The Scum Gong Refuses the Crematorium [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 21.2
Xie Qingyao was still worried: “But I haven’t done anything except cancel the engagement. Will Sheng Yan really come to find me and love me to death?”
System 776: “He will.”
“But.” Xie Qingyao bit his lip. He had caused Sheng Yan to be kidnapped back then. Would that really stay a secret?
When they were eight years old, they were playing hide-and-seek on the way home from school and were targeted by kidnappers.
Xie Qingyao was very scared. Seeing the kidnapper’s knife, he was afraid of being stabbed. He had a sudden idea and told the kidnapper: “I’m not the rich son. I’m just his follower. Kidnapping me is useless. You have to kidnap the real rich boy.”
Then he pointed to where Sheng Yan was hiding.
It was his turn to find and Sheng Yan’s turn to hide. He knew exactly where Sheng Yan was but was pretending not to see him.
The kidnapper looked at the spot.
Because Sheng Yan was pampered, he was very beautiful, wearing a neat school uniform, looking like a little prince.
The kidnapper believed Xie Qingyao immediately, let him go, and went to kidnap Sheng Yan.
Xie Qingyao took the chance to run home and told Sheng Yan’s parents he saw Sheng Yan being kidnapped.
The parents called the police immediately. Although Sheng Yan wasn’t physically hurt because they found him quickly, being locked in a car trunk for two hours had terrified him.
Afterward, the kidnappers didn’t mention that a kid told them to take Sheng Yan.
But Xie Qingyao was still scared to death.
He was afraid the truth would come out. Especially as the two families grew closer, he became even more afraid, so he usually followed Sheng Yan’s every wish.
As he grew up and it was time to marry Sheng Yan, his fear increased.
Even spending a little time with Sheng Yan made him uncomfortable.
If they were married and together every day, the truth would surely come out one day.
Until one night, a system appeared in his head.
System 766: “If you become my host, I can help you erase this secret forever. Do you agree?”
Xie Qingyao saw this as his salvation. “Really?”
System 766: “Really.”
The system’s mission was exactly what Xie Qingyao wanted. He agreed without hesitation.
The mission was to stay by Sheng Yan’s side while the family went bankrupt, and then, when Sheng Yan made a mistake, leave him with a “how could you do this to me” attitude.
Actually, Xie Qingyao wanted to end the engagement as soon as the Sheng family went bankrupt.
But he followed the system’s instructions.
Indeed, during the bankruptcy crisis, Sheng Yan’s attitude toward him became much softer because of his constant comfort.
But Xie Qingyao hadn’t figured out how to make Sheng Yan “make a mistake” yet.
He couldn’t just wait for Sheng Yan to go out partying while his family was ruined.
Luckily, Sheng Yan did something stupid himself.
He provoked Lu Mingyue.
Now Xie Qingyao didn’t even have to do anything. When he heard the news, he happily tore his wedding suit.
He could finally let go of years of fear.
The system said that from now on, Sheng Yan would chase him desperately and try to win him back.
He had to stay strong and not give in.
Xie Qingyao wondered: Is Sheng Yan really the type to chase someone?
In his memory, Sheng Yan was always reckless and proud. Instead of chasing people, he usually mocked those who chased him.
How could such a proud person chase him?
But deep down, he was looking forward to it.
After being a “follower” for so many years, he could finally have his moment of pride.
The Sheng family didn’t know what Xie Qingyao was thinking. Sheng Rongxing watched Sheng Yan for two days. Seeing that he really didn’t mind marrying Lu Mingyue, he went to talk to Lu Mingyue.
Lu Mingyue was surprised: “He changed his mind so fast?”
Sheng Rongxing was practical: “We can’t fight you. Besides, you are handsome and successful, Mr. Lu. It is an honor for our Sheng Yan to marry you. How could we refuse?”
Sheng Rongxing acted humble, and Lu Mingyue didn’t make things difficult. He just said: “Very well.”
“Have Sheng Yan pick a day to sign the prenuptial agreement.”
Sheng Rongxing understood. Lu Mingyue had a huge business; he wouldn’t just give it all to Sheng Yan. The agreement would be very strict.
But the Sheng family didn’t want Lu Mingyue’s money; they just wanted to survive this crisis.
Thinking of religion, Sheng Rongxing noticed the Buddhist beads on Lu Mingyue’s wrist. Everyone in Jinghai knew Lu Mingyue was very religious. He visited every temple he found.
He even funded the famous temples in the city.
He was so devoted that a high monk had taken him as a student.
Sheng Rongxing couldn’t understand: if he had the heart of a monk, why was he so interested in the “dusty world” of marriage?
He even used tricks just to marry his son.
Even if he couldn’t understand, Sheng Rongxing went home to get Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan was a polite villain. Since he agreed to marry the man, he wouldn’t make it awkward.
Early in the morning, he wore a suit with an expensive brooch.
He made himself look neat and sharp to make others feel better.
He thought he would just sign and come home, but Lu Mingyue was busy when he arrived, so he waited in the lounge.
System 1088: “Host, I must remind you again: once you marry Lu Mingyue, your mission difficulty will increase several times.”
“I know.” Sheng Yan leaned on the sofa, spinning a pen in his hand with his eyes closed.
System 1088: “…Then?”
Sheng Yan said, “Xie Qingyao only cares about money. If I have no money, even if I beg on my knees, I won’t win him back.”
His voice became quiet: “But if I have money, it’s different, right?”
Sheng Yan guessed his “winning back” plan would involve working hard to rebuild his family’s status to match Xie Qingyao’s again.
A big comeback.
System 1088 didn’t know what to say: “…True.”
Sheng Yan smiled: “But now Lu Mingyue is richer than anyone. If his money becomes mine, I can skip the hard work.”
System 1088: “…”
“At that time, chasing Xie Qingyao will be easy, won’t it?”
1088 was speechless.
The host was indeed a former villain. He had no moral limits.
However, 1088 had to stop him: “But if you marry Lu Mingyue, you will be a divorcee later.”
“A second marriage isn’t considered a ‘perfect mission’ in our system.”
Sheng Yan didn’t care: “Each marriage is better than the last. If I never marry, how will I know how to give Xie Qingyao better happiness?”
System 1088: “……………”
Sheng Yan ignored the system and kept playing with his pen.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard steady footsteps outside. He opened his eyes instantly.
He sat up straight with his pen.
The door opened, and a man in a suit entered. He looked very elegant.
He wore sandalwood Buddhist beads on his wrist.
He smelled faintly of sandalwood.
This was the legendary religious man, Lu Mingyue.
Ding—
As Sheng Yan looked at Lu Mingyue, System 1088 heard a strange sound.
It scanned the area and asked Sheng Yan: “Did you hear something?”
“The sound of a pen cap.” Sheng Yan pushed the cap back onto his pen.
It made the same clicking sound.
1088 looked around and found nothing wrong, so it relaxed. It must have misheard.
After finishing his work, Lu Mingyue entered with the contract. He noticed Sheng Yan sitting on the sofa, acting very differently from his usual wild and reckless self.
His eyelid flickered, and he called out: “Sheng Yan?”
Sheng Yan: “Yes?”
Lu Mingyue’s mood suddenly became better. He saw the pen in Sheng Yan’s hand and asked, “Are you here to sign?”
“Yes.” Sheng Yan stopped playing with the pen and looked at Lu Mingyue, who seemed happy.
“Wait, this copy in my hand is a bit dirty. I’ll have my assistant bring a new one.” Lu Mingyue went to his desk, put the contract into a shredder, and picked up the phone. “Xiao Cheng, please bring the contract locked in my drawer.”
He hung up and smiled at Sheng Yan: “Don’t worry, it’ll be quick.”
“I’m not in a hurry.” Sheng Yan said. He had been waiting for a while anyway.
However, he felt that Lu Mingyue was the one who was in a hurry.
It felt like Lu Mingyue was talking to himself, not to Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan rubbed the pen in his hand.
Soon, the assistant brought the contract. Lu Mingyue checked it and handed it to Sheng Yan. “Take a look. See if anything is missing.”
“No need.” Sheng Yan took the contract, turned to the last page, and signed his name in large letters.
Before coming, Lu Mingyue’s lawyer had already explained the agreement to him in detail.
After all, Lu Mingyue’s company involved thousands of people. His marriage affected many jobs, so it couldn’t be done carelessly.
The lawyer had explained everything.
Reading it again wouldn’t change anything.
“Okay.” Seeing Sheng Yan had signed, Lu Mingyue took the contract and stared at the signature for a moment.
“Here.” Sheng Yan thought he didn’t have a pen, so he held his pen toward Lu Mingyue.
Lu Mingyue paused, then took the pen from his hand. “Thank you.”
As he took the pen, his beads touched Sheng Yan’s wrist with a light clicking sound.
Sheng Yan was looking at the beads and didn’t see that Lu Mingyue’s hand was shaking. It took a lot of strength for Lu Mingyue to write his own name clearly.
He looked as devoted as a monk who had prayed for twenty years and finally received a blessing.
“Alright, let’s go.” Lu Mingyue finished signing, stood up, and closed the contract.
Sheng Yan stood up and straightened his suit. He was about to leave the room to go home for dinner.
Lu Mingyue, who was a step ahead, stopped and said to Sheng Yan, “I mean, you’re coming with me.”
Sheng Yan paused. “Where?”
Lu Mingyue said calmly, “The Civil Affairs Bureau.”
Since Xie Qingyao tore his wedding clothes and broke up with Sheng Yan, he had been staying home to paint. Without the Sheng family’s support, he would have fewer chances to hold large exhibitions.
The family income had dropped.
He needed to paint more to get ads online.
Yes, Xie Qingyao was an oil painting influencer on social media.
Influenced by his parents, his paintings were mostly for a niche audience—very abstract.
But among all the “pretty” painters online, his style stood out.
He also shared his parents’ artwork. Seeing comments from people jealous of his “artistic family” made him feel very good.
He was painting on his balcony in the best light.
Suddenly, a loud “bang” startled him. His brush shook, leaving a blob of oil on his perfect painting.
Xie Qingyao frowned, very unhappy.
He hated being interrupted while painting.
But it was his mother.
His mother, Qiu Shuyi, was wearing a floral dress and carrying a white flower basket. She looked angry, having just come back from a flower shop.
He asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Hmph!” Qiu Shuyi snorted. “It’s that Sheng family again.”
Remembering his mission, Xie Qingyao paused. “What happened to the Sheng family?”
“Sheng Yan is getting married. Didn’t you know?” His mother quickly told him the news.
“Weren’t there always rumors about him agreeing to marry someone else?” Xie Qingyao tilted his head.
“Yes,” Qiu Shuyi said. “But before it was just a rumor. We thought he wouldn’t give in for money and would find a way to refuse.”
In her heart, she believed Sheng Yan only loved her son.
Even if he agreed to marry someone else, it must be a trick to help his family, and he would come back to Qingyao later.
But—
“Look at this.” Qiu Shuyi took a white invitation out of her basket. “He really is marrying someone else. The invitations are out.”
The invitation was made by Lu Mingyue. It was very exquisite. Inside was a beautiful silhouette of a couple, and in the center were the names “Sheng Yan and Lu Mingyue.”
Xie Qingyao read the name “Lu Mingyue” over and over.
He even scratched it to make sure it wasn’t a sticker. It was printed directly on the card.
His head went blank.
How is this possible!
Doesn’t he only like me?!
And didn’t the system say he would chase me desperately?
Xie Qingyao asked: “766, what is going on?”
System 766’s signals flickered. It also didn’t expect the target to act this way.
766 answered honestly: “I don’t know. Maybe something changed.”
After its last failure, it was being very careful and didn’t dare to interfere too much.
Xie Qingyao panicked: “What should I do now?”
System 766: “You have to find a way to stop the wedding.”
“How do I stop it?” Xie Qingyao was anxious. He couldn’t go and cause a scene at the wedding; that would be too embarrassing.
Finally, his eyes fell on a pile of things they had prepared for his own wedding with Sheng Yan. They had prepared many of these things together.
They were meant to be in their wedding room.
Now, those things were useless, piled in a corner.
If he took these things back to Sheng Yan, would it bring back Sheng Yan’s memories and make him feel guilty?