Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Qian Dafa's room had the strong characteristics of a nouveau riche. Even though he claimed to be a scholar, he was still a money-grubbing person at heart. Otherwise, he would not have abandoned his studies to go into business, giving up the status that could have been gained by continuing to take the imperial examinations, and resolutely stepping into the cutthroat world of commerce.

The entire room was decorated with gold and silver carvings, and the moment you stepped inside, you felt like you were being blinded by the dazzling light. The doors and windows were tightly closed, and a thick layer of charcoal was burning, creating a smoky atmosphere.

Qian Xiuyi frowned as soon as he stepped inside, dissatisfied with the environment. This was hardly the kind of environment for a patient! He instinctively blamed Qian Xiuya for the situation. Since his father fell ill, Qian Xiuya had been the most smug one, so it must have been Qian Xiuya who ordered this to happen!

However, this was not Qian Xiuyai's fault. The environment was uncomfortable to look at, and Qian Xiuyai did not want to do it, but that was what the doctor ordered, and everyone followed the doctor's orders.

Muttering curses under his breath, Qian Xiuyi's gaze swept around the room before settling on a table on one side of the room, not on Qian Dafa's hospital bed.

Besides a tea set, there was also a pistol in the empty space on it.

Qian Xiuyi's breathing became rapid. He was a little nervous, and his palms immediately became sweaty. A dark thought suddenly popped into his mind.

The twins, Qian Xiuyai and Qian Xiuyi, received different treatment in the Qian family. Qian Xiuyai was groomed as the heir, and in order to help him adapt to the chaotic times, Qian Dafa sent him to the army camp, where he stayed for two whole years. Qian Xiuyi, on the other hand, inherited Qian Dafa's wishes and never went too far from home. Except for his studies, which Qian Dafa was strict with, he was always very doting on him.

Later, when Qian Xiuyi returned from his military training, Qian Dafa gave him a pistol in front of the whole family. Qian Xiuyi was very envious at the time. No boy would not want to own such a powerful weapon. He dreamed of owning his own pistol so that no one could bully him anymore. However, no matter how much he begged and pleaded, Qian Dafa did not intend to let him touch such a dangerous thing as a gun.

This incident left a deep scar on Qian Xiuyi's heart. He always compared himself to Qian Xiuya. He wanted to have everything Qian Xiuya had, and he also wanted to have what Qian Xiuya didn't have. However, guns are not something that can be obtained easily. With Qian Dafa in power, no one would give him a gun. Even if he wanted to buy one through special channels, people would immediately refuse the deal once they heard that he was the second young master of the Qian family.

Now, a pistol was placed in front of him. Although it belonged to his father, there was no one in the room at the moment. Even if he took it, no one would know. Moreover, no one would care much if the pistol was missing. Right now, the entire Qian family was focused on his father's health. Who would have a pistol?

It's gone, so be it. We have plenty of guns at home anyway.

With these thoughts in mind, Qian Xiuyi's feet uncontrollably led him to the table. Then, as if his hands were not under his control, he picked up the pistol on the table. He had never stolen before, so he felt psychological pressure. His hands trembled slightly, but he held the pistol very steadily. Finally, he made up his mind and tucked the pistol into his waistband, covering it with his outer robe. No one outside could tell that anything was amiss.

Only after he covered the pistol did his mood strangely calm down. He felt no guilt at all, and a small surprise of successfully stealing something suddenly rose in his heart. But more than that, he was happy to have a pistol that truly belonged to him. He took a couple of deep breaths to make himself look really normal before walking back to Qian Dafa on the bed.

Qian Dafa was truly furious that time. He had been in a daze for the past two days, mostly sleeping. Occasionally, he would only be awake for two or three minutes at a time. Even when he was awake, his mind was unclear, and he couldn't distinguish anything at all. At this moment, he lay quietly on the bed, his chubby face completely pale, and the hair at his temples, which was originally black, had turned completely white. Looking at him quietly, his face was covered with wrinkles. It seemed that only now did he finally look like an old man in his sixties.

Qian Xiuyi paused to observe for a while, then sighed as if to say that her father was getting old, before reaching out and pushing Qian Dafa without hesitation.

Qian Dafa was fast asleep and naturally couldn't wake up. After pushing his father several times without any response, Qian Xiuyi finally gave up. He didn't dare to be too disrespectful to his father, so he withdrew his outstretched hand and instead reached for his waist. After touching the hard object hanging at his waist, Qian Xiuyi finally felt a little relieved.

He has a gun now, and no one can do anything to him, so why does he need to ask his father for help?

Perhaps it was the possession of a gun, a weapon capable of causing harm, that gave him immense confidence, and all his previous anxieties essentially disappeared.

I feel like I'm not afraid of anything anymore.

Qian Xiuyi stopped trying to wake Qian Dafa and instead rummaged around the room, opening the safe in Qian Dafa's room. Qian Dafa had given him a key to the safe before. It contained mostly valuable items, but nothing that was particularly important. They were valuable, but they wouldn't threaten the Qian family, otherwise Qian Dafa wouldn't have hidden them in his bedroom.

The reason Qian Dafa gave the key to Qian Xiuyi was also with the intention of making amends. He had given the gun that his youngest son had been longing for to Qian Xiuya. His youngest son kept pestering him, so he simply gave him some comfort in another way.

In this respect, Qian Dafa was truly biased, but Qian Xiuyi did not think so. In his opinion, it was only right for Qian Dafa to give him the key, and even if Qian Xiuyi inherited the family in the future, he would still have a share!

Besides some valuables, the safe also contained a considerable amount of gun ammunition. Qian Xiuyi's target was these bullets, but after taking them, she hesitated for a moment, thinking of Gan Xiaobei. Rescuing Gan Xiaobei would require a lot of money. Since she had already opened the safe, why not take something else as well? Moreover, now that she had a gun, even if Wan Jiahe changed his mind and wanted more money, she wouldn't be afraid of him!

With that in mind, he simply found a piece of cloth, swept everything in the safe onto it, tied a knot, and then took it out.

"Yi'er, what's wrong with you...?"

Mu Xiaoqin did not leave. She had to take care of Qian Dafa day and night. The reason she stood outside was because she couldn't stand the stuffy environment inside the house and wanted to get some fresh air.

She pointed at the large bundle in Qian Xiuyi's hand, her face full of confusion. She couldn't understand why Qian Xiuyi, who said she was going in to talk to her father for a while, came out with a large bundle.

"Mother, Father hasn't woken up yet, so I didn't dare disturb him. These things were left with Father before, and I just happened to see them and took them. Mother, you've been taking care of Father, which must have been hard work, so please remember to get some rest. I'll be going now!"

The more she said, the more she revealed. Qian Xiuyi didn't argue with Mu Xiaoqin. She picked up her large bundle and hurried away amidst Mu Xiaoqin's even more puzzled gaze.

Mu Xiaoqin didn't think much of it. Qian Xiuyi was usually the most obedient and well-behaved in front of him. It's just that this child is too carefree. After making her father so angry, she came to talk to him and apologize, and she even had the mood to wander around the house, find her things and take them away. She is simply heartless. I don't know who she got this personality from!

"Sigh~ When will Yi'er ever be as sensible as Ya'er! How can anyone feel at ease if things continue like this! Old Qian is the same, always siding with Yi'er, what is Ya'er supposed to think about that!"

Mu Xiaoqin sighed, and a happy smile appeared on her face as she thought of her eldest son. She was aware of Qian Dafa's favoritism, so she paid more attention to her eldest son and had a good relationship with him. It was just that her younger son was usually not very sensible and often said some nonsense, but Qian Dafa didn't take it seriously and just thought it was childish talk. He was not young anymore, and she wondered when he would mature.

Qian Xiuyi did not return to the study. Carrying a large bundle, she found a set of clothes that some servant had hung out to dry in the mansion, changed into them, and then discreetly left the mansion.

In the main hall, Qian Xiuya was receiving guests.

This guest was none other than one of the classmates who had come to the Qian residence with Qian Xiuyi a few days ago. His name was Kou Huai, and he was the male classmate who had been trying to persuade Qian Xiuyi that day.

"Gan Xiaobei?"

Qian Xiuya chewed on the name, having some vague impression of this person.

"It's her. I've investigated. Gan Xiaobei has some connection with Wan Jiahe's family. They even lived together for a while when they were young. Their relationship isn't actually as strained as it seemed at school that day. She should be fine with Wan Jiahe."

Because of his limited power, Kou Huai couldn't investigate anything more in-depth, but according to the information he had so far, Gan Xiaobei's safety was still guaranteed.

"I just don't understand why Xiao Qian is so eager to rescue Gan Xiaobei."

Kou Huai shrugged, indicating that he had no idea why.

"What else could it be? To compete with me!" Qian Xiuyai saw through it all. Qian Xiuyi had no relation to Gan Xiaobei and usually didn't interact with her. For her to stand up so righteously at this time, there must be a reason. As for that reason, it was nothing more than because of him.

This wasn't Qian Xiuyi being narcissistic, but rather an experience he'd accumulated since childhood. For example, when they were young, the steward's daughter had played with them for a while. Back then, they were innocent and naive, and both of them had a good impression of the steward's daughter—not the kind of affection that carried romantic connotations, but rather a desire to be friends with her. However, the steward's daughter was more attentive to Qian Xiuyi, which made Qian Xiuyi uncomfortable. He started using various methods to steal the steward's daughter's attention from Qian Xiuyi: crying loudly, scratching himself, deliberately tripping while walking, and intentionally cursing her. Finally, after realizing that his behavior was increasingly alienating the steward's daughter from him, Qian Xiuyi went all out and went directly to his father to have that person sent away.

From childhood, Qian Xiuyi had always harbored the ambition to take everything from Qian Xiuyai, and Gan Xiaobei was no exception. This wasn't to say that Gan Xiaobei had any relationship with Qian Xiuyai, but everyone in the school knew that Gan Xiaobei liked Qian Xiuyai—crazy liking. She would bring him little things every day, food, drinks, toys, all things she thought were good. Although Qian Xiuyai didn't care for them, Gan Xiaobei's actions still touched many people.

Gan Xiaobei likes Qian Xiuyan but not him, and Qian Xiuyi's jealousy has long been brewing. In his mind, he and Qian Xiuyan look exactly alike, and Gan Xiaobei's behavior is tantamount to rejecting him, which his pride can't bear. Qian Xiuyan once saw Qian Xiuyi extend an olive branch to Gan Xiaobei, only to be rejected without hesitation.

Now that Gan Xiaobei has been arrested, this is a perfect opportunity for a hero to save the beauty. Throughout history, most stories and folk tales have featured the theme of a hero saving a beauty, a topic that never gets old. It seems that after every hero saves a beauty, the beauty will repay him with her body. Qian Xiuyai doesn't believe in this, but Qian Xiuyi might.

After Qian Xiuya's prompting, Kou Huai understood the reason and smiled helplessly: "Then, regarding Gan Xiaobei's matter, will you save her or not, Da Qian?"

"You said she's fine, why should I save her?" Besides, with such a ready-made bait, why would I bother to remove her?

"Let's wait and see how things develop. I have my own plans."