Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 61 That Cannon Fodder in a Male-Oriented Novel 16

Seeing Lin Pianyue crying, Song Xianyin comforted her: "Mom, don't cry. I have money. I earned it all myself."

She's nothing like that good-for-nothing Pei Zilang. Although she didn't win those two big projects, she still earned a lot on her own, more than enough for her and her mother.

Lin Pianyue's eyes were swollen from crying. She looked at Song Xianyin, her heart filled with guilt: "It's all my fault. I said I would protect you, but now..."

She's so useless; she even needs Ah Yin to comfort her.

Lin Pianyue grabbed Song Xianyin's hand: "Ayin, you stay home obediently now, I'm going to the hospital."

Her eyes were filled with anger: "Even if he's dead, we're entitled to a share of the inheritance. Mom will definitely get it back."

If she gets nothing, what's the point of enduring all this time in the Pei family?

Lin Pianyue went to discuss it with Pei Zilang first, as Song Xianyin didn't want to see that good-for-nothing at all.

She lay in bed looking at the balance in her bank card, feeling extremely happy.

She's much more capable than Pei Zilang, but she won't let Pei Zilang spend this money.

Song Xianyin stretched out a big yawn, and just as she was about to go back to sleep, she suddenly received a text message on her phone that all her bank cards had been frozen.

Song Xianyin: ?

She stared blankly at the text message on her phone. It must be a scam. This isn't the Pei family's card, so why would they freeze her card for no reason?

She called the bank, but the staff stammered and couldn't utter a single useful piece of information for a long time.

Finally, unable to bear Song Xianyin's scolding any longer, he said, "You'll have to ask President Pei about that."

Song Xianyin was so angry she laughed: "Your bank froze my card, and you want me to go find Pei Qizhan?"

In the end, Song Xianyin still went.

She walked down to the Pei Building, where several security guards were entangled with a man.

The man shouted, "Let me in! I'm the illegitimate son of the CEO of Pei's Group. We can do a paternity test!"

He grabbed a security guard by the collar and yelled, "Open your dog eyes! Don't I look like him?"

The security guard looked distressed; it was precisely because he looked so much like him that they had to stop him.

Pei Zilang just caused trouble again. After he finished, another woman claimed to be his illegitimate daughter, and now another illegitimate son has appeared. Just how many children does the CEO have?

The lives of the wealthy can be truly chaotic.

After finally managing to get rid of the man who claimed to be the president's illegitimate son, the security guard silently stared at Song Xianyin in front of him.

He knew Song Xianyin very well, but the current situation seemed a bit awkward.

Song Xianyin suddenly felt a little guilty.

The plot has progressed to the later stages, and Pei Qizhan has already activated his powers, ready to take revenge on those who hurt him in the past.

The person he hated most was the daughter of his stepmother, who had treated him like a dog when he was a child and slapped him all the time—that is, her.

The security guard blinked and immediately went to a corner to make a phone call.

Song Xianyin frowned: "I can't go in, right? Then I'm leaving."

Other security guards quickly stood a meter away from her to stop her: "Ms. Song, you can come in, you can come in."

They kept their distance from her, afraid of bumping into her, yet also afraid that she would run away.

Song Xianyin had a bad feeling. Could it be that Pei Qizhan wanted to treat her the way she did?

But she remembered that in the original text, she died of a heart attack.

The secretary rushed out and bowed to Song Xianyin, who was standing at the door: "Miss Song, you've finally arrived."

Song Xianyin said coldly, "So I can't enter the Pei family now?"

The secretary quickly apologized: "It's not like that, Miss Song. It's just that there were too many people here today, and these security guards don't know the rules very well."

Seeing Song Xianyin's obviously hostile attitude, the secretary silently worried for Pei Qizhan.

President Pei is finished; he'll probably have another slap mark on his face.

The secretary was quite startled when he first saw the slap mark on Pei Qizhan's face, but he got used to it afterward.

Because Pei Qizhan's neck would often have bloody teeth marks, and there were also wounds on his hands when he rolled up his sleeves.

Now, whenever Pei Qizhan feels unwell, his secretary will wonder if Song Xianyin has done it again.

He secretly glanced at Song Xianyin beside him. Although Miss Song was fierce, President Pei, with his large physique, shouldn't be that bad.

As soon as they arrived at the office door, the secretary immediately knocked.

"Miss Song, please come in." The secretary smiled obsequiously.

Seeing that Song Xianyin had gone inside, he quickly closed the door again, hoping that he wouldn't be affected if they started arguing later.

With no one in the office, Song Xianyin frowned and opened the door to the lounge.

The lounge was huge, almost as big as the Pei family's master bedroom; they really knew how to enjoy life.

The sound of water coming from the bathroom came intermittently; the words "reading the room" were completely foreign to Song Xianyin.

She knocked directly on the bathroom door: "Pei Qizhan, get out here right now."

He froze all her cards, but he seemed to be enjoying himself, taking a shower here in the middle of the day.

The sound of water stopped for a moment, then started again shortly afterward.

Song Xianyin sat on the sofa, holding her breath. She decided to bear with it for now, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get her money back.

After a long while, Pei Qizhan slowly came out of the bathroom. The towel was tied loosely, and his hair was still dripping with water, which gradually flowed onto his abs, which were faintly visible under his bathrobe.

Seeing him come out, Song Xianyin walked up to him angrily: "Pei Qizhan, what right do you have to freeze my card? That money isn't Pei family's money."

Pei Qizhan was not surprised by her appearance at all. He did not answer the question and sat on the sofa quietly drying his hair.

Song Xianyin was furious with him. She snatched the towel from his hand and said, "Did I tell you to wipe me?"

Before arriving, Song Xianyin warned herself not to be too arrogant, but as soon as she saw Pei Qizhan, she immediately forgot about it.

Pei Qizhan was still steaming. He leaned back on the sofa and sighed. The collar of his bathrobe was opened even wider, revealing his well-defined muscles.

Song Xianyin was preoccupied with her own money and didn't realize how strange the atmosphere was between them.

Pei Qizhan gently touched the hand that was gripping his collar, his gaze fixed on Song Xianyin, his voice calm and steady: "Miss Song, is this how you ask for a favor?"

Song Xianyin choked and lowered her hand.

Pei Qizhan couldn't quite explain his feelings for Song Xianyin. Deep down, he felt that he hated her, but he couldn't bear the fact that her attention wasn't on him.

Song Xianyin's voice softened immediately, just like when he pinned her to the ground as a child and she pretended to be pitiful to beg him to let her go.

"Pei Qizhan, just unfreeze my card. If you want revenge, just take it out on Pei Zilang. It's all his fault." Song Xianyin held his hand, looking at him with teary eyes.

Pei Qizhan looked at Song Xianyin, who was holding his hand, and he felt somewhat flattered.

It's really not easy for her to speak to him in this tone.

Even though he hated her so much and tried every means to make her kneel in front of him and apologize, he couldn't bring himself to say anything hurtful when he saw her so vulnerable.

Song Xianyin's eyes reddened even more, and her tears fell drop by drop, landing on the back of his hand: "Pei Qizhan, I was deceived by Pei Zilang. He said that you bullied him first."

The two drew closer and closer. Pei Qizhan leaned against the sofa, half-embracing her waist. Song Xianyin was oblivious to all of this; she was still immersed in her own sorrow.

Pei Qizhan stared at her lips and chuckled softly.

If this liar actually believes her nonsense, she'll slap him across the face in the next second.