Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Since coming to Liang Qinghe's side, Yang Shuntian has been learning to take care of people and also learning to cook. He even cooked all the meals on the day Liang Qinghe was discharged from the hospital.

A large table was set up. Chi Xing took a bite of the meat and finally understood why Liang Qinghe hadn't allowed them to hire a cook. This Yang Shuntian was quite capable.

"You two college students should eat more; studying is too mentally taxing."

He placed the meat dishes in front of Chi Xing and the other man, and the light dishes in front of Liang Qinghe.

"Brother Qinghe, you should eat light meals. I'll cook you a Manchu Han Imperial Feast when you get better."

This didn't sound like a joke. Liang Qinghe smiled and said, "Then I'm in for a treat. I've never had this before."

"I saw someone teaching this online, and I'm sure I'll study it carefully."

Liang Qinghe wasn't a bedridden patient, and Yang Shuntian's job was more like that of a nanny and bodyguard than a caregiver, which made him feel that his life was leisurely.

Since he had nothing better to do, Yang Shuntian started researching food. He always felt guilty about not being able to justify his monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, so he learned many useful skills.

250: [Huo Jingchen and Lu Xiao are divorced, and he wants to pursue Liang Qinghe again.]

[When did this happen?] Akahoshi despises this kind of person.

Seeing that Liang Qinghe's life was getting better, what's the meaning of him coming back to bother him?

250: [Just came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Lu Xiao has a wild strategy system on him; those doctors and nurses who wanted to harm Liang Qinghe were all bribed by Lu Xiao.]

Chi Xing's gaze fell on Yang Shuntian, who kept putting food on Liang Qinghe's plate, and she picked up her chopsticks to put meat on Liang Yuchen's plate.

After the meal, Yang Shuntian pushed Liang Qinghe, who was still in a wheelchair, downstairs for a walk. He was in poor health and needed to walk less.

250 Question: [Huo Jingchen should be arriving soon, why did His Highness still send Liang Qinghe down? Aren't you afraid something might happen?]

A wicked smile gleamed in Akahashi's eyes as he stood on the balcony watching the children running and jumping below.

No, there are bodyguards following us downstairs.

Besides, he wanted to see what a scumbag really looked like, and how he would excuse himself.

"What are you looking at?"

Liang Yucheng walked to his side, holding a telescope in her hand. This equipment was even more professional than that of Chixing.

Akahoshi's heart skipped a beat. Did he know something?

Then Liang Yucheng said with a smile, "Dad hasn't laughed this happily in a long time. It's all thanks to you for finding Shuntian for Dad."

Yang Shuntian called Liang Qinghe "brother," but Liang Yucheng didn't want to call him "uncle." Calling him "brother" would put him on the same level as his father, so he simply called him by his name.

It wasn't enough to just know something; Akahoshi took his binoculars down and put the newly fitted glasses on him.

"You're just nearsighted; you should wear glasses."

After putting on his glasses, Liang Yucheng carefully took two steps back, afraid that the glasses might accidentally fall off the building.

He pushed up his glasses and said, "I'm not used to it yet, but once I put them on, the whole world becomes clear."

Chi Xing is not nearsighted. As a dragon, he can see very far, such as the Rolls-Royce driving in the distance. Who else could the man sitting inside be but Huo Jingchen?

The show is about to begin.

He asked cautiously, "Ayu, what if one day, Dad says he'll find you a father..."

Liang Yucheng raised her hand to cover his mouth, looked at him seriously and said:

"Don't mention this in front of Dad. He... he won't look for someone else." The voice carried a hint of melancholy.

Akahoshi felt sorry for Ayu, but some things cannot be kept in her heart forever, becoming thorns that will always exist in her future life.

As long as this thorn remains, it means you're punishing yourself for the rest of your life because of others.

"Hmm, but what if that person comes looking for us?" Akahoshi didn't want Ayu to be kept in the dark.

"What? You, what do you know?"

"Star, can you tell me? I'm not a child anymore."

When that person left, he was just a seven-year-old child who couldn't do anything. But now, he's grown up and can protect his father.

Akahoshi rubbed his head: "That person got divorced and wants to go back to your father."

Liang Yucheng's expression changed drastically: "No, he, Xingxing, he's not a good person, he'll harm Dad."

Just then, the luxury car entered the residential area. Liang Yucheng suddenly remembered something and hurriedly tried to go downstairs.

Chi Xing grabbed him and said gently, "Don't rush, listen to me. They need to resolve their own issues. Ayu, don't you trust your uncle?"

Do you think your uncle will soften and get back together with him?

Liang Yucheng shook her head: "No, Dad didn't want him back then either."

“Then let’s wait and see. Your father’s heart disease is cured, but his mental illness also needs to be treated.” Chixing pulled him back.

The image of his father silently shedding tears flashed through Liang Yucheng's mind. Many times, when he was asleep, his father would wake up from his dream and then hug him and cry.

He couldn't help but act like this even when he was around, so what about when he goes to school and his father faces the home that bears the marks of their lives alone?

Liang Yucheng thought that if it were him, he would also be very sad and perhaps never be able to let go.

The fact that luxury cars could enter proves that Huo Jingchen already knew about their affair, bought a house in the community, and could walk in openly and legitimately.

Under the pavilion, the man in the wheelchair was pale, still wearing a white shirt, but he was thin and looked sickly.

Huo Jingchen suppressed his inner pain and slowly approached, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

A man in a suit approached, and Liang Qinghe glanced at him. That one glance caused a sharp pain in his heart.

"Qinghe."

The voice was more composed than I remembered; the boy from back then had grown up.

Just as I had imagined, he was a well-dressed, big boss.

Stubbornly looking back, Liang Qinghe remained silent, as if asking: Is there something you need?

This aloof demeanor is just like when Huo Jingchen left back then; he doesn't care about his departure or his life.

Huo Jingchen knew that he cared a lot back then and that he would never forgive himself.

Huo Jingchen had so much to say to him, but at this moment it all choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak. He handed the flowers to Liang Qinghe, just like the boy who held a bunch of wildflowers back then, saying:

"For you."

However, this time Liang Qinghe didn't answer, but simply asked him, "Did you need something?"

Huo Jingchen was speechless. He placed the flowers on the stone table beside him and glanced at Liang Qinghe and the tall man behind him.

Liang Qinghe seemed not to understand, while Yang Shuntian looked like he was saying, "If you dare touch my boss, I'll beat you to death."

Huo Jingchen could only say, "Qinghe, I didn't mean to leave back then. I was out of my mind at the time. I didn't want to leave you at all."

"Qinghe, I know you've suffered a lot these past years. I want to make it up to you. Please give me a chance, okay? I love you so much, and that has never changed over the years, Qinghe..."

"Is this all you came here to say?" Liang Qinghe frowned, her gaze towards him filled with unfamiliarity.

That one glance made Huo Jingchen's heart flutter.