicacies, resulting in dark cuisine.
Having just taken a sip of the congee, Wen Niao was tortured by its myriad conflicting flavors to the point of wanting to vomit. He forcefully suppressed the urge to gag, swallowed it down, and dryly laughed:
“Ah, yes, exactly, the taste is indeed very good.”
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Wen Niao: Seriously, my soul left my body at that moment.
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