The Cannon Fodder NPC Went Too Far [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 27
Chapter 27
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight quietly pierced through the sheer curtain and fell upon Xia Yu’s face.
Xia Yu groggily opened her eyes. A warm breath was steadily exhaling beside her ear. Xia Yu’s body froze, not daring to move, her eyes darting around to assess the situation.
An arm lay draped across her chest. Shen Zheng was pressed against her back, completely encircling her in her embrace.
Xia Yu’s cheeks flushed red. She glared at Shen Zheng’s hand, which was restless even in sleep, and mouthed a biting shape. Then, cautiously, she used two fingers to pinch Shen Zheng’s wrist and gently placed it back in her arms.
She let out a cold “Humph,” wrapped her naked body in the quilt, pouted, and muttered curses for a long time. Unable to let go of her anger, she forcefully snatched the quilt off Shen Zheng.
I’m not wearing anything, so you shouldn’t be covered either, humph.
The first thing Shen Zheng saw upon opening her eyes was this scene. She shook her head helplessly, lazily turned onto her side, propped her head up with one hand, and watched the little phoenix whose head was “steaming” with a smile. She even thought Xia Yu wasn’t embarrassed enough and showcased her distinctly jointed fingers to her.
They were fair and slender, flexible and strong, with veins covering the back of her hand, almost transparent in the sunlight, like a meticulously carved piece of art. The only flaw was that a few fingers were wrinkled, as if they had been soaked in water for too long.
“Shen Zheng!” Xia Yu was furious. She wrapped herself in the quilt and lunged over to scratch her, but her throat sounded cracked and hoarse, mixed with a strong nasal tone. Combined with Xia Yu’s delicate and proud face, it was especially amusing.
Shen Zheng couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She even anticipated Xia Yu’s movements and used a pillow to fend off her claws.
“It’s all your fault! I cried for so long, and you didn’t stop even once!” Xia Yu grabbed the pillow and smashed it down on her head, complaining aggrievedly as she did so.
“Little cub, I thought you were inviting me.” The intermittent, sobbing whimpers, with their rising, trembling tail sounds, were honestly no different from an invitation.
Shen Zheng narrowed her eyes, wiped her swollen lips with a finger, and even savored the memory.
“Shen Zheng!” Xia Yu threw away the pillow, bared her claws, and switched to fists, punching her shoulder.
Ooh, this little cub has quite a lot of strength.
Shen Zheng solidly took the punch. Then, she grasped the wrist that had been delivered to her, opened her mouth, and bit it, leaving a shallow tooth mark.
My little cub.
Her light eyebrows were as gentle as a spring breeze. Her dark eyes reflected Xia Yu’s entire face. She softly kissed the pink tooth mark.
Xia Yu glared at her with a blush, flames flickering in her eyes. She quickly puckered her lips and pecked Shen Zheng’s mouth, smiling brightly and uninhibitedly.
You are mine too.
Because of the excessive movement, the quilt wrapped around her slid down a bit, revealing the intricate red marks covering her fair, delicate collarbone.
Xia Yu followed Shen Zheng’s lingering gaze down, jumped up instantly, and tried to pull the quilt higher.
But one hand firmly held onto it, and no matter how she pulled, she couldn’t cover herself.
“Shen Zheng, it’s daytime now, you can’t be doing this in the daytime…” Her already faint voice stopped for a moment. Xia Yu, enduring the embarrassment, blinked her eyes and stared directly into Shen Zheng’s interested gaze, attempting to reason with her.
Little cub, you’ve got the wrong person if you want to reason with her. It took so much effort to take it off, how could I allow you to put it back on?
Shen Zheng picked up the remote and clicked at the window. The curtains suddenly closed, completely blocking out all the sunlight streaming in from outside.
Shen Zheng raised an eyebrow, smiling gently and warmly.
“Yu Yu, now it is no longer daytime.”
With a prepared hard tug, the quilt slipped, and both fell onto the bed at the same time.
Shen Zheng rested her chin on Xia Yu’s collarbone. She opened her mouth and playfully bit Xia Yu’s jaw, her lips curling into a subtle arc. A hint of mischief flashed in her dark eyes.
“Little cub, did you forget? We haven’t settled the score from before.”
Xia Yu’s almond eyes widened into perfect circles. How could anyone be so excessive? She had already explained it to her, yet she was still holding onto it. Shameless, scoundrel, jerk…
Trapped beneath her, Xia Yu pouted and whimperingly cursed Shen Zheng with every word she could think of.
Shen Zheng watched with interest as Xia Yu’s face flushed crimson, her trembling eyelashes dotted with tears. Although a faint sob was barely audible in her throat, she still stubbornly mixed in a few curses.
She let out a soft “Tsk,” wondering how she still had the energy to curse her, and the strength in her hand suddenly intensified.
“Mmm… Shen Zheng!”
“Little cub, for every curse you utter, we’ll do this one more time.”
“Little cub, do you know what made me most angry?”
“Shen Zheng, I didn’t do anything wrong! It was all the little blue ball’s fault.”
Shen Zheng sighed, smiling and shaking her head. She truly won’t give up until she’s facing the music.
The heavy downpour suddenly stopped. Raindrops, carried by bursts of breeze, gently hit the window with a “pat.” The already unstable, slightly leaking window instantly trembled, and a few crystalline water droplets slid down the window frame.
“Pat.”
“Pat.”
Gently tapping the window again and again…
“Mmm… I was wrong, Shen Zheng, I was wrong.”
“Wrong about what? Hmm?”
“I… mmm… I shouldn’t have… put myself in danger.”
“And what else?”
“I… Shen Zheng… wrong words… wuwu.”
In the end, her mind was a complete mess. Xia Yu clutched Shen Zheng’s collar, murmuring a jumbled string of incoherent words.
Shen Zheng lowered her head and kissed away the tears on her face one by one.
She hits her on the ground, and she hits her back in the air. It’s perfectly fair.
“The family head is back.” The housekeeper joyfully stood at the door, welcoming Xia Yu, who had stayed at Shen Zheng’s house for a long time and fully recovered from her injuries.
Xia Yu excitedly tiptoed, moving a step faster than Shen Zheng. Shen Zheng followed Xia Yu unhurriedly, smiling as she looked at the little phoenix’s cheerful back.
Their hands were tightly clasped together, fingers intertwined.
“Mmm.” Xia Yu smiled brilliantly at the housekeeper, revealing her pearly white teeth.
She proudly raised the hand clasped with Shen Zheng’s and declared triumphantly:
“We are together.”
As the housekeeper’s body jolted and he suddenly looked up at Shen Zheng, Xia Yu seemingly shyly pursed her lips, shot a mischievous smile at Shen Zheng, and darted away, leaving Shen Zheng alone to face the housekeeper’s complicated expression.
That rascal.
Shen Zheng secretly gritted her teeth, rubbing her fingertips, which felt a little itchy.
“Miss Shen, you two…” The housekeeper raised his voice in disbelief.
“Yes, we are together.” Shen Zheng looked at the housekeeper solemnly, saying word by word.
“We have crossed time to love each other. Year after year, morning till night, never leaving each other, growing old together.”
Shen Zheng’s long, cold eyebrows quietly melted. Her eyes were clear and moist, and the emotion in her eyes was fully exposed, surging like a vast sea. Every glance was filled with tenderness.
This was the first time she had seen the usually decisive Miss Shen look like this. It seemed she genuinely loved the young family head.
To be honest, when she saw Miss Shen and the young family head walking hand in hand from afar, even without knowing their relationship, she felt an invisible barrier isolating all the hustle and bustle of the world outside, unable to approach them even slightly.
Now she knew what it was: happiness.
The housekeeper was surprised for a moment, then smiled kindly at Shen Zheng.
As long as the young family head is happy.
The crystal chandelier shed a soft light. Every inch of the air was filled with the rich aroma of champagne.
Guests, dressed in formal attire, conversed in low tones, their eyes occasionally glancing towards the transparent, bright revolving staircase, waiting for the arrival of the new head of the Shen family, Shen Zheng.
On the second floor, Shen Zheng wore a pure black custom-made suit. The fine texture shimmered softly under the light, and her long black hair was neatly pinned back.
She held a wine glass, casually clinking glasses with a few flattering members of the Shen family who approached her. Xia Yu sat beside Shen Zheng’s position, watching the center-of-attention Shen Zheng with wide, round eyes, and smiled uninhibitedly.
Shen Yu, who was responsible for preparing the banquet and had come to report, winked at Xia Yu in a familiar manner and struck up a conversation: “Big niece, don’t you think my sister is super handsome too?”
Xia Yu froze, just about to say something, when Shen Zheng, who had been watching the situation out of the corner of her eye, put down her wine glass, glanced indifferently at the cheerful Shen Yu, and said softly:
“Shen Yu, you got it wrong. You should call her sister.”
Shen Yu ???
Shen Yu looked at the gently smiling Shen Zheng with confusion, not understanding her meaning at all.
Xia Yu gently nudged Shen Zheng’s shoulder and smiled, glaring at her.
“Hello, little sister. Let’s reintroduce ourselves. My name is Xia Yu.”
???
Shen Zheng chuckled softly, bent down, and kissed Xia Yu once. As Shen Yu’s expression gradually turned to stone, Shen Zheng took Xia Yu’s hand, fingers intertwined. She brandished their joined hands to Shen Yu as if showing off, and then walked away grandly.
Da-da-da. Two black silhouettes appeared on the revolving staircase.
Shen Zheng held Xia Yu’s hand with one hand and a wine glass with the other, making a gesture of salute to the guests on the first floor. Immediately, the guests stood up, uniformly and respectfully returning the bow to Shen Zheng.
Shen Zheng pressed her hand down. The surroundings fell silent. Countless eyes focused on her. Shen Zheng raised her wine glass and announced loudly:
“All of you are old acquaintances, so I won’t waste time on self-introductions. From now on, I will take charge of the Shen family. Please be advised.”
Applause thundered from below, with compliments and flattery rising and falling.
The older generation politely clapped their hands, but secretly frowned. Shen Zheng was insidious and cunning, never doing anything meaningless. What was the purpose of bringing her stepdaughter out to see people at this time?
Shen Zheng raised her hand, which was intertwined with Xia Yu’s, and announced loudly to everyone: “This is my girlfriend, my future wife—Xia Yu.”
The entire banquet seemed to have been muted. As everyone’s eyes widened in shock, Shen Zheng leaned down and devoutly kissed Xia Yu’s forehead.
Little cub, I inherited your father Xia Qiyuan’s estate, and naturally, that includes you, my stepdaughter.