Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Chi Xing understood what was going on and took Qiao Yu'an's hand as they went upstairs via the side stairs.

Upstairs, there were rooms for guests to rest. Qiao Yu'an went to the room prepared for Chi Xing.

Akahoshi didn't go in, but was soon called away by someone.

Seeing that no one was at the door, Zhou Sihan walked over, opened the door with the spare key, and went inside.

The room was completely dark. According to Zhou Sihan and Qiao Ting's plan, Qiao Yu'an should have already been drugged and urgently needed someone to help him.

Sure enough, Zhou Sihan took two steps toward the bedside, and a warm body pounced on him.

"Qiao..."

Before Zhou Sihan could finish speaking, his mouth was sealed by a soft object, the impatient tone obvious.

"Baby, don't worry..."

Zhou Sihan raised the corners of his mouth and laughed triumphantly. He had originally wanted to turn on the light to see the beauty, but now he was so captivated that he forgot everything else.

In the next room, Qiao Yu'an sat on Chi Xing's lap, letting him take whatever he wanted.

"Alright, we still have to watch the show later."

Qiao Yu'an pulled away from Chi Xing's lips and rubbed his nose against Chi Xing's nose, face to face.

His breath reeked of alcohol.

Chi Xing hugged Qiao Yu'an's lean waist, wishing this place was home.

He didn't want Qiao Yu'an to suffer any injustice, so naturally he wouldn't do anything with him in a place like this.

Qiao Yu'an thought back to what had just happened. Zhou Sihan should have been watching them enter the room together, so why did he feel like he was in the next room?

Thinking about it, he asked the question.

Akahoshi chuckled and said, "Well, he was probably a bit tipsy. Actually, there was something added to his drink, so he probably misread it."

Qiao Yu'an, slightly tipsy, looked at Chi Xing with a dazed expression, feeling her mind a bit muddled: "Really?"

Akahoshi kissed his lips and mumbled, "That must be it, Ayu, don't you believe me?"

"Uh, I believe you." Qiao Yu'an felt dizzy and couldn't think of anything else, so she could only snuggle in Chi Xing's arms and close her eyes.

Chi Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't very well say that he had used some divine power to let Zhou Sihan see "Qiao Yu'an" enter that room and that "Chi Xing" had been called away.

If he said that, Qiao Yu'an might be frightened, since there's no such thing as ghosts or gods in this world.

250 spoke up promptly: "Besides, if you use divine power and the Heavenly Dao discovers it, you might be struck by lightning."

Although Chi Xing is the crown prince of the demon race, he cannot break the rules, so he cannot use divine power to be discovered by the Heavenly Dao.

Akahoshi: [Don't worry, he wouldn't dare.]

Chi Xing didn't know who the Heavenly Dao was here, but he knew who he was. He was a spoiled brat in the Heavenly Realm, so it was normal for him to beat the Heavenly Dao to tears.

250 didn't dare to speak; it was in the next room, live-streaming.

The little black cat crouched in the darkness, its paws straining to hold up a mini camera and film the bed.

How could Chixing allow such a disgusting scene to taint Qiao Yu'an's eyes?

So, they let Qiao Yu'an fall asleep, and then sent 250 to the next room to do a live stream.

This wasn't a celebrity, and Akahoshi didn't intend to make a scene; he simply had 250 display the content on the large screen in the center of the banquet hall.

Given the possibility of minors present, 250 thoughtfully blurred out the sensitive areas, but in short, everything that needs to be seen will be seen.

Akahoshi knew without a doubt how interesting the expressions on the faces of the people downstairs were.

As expected, the banquet hall on the first floor was in an uproar. Everyone came out to watch the big screen, which showed not only images but also sound.

Mrs. Qiao saw the faces of the two people still engaged in passionate lovemaking. She screamed and ordered the large screen to be turned off.

The butler tried hard to turn it off at the control panel, but he couldn't. He had almost worn out the buttons.

This large screen was originally used to display Qiao Fang's daily photos and birthday videos.

Unexpectedly, it turned into an exclusive broadcast featuring Qiao Ting and Zhou Sihan.

And no one could stop any of this.

Even the waiter who went upstairs to look for the two men said he couldn't find them and didn't know which room they were in.

Qiao Fang wished he could cover everyone's eyes. This was his birthday banquet; how could Qiao Ting dare to do that?

"This must be a setup. My Tingting would never do such a thing." Mrs. Qiao went berserk and smashed the cup in her hand at the big screen.

Unfortunately, the screen was too high, and not only did she avoid being hit, her beautiful and elegant dress was also stained with red wine.

The former noblewoman suddenly became a shrew, and people around her automatically kept their distance from her, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.

But the discussions that needed to be held were still taking place quietly.

"That's a member of the Zhou family? My God, I never expected Qiao Ting to be with him."

"Didn't they say that Qiao Ting likes Akahoshi? What about Akahoshi? What did he say?" Some of the young people started gossiping.

His friend looked disapproving: "What do you mean, 'how so'? Akahoshi has never said he likes him, has he? Don't drag Akahoshi into this. If he hears this, you'll be in big trouble."

The man belatedly realized what was happening, looked around, and thankfully Chixing wasn't there; it wouldn't have been good if he had overheard.

The Chi family is extremely protective of their own; even casual remarks are unacceptable, and he only dares to talk about it behind their backs.

Some of the ladies couldn't help but ask, "Didn't the Qiao family look down on the Zhou family the most? What's wrong with these two?"

The woman next to her turned away from the screen, looking at it with disdain, and said, "Who knows? Just because Mrs. Qiao says she doesn't like it doesn't mean her son doesn't."

"That's true. I heard that's not his biological son. He's easily swayed, probably afraid of being sent back to the countryside, right?"

“I just saw the real young master. That’s what a young master should be like. He’s nothing like Qiao Ting, who’s so petty.”

Some socialites had long disliked Qiao Ting's pretentious manner. A grown man acting like a woman all day long, seemingly weak but actually incredibly fake, yet some men actually liked him.

Most people present were just watching the show, adopting a "not my problem" attitude, though some might be willing to take a jab at the Qiao family.

Qiao Fang, who valued profit and face above all else, finally lost his temper. He was so angry he could hardly breathe, but he still had to grit his teeth and shout at the guests:

"Everyone, I have some things to take care of at home, so I won't stay any longer. Let's get together another day."

This was clearly a way of telling people to leave. The crowd wasn't oblivious; they were just watching the show, but they couldn't actually embarrass anyone.

They all said goodbye to Qiao Fang and then left in a hurry.

At this moment, Chi Xing helped Qiao Yu'an downstairs. Qiao Yu'an was already somewhat awake. As soon as she got downstairs, she heard strange noises and instinctively looked at the big screen behind her.

Before he could turn his head, Akahoshi grabbed him, pressed his head down with a large hand, and said with a laugh, "Be good, don't look, it'll dirty your eyes."

Qiao Yu'an nodded groggily: "Okay, I won't look. Let's go home, Xingxing, let's go home."

He hadn't drunk much, but the aftereffects of the liquor were strong, and Qiao Yu'an never expected that he would ever get drunk.