Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots

The incident occurred the day after Zhao Hongyan left. Li Chengzhi, as usual, sneaked into Lin Siyu’s room to seek pleasure, and Lin Siyu was exceptionally passionate today, repeatedly demanding more without restraint.

Suddenly, she felt the man lying on top of her go still.

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Growing impatient, Lin Siyu patted the person on her, "Hey, what’s wrong with you? Speak up!"

With a bit more force, Li Chengzhi toppled onto the bed, beside her hand, completely motionless, his body stiffening.

Only then did Lin Siyu realize something was amiss. She quickly got up and started patting his now pallid face, "Li Chengzhi, Li Chengzhi! Wake up, wake up!"

But the more she patted, the stiffer Li Chengzhi’s response became, his lips slowly turning white as well.

Alarmed, Lin Siyu tremblingly brought her fingers under his nose to check, thankfully there was still breath!

"Panpan! Quick, go call for the doctor..."