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

Chapter 244 Thorny Rose (1)

Yan Zhen woke up in his new body and found himself lying in a bed.

She looked around. The wooden bed had a bunk bed and a table underneath, with sea-blue curtains hanging on three sides, creating a semi-enclosed space.

There was a small bedside lamp and a stack of high school textbooks on the bedside table, and the body was wearing a white nightgown with lace, and the exposed arms were fair and slender, with the delicacy of a young girl.

It seems the original owner was a high school student.

Just then, hushed laughter came from outside, and a woman's voice could be faintly heard: "I specially had someone get bodily fluids from that kind of place. Just smear them on Xu Zhiyun's underwear, and once she gets infected with a sexually transmitted disease, let's see how she'll still try to deny that she didn't seduce men."

Another female voice followed, her tone clearly flattering: "Wow, Xicun, you're amazing! You can even get your hands on something like this."

"With money, there's nothing you can't get... Hey, watch out, don't let it fall into my hands."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Yan Zhen frowned slightly upon hearing this.

But instead of rashly lifting the bed curtains to check the situation outside, she changed her position and started flipping through the strategy guide.

The original owner's name was Lin Xun, 17 years old this year, and a second-year student at a private elite high school in Yancheng.

Lin Xun has lived with her mother since she can remember; she has never met her father.

During the day, her mother worked as a stock clerk in a small supermarket, and Lin Xun, who hadn't started kindergarten yet, followed her around.

Lin Xun was in poor health, suffering from severe asthma and having to take medicine every day. Her childhood was spent amidst bottles of medicine that never seemed to run out and her mother's busy figure as she moved and unloaded goods.

When she was seven years old, her mother got married. Her stepfather was named Wang Jianchun, a man who was described by outsiders as honest and kind.

After his mother got together with him, the two of them would have a small argument every three days and a big argument every five days. Most of the time, his mother would be screaming hysterically, while his stepfather would be mopping the floor, which was so shiny it was almost reflective.

When Lin Xun was nine years old, one rainy night, his mother and stepfather had an argument and then suddenly disappeared.

She abandoned Lin Xun, who was still in school, and vanished as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth, never to be seen again.

Lin Xun had no choice but to live with his stepfather.

Her stepfather would take her to school by bicycle in the morning and pick her up from school in the evening after get off work. He would then wash his hands and cook for her, rain or shine.

To outsiders, Lin Xun is unfortunate, having such a heartless and irresponsible mother who leaves without a second thought, abandoning even her own daughter.

But Lin Xun was also lucky, as she met a kind and honest stepfather who raised her as his own daughter without any complaints.

Only Lin Xun knew that every night her stepfather would lie in the same bed with her, his calloused hands roaming over her body. She trembled with fear, but could only grit her teeth and dare not cry out.

This situation continued until Lin Xun entered junior high school and applied for boarding school, at which point things eased somewhat.

But every winter and summer vacation and weekend, she still couldn't escape the nightmare.

To avoid his stepfather, Lin Xun chose a prestigious private high school after his middle school entrance exam. The school had a great environment, excellent teachers, and exorbitant tuition fees, but students didn't have to go home on weekends.

Sixteen-year-old Lin Xun thought that she could escape her stepfather's clutches once she entered high school, but she encountered bullying at school.

Elite high schools are never short of children of officials and businessmen. They compete with each other based on connections, wealth, and family background. Comparison is everywhere. It is a paradise for the children of the rich, and commoners like her are regarded as inferior.

After enduring three years of hardship in high school, Lin Xun swallowed her anger and hoped to get into university, leave Yancheng, become self-reliant, and escape this quagmire-like life.

However, after the college entrance examination, before she could even wait for the results to be released, she was imprisoned in the basement by her stepfather. During one of her escape attempts, she fell down the stairs and became a vegetable.

……

After reading the walkthrough, Yan Zhen frowned even more deeply.

Her biological mother disappeared, she was molested by her stepfather at a young age, she suffers from severe asthma, and she is bullied at school... The start of her missions lately has been getting more and more hellish.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing three wounds on her wrists.

She tried to guess the original owner's last wishes: to take revenge on her stepfather, escape school bullying, and get into university and leave this place.

Two of the wounds were radiating heat, but the last one was painful.

wrong--

Yan Zhen read the strategy guide twice more, her gaze falling on the point about her mother's disappearance.

Combining this with the original owner's memory that although her mother had a bad temper, she still had a fairly good impression of her, she had another guess.

The original owner's mother's so-called "disappearance" may have other hidden reasons.

The moment that thought popped into my head, the pain in my wrist immediately disappeared.

really!

Yan Zhen sat up abruptly, and a sudden, dull pain shot through his chest, followed by a dizzying sensation.

She immediately braced herself against the edge of the bed to keep from falling off.

After a while, Yan Zhen finally recovered from the symptoms of dizziness and chest tightness.

She gasped for breath as she reached for the medicine on the bedside table, poured out two pills, and swallowed them whole.

The mission itself wasn't particularly difficult, but due to my poor health, I was unable to carry out many tasks.

It seems we need to rely on external help.

After taking the medicine, Yan Zhen focused on listening to the sounds outside. Once he was sure the two female voices had disappeared, he lifted the curtain, got out of bed, and began to observe the layout of the dormitory.

The dormitory facilities at the elite school are quite good. Eight people share a large suite, which is divided into four rooms, two people per room. There are brand new desks and chairs, a bookcase that takes up an entire wall, a wardrobe that reaches the ceiling, 24-hour central air conditioning, a private bathroom, and plenty of space.

Stepping out of the room, there is a large living room shared by eight people, complete with a kitchen, dining table, refrigerator, large-screen TV, and a four-meter-long sofa. It is well-ventilated from north to south, and there is also a large balcony with a washing machine, where school uniform skirts hanging to dry sway gently in the breeze.

Judging from the existing conditions, this is a very good dormitory.

After observing the surroundings, Yan Zhen turned and went back to his room.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she looked herself up and down.

Unexpectedly, the original owner was very beautiful, the kind of beauty that could amaze people at first glance.

With delicate features, long, soft, and thick hair, and skin as smooth and flawless as white porcelain, her beautiful collarbones and slender neck, visible beneath the thin straps of her lace-trimmed nightgown, resembled the most exquisite works of art.

With her exquisite beauty and sickly, aloof demeanor, she is a modern-day Lin Daiyu.

Even though Yan Zhen was past the age of caring about appearance, he was still slightly amazed by her looks.

After organizing all the information, Yan Zhen tidied up the scattered papers on his desk while sorting out his thoughts.

Today is Sunday, and many students have gone home. After the original owner entered high school, he chose to stay at school on weekends to avoid his stepfather.

It's 3 p.m. now. In two hours, my roommates will start returning to school.

Recalling the information revealed in the two female voices he had heard earlier, Yan Zhen paused in his actions.

Her dormitory was 307, an eight-person room, where students were divided into different classes based on their family's financial situation.

One of the girls, Jiang Xicun, is the only daughter of the chairman of a local **group in Yancheng. She is undoubtedly an "upper class" person with an arrogant and domineering personality. Several "middle class" students from relatively well-off families in the dormitory fawn over her.

Jiang Xicun often bullied two girls, including the original owner of this body, who came from ordinary families and were classified as "lower class".

The other girl who was targeted was named Xu Zhiyun.