Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Once they reached a secluded spot, Zhou Siyu finally relaxed.

"What are you afraid of?" Akahoshi rubbed his head to comfort him.

Zhou Siyu glanced at the doorway and whispered, "Many people are looking at me. I find it strange."

In the past, Zhou Siyu never went out except to perform operas; it wasn't always like this.

Instead, every time he went out, people would look at him with strange eyes. The women would scold him, and the men would say strange things. In short, their eyes were mostly filled with contempt.

Zhou Siyu didn't think it was anyone else's problem; he only felt that he was too strange, which made others dislike him.

"No, that's not strange. You're fine. Didn't you just look in the mirror? Tell me, what's strange about you?"

Zhou Siyu couldn't answer Chi Xing's question, so he could only sit there and think.

He didn't even notice when the waiter came to take his order. It wasn't until all the dishes were served that he looked at Akahoshi and said seriously, "It doesn't seem that strange."

Chixing nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ayu is normal. In fact, Ayu can sing opera and make money. She is better than others."

If others praised his opera singing, Zhou Siyu would only be secretly happy, but this time it was Xingxing who praised him.

Zhou Siyu's face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head and whispered, "Well, it's not that amazing."

In his heart, Xingxing was the most powerful. It was said that Xingxing could fight in wars, had a gun, and had a lot of money.

"Eat first." Akahoshi pushed the bowl in front of him and even put a piece of food on his plate.

Zhou Siyu was already hungry, and his stomach was growling, but he was used to being hungry.

Then I remembered that Akahoshi had said that you should eat when you're hungry, and you can't stay hungry forever.

He lowered his head and held the bowl, shoveling rice into his mouth. It was rice, rice that tasted much better than rice water, and Zhou Siyu didn't want to leave a single grain.

"Eat slowly, don't rush," Akahoshi said, placing the soup in front of him again.

Zhou Siyu was very obedient and slowed down her eating.

The dishes at the teahouse were rather bland, and Chixing didn't order any spicy dishes. Instead, he started serving Zhou Siyu different dishes one by one.

Zhou Siyu wasn't someone who didn't know how to read people's expressions. Before, no one taught him, but now he didn't need to be taught. Seeing Chixing helping him pick up food, Zhou Siyu also picked up the serving chopsticks next to him and put a piece of what he thought was the best dish on Chixing's plate.

Akahoshi looked over, and said somewhat shyly, "This is delicious, you should have some too."

"Okay, thank you, Ayu." Akahoshi was happy.

He can't rely on his wife for the rest of his life, but she is very obedient, and he is very content with that.

After finishing her meal, Zhou Siyu couldn't help but let out a burp, then quickly covered her mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to be so vulgar in front of Akahoshi, and he didn't know if Akahoshi would find him disgusting.

Looking up, he saw Chi Xing smiling at him, and his chest began to pound violently again. Zhou Siyu slowly raised his hand to cover it.

"Hmm? Not feeling well?" Akahoshi's smile froze.

Zhou Siyu shook her head and said, "It's just that when I see you smile, it feels like this place is about to jump out."

Akahoshi's expression shifted, and she said seriously, "Really? Let me see what's going on?"

As he spoke, he walked to Zhou Siyu's side and placed his large hand on his chest.

Zhou Siyu's heart was pounding, and even her ears turned red.

He reached out to pry Akahoshi's hand away, stammering, "No, no need to look, okay, okay."

"Really? It feels worse to me."

Zhou Siyu inexplicably felt that she should scold Chi Xing at this moment, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only utter two words: "Alright."

Seeing that his eyes were red from holding back his anger, Akahoshi chuckled softly.

Afraid of really getting angry, Akahoshi didn't dare tease him anymore, and bent her long legs to sit down in the chair next to him.

"No laughing allowed." Zhou Siyu started daring to joke with him.

Seeing that Chixing wasn't angry, Zhou Siyu reached out to cover Chixing's smiling mouth.

Akashi looked down at him and placed a kiss on his warm palm.

Instead of silencing Akahoshi, Zhou Siyu felt the warmth of his palm: ...

"You, you, how could you..."

He didn't know what to say to express the strangeness towards him; only one word came to mind: shameless.

But this is Akahoshi. What if he gets angry if I scold him like this?

Zhou Siyu quickly withdrew his hand and stopped looking at Chi Xing, afraid that he would lose his temper and start cursing at any moment.

Akahoshi thought he was angry, so she bent down to meet his gaze: "Are you angry?"

He liked seeing Zhou Siyu's lively expressions; she seemed so vibrant. He always felt that Zhou Siyu should be cheerful and outgoing.

"No, don't be angry."

Zhou Siyu spoke very softly for the last sentence, but Chixing still heard it.

"I won't be angry. You're mine. You can be happy as you please, or you can be angry for no reason. I'll always make up with you."

Zhou Siyu had never heard of such words before, and yet she was angry for no reason? And she even tried to coax him?

"why?"

Why is Akahoshi so good to him? Akahoshi isn't his parents.

Akahoshi pinched his cheek: "Because I like you, as long as it's you, I'll always coax you."

"like?"

Upon hearing this word, which was both strange and familiar, Zhou Siyu fell into thought again.

He heard from others that the audience liked his opera performances, Boss Li liked money, and that little maid, Ah Xiang, liked the thug Xiao Zhang at the door...

Now there's another one: Akahoshi says he likes himself.

So what kind of liking is this?

Zhou Siyu couldn't understand it, but it seemed that he also liked Chixing, not the same kind of liking as Xiaohuangyu, and certainly not the same kind of liking as liking him for fighting.

Then there's only one possibility: Ah Xiang likes Xiao Zhang.

Zhou Siyu regretted not talking to A Xiang more often, otherwise she would have known if it was true that she liked him.

Chi Xing didn't disturb him. He now more or less understood why Zhou Siyu would stop and daydream from time to time.

Whenever Zhou Siyu encounters something he hasn't experienced before, he stops and stares blankly, no wonder people call him a little fool.

But looking at his dazed expression, Akahoshi found him incredibly cute. How could he be a little fool? He was clearly an angel.

Once he came to his senses, Akahoshi led him away from the teahouse.

When I returned to the Chi Mansion, I heard the lively sounds of mahjong being played in the living room, along with a familiar male voice.

"Mom, I've only just gotten back. It's too hasty to talk about getting married."

250: [It's Chi Xun. In the original storyline, he really liked Zhou Siyu.]

Akahoshi paused, and then a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked out.

The man nearly collided with Akahoshi. He stopped and, upon recognizing Akahoshi, immediately smiled, "Big brother, you're back? I brought you a gift."

Chixing glanced at him; he looked somewhat like Commander Chi, but more like the second concubine.

He nodded and was about to lead Zhou Siyu upstairs when he saw Chi Xun staring intently at Zhou Siyu.