Dressed As a Cannon Fodder For the Rich and Powerful

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“Who are you?” Kang Qitao looked at the young man sitting in the wheelchair in front of him; his expression was calm, and his tone was stiff.

He had just finished blowing out the candles, and the cake hadn’t even been cut yet. All the guests were still there, but he was dragged here as if he had been kidnapped, so he’d inevitably be a little angry.

Xun Qian leaned on the wheelchair with a cold smile on his lips. “My name is Xun Qian.”

“Xun…” Kang Qitao was startled and swallowed back the last half of the word.

Although he had been in this circle for so many years and was considered a bigwig in the music industry, he really didn’t dare say much in front of Xun Qian, who was only twenty-six years old.

He subconsciously put his feet together, straightened his back, lowered his head slightly, and raised his eyes again to look at the young man in front of him quietly.

Is this the legendary Mr. Xun who controls half of S city’s wealth but is weak and might pass away at any time?

He didn’t expect that the real person would be so young and good-looking. The manga-stripping1Someone who looked like they came straight out of a manga. Thus the term manga-stripping man. handsome men who are highly touted on the Internet are nothing compared to him.

In fact, the light at night wasn’t very good. The street lamp shed mottled light and shadow on his face through the withered leaves of the sycamore tree, but it still highlighted a sharp outline and illuminated his flawless skin.

Mr. Xun, who never appears in public and few people see his true face, actually has an appearance so beautiful that it’s almost detached from the mortal world.

Kang Qitao admired in his heart, and at the same time, he looked away after just one glance. As notorious as Xun Qian’s overwhelming power were his ruthless style and tactics.

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Rumor has it that Xun Qian killed his own sister and father at the age of seven and then strangled his mother’s lover to death on a horse farm at the age of fifteen. If it weren’t for his young age and lack of evidence, such a person would have been convicted long ago.

Kang Qitao swallowed silently. He just sent an invitation to the big boss behind Orange Juice Entertainment as a courtesy, but he unexpectedly attracted this evil star.

The man in front of him was obviously so young, still half-paralyzed, and sickly, but he could invisibly give people overwhelming pressure.

People who can do this are nothing but devils.

“Hello, Third Master, you come to join me today…”

Xun Qian’s dark eyes swept over Kang Qitao, shining with an indifferent yet sharp light. “I’m here to find someone.”

Butler Cheng immediately stepped forward and said, “Mr. Qi came to attend your birthday banquet today, but now he’s missing. Out of respect for Mr. Kang, Third Master didn’t want to disturb the cheerful atmosphere of the birthday banquet, so he didn’t look for the person privately.”

Kang Qitao had a face full of astonishment. “Mr. Qi…Qi Xiaoyu?”

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As a person who had seen much of the world, he immediately suppressed his shock and said, “I was just talking to him. Third Master, wait a moment. I will go and ask if anyone has seen him.”

Kang Qitao didn’t even dare to let Xun Qian wait for one more minute. He immediately called for the butler. While pulling up the surveillance camera, he asked, “Mr. Qi is resting in the lounge opposite. He may have drunk too much. Do you want me to take you there, Third Master?”

“No need.” Xun Qian turned the wheelchair around. After moving half a step, he stopped again and turned his head to look at Kang Qitao. In the shadow of the tree, his side profile was as slender and delicate as if carved with a knife.

“I know that Mr. Kang has a huge reputation in the circle and has a wide range of connections. It’s just that in the future, when you do something, you have to be a little more careful.”

“Yes…thank you, Third Master, for today…”

Before he finished speaking, Xun Qian had already disappeared.

*****

Qi Xiaoyu opened his eyes, looking at the little light illuminated by his mobile phone and the deeper darkness around him.

It was as if he himself was the weak light, which was quickly swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

Dizziness, discomfort, and nausea

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He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, trying to pass the time slowly, but he fell into a circle of dreams again.

The dark shrine, stiff legs, sore and swollen knees, and tall and worn-out Buddha statues

The night in the countryside was so dark that four- or five-year-old Qi Xiaoyu couldn’t get up or walk out.

He shook his head twice, trying to concentrate on thinking about some happy things, such as his master and senior sister.

Master always has a straight face, and Senior Sister always smiles.

After thinking for a while, he thought of the way his senior sister had died—blood all over her body, sweat all over her face, her whole body deformed by the pain of difficult labor.

The dizziness got worse.

He shook his head again and suddenly thought of Xun Qian.

What kind of mood did Xun Qian, who had been staying in the darkness, feel? Would he be afraid? Would he be lonely?

Or, did he prefer to stay in the dark and not come out because he was misunderstood, felt guilty, and had no family…..?

“Qi Xiaoyu.”

A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Qi Xiaoyu thought he was overthinking and was hallucinating, but when he turned around, he saw a ray of light coming from the door. A thin figure was sitting in a wheelchair, in the center of the light, looking at him.

This situation was like that cold winter. In the middle of the night, an opera troupe passed by a dilapidated shrine. The troupe master, with a weathered face, pushed open the creaking door. A little girl as tall as his waist probed inside with a fire stick2, suddenly shining into the darkness. “Dad, do you think there’s a child over there?”

Qi Xiaoyu supported the sofa and stood up shakily. He swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty, “Xun Qian?”

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Xun Qian sat in the wheelchair and looked at him. He still looked cold and unbothered, but…

Qi Xiaoyu then asked, “Why are you here?”

Xun Qian looked at him quietly, his eyes quickly passing over his pale face and half-awake eyes. “Have you been drinking?”

Qi Xiaoyu pressed his lips together a few times. He never expected that Xun Qian would appear here. Out of 365 days a year, Xun Qian spent 360 days locked up in his bedroom, and the remaining 5 days were spent inspecting the properties under his name. How could he appear here?

Qi Xiaoyu thought that the one who came to open the door for him must be the servant of Kang Residence, or Xue Qingchu, who realized that he had disappeared, but he never thought that it could be Xun Qian.

He asked again, “Why are you here?”

Xun Qian lowered his eyes, seemingly careless, and with a bit of mockery, “Kang Qitao invited me; can’t I come?”

“Then why did you come here?”

Xun Qian’s long eyelashes drooped, as if Qi Xiaoyu were asking something clearly self-evident: “Isn’t this a public lounge?”

“oh.”

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head, feeling that something was wrong, but the alcohol and the hallucination just now made his brain turn much slower than usual.

“Is the party outside over?”

“Yeah.” When Xun Qian answered, he looked at Qi Xiaoyu more carefully than before and even saw the cold sweat on his forehead when he lowered his head.

He seemed to have considered it for so long, and then, as if it were a casual gesture, he stretched out his hand, palm upwards, and beckoned towards Qi Xiaoyu, “The party is over; go back with me.”

*****

The banquet outside had ended, and the guests each got into their own cars and went back.

Xue Qingchu stood outside the white Mercedes-Benz, looking around. “Where is Qi Xiaoyu? How come he was still there when the birthday song was sung, but now he’s gone?”

“Who knows? Maybe he went back first.” Taotao puffed warm air into her hands and stomped her foot.

Xue Qingchu frowned. “Did something happen to him? I saw Jiang Sicheng before, but then he disappeared too.”

“What could happen? He’s a grown man… Sister Qingqing, look over there; isn’t that Qi Xiaoyu?”

Xue Qingchu followed Taotao’s finger towards a sycamore tree at the far end.

There was a limited-edition Maybach parked there. A bodyguard in a black suit was holding the door. Qi Xiaoyu followed someone and bent down into the back seat.

Next to the Maybach, Kang Qitao and his butler watched them get into the car in a respectful manner.

Taotao was so shocked that she couldn’t close her gaping mouth. She usually gossiped with people on the set and had never heard of Qi Xiaoyu’s background. Star Entertainment is also just a small company. She never expected that he was actually working with Kang Qitao. No, no, no. Looking at that posture, his status seemed to be higher than that of Kang Qitao.

Taotao gulped a little. She’d always thought that Qi Xiaoyu was extremely poor, but she didn’t expect that he would be invited into the Maybach.

She and Xue Qingchu looked at each other in surprise.

Xue Qingchu was also taken aback. Who at today’s banquet deserved such humble treatment from Kang Qitao? And what was the relationship between Qi Xiaoyu and Kang Qitao?

But then her mind turned around to the fact that he was able to make the company’s senior management add him to the commercial. The manager of the sewing studio was courteous to him, and now that he’s in a Maybach…..

Xue Qingchu and Taotao both stared motionless at the Maybach until it passed quickly in front of their eyes. Through the half-open window, they could vaguely capture an almost perfect face.

Who are the people inside?

*****

During the hour and a half drive, the car was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Qi Xiaoyu frowned and leaned on the back of the seat, still not recovering from the previous discomfort.

Xun Qian seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed and didn’t say a word.

But this silence was different from the silence Xun Qian had in the car before. At least Butler Cheng’s heart, which had been hanging for a few days, finally relaxed. He also leaned back in his seat and almost fell asleep.

This kind of silence lasted until they returned to Xun’s house, back to Qi Xiaoyu’s room.

Qi Xiaoyu took off his coat and was about to unbutton his shirt when he turned around and realized Xun Qian was behind him.

Xun Qian raised his head and stared at Qi Xiaoyu, actually looking quite carefree. “Are you okay?”

Qi Xiaoyu pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable. He hadn’t shown his emotions like today in front of others: “I’m fine; I just drank a little too much.”

“Really?” Xun Qian smiled slightly while looking at Qi Xiaoyu’s still-white lips. He propped his head with his hand, as if he were teasing him, “You busy yourself; I’ll sit here for a while.”

After saying that, he sat there until Qi Xiaoyu changed clothes, took a shower, got into the quilt, and went to bed.

Xun Qian didn’t move. He thought of Qi Xiaoyu’s unscrupulous appearance in the casino, how well-behaved and smart Qi Xiaoyu was in front of him, and how his fingertips were trembling slightly in the dark lounge just now. His eyes were dimming slightly……

He sat there, watching Qi Xiaoyu’s nervousness slowly calm down, and then moved the button on the wheelchair. When he was about to leave the room, he turned back halfway and gently turned on a small nightlight at the end of the bed.

****

Qi Xiaoyu woke up later than usual the next day.

It’s almost nine o’clock, and the winter sun has already risen in the sky and shined through the glass.

He raised his head and looked at the chandelier that was shining brightly in the sun. What happened last night flashed past his eyes like a dream.

Night banquets in fine clothes, fine wines, and beauties…until Xun Qian appeared.

“Kang Qitao invited me; can’t I come?”

Qi Xiaoyu couldn’t help but laugh.

The nightlight above the bed still glowed in the golden sunlight, looking like a glowing tangerine.

He took a deep breath. As long as he wasn’t in a dark, confined space, his energy would always recover quickly, especially after a full sleep, and on such a bright winter day, all his energy would come back at once.

He got up, got dressed, ran downstairs, and rushed directly into the kitchen.

The butter and glutinous rice flour he bought on the winter solstice haven’t been used yet, so he can make some snacks like mango goldfish3He meant something like this? I’m not sure either. for breakfast.

“Isn’t this a public lounge?”

Qi Xiaoyu almost laughed out loud while kneading the flour. This snack is ready and will be served to others for breakfast later.

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Xun Qian: Why am I a little happy?

 

1Someone who looked like they came straight out of a manga. Thus the term manga-stripping man.23He meant something like this? I’m not sure either.