The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 22.1

“I have no use for worthless trash.”

Chi Jingyan let out a light hum and said nothing.

She had never intended to drive Jiang Mengyu away in the first place.

Chi Jingyan had simply been furious earlier.

No Alpha could remain indifferent upon waking up to find they had been marked by another Alpha.

Chi Jingyan had been worried she might develop hormonal imbalances. If that had happened, she wasn’t sure what she would have done.

Perhaps she really would have killed Jiang Mengyu.

Fortunately, the test results showed her body was fine.

Now that she had calmed down, Chi Jingyan could finally think about the situation more carefully.

Whether she wanted to admit it or not, Jiang Mengyu had already given her a temporary mark. If she drove her away now, someone with ulterior motives might exploit the situation, potentially causing her significant trouble.

Besides, Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones were still a latent risk. If she left her side, she might be captured and dissected for research within days.

But Chi Jingyan wasn’t about to let Jiang Mengyu off the hook so easily.

Crossing her legs as she leaned back on the sofa, she tilted her chin toward Jiang Mengyu, gesturing for her to look at the coffee table beside them.

Jiang Mengyu turned her head and saw Chi Jingyan’s silver pistol lying quietly on the table. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a dazzling gleam on the gun’s surface.

It was blinding.

What did Chi Jingyan mean by this?

Just as Jiang Mengyu was wondering, she saw Chi Jingyan narrow her eyes and speak coldly, “No one has ever dared to treat me this way.”

“You’re the first.”

Chi Jingyan’s gaze was icy, her tone indifferent. “But I don’t want to dirty my hands again because of you.”

Her voice wasn’t sharp, it was almost featherlight, like the still surface of a lake when the wind dies down. Yet the disdain and contempt in her words were unmistakable, cutting deep.

Jiang Mengyu understood her meaning.

She casually picked up the pistol from the table, cocked it, and pressed the muzzle against her own heart before murmuring softly, “I’m sorry, Ayan.”

“But I’m happy.”

Chi Jingyan froze, her expression growing even more tense. “What do you mean?”

Had Jiang Mengyu done it on purpose?

“You just said I was the first person to mark you,” Jiang Mengyu explained.

Her deep gaze lingered on Chi Jingyan, and a faint smile surfaced in her usually calm eyes.

Jiang Mengyu rarely showed much expression, as if wearing a thick mask. But when she smiled, her face suddenly came alive her lashes fluttering like crow’s wings, the small mole at the corner of her eye dancing along with them, vivid and real.

She lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the overwhelming emotions swirling within.

“Perhaps I’ll also be the only one.”

For a fleeting moment, Chi Jingyan thought she saw a look of satisfaction on Jiang Mengyu’s face.

This lunatic!

Unaware of Chi Jingyan’s judgment, Jiang Mengyu curled her lips upward. When she looked up again, her eyes were unexpectedly tender.

“Ayan, I hope you’ll keep hating me until the moment death comes for us.”

Chi Jingyan’s heart trembled. She met Jiang Mengyu’s gaze and, inexplicably, understood exactly what she meant.

Jiang Mengyu didn’t care whether she loved or hated her, what she wanted was the deepest, most permanent, and singular place in her heart.

Indeed, hatred lasts far longer than love.

Love fades with time, but hatred can sometimes achieve eternity. From now on, every time Chi Jingyan’s sensitive period flares up, her pheromones leak, or she marks another Omega, she would probably think of Jiang Mengyu.

That was Jiang Mengyu’s goal.

Perhaps because she felt she was going to die anyway, Jiang Mengyu stopped restraining herself. She reached out and lightly grasped Chi Jingyan’s fingertips, rubbing her thumb over Chi Jingyan’s index finger as she whispered softly:

“Take care of yourself.”

Chi Jingyan instinctively pulled her hand back slightly. Looking down, she saw a faint red mark on her index finger likely a burn from when she had dropped the bowl earlier.

Her gaze shifted to Jiang Mengyu’s hand, still suspended in midair. The other woman’s fingers bore the same mark. Chi Jingyan recalled that Jiang Mengyu must have gotten her injury while dodging bullets in the kitchen.

Truthfully, even if Jiang Mengyu hadn’t dodged, that bullet wouldn’t have hit her. Chi Jingyan had no intention of dirtying her own kitchen.

Besides, if she really wanted to be done with Jiang Mengyu, handing her over to Professor Chen would have been far more useful than killing her.

But Chi Jingyan didn’t explain. She simply watched Jiang Mengyu in silence, waiting for her next move.

What else did Jiang Mengyu want to say?

Jiang Mengyu said nothing. Her finger rested on the trigger, as if she were about to pull it the next second just as Chi Jingyan had wished ending her own life with her own hand.

“Enough!”

Just as Jiang Mengyu was about to tighten her finger, she finally heard Chi Jingyan’s voice calling for her to stop.

Chi Jingyan took a deep breath. She stared at Jiang Mengyu expressionlessly for a long moment before finally speaking coldly, “You can stay.”

Her eyes flicked toward the kitchen as she added, “But I don’t need a maid.”

“I only need a guard dog.”

So she didn’t need Jiang Mengyu waking up early to cook porridge for her. With money, Chi Jingyan could find countless people willing to make her porridge but a personal bodyguard wasn’t so easy to come by.

Since Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones were so unique, there was no point wasting them on trivial matters.

It wasn’t the first time Chi Jingyan had called Jiang Mengyu a dog. Jiang Mengyu showed no particular reaction. Slowly, she lowered the hand holding the gun, but her eyes remained fixed on Chi Jingyan, filled with solemn determination.

“I’ll obey you.”

“Ah Yan, I’m yours.”

“You can make me do anything.”

Chi Jingyan lowered her gaze to meet Jiang Mengyu’s. The intensity in those eyes seemed to burn her. After a few seconds, she couldn’t help but look away first.

“Who taught you how to use a gun?” she asked casually.

According to the information she had gathered, Jiang Mengyu had never handled firearms before. But Chi Jingyan could tell, Jiang Mengyu was clearly extremely familiar with guns.

The way she held the weapon didn’t resemble a novice’s at all.

The cannon-fodder Alpha in the original novel had indeed never touched a gun, but Jiang Mengyu wasn’t that person.

No matter how thoroughly Chi Jingyan investigated, she would never uncover anything amiss. So Jiang Mengyu showed not a trace of panic.

“Maybe it’s just talent,” she said.

Talent?

Chi Jingyan didn’t believe it.

But her investigation had indeed found no issues with Jiang Mengyu. Even before Jiang Mengyu was expelled, her behavior had perfectly aligned with Chi Jingyan’s previous impression of her foolish and ridiculous.

Could getting expelled really have unlocked some hidden potential in Jiang Mengyu?

For now, Chi Jingyan set aside her suspicions.

“Wait two more days, then you’ll follow Zhou Heng for training.”

Zhou Heng was the leader of the security team Chi Jingyan had hired. A retired special forces soldier, he had apparently also spent some time in a mercenary group, a formidable and enigmatic figure.

The original novel hadn’t dwelled much on him, only mentioning that for certain reasons, he was willing to serve Chi Jingyan loyally.

Handing Jiang Mengyu over to Zhou Heng served two purposes for Chi Jingyan: to assess her abilities and to keep her under surveillance.

She still didn’t fully trust Jiang Mengyu.

Jiang Mengyu had no objections.

But everything would have to wait until after Chi Jingyan’s rut period ended. According to Professor Chen’s predictions, Chi Jingyan would likely experience one last episode of hormonal instability perhaps even tonight.

Chi Jingyan said nothing more. She extended her hand toward Jiang Mengyu.

Jiang Mengyu paused, then placed the pistol in Chi Jingyan’s palm.

The gun still faintly retained Jiang Mengyu’s warmth. Chi Jingyan tightened her fingers around it, her gaze lingering on the woman kneeling before her. She couldn’t help exhaling softly as she recalled the sheer resolve and decisiveness with which Jiang Mengyu had pressed the gun to her own chest earlier.

She should have known, Jiang Mengyu was nothing but a death-defying lunatic.

Threats of death meant nothing to her.

Chi Jingyan stood and took a few steps toward the master bedroom before stopping and glancing back at Jiang Mengyu.

Jiang Mengyu remained where she was, her eyes fixed intently on Chi Jingyan. When she noticed Chi Jingyan looking back, her eyes visibly brightened.

Chi Jingyan averted her gaze. She thought, perhaps for Jiang Mengyu, her disdain and neglect were far more terrifying than death.

Truly a madwoman who defied all logic.

System 031 hadn’t expected the matter to be resolved so easily.

It had been certain the mission was doomed this time!

[Why?] 031 didn’t understand.

Chi Jingyan had been furious so furious she’d even fired at the host. Why had she let it go so easily in the end?

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Jiang Mengyu countered.

It was, but it was also strange. It just didn’t seem like Chi Jingyan’s usual style. Wasn’t she the type to repay every slight tenfold?

Jiang Mengyu didn’t explain.

Chi Jingyan might be intolerant of flaws, but she preferred playing the long game. That was why, in the original novel, even though Cannon Fodder A had provoked her repeatedly, Chi Jingyan had never retaliated until the very end, when Cannon Fodder A tried to use pheromone inducers to trigger Chi Jingyan’s rut. Only then had Chi Jingyan crushed her decisively.

Perhaps, in Chi Jingyan’s eyes, momentary anger was tolerable compared to the ultimate payoff. As long as Jiang Mengyu remained useful to her, Chi Jingyan wouldn’t truly cast her aside.

Jiang Mengyu saw it clearly. She knew Chi Jingyan had let it go because of Professor Chen’s examination report.

Hadn’t Chi Jingyan been absolutely livid when she first woke up?

Jiang Mengyu believed Chi Jingyan’s killing intent at that moment had been real just as the “leniency” that followed had been equally genuine.

When Chi Jingyan realized her interests hadn’t suffered any real damage, she could treat it like being bitten by a dog, she was angry, but not angry enough to want Jiang Mengyu dead.

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