Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 55 That Cannon Fodder in a Male-Oriented Novel 10

Song Xianyin breathed heavily, trying to steady her breathing, and sneered, "My mother is not a mistress, it was your shameless father who forced himself on her."

"Your father ruined my father's and mother's relationship, you son of a mistress."

"Get off me, you're stepping on my hair!" Song Xianyin winced in pain, glaring at him resentfully.

If she had known Pei Qizhan would turn out like this, she should have broken his legs back then.

“Pei Qizhan, don’t blame me for always bullying you. If your father had kept a closer eye on you, you wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

Song Xianyin's eyes curved into a smile as she looked at Pei Qizhan: "Blame your brainless and ungrateful father."

Pei Qizhan watched her quietly. He suddenly became curious about the way she knelt on the ground begging for mercy, just like she had done to him.

Pei Qizhan looked away, and just as he was about to let go of her, Song Xianyin bit his neck tightly.

They're still biting relentlessly.

Pei Qizhan winced in pain, and she clung tightly to his neck, leaning her whole body against him.

The snow kept hitting the window, and all he could hear was her rapid breathing. They were so close that he could even feel her heart beating too fast because of her anger.

The scent emanating from Song Xianyin lingered around his nose. She had used the same perfume since childhood; she was a sentimental person, and her attitude towards bullying him had never changed.

Feeling the warmth on his neck, Pei Qizhan paused for a moment.

"Have you had enough?"

Song Xianyin gritted her teeth until they ached, but she still didn't hear Pei Qizhan beg for mercy. She looked at him angrily and said, "Pei Qizhan, do you want to die?"

The teeth marks on his neck were still bleeding, but his face remained expressionless.

Pei Qizhan looked at her quietly. She seemed unaware of how ambiguous their current position was. She sat on his lap, her hair was a little messy, and there was a thin layer of sweat on the tip of her nose.

After Song Xianyin stopped biting him, Pei Qizhan felt a vague sense of abandonment.

He suddenly realized she was right; he was indeed a jerk.

Lin Pianyue came out of her room just as Song Xianyin went upstairs. She looked at Song Xianyin's clothes and said angrily, "Ayin, it's so cold outside, and you're wearing so little."

"This is how I want to dress; this is the way I look good."

Lin Pianyue had a terrible headache. Ayin had been rebellious since she was a child, but she had always cared a lot about her health. However, now that she was older, she didn't care about her health at all.

"What's the use of looking good? Who will take care of you if you catch a cold tomorrow?" Lin Pianyue quickly draped her coat over her shoulders.

"You're not allowed to come home this late anymore. Look at the time of day."

"Mom, don't worry about me anymore, I'm all grown up now."

Just as Lin Pianyue was about to say something, Pei Qizhan came upstairs.

Lin Pianyue's expression froze for a moment. She glanced at Song Xianyin's clothes and pushed her into the room.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Song Xianyin stared blankly at the closed door.

Lin Pianyue forced a smile at Pei Qizhan: "Qizhan, you're back from the company so late."

Pei Qizhan rarely responded to her words: "I happen to have a few projects, so I thought I'd work a little overtime."

Lin Pianyue's smile faded slightly: "Then Qi Zhan, you should wash up and go to bed. It's not too late now."

Upon hearing this, Lin Pianyue abandoned all pretense and hurriedly walked towards Pei Zilang's room.

As Pei Qizhan brushed past her, Lin Pianyue vaguely noticed a wound on his neck. She frowned but didn't take it to heart.

Pei Zilang was still playing the game, wearing headphones, his eyes filled with the dazzling screen.

Lin Pianyue carefully closed the door and sat down next to Pei Zilang with a worried expression.

"Zilang, have you been keeping an eye on him? Why is he coming back so late? Why don't you give him some chores?"

He has several other projects that she doesn't know much about, but she always feels that the company is getting further and further away from them.

"Mom, why do you care? Let him do as much as he wants," Pei Zilang said dismissively.

Lin Pianyue slapped him hard: "Are you stupid? What if your dad hands the company over to him if he does a good job?"

"Don't forget, he also has the surname Pei."

Pei Zilang finally showed some sense of urgency. He took off his headphones and said, "Mom, Dad spoils me so much..."

Lin Pianyue sighed: "President Qin and the others came to our house for dinner today. They all said he did a good job, and your dad was all smiles. This can't go on."

“If the Pei family is handed over to him, do you think he will let us go?” Lin Pianyue wiped away her tears. “When Ayin needs any surgery, he might not even allow it.”

This was Lin Pianyue's biggest worry.

Song Xianyin's illness was too expensive, and her biological father was an unambitious person. In the past, when Song Xianyin had an attack, her father was always terrified, fearing that she would not make it through.

Now that they finally have money and power, and their health has improved, they absolutely cannot go back to that time.

Pei Zilang's expression also began to turn ugly. He didn't care whether Song Xianyin had a relapse or not, but Pei Qizhan would definitely not let him off the hook in the future.

He still remembers how Pei Qizhan beat him to death a few years ago.

Pei Zilang promised Lin Pianyue that he would work hard, but no one knows what the actual situation will be like.

Pei Qizhan returned to his room and stood in front of the mirror, quietly looking at the wound on his neck.

The bloody teeth marks were clearly visible. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a faint tooth mark underneath—a bite she had made three years ago.

Since Song Xianyin came to the Pei family, all the injuries on his body were caused by the siblings. Pei Zilang never laid a hand on him again after being beaten by him once.

Pei Qizhan gently touched the tooth mark. He could even recall the scene when he was bitten, but it wasn't painful; instead, it was a kind of subtle stimulation.

Pei Qizhan took off his clothes, turned on the cold water, and began to take a shower.

She's right, he's a pervert who deserves a slap.

Pei's decline was becoming increasingly apparent, but even so, his position in City A remained very important.

While managing the company, Pei's father also had to teach Pei Zilang, and he gradually felt overwhelmed.

He suddenly noticed his eldest son, whom he had been ignoring. Unlike Pei Zilang, he excelled at every project he completed and was also very composed.

Perhaps this does have something to do with genes.

Song Xianyin keenly sensed Pei's father's attitude, and she knew that Pei Zilang was a good-for-nothing.

If Pei Qizhan gets his hands on the Pei family business, she can forget about living. Just for what she did to Pei Qizhan, she deserves to die a thousand times over.

She must get into the Pei family as soon as possible, no matter what means she has to use.