[Quick Transmigration] The Pretty Little Cannon Fodder Who Doesn’t Speak - Chapter 3

His father, Qi Mingjing, was the head of the Qi family. Since he had no children of his own, it was only natural that Qi Han would inherit his position.

Xia Zhixu and Jiang Minghui soon became targets of Qi Han’s revenge. Jiang Minghui’s family faced immense pressure, and being someone highly skilled at gauging the wind and setting his sails accordingly, Jiang Minghui immediately dumped Xia Zhixu. 

Xia Zhixu tried to seek mercy from Qi Han, but as one would expect, the outcome was tragic.

Qi Han, who had suffered many hardships in his childhood, was psychologically cold-blooded and dark.  

The subsequent plot follows the main storyline of the novel. 

Song Qingchuan—or rather, Qi Han—encounters the male lead Shou, Shi Jin, who was like a sun, radiating warmth. The plot unfolded into various villainous storylines, with Qi Han constantly meddling in Shi Jin and Gu Jingming’s relationship, creating misunderstandings for the two male leads, yet ironically deepening their bond.

Just as Shi Jin was ready to accept Qi Han, the truth about all Qi Han’s actions behind his back came to light. Shi Jin firmly reconciled with Gu Jingming, and together they stood against Qi Han.

In the end, Qi Han fell into utter despair and took his own life.

However, the plot of this small world deviated from the original storyline. 

Later on, instead of developing feelings for Shi Jin as intended, Qi Han continued to create misunderstandings and kept sowing discord between Shi Jin and Gu Jingming. This defiance of the plot’s control caused him to spiral out of control, ultimately driving the Gu family into bankruptcy. His actions successfully tore Shi Jin and Gu Jingming apart, leading to the collapse of the worldline.

He did not merely separate the two male leads. Due to his dark transformation, he became cold-blooded and emotionless, taking pleasure in disrupting seemingly harmonious relationships and throwing every main and side storyline into complete chaos!

He sought to prove that there is no such thing as an indestructible love in this world.

The parents of the next world’s protagonist were among those whose relationship he had torn apart. Consequently, with the course of plots altered, the next protagonist was never born.

To correct the plot, the Time and Space Bureau had to abandon Qi Han as a supporting character. As long as Qi Han didn’t directly interfere in the male lead’s life, a new character would rise to replace Qi Han’s position—provided Qi Han did not descend further into darkness.

Therefore, Xia Zhixu’s mission is to be a good person and prevent Qi Han from turning evil.

Yuan Bao watched Xia Zhixu lying on the bed after receiving the entire plotline, and big, fat tears were pouring down his cheeks.

No wonder those mentally unstable possessive male protagonists love to make their partners cry!

He even cries so adorably!

While most people, when they’re sad, sob messily with all snot and tears. But Xia Zhixu’s tears fell like pear blossom bathed in rain—delicately beautiful in sorrow. If someone posted this online, who knows how many ‘mama fans,’ ‘big sister fans,’ and ‘wife fans’ he would attract?

No! No! How could it think like this? It’s a pure and kind-hearted system!

Even though he was heartbreakingly sad, Xia Zhixu wiped away his tears and climbed off the bed determinedly. 

Xia Zhixu didn’t want to do this—dying horribly earlier was already bad enough, and now he had to transmigrate straight into a battlefield of lovers. He was supposed to stop the villain who even took down the male leads?! Even the halo of the protagonist couldn’t stop him. What could his skinny arms and legs possibly do? He wasn’t even enough to get stuck in someone’s teeth!

Xia Zhixu followed the original host’s memories and gathered all the gifts given to him by the wealthy second-generation pursuers who had pursued him.

The timing of his transmigration was awful—two days ago, the original host had already humiliated Song Qingchuan with Jiang Minghui.

Yuan Bao watched Xia Zhixu crying while packing his things and asked curiously, ‘Host, have you figured out what to do?’

Xia Zhixu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He had always been prone to crying, and now, he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but it felt like he cried even more easily.

“No,” Xia Zhixu replied, his voice trembling with tears. His usually clear and pleasant voice now sounded pitiful.  

Yuan Bao, ‘Then why are you packing your things?’

Xia Zhixu, “I may not be smart, but I have my principles. I can’t keep these things.” 

Regardless of whether to save the villain or not, no matter what the original host was like before, he absolutely wouldn’t be a scumbag man!

He had to apologise to Qi Han, who was now Song Qingchuan.

Yuan Bao widened its eyes, realising it might have misjudged this host. This host was quite suitable for a system like itself. At least his values were normal, right?

Second-year Architecture Department, Class 12 Lecture Hall—

“Jiang-Ge, your wife is looking for you.”

A tall, slender boy walked into the classroom with an ambiguous smile as he looked at Jiang Minghui.

Jiang Minghui, who had just been exchanging contact information with a pretty girl next to him, stood up upon hearing that. His lips curled into a smug smile. He strode towards the classroom door and saw Xia Zhixu standing there, looking nervous. 

“What’s wrong?”

Xia Zhixu glanced up at Jiang Minghui. He was pretty attractive, and with his privileged background, he was extremely popular on campus.

The original host had been very familiar with Jiang Minghui. But the current Xia Zhixu was basically a stranger to him. Feeling a bit nervous, Xia Zhixu swallowed hard and tried to suppress the panic in his heart. 

“Um, can we talk alone? Down by that big tree.”

Jiang Minghui raised an eyebrow and smiled, thinking that Xia Zhixu had finally come to his senses and was going to give him a surprise. He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination. But looking at Xia Zhixu in front of him, he seemed even cuter today, like a cautious little squirrel. 

In a good mood, he agreed immediately, “Sure.”

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Jiang Minghui furrowed his brows. He gave them a quick glance—these were all things he had given to Xia Zhixu before.

Although he had started pursuing Xia Zhixu because of a bet with a friend, Xia Zhixu had always been his type. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent so much money and time on him.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Jiang Minghui had a bad feeling.

Whenever Xia Zhixu felt nervous, he would clasp his hands together and constantly squeeze his fingers. Xia Zhixu tried to control this habit, rubbing his fingers as he said, “I’m sorry, Jiang Minghui, I can’t be with you. Please take these things back.”

Jiang Minghui’s expression darkened instantly. 

“What do you mean? Are you playing with me?! … What, is there someone richer than me who is pursuing you? How much did he give you…” 

Jiang Minghui had always been the centre of attention since childhood, with his family granting his every wish. Xia Zhixu’s rejection sparked his temper, causing him to speak without thinking.

Xia Zhixu’s eyes stung, and his throat swelled. Fear and grievance twisted together within him, but when he came here, he had already made up his mind—even if he got beaten up, he had to resolve this properly.

Taking a few deep breaths, Xia Zhixu silently encouraged himself, mustering all his courage before lifting his gaze to meet Jiang Minghui’s eyes.

Seeing Xia Zhixu’s reddened eyes, Jiang Minghui was stunned into silence—all the harsh words remained on the tip of his tongue, stuck in his throat.

I’m the one dumped here—so why is Xia Zhixu crying?

“Will you listen to me?” Xia Zhixu’s voice quivered with tears. 

Jiang Minghui felt as though a giant hand had suddenly seized his heart. Pulled up to the sky, and then let go, plummeting at neck-breaking speed endlessly into a void. 

Jiang Minghui clenched his fists. 

“Go on.”

Jiang Minghui felt as though he was going crazy. At this moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to pull Xia Zhixu into his arms and comfort him.