The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 45.1

“Goodbye, Ayan.”

Struggling with all her might, tears spilled uncontrollably from Chi Jia’s eyes, but she was beyond caring. Her crimson eyes were filled with shock and hatred.

Her father had lost control and stabbed her grandfather because of Jiang Mengyu!

Her pheromones could actually control others!

No wonder Chen Xiang had said she had a shocking secret to share, this must have been what she meant.

Chi Jia’s thoughts were in complete disarray, there was sudden clarity, rage, but above all, overwhelming confusion.

“Wh… why?” she managed to choke out.

Why would Jiang Mengyu do this?

Did she want to use her to deal with Chi Jingyan?

But then why reveal the truth to her now?!

A terrible premonition surged in Chi Jia’s heart.

Jiang Mengyu offered no explanation. She forced Chi Jia out of the car. The bodyguards, already suspicious after their prolonged absence, grew even more alert, immediately training their guns on Jiang Mengyu.

Jiang Mengyu remained expressionless. “Tell them to get lost.”

Chi Jia desperately wanted to resist, but it was as if Jiang Mengyu had rewritten the code in her brain. Despite her thoughts screaming otherwise, her mouth betrayed her, uttering a single word: “Leave!”

With Chi Jia in Jiang Mengyu’s grasp, the bodyguards dared not act recklessly. Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones also made it impossible for them to approach, the aggressive jasmine scent induced unbearable headaches and total physical weakness upon contact.

They had no choice but to step aside.

“Don’t worry,” Jiang Mengyu said casually, pressing the gun barrel against Chi Jia’s head. “I won’t kill her.”

Her actions, however, suggested otherwise.

The bodyguards exchanged uneasy glances, but Chi Jia suddenly spoke again: “Listen to her.”

This…

Left with no other options, they could only watch helplessly as Jiang Mengyu dragged Chi Jia into the abandoned building.

Chi Jia was seething with fury.

That wasn’t what she wanted to say at all!

But she had no power to resist, stumbling weakly as Jiang Mengyu led her upstairs.

The surroundings were eerily silent. The sharp tap of their shoes against the floor echoed relentlessly in Chi Jia’s ears.

She could hear her own erratic heartbeat, her ragged breaths coming in gasps. Her vision flickered between clarity and blur, the dull gray concrete walls flashing chaotically before her eyes.

Jiang Mengyu just what was she planning?

Chi Jingyan received the news just as she stepped out of the homeroom teacher’s office.

They were taking their exams at their own school, so there was no need to travel elsewhere. After finishing, they could collect their graduation certificates directly from the teacher.

Holding two red diplomas, Chi Jingyan was still smiling as she descended the stairs.

She couldn’t wait to see Jiang Mengyu.

Then her phone, tucked in her pocket, suddenly rang. Thinking it might be Jiang Mengyu checking in on her, she pulled it out with a smile, only for the lingering joy in her eyes to freeze the moment she saw the screen.

Along with a message from Zhou Heng, there was a photo sent by Chi Jia.

It showed Jiang Mengyu, unconscious.

Her footsteps quickened, then broke into a full sprint.

Zhou Heng was waiting in his car at the school gate for Chi Jingyan. From the moment he sent her the message until she appeared at the entrance, only three minutes had passed. Chi Jingyan was still panting heavily as she got into the car, yet her face was as cold as ice.

“Is she really there?”

“The location is accurate.”

Chi Jingyan took a deep breath, her long hair disheveled from the hurried run, strands hanging messily by her cheeks. She didn’t even notice, her gaze fixed intently on Zhou Heng. “Drive!”

The black Cayenne shot forward like an arrow, speeding into the distance with an urgency that felt like an impending storm.

When they arrived at the abandoned construction site, Chi Jingyan received another message on her phone.

[Come up alone. Don’t bring Zhou Heng, or you’ll be collecting Jiang Mengyu’s corpse.]

Zhou Heng frowned. “Miss!”

They weren’t even sure if Jiang Mengyu was really inside, nor did they know what traps Chi Jia had set for Chi Jingyan. And as for Jiang Mengyu…

A ruthless expression crossed Zhou Heng’s face. “You shouldn’t take such a risk.”

This kidnapping scheme wasn’t sophisticated, in fact, it was full of holes. It relied solely on Chi Jingyan’s concern for Jiang Mengyu.

Chi Jia couldn’t possibly have failed to anticipate that they would bring backup, yet she still demanded that Chi Jingyan go up alone. Zhou Heng couldn’t help but brace for the worst.

“Have people surround this place. Wait for my signal.” Chi Jingyan’s expression was colder and more frenzied than ever before.

She knew it was a trap, but Chi Jingyan couldn’t afford to gamble on even the slightest possibility.

She had already put on a bulletproof vest on the way. Now, taking the gun from Zhou Heng, Chi Jingyan stepped into the building without hesitation.

Zhou Heng watched her retreating figure, the ominous feeling in his chest growing heavier.

He clenched his teeth. If anything happened to the young miss today, none of them would escape unscathed!

Chi Jingyan ascended the stairs. As she turned the corner on the second floor, she faintly caught the scent of blood.

Her body tensed further, her heart gripped by an invisible hand, suspended in dread.

Someone was injured, could it be Jiang Mengyu?

The building was still cluttered with cement and lime, obstructing her view. Following Chi Jia’s instructions in the message, she made her way to the third floor. After passing through several doors, a figure suddenly came into view.

The person’s hands were bound behind their back, their body curled in the shadows, their face obscured by long hair. Chi Jingyan couldn’t see their face clearly, but the pheromones lingering in the air were unmistakable, a scent she had grown accustomed to day and night.

And the black overcoat the person was wearing, the one Chi Jingyan had personally picked out for Jiang Mengyu that morning was now crumpled, the embroidered cloud pattern on the collar stained with dust, filthy.

“Jiang Mengyu!”

Chi Jingyan immediately moved forward, but then her sharp eyes caught sight of something else strapped to the person’s body.

A bundle of explosives, ready to detonate at any moment.

Chi Jia!

The metallic taste of blood rose in Chi Jingyan’s clenched jaw. For the first time, she hated her own arrogance for dismissing Chi Jia as a defeated opponent, someone who could never truly threaten her.

If she had dealt with Chi Jia sooner, would Jiang Mengyu have never fallen into such danger?

Chi Jingyan’s eyes reddened, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Chi Jia clearly intended to wipe them all out in one fell swoop. Perhaps she was watching from somewhere at this very moment, waiting for Chi Jingyan to approach Jiang Mengyu before immediately detonating the bomb.

Taking another step forward might truly mean death here.

Yet Chi Jingyan moved closer to the figure. Only then did she see it, a small timer on the bomb, relentlessly counting down.

Only two minutes left!

Chi Jia had never planned to give her time to hesitate.

Before her was an imminent explosion, yet behind her lay empty space. If Chi Jingyan turned and fled now, there was a high chance she could escape unscathed.

The room was eerily silent, save for the urgent, overlapping echoes of the timer.

A cold wind howled outside the building. With no windows installed, the icy gusts slipped through the gaping openings, emitting mournful wails like final death throes.

Chi Jingyan made her choice.

She stepped forward without hesitation, but as she neared the figure in the corner, her hands began to tremble.

Ignoring the beeping bomb, she reached out to touch the person’s brow, her voice hoarse and shaking. “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault,”

No.

She had dragged Jiang Mengyu into this.

Before she could finish, Chi Jingyan’s voice abruptly cut off.

Brushing aside the long hair revealed the person’s true face, one that was hauntingly familiar, yet not the one she had hoped to see.

It was unmistakably Chi Jia!

How could it be Chi Jia?!

Chi Jingyan’s mind reeled in chaos, but her body reacted faster than her thoughts. She sprang to her feet, ready to bolt.

Just as she was about to turn, the bomb’s timer suddenly paused, frozen at the final eight seconds.

Breathing heavily, Chi Jingyan spun around at the faint sound of footsteps behind her, locking eyes with Jiang Mengyu, who had just stepped into view.

One stood shrouded in the dark corner, the other silhouetted against the light at the doorway. Though separated by only a short distance, it felt as though they inhabited different worlds, the air between them thick with tension and suffocating silence.

For a long while, neither spoke.

Finally, Chi Jingyan slowly parted her lips, her voice raw. “So it really is you.”

Zhou Heng had told her he’d checked the nearby surveillance footage, it showed Jiang Mengyu willingly getting into Chi Jia’s car.

But Chi Jingyan hadn’t believed it.

She refused to accept that Jiang Mengyu would betray her, or that the warmth and sweetness they’d shared were nothing but an elaborate act to deceive her.

“Mm.” Jiang Mengyu’s tone was as indifferent as ever.

It reminded Chi Jingyan of how she’d always responded with the same detachment whenever they discussed their future together.

Tears suddenly spilled from Chi Jingyan’s eyes. She stared at Jiang Mengyu, her gaze burning red, lips trembling several times before she managed to choke out the question: “Why?”

Why do this to her?

Had she not been good enough?

“No reason.” Jiang Mengyu replied, leisurely removing the black gloves from her hands.

Chi Jingyan watched the motion, catching a glimpse of damp stains on the gloves. Understanding dawned, and her voice turned gravelly. “Whose blood is that?”

“Chi Jia’s bodyguards.”

Chi Jingyan wanted to ask if she was hurt, but the question made her feel utterly pathetic. Jiang Mengyu had coldly schemed against her, yet she still cared whether the other was injured.

Chi Jingyan stiffened in silence, watching as Jiang Mengyu casually tossed her gloves to the ground before stepping toward her.

Behind her lay the unconscious Chi Jia, while Jiang Mengyu’s figure loomed larger in her vision. For a moment, Chi Jingyan felt lost, as if she had fallen into a bizarre and chaotic dream, unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Then a cool touch grazed her cheek, Jiang Mengyu’s fingertip catching a tear.

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