Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 604: Shiguang, originally named Shen Guang

Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Shiguang, originally named Shen Guang

But he was discovered nonetheless.

Fortunately, the other person did not recognize him; they just stared with wide, round eyes, nervous and scared, and asked, "Uncle, why are you lying here?"

Jiang Mingyu was too nervous and stuttered that he had no home.

As a result, Jiang Shixu immediately showed a look of pity and took out a pair of shoes from his bag to give to him.

His cheeks were rosy and cute.

"Uncle, I bought these shoes with the money I earned. I originally wanted to give them to my uncle, but I feel you need them more, so I’m giving them to you instead."

At that moment, Jiang Mingyu almost burst into tears.

After all, this child was so different from before.

In his absence, he had grown a lot and even dared to appear on TV.

Thinking about this, Jiang Mingyu lost the courage to go home even more.

He was afraid that the good state they were maintaining would be disrupted by him, a worthless family member.

He was a pitiful coward.

He completely lacked the courage to face them.

Seeing Jiang Mingyu, lost in thought and staring blankly on the sofa, An Jing’s eyes flickered, and then she sighed deeply.

"Uncle, you are luckier than many people; at least you have family members. Unlike me, I don’t even know who my parents are. I’ve been on my own since I could speak, burdened with a huge debt when I went to university, and I still worry about tuition fees every day."

Jiang Mingyu snapped out of it and looked at An Jing, who had a self-mocking expression on her face.

An Jing’s situation was something he had heard from the introducer; indeed, it was very tragic. The art school she attended had annual tuition fees amounting to hundreds of thousands, which is why she took on so many part-time jobs.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Mingyu took out a bank card from the drawer.

"There’s five hundred thousand in this card, the PIN is xxxx, you can use it for now."

An Jing’s mouth fell open in surprise, "How can this be? How can I use your money, Uncle?"

"It’s okay," Jiang Mingyu smiled, "My grandniece and grandnephew are about your age as well. Sometimes when I see you, I think of them. Don’t worry, I have a lot of money, this amount won’t matter. You can take it for now, and you can pay me back later when you’ve earned money."

An Jing’s eyes teared up, "Uncle, you are such a good person. That woman doesn’t know what she’s missing."

Jiang Mingyu: ?

What woman?

...

After dinner, Jiang Shixu seriously said goodnight to everyone and then returned to his room.

The moment he turned on the light, the wall full of photos also caught his eye.

Looking at those familiar faces, Jiang Shixu felt completely relaxed.

He had kept the room locked and not allowed the maid to disturb it; the air smelled faintly of dust, yet it gave him an exceptional sense of security.

Walking to the desk, he turned on the Walkman, played familiar music, and then melted into the bed.

Looking at the empty ceiling, his mindset was completely different from a few months ago.

Back then, he was confused and in despair, like an endless black hole, devouring everything warm around him, cold and dead.

But now, he knew exactly what he wanted, wrapped daily in love and warmth, fulfilled and content.

It was Jiang Li who gave him the courage to love again.

"Sister, I will live well and work hard. I will radiate as much warmth as the light I receive; I absolutely, absolutely won’t let you down."

At the same time, on the other side of the Capital.

A vast flat with floor-to-ceiling windows lay in complete darkness, save for a sliver of moonlight, shimmering through the gap in the curtains.

Inside, smoke swirled around the room. Without makeup to hide his features, Xi Yang’s eyes were deeply sunken and his face pale as he stared at the slowly extinguishing cigarette butt in his hand.

Soon after, his phone, tossed on the floor, began to vibrate.

After glancing at the caller ID, he irritably pushed the naked woman beside him.

"Hey, hurry up and get out."

The woman cooed unhappily, "Brother, you’re being too rough. I haven’t seen you in so long, and you won’t even be warm to me?"

Xi Yang sneered, then fiercely grasped her chin.

"Did Joy not teach you the rules? If you want to be in my bed, you have to listen to me obediently. I say crawl, you crawl; I say leave, you leave. Don’t fucking mess with me, get out now, have the bodyguards get your things, or I’ll make you regret it!"

A flicker of fear crossed the woman’s face; she hadn’t expected the gentlemanly guy she saw on TV to have such a demeanor in private.

But she should have known; after all, not many who play so recklessly are decent.

Thus, without a word more, the woman quickly dressed and left.

Xi Yang then answered the phone, pinched the bridge of his nose feeling sore and said irritably, "What do you want?"

A female voice came from the phone, "What’s going on? I’ve called you so many times, why didn’t you answer?"

As she spoke, the woman paused, then her tone suddenly turned cold, "Xi Yang, are you messing around again? Didn’t I make myself clear before? Break it off with those dubious women immediately, don’t bring problems I don’t need."

Xi Yang lit another cigarette and began smoking, a fierce look flashing through his eyes, "Sister Qing, once I officially debut, will I still worry about the company’s money? Rest assured, my people are strict; those people won’t talk. If I don’t blow off some steam, I’m going to explode. Can’t I even seek this little pleasure?"

The person on the other end seemed to have gotten used to his excuses and casually responded before saying, "No matter how you play, just clean up after yourself properly. Don’t slack off on the talent show; you know how much effort I put into training you. You’re my last trump card, don’t screw it up!"

"I know."

The woman scoffed, "Do you? Do you know that the trainee Shiguang, who doesn’t even have a company, now has more popularity than you? Last time, I spoke to four judges to get you first place in the theme song PK. If you don’t step it up, there’s no need for me to continue wasting resources!"

With that, the woman hung up.

Xi Yang clicked his tongue in irritation and then smashed his phone on the floor.

"Shiguang..."

Heh, it just so happens he’s on vacation now, he should see what sort of person he really is!

With that thought, Xi Yang dialed a sequence of numbers.

Soon, the call connected, and a young man’s voice came through.

"Yo, Brother Yang, finished so soon? How was it? Was the girl I found for you okay?"

Xi Yang snuffed out his cigarette butt, "Cut the crap, help me look into someone."

"The one you mentioned last time, Shiguang?"

"Right."

"Don’t worry, bro, I already found everything on him. This kid has no background; it took me forever to find this info and I’ve sent it to you."

Xi Yang clicked open the email, and the information was clear.

Shiguang, real name Shen Guang, 17 years old, a high school student, both parents working, living in a basement, resorted to live streaming to support his family, and was later recommended to join Youth Trainee.

Xi Yang sneered.

It was too easy to deal with someone with no background. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Now to think about how best to bring him down.