Vase cannon fodder is pampered by the group again

Chapter 71.1

Editor: Princess

Silence spread, and the atmosphere gradually approached freezing.

The girl who had fallen to the floor continued sobbing sadly. The three men outside stood there like wooden chickens, while Lu Xiao…

He methodically turned off the faucet, lowered his eyes to pull out a handkerchief, and slowly, meticulously wiped his fingers, not even giving the girl on the floor a glance, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yang Yan had been crouching in the corner wiping away tears, trying hard to squeeze out painful, sorrowful crying sounds, but couldn’t help feeling a rising sense of embarrassment and awkwardness.

Wait, why wasn’t anyone paying attention to her?

She could barely continue this one-person show!

Lu Xiao was thinking of countermeasures, so it made sense that he wasn’t speaking. But Shen Ci was the important audience—how could he have no reaction either!

Since Shen Ci was enjoying Lu Xiao’s pursuit and the two had been quite intimate at the banquet, Shen Ci definitely couldn’t tolerate Lu Xiao’s betrayal.

Her mother had said he was just a pampered little vase who would lose his rationality when faced with this situation, rushing up to question or even physically confront them.

Then she just needed to cry more pitifully. Once the recording was released, Shen Ci would be portrayed as an unreasonable villain, while Lu Xiao would be left speechless and forced by public opinion to accept the “child” in her belly and marry her.

Lies told often enough would naturally become truth.

That’s exactly how her mother had done it back then, forcing the original wife to make a scene at the Yang family company, finally driving away the old woman and successfully taking her position.

But had Shen Ci been scared stupid? Lu Xiao was also acting like nothing had happened… Hurry up and do something!

Yang Yan was extremely anxious inside, crying even more fiercely, adding more drama with tragic sobs: “I know I’m just a substitute for Young Master Shen. He’s the white moonlight in your heart. I can’t compare to him—I just want to humbly beg for a chance to love you…”

Shen Ci: ???

The script was running too fast, with a strong flavor of old-fashioned melodrama, completely short-circuiting his little brain.

What substitute nonsense? What the hell was white moonlight? Just now wasn’t it a story about drugging for one night and running away with a baby?

He had just changed his cannon fodder fate in Bai Zi Wei’s script, and now he had unknowingly entered another melodramatic, scummy script?

But this exaggerated green tea girl didn’t look like a female lead. She even emanated the familiar burnt smell of cannon fodder, very similar to his former self…

He pinched his arm suspiciously and hissed in pain.

He wasn’t dreaming, so what the hell was this?

“She talks so weirdly, like an idiot.” Wei Shuo said in bewilderment.

Shen Bie also looked confused but began cracking his shoulders and neck to warm up, saying coldly: “It doesn’t sound like anything good—she seems to be slandering Xiao Ci. Beat her up first, then ask questions.”

Yang Yan, who was eavesdropping, was frightened by Shen Bie’s brother-complex filter: !!!

Shen Ci quickly grabbed his big brother, who had maxed out his violence skills: “Big brother, don’t be impulsive! Let’s observe secretly first. Shuo Shuo, go call security.”

Wei Shuo quickly nodded and ran off, not wanting to watch this clown performance for another second.

The slow sound of leather shoes clicking on the floor began. Lu Xiao walked toward the door with his head slightly lowered, adjusting his cufflinks while his eyes were hidden in the deep shadows cast by his brow bone, making his expression unclear.

Shen Ci glanced at the sobbing girl on the floor, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Lu Xiao seemed indifferent to the drama behind him. Walking close to Shen Ci, he lifted his chin with his thumb gently caressing his swollen lips.

He lowered his head to kiss Shen Ci’s ear: “Did you need me for something?”

Electric current shot through him, making Shen Ci shiver: “…Nothing.”

He had just been thunderstruck… He didn’t know what to say to end this bizarre, tea-scented script.

“Then let’s go rest.” Lu Xiao patted Shen Ci’s shoulder and was about to leave with him in his arms.

“Wuwuwu…” Yang Yan suddenly began crying loudly, sounding like she could barely breathe.

She frantically crawled over and desperately hugged Lu Xiao’s thigh, smearing tears, snot, and ruined makeup all over his expensive suit pants.

“Uncle Xiao, my only wish is for you to remember my name… Please fulfill this small wish, okay?”

“…” Shen Ci was furious. She was actually copying his way of calling “Little Uncle”! This girl was going too far!

She said she was letting go but still desperately clung to Lu Xiao. She definitely had ulterior motives!

He wanted to tear Yang Yan off Lu Xiao’s leg, but after pulling for a long time without success, he angrily declared his territory: “Can’t you see my boyfriend doesn’t even want to acknowledge you? Please let go!”

“I should have the right to pursue love too!” Yang Yan frantically tried to slap Shen Ci away but ended up slapping him squarely across the face.

“…”

Shen Ci was stunned by the hit, falling backward to the ground. His pale cheek immediately became slightly red and swollen, burning with pain.

“Go to hell!” Shen Bie immediately exploded, roaring as he viciously slapped Yang Yan. The girl screamed loudly, covering her bloodied face and finally releasing Lu Xiao’s leg.

Just as a potentially fatal kick to the chest was about to come down, Shen Ci quickly endured the pain and hugged him: “Big brother! Calm down!”

Shen Bie’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared: “Calm down my ass! She’s obviously asking for death!”

Yang Yan’s sobs grew louder and louder. She bit her bleeding lips hard, shooting Shen Ci a look full of jealous hatred.

Having Lu Xiao bow his head in pursuit, and having so many people protecting him so that no one could touch him… was it all because of that face?

It didn’t matter—everything tonight had already been recorded anyway.

Now that Lu Xiao had abandoned her while she was “pregnant” to leave with Shen Ci, and she had been beaten into this miserable state… Lu Xiao would be even more disadvantaged in public opinion. Being forced to marry her was just a matter of time!

“Min Mo.” Lu Xiao suddenly spoke coldly.

A loud “bang” immediately exploded behind them as someone was kicked out of the inner room, falling heavily to the ground. Two decorative small doors were innocently smashed and cracked on the floor.

Special Assistant Min walked out with a cold expression, forcefully stepping on the neck of the person on the ground while looking down at him.

The person being stepped on trembled all over in fear, continuously begging for mercy: “I, I, I was just taking money to do a job! Don’t step, don’t step, ahhh!”

The girl sucked in a cold breath, feeling as if something was stuck in her throat, cold sweat seeping from her back.

This person… was exactly the one her mother had arranged to record everything!

“Ah Bie, take your little brother to rest.” Lu Xiao patted the still-furious Shen Bie’s shoulder and commanded in a deep voice.

Shen Ci looked at Yang Yan hesitantly, then his burning cheek was gently kissed by Lu Xiao, sending tingles through him.

His voice was gentle and low, coaxing like he was talking to a child: “Baby, be good.”

Blue veins bulged on Shen Bie’s forehead, his ears reddening from the rush of blood. He forcefully pulled his thin brother against his shoulder: “Damn, that fruit juice really did have drugs in it…”

No wonder his temper had been so explosively violent tonight… Shen Ci could only support his brother helplessly while warning Lu Xiao tactfully not to have a villain episode: “Little Uncle, the security will be here soon.”

Lu Xiao’s smile was light and non-threatening: “Mm.”

Seeing Shen Ci leave, the terrified Yang Yan looked up with tearful eyes, trying to evoke Lu Xiao’s pity: “Uncle Xiao… I, I, I really didn’t mean it. It was all my mother who taught me—mmph!”

“Shut up.”

Severe pain and suffocation suddenly struck. Lu Xiao’s large hand had actually clamped around Yang Yan’s neck, his eyes dark and obscure.

The girl was slowly lifted by her throat, her face immediately turning frighteningly pale.

His grip was incredibly strong. Yang Yan’s feet instinctively thrashed wildly in the air, her long remaining life suddenly compressed into Lu Xiao’s merciless hand, leaving only a pitiful few minutes.

Lu Xiao’s eyes were dark and lightless, faintly tinged with blood. The calm killing intent in his pupils gripped her heart tightly.

“You shouldn’t have laid a hand on him.”

Lu Xiao was going for the kill… just because she had accidentally hit Shen Ci once…

Before absolute power, sophistry and struggle were futile.

Yang Yan’s face had already turned blue-purple, her brain blank with terror, her eyes rolling around painfully as foul yellow liquid streamed down her trembling, thin legs.

“S-sorry… Shen… Ci…”

Yang Yan’s vision was already full of black spots. On the verge of death, she squeezed out an almost soundless apology.

The pressure on her neck loosened, and Yang Yan fell heavily to the ground, crashing into a pool of foul-smelling liquid. She covered her throat, coughing violently in pain, the relief of surviving washing over her entire body.