Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 137 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 25

Jiang Fengyan continued to moan with his eyes closed.

This woman doesn't cherish him anymore once she gets him.

I used to tell him everything, and I wanted to add a hundred kiss emojis to every sentence.

She now speaks to him with utmost brevity, even speaking to strangers more gently than she speaks to him.

"I really forgot." Song Xianyin threw herself into Jiang Fengyan's arms and started to act spoiled.

"I was planning to tear down the one from yesterday today, but I was too busy today so I didn't have time to look at it."

The assistant listened to them silently, not because he wanted to, but because he was forced to listen to their public display of affection.

The young master is acting up again. He'll only behave himself when he drives Miss Song away.

Song Xianyin kissed Jiang Fengyan's face, leaving a red lip print immediately.

Jiang Fengyan smiled, finally satisfied, and pulled her into his arms.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, he tentatively asked, "Will making it official cause you to lose followers?"

Song Xianyin immediately became alert: "Of course, I haven't officially announced it before."

Jiang Fengyan's voice sounded somewhat disappointed: "Okay."

But seeing fans speculating about her new boyfriend every day made him feel increasingly depressed.

Moreover, the fans' speculations were quite plausible. One of the internet celebrities even posted an ambiguous statement. Is he something to be ashamed of?

Song Xianyin gave him two more perfunctory kisses and coaxed, "It's okay, you know I like you the most. No one has ever been so nice to me before."

Seeing that Jiang Fengyan was still in a bad mood, Song Xianyin sighed: "Is it that Xiao Hao? I'll clarify it in the live broadcast later."

They're always trying to ride her coattails.

Seeing that Jiang Fengyan's mood had finally improved, Song Xianyin wiped away non-existent sweat from her forehead.

Dating is really tiring. If Jiang Fengyan hadn't given so much, who could stand his internally destructive nature?

At the banquet, Jiang Fengyan introduced Song Xianyin to everyone she could use.

"Haha, we must cooperate more in the future, Miss Song," Chairman Qin said with a dry laugh.

Jiang Fengyan startled him when he walked up to him. He thought that their project with Jiang's had failed and that Jiang had come to settle accounts with him.

It turned out that they came to introduce him to his girlfriend.

Song Xianyin's eyes lit up; she was really about to become rich. Qin's marketing was truly amazing.

If she could work with them, her life would be much easier in the future.

Song Xianyin met many people she wanted to collaborate with but never had the chance to, and she was very happy all night.

She can already see her successful future, when she can lie in bed and count her money.

Song Xianyin looked at Jiang Fengyan beside her with great satisfaction. What she needed was a man who could be useful to her, not a man who had little money and kept criticizing her.

Jiang Fengyan felt his sleeve being tugged. He bent down and Song Xianyin whispered in his ear, "Thank you, Jiang Fengyan."

Jiang Fengyan looked into Song Xianyin's bright eyes and smiled gently: "No need to thank me, it's what I should do."

He pursued her, so things must get better and better for her since they're together.

In just one night, Song Xianyin's schedule for the next five years was completely booked.

Song Xianyin's eyes were brimming with tears. It was wonderful; she no longer had to worry about not finding work, and business opportunities were pouring in.

Even if she breaks up with Jiang Fengyan in the future, her commercial value has already increased.

Perhaps she could work behind the scenes then.

On the way home, Song Xianyin kept pulling Jiang Fengyan along, talking about her future.

"When that time comes, I'll be working from the moment I open my eyes every day, and then I'll be able to buy you some gifts."

Looking at Song Xianyin's excited face, Jiang Fengyan's eyes were full of smiles.

It seems I made the right decision to come tonight. I never knew something like this could make her so happy.

Song Xianyin sat on Jiang Fengyan and kept kissing him on the face. Soon, Jiang Fengyan's face was covered with lip prints.

Song Xianyin couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw him like this: "It looks so funny."

It doesn't fit his public image at all.

Song Xianyin took a few pictures of him, and Jiang Fengyan smiled as he watched her, letting her take pictures of him all over.

"If you dare to yell at me, I'll post these photos and embarrass you."

Jiang Fengyan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. He couldn't be happier; wasn't this just a disguised official announcement?

Jiang Fengyan took a picture of himself with Song Xianyin in his arms and then posted it on his WeChat Moments.

In the photo, Song Xianyin is holding Jiang Fengyan's face and kissing him. Jiang Fengyan is all smiles, and the lip print on his face is clearly visible.

A short while later, my phone kept ringing with notifications.

Madam Jiang: [What?! Son, what's going on?!]

Mr. Jiang: [Are you seeing ghosts? Are you even my son?!]

[Holy crap, is this your girlfriend, cousin?]

[Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I can't accept this! My brother actually got together with Aibo! I knew it! Why weren't you replying to my messages?! Let go of my baby! [crying]]

Butler: [It's been a long time since I've seen the young master so happy.]

The Jiang family is in complete chaos.

Jiang Fengyan glanced at his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips, and immediately muted it.

He used to not understand why couples would take such photos and post them on social media, but now he does.

He knew he desperately wanted everyone to know that Song Xianyin's boyfriend was Jiang Fengyan.

Song Xianyin was completely unaware of all this; she was editing today's business photos.

Your look is so beautiful today, I'm sure the ladies will be very happy.

Sisters, I went to a banquet today, I'm so tired! Get some sleep, everyone, goodnight~

Song Xianyin glanced at the calendar again and realized that several of her older sisters were about to have their periods, so she quickly sent them messages.

[Sister, your period is coming soon, so please don't eat anything cold lately, okay? It'll make me sad if I'm not feeling well [crying]]

Jiang Fengyan held Song Xianyin in his arms as he watched her reply to messages. The more he looked, the more jealous he became, so he simply closed his eyes and stopped looking.

At first, he thought she was doing this because she was afraid they wouldn't send her gifts. He was even prepared to create several more accounts to support her so she wouldn't have to work so hard.

She immediately got angry, saying that she was sincere and that those were her sisters who had been with her for a year.

It took Jiang Fengyan a long time to coax her back to her senses.

Jiang Fengyan held Song Xianyin tightly, his mood sinking again. He only had her, but she had many older sisters.

In a way, he was her older sister, but her attitude towards him was completely different from that towards the other older sisters. Yet she only treated him this way. How could this not be considered a form of favoritism?

Seeing Song Xianyin replying to the message with a serious expression, Jiang Fengyan couldn't help but kiss her and then buried his face in her neck.

Forget it.