(Quick Transmigration) Small Cannon Fodder Has Great Power

Gu Yunyun, dressed in her home clothes and wearing fluffy bunny-ear slippers, was eating the pastries that Zhang Ma had just made in the living room while flipping through the books she had borrowed from Yao Yulang's study.

Aunt Zhang brought over a plate of freshly baked egg tarts, and Gu Yunyun said sweetly, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang! Your Western pastries are so delicious!"

After arriving here, Gu Yunyun got along well with the servants at the villa. Looking at Gu Yunyun's endearing appearance, Zhang Ma's motherly heart softened. "Miss Yunyun, don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat anything later."

"Mmm, I'll have a little more." She chuckled and grabbed another pastry.

Fang Hui should be here soon. Gu Yunyun thought to herself as she ate; she had been waiting here all morning.

Speak of the devil, and he appears; Gu Yunyun, who had been waiting patiently all morning, finally got her rabbit.

Seeing the housekeeper leading a guest over, she stood up, holding a book in one hand and a half-eaten snack in the other, seemingly trying to avoid the visitor as usual. But when she saw who the guest was, she stopped in her tracks, a look of surprise on her face.

"Fang Hui?"

Fang Hui was following the housekeeper into the living room when she suddenly heard a girl's voice calling her name. She looked up in surprise, but before she could speak, the girl's voice, filled with confusion, rang out again.

"How did you know I lived here?" Gu Yunyun asked preemptively. "Are you here to see me?"

“…Gu Yunyun?” Fang Hui opened her mouth, wanting to ask what you were doing here, but suddenly she remembered what Bai Qian had said at the newspaper office that Yao Yulang was already married. A ridiculous guess came to her mind, after all, she had never heard of Mr. Yao having a sister, and besides, she didn’t even have the surname Yao.

Fang Hui's lips moved slightly, like a stranded fish, her voice a little dry, "I'm here to see Mr. Yao. Are you Mr. Yao's...?"

Gu Yunyun then looked as if she had just realized something, appearing somewhat flustered. She avoided Fang Hui's question, saying, "Ah... I'll go and call him down for you." With that, she slipped on her bunny slippers and dashed upstairs.

Gu Yunyun ran to the door of Yao Yulang's study, composed herself, and knocked.

"Please come in."

Gu Yunyun walked in with her head down like a child who had done something wrong, and stopped a considerable distance away from Yao Yulang. "Mr. Yao, there is a guest downstairs looking for you."

She glanced at him quickly, thinking she was being discreet, her guilty look impossible to miss, and said, "He's a classmate from my school."

Yao Yulang found her appearance amusing, but also worried about what was wrong with her. "Why do you look so listless?"

Gu Yunyun pursed her lips, looking even more dejected. "When I saw an acquaintance, my first thought was that she was looking for me, so I started talking to her..." she said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yao, I didn't mean to..."

After hearing this, Yao Yulang's relaxed expression vanished. He frowned, stood up, and walked to Gu Yunyun. He was puzzled and felt a strange sense of frustration. "What's there to apologize for?"

Gu Yunyun looked up at him cautiously, "Didn't you say you didn't want others to know that the two of us are..."

Yao Yulang exhaled a breath of stale air, wanting to explain something but suddenly not knowing what to say.

He paced back and forth a few steps in front of Gu Yunyun, looking somewhat conflicted and anxious. He turned back to her and said solemnly, "I don't think there's anything shameful about our nominal marriage. Although I haven't deliberately publicized it, there's no need for me to hide it like a thief. You don't need to be so careful, and there's no need for you to apologize. Do you understand?"

Gu Yunyun glanced at his expression and nodded weakly. But in her heart, she thought, "If I hadn't pushed you this far, would you have said something like that?"

"I'm such a clever little devil," Gu Yunyun boasted to the system.

"You're such a drama queen." The system munched on popcorn with relish.

Yao Yulang felt a little relieved of the unknown emotions in his heart. He raised his hand to touch Gu Yunyun's head and said in a gentle voice with a hint of comfort, "Since it's your classmate who's here, let's go down together?"

"Ah."

Yao Yulang, with a gentlemanly air, gently put his arm around Gu Yunyun as they descended the stairs.

Fang Hui looked up at Mr. Yao, a handsome and wealthy man she had only ever seen in newspapers, carefully protecting a woman who was also her classmate from school. She couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart. A polite smile curved her lips, and she heard a thousand emotions churning within her as she uttered a single sentence: "Why not me?"

"Hello Mr. Yao, my name is Fang Hui. I was introduced here by senior student Bai Qian," Fang Hui said warmly and generously.

"Hello, please have a seat." Yao Yulang led Gu Yunyun to sit on the main sofa.

Fang Hui sat on a single sofa on one side. "I've heard so much about you. You're an outstanding graduate that's often mentioned in our school. May I call you Senior Yao?"

Yao Yulang smiled politely and said, "Of course."

Fang Hui then said some more witty and polite things, but Yao Yulang listened somewhat absentmindedly.

The image of Gu Yunyun looking aggrieved was still vivid in Yao Yulang's mind. Now, ever since he met Gu Yunyun's classmate, this girl had been focusing all her attention on him, not giving Gu Yunyun, her classmate, even a second glance, as if Gu Yunyun didn't exist. This realization made Yao Yulang quite unhappy.

"I heard from Yunyun that you two are classmates?" Although Yao Yulang was speaking to Fang Hui, he looked at Gu Yunyun as if he were asking her a question.

Fang Hui quickly chimed in, "Yes, I was quite startled when I first saw Yunyun. May I ask, is Yunyun your...?"

"She is my wife," Yao Yulang answered frankly. Only after saying it did he realize that the words did not make him feel as bad as he had imagined; on the contrary, they made him feel a little bit of joy that he did not want to think about.

Fang Hui's expression froze for a moment, then she scolded Gu Yunyun in a seemingly affectionate manner, "Yunyun, really, how come you've never told us this before?"

"I heard from Bai Qian that Fang is a student council member at school? In the publicity department, right?" Yao Yulang casually changed the subject.

"Yes, I am truly flattered that Senior Yao could remember such a small thing about me."

"So, for events like charity performances, are you the one who contacts the guests?" Yao Yulang wasn't interested in saying more; this was already a subtle way of asking Fang Hui to quickly give him the invitation so as to end the pointless conversation.

Fang Hui didn't catch the implication and was still trying to talk to Yao Yulang a bit more. "Haha, this is an opportunity I fought for. I want to practice more." She blinked. "I also want to take this chance to meet the legendary Senior Yao. Senior Yao is my idol!"

Yao Yulang smiled but didn't respond much to Fang Hui's words. "I will attend the charity performance. Thank you for making this special trip, Fang." He was more direct in his statement.

Seeing that Yao Yulang had no intention of chatting any longer, Fang Hui handed him the invitation with some disappointment. Indeed, it was only because of Bai Qian's senior that this well-known, wealthy, and promising young businessman from Shanghai would take the time to meet an ordinary student.

But she couldn't help but steal a glance at Gu Yunyun. Gu Yunyun sat quietly next to Yao Xuechang, which made Fang Hui feel even worse.

The two said their goodbyes politely. As Fang Hui was leaving the door, she glanced back and saw Yao Yulang talking to Gu Yunyun with his head down. Looking at the two of them standing together, chatting intimately, Fang Hui felt a vague sense of resentment, as if her own fate had been stolen by someone else.

This beautiful picture of the two women was imprinted in Fang Hui's heart. Gu Yunyun's face in the picture gradually became hers. In the magnificent living room of the Yao family, she listened to Mr. Yao's soft voice, as if it were real and dreamlike.

As the door closed, Gu Yunyun looked in the direction Fang Hui had left, feeling a sense of relief as if she had completed another task.

Her performance today made Yao Yulang take their relationship seriously, even if it was only in name. At least he took the initiative to admit it himself.

Fang Hui has now clearly heard Yao Yulang admit his relationship with Gu Yunyun. She should think carefully before trying to get involved in Yao Yulang's "loveless" marriage again.

In her previous life, the princess had just entered the Yao family when Yao Yulang sent her to a small villa. He never acknowledged her, so Fang Hui could pretend not to know.

Nowadays, if someone knowingly interferes in a marriage where the man has a family, even though arranged marriages are not accepted by young people, interfering in someone else's marriage, even an arranged one, will still be criticized. Moreover, if the original spouse is her classmate, it is even more despicable.

Gu Yunyun walked back to her room in a cheerful mood and stretched comfortably.

Now I can focus on preparing for the sword dance performance!

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On the other hand, Fang Hui put in even more effort to perform the short drama well, and even during her dinner breaks at home in the evening, she couldn't help but take out the script and recite her lines.

"Eat your food properly and stop reading." Mrs. Fang put the rice bowls on the table and handed one to Fang Hui.

Mr. Fang was already troubled, and upon seeing this scene, he slammed his chopsticks on the table. "I told you long ago, what's the use of a girl going to school? She's cost me a fortune, and I don't even know if she'll make it back after she gets married. Is she so stupid from studying that she can't even eat properly? Is this how your teachers taught you manners?!"

Mrs. Fang remained silent and timid. Fang Hui's suppressed resentment surged up all at once. She stood up abruptly, the chair slid across the floor with a creaking sound, and ran back to her room.

Mrs. Fang saw that her daughter was not eating and wanted to persuade her, but hearing Mr. Fang's increasingly agitated cursing, she hesitated and did not dare to move.

Fang Hui ran straight back to her room, slammed the door shut, and collapsed onto the bed. Her face fell onto the pillow without her feeling any pain. She lay there motionless, face down, until the pillowcase in front of her gradually became wet.

She gritted her teeth, wanting to tear everything in front of her, to rip apart this wretched family, and to tear apart Gu Yunyun's face, which she had found dazzlingly bright from the first time she saw it.

She sat bolt upright, grabbed the script she had just tossed aside, and stared intently at it, forcing herself to read. Her mind raced with a maniacal intensity, repeating to herself, "Mr. Yao will come that day, Mr. Yao will come that day..."