Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

This time, without the influence of performance-enhancing drugs, Su Jingchen slowly savored everything about Leng Yuexing.

It was as if he wanted to memorize every part of Leng Yuexing's body.

Leng Yuexing hadn't expected that being too slow and gentle wouldn't bring satisfaction, but rather a desire for more.

He was like a small boat in a storm, drifting with the waves, enduring the gentle or explosive blows of the rain.

As the first warm rays of morning sunlight streamed in, Leng Yuexing opened her eyes.

He saw his reflection in the glass; it looked as if he had been fighting all night.

The color of his skin was so shocking that he couldn't bear to look at it.

Su Jingchen gently touched it and asked with some concern, "Does it hurt?"

Leng Yuexing shook his head. It looked scary, but that was because his skin was too sensitive and too fair. Even a light press would leave a red mark, so it didn't hurt him.

Su Jingchen felt somewhat guilty, realizing he had been too rough and would be more gentle next time.

Leng Yuexing had no idea what Su Jingchen was thinking at that moment; if she did, he would probably clench his fists in protest.

It was past breakfast time, so Su Jingchen called the butler and asked him to bring some more lavish breakfast to Leng Yuexing.

During the past few days, when Leng Yuexing hadn't left his room, the housekeeper had been bringing him food, so he had gotten used to it.

I was only slightly surprised when I first saw the butler's appearance; after that, I just treated it as normal.

After all, once you get used to it, the butler's appearance just seems like a special kind of costume.

After breakfast, Leng Yuexing left the observation deck and headed towards the villa, intending to tell the manor owner the truth.

As for the estate owner's wife, he would let her choose whether or not to know the truth.

As Leng Yuexing entered the villa, he saw Zhao Ping and Chen Shaoyan waiting for him at the door.

Zhao Ping glared at Leng Yuexing with resentment, his eyes blazing with fury. He growled in a low voice, "Leng Yuexing, was it you who sent me flying yesterday?"

Leng Yuexing's path was blocked. She heard his question but didn't want to pay him any attention.

He gave Zhao Ping a cold look, then tried to walk past him.

But Zhao Ping stretched out his arm and blocked him again, saying angrily, "Then answer me!"

Leng Yuexing, who was already grumpy when she woke up in the morning, slowly said, word by word, "So what if it is? Do you want to try again?"

Zhao Ping was like a duck whose neck had been grabbed, and he couldn't say a word for a moment.

His chest, which he injured yesterday, still aches slightly, and he really doesn't want to go through it again.

He hadn't expected that Leng Yuexing would become a completely different person after arriving in this instance.

It's completely different from before; it's become harder to handle.

Zhao Ping pursed his lips, not daring to look into Leng Yuexing's frosty eyes.

Leng Yuexing usually appears lazy, but you can actually sense that his aura is extremely terrifying.

Even someone who had experienced dozens of dungeons couldn't withstand the sudden chilling aura emanating from him.

Seeing that Zhao Ping was unable to lift his head after Leng Yuexing's words, Chen Shaoyan stepped forward and said, "Yuexing, now is not the time to talk about these things. Do you know that Qian Duoduo died last night?"

"His appearance doesn't suggest he was killed by a ghost; it's more like he was wiped out by a doomsday game!"

Chen Shaoyan thought of Qian Duoduo, who had been split in two, and felt his legs start to tremble.

Having experienced so many worlds and seen countless dead people, he still felt that the corpses of players wiped out by the apocalypse game were the most terrifying.

"To be wiped out by the doomsday game?" Leng Yuexing murmured.

Leng Yuexing originally thought that even if she had violated the taboos of the manor owner and his wife, it would at most be a game of wits.

However, they did not expect that in a very serious situation, they would be directly wiped out by the apocalypse game.

It seems he will have to be careful from now on, even though Su Jingchen has decided to let him participate in the ghost marriage as the bride.

However, this does not mean that the approval of the manor owner and his wife is not needed. He remembered the rules of the game, which required the approval of all three parties.

After thinking it over, he quickened his pace, intending to tell the manor owner the truth today.

Leng Yuexing had no idea that Zhao Ping and Chen Shaoyan would stick to him like glue, following him wherever he went.

Su Jingchen, who was standing next to Leng Yuexing, was about to make a move when Leng Yuexing stopped him.

Leng Yuexing stopped and turned to look at Zhao Ping and Chen Shaoyan, saying, "Are you sure you want to follow me like this?"

“We’re teammates, so naturally we should act together,” Chen Shaoyan said when he saw that Zhao Ping didn’t speak.

Leng Yuexing nodded with a cold laugh upon hearing this, "Since you want to follow, you'd better be able to keep up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Yuexing used the Swiftness Talisman from her item bag and instantly disappeared from their sight.

By the time the two realized what was happening and tried to take out the speed talismans from their backpacks, Leng Yuexing was already nowhere to be seen.

Not knowing where Leng Yuexing had gone, the two could only search for him aimlessly in the villa.

Leng Yuexing used a speed talisman to instantly arrive at the manor lord's study.

He learned from Su Jingchen that the manor owner was currently in his study.

He knocked gently on the door, and after the manor owner said "please come in," he opened the door and went inside.

Su Jingchen did not follow Leng Yuexing inside. He stood outside the door waiting for her, listening to the sounds coming from the study.

When the manor owner looked up and saw Leng Yuexing, he put down the pen he was holding, sat up straight, and asked, "What do you want?"

Looking at the serious manor owner, Leng Yuexing realized that Su Jingchen was nothing like him.

Perhaps Su Jingchen is more like his mother, possessing aristocratic elegance.

Leng Yuexing took out the paternity test report that Su Jingchen had given her from her pocket and placed it on the table in front of the manor owner.

“This is a genuine paternity test report, while the one you have is fake,” Leng Yuexing said earnestly to the manor owner.

The manor owner picked up the paternity test report that Leng Yuexing had given him, and then compared it with the one in his hand. He found that the one in his hand was indeed a forgery.

The real paternity test report states that "the two individuals have a biological parent-child relationship."

A biological parent-child relationship exists.

The manor owner read those words several times, and after confirming that he hadn't misread them, he turned pale and slumped into his chair as if all his strength had left him.

Then he instantly stood up from his seat, transformed into a strange shape, and teleported to Leng Yuexing's side, roaring at him, "Tell me! Where did you find this?!"

At this moment, the manor owner was no longer the calm man he usually was; he had become a strange and terrifying figure.

After asking Leng Yuexing, two lines of bloody tears appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Leng Yuexing did not find the manor owner terrifying, but only felt that he was both infuriating and pitiful.

He sighed and said, "I got it from the butler."