The Real Daughter Needs Saving by This Vicious Female Cannon Fodder? - Chapter 25

The place was in complete disarray, so much so that leather shoes couldn’t find steady footing.

The team leader, a man flushed red with anger from head to neck, hadn’t expected Ning Anran—who appeared frail—to possess such inexhaustible strength.

“Young lady, what proof do you have that you’re President Gu’s sister?”

“Don’t go around flaunting false connections and swindling people. If President Gu finds out, you won’t just be dragging one person down with you.”

Gu Xia knew this man was, like her in the original story, a vicious cannon fodder character.

Truly the type who wouldn’t give up until all hope was lost, who wouldn’t shed tears until seeing their own coffin!

The competition among peers was fierce indeed—even those cast as malicious supporting roles strove diligently to carve out their own wretched legacies.

Of course, all villainous cannon fodders shared one creed: if it doesn’t kill you, take it to the extreme!

“Hmm, you’re absolutely right.”

“Mr. Almost-Bald, you’ll find out whether I’m President Gu’s sister on the day you get fired.”

“Bye bye~”

Gu Xia’s fingers slid down and grasped Ning Anran’s palm. She subtly interlaced their fingers, and sensing no resistance to her intimate gesture, tightened their clasp into a full finger-lock.

Like stumbling upon treasure.

“Wow! Host, that domineering aura you just displayed could rival someone bound to a Phoenix Overlord System!”

“This system definitely didn’t bind to the wrong person!”

This self-proclaimed Vicious Cannon Fodder Self-Rescue System certainly knew how to lay on the flattery.

“I like what you’re saying—I’ll take that compliment.”

“By the way, since I’m hijacking the male lead’s plotline, won’t I get struck by lightning?”

“Does this trashy novel have something like heavenly retribution?”

To understand the operating rules of this world she found herself in, Gu Xia had spent nights buried under blankets binge-reading trashy romance novels.

She’d even paid for a SVIP membership.

Burning midnight oil with scholarly dedication, she finally spat out her drink when reaching the scene where the leads gouged out each other’s corneas.

Mindless plot—endured it!

But what chilled Gu Xia’s bl00d were later developments where the leads’ once inseparable love was shattered by a transmigrated woman.

This woman—the male lead’s white moonlight—had supposedly perished in a shipwreck overseas three years earlier.

As any reader could predict, such a heavyweight white moonlight would never stay dead!

Naturally, she’d lost her memory and become someone’s adopted daughter.

At the plot’s climax—whether due to buckling under readers’ “honeyed” critiques or sudden malicious inspiration—the author decided to force-feed every audience member an unidentified lump to satisfy twisted desires!

Just as the transmigrated woman, after endless scheming, was triumphantly seizing the female lead’s assets—ZAP!—a bolt from heaven reduced her to charcoal!

Yes, the previously unstoppable antagonist met her gruesome end this way.

Infuriating, anyone would agree!

The author’s justification was absurd beyond measure: the transmigrator had stolen the heroine’s destined opportunities, violating cosmic law, hence the heavenly strike to reincarnate her overdue soul.

Wait—perhaps not completely absurd.

This nonsense contained… a sliver of logic?

That made it even more terrifying!

Though she hadn’t been reborn, the difference was negligible!

“Host, don’t underestimate this system!”

“Since this novel has already been forcefully invaded by our Villainous Cannon Fodder Self-Rescue System, this world now belongs to us!”

“As long as you complete the tasks we assign, this world won’t collapse, and you’ll retain your original memories—free from being controlled by those ridiculous, brain-dead plotlines.”

“Truly embodying the purpose of our Villainous Cannon Fodder Self-Rescue System: Self-Rescue! Self-Rescue! Self-Rescue!”

Hearing the system’s response, Gu Xia’s heart—constantly worried about being struck by lightning—finally settled down.

Not getting struck by lightning was good enough.

After stepping out of Shengding Group’s doors, Gu Xia still clung to Ning Anran’s shoulder, acting as if the two were long-time friends.

“Ning Anran, ignore those old fogies.”

“I’ll treat you to a meal.”

“Look at you—you’re so thin! You need to eat well to have the strength to keep fighting those villains.”

Gu Xia found Ning Anran’s body warmth comforting and didn’t want to let go of their intertwined hands.

Secretly, she thought, Since Ning Anran isn’t pushing me away, she probably doesn’t dislike me, right?

She really wanted to burrow into Ning Anran’s embrace to escape the cold wind, but such boldness was too much, so she dismissed the idea.

“Sure, what do you want to eat?”

“We’ll go to the supermarket later—I’ll cook for you.”

If she couldn’t be a company employee, being Gu Xia’s personal caretaker for a few days wasn’t a bad deal.

Consider it repayment for the loan interest.

Hearing that Ning Anran would cook for her, Gu Xia’s heart fluttered. She imagined strolling through the supermarket together, casually slipping daily necessities into Ning Anran’s cart.

So, she nodded eagerly.

“Mm, I want corn and pork rib soup, and braised pork.”

When the usually picky Second Miss Gu only named two simple dishes, Ning Anran chuckled.

“Just two?”

The reason Gu Xia only chose two was to avoid burdening Ning Anran too much. Otherwise, if they were dining out, she’d easily order a full imperial banquet.

What could she say? Being rich meant being this capricious.

“I overate a few days ago—you know that. I just want to eat lighter today.”

“Call it a diet!”

Indulging her, Ning Anran didn’t press further. She took out her car keys and opened the door.

“Alright, there’s a supermarket nearby. Want to go together?”

“Or do you want to nap in the car first?”

Ning Anran was so gentle that Gu Xia felt like an ancient emperor, intoxicated by her tenderness, unwilling to rise for court.

Drowning without regret.

“I’ll go with you.”

……

Compared to the quiet streets, the supermarket was bustling.

With winter approaching, many products had been updated. Though the New Year was still far off, Gu Xia could faintly detect its festive atmosphere in the air.

Mostly from bundled promotions—buy one pack of Wangzai milk, get another free.

Noticing Gu Xia’s pause, Ning Anran slowed her steps.

In the past, she would’ve rushed straight to the vegetable section to pick fresh produce.

“Any snacks you’d like?”

The children’s cheerful shouts rang in their ears as they held several large bags of chocolate candies, standing on tiptoe to hand them to the aunt pricing the sweets.

“Ning Anran, do you like eating candy?”

Gu Xia’s question caught Ning Anran off guard as she stared at the candies lying on the shelf. Her once calm and unruffled heart began to stir again.

She remembered when Gu Xia had forced chocolate into her mouth back then, saying the exact same words.

Ning Anran, do you like eating candy?

Then be good and swallow it all down—like a dog.