Cannon Fodder O Pretending to be A Will Lose Their Vest Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Restless. Long Impatient, Only a Matter of Time…

The late night carried a chill as it drifted in. The surroundings were so silent that only the sound of breathing remained. The cold white light hit Jiang Chenyan’s face, carving out the contours where light and shadow met.

Everyone’s gaze closely followed Jiang Chenyan’s movements. His long, slender fingers tightly gripped the firearm, his knuckles showing a faint white. He carried the clear purity of a youth, yet also possessed a hidden, seductive tension. He was as beautiful as a blade drawn in the dark night, revealing its sharp edge immediately.

Xie Huaijin’s gaze slowly moved downward, landing on the side of Jiang Chenyan’s waist. A strange restlessness rose in his heart—that curve was just right.

He gave a soft click of his tongue. From the corner of his eye, he swept over their surroundings; those predatory gazes were blatantly glued to Jiang Chenyan’s body.

Looking like this, who exactly was he trying to seduce?

It was fortunate that Jiang Chenyan’s every action proved he was an Alpha, and the pheromones on him were aggressive enough to keep those restless people from acting rashly. Otherwise, this group would likely have been unable to hold back long ago and would have swarmed him.

Xie Huaijin couldn’t help but wonder if he cared too much about Jiang Chenyan’s feelings.

He had always been in a high position; things he wanted were always within reach. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say he could summon the wind and rain. Since he was interested in Jiang Chenyan, why couldn’t he just be more forceful and take control of the person?

Because he was in a high position, Xie Huaijin had seen much sycophancy and flattery. He didn’t understand what love was, nor did he deign to understand it.

He believed he wouldn’t fall for Jiang Chenyan, let alone the ethereal concept of love. This concern was, at most, a few parts of unwillingess and possessiveness at work.

Didn’t Mu Sian have crooked thoughts back at the bar? He just hadn’t succeeded, that’s all.

Several gunshots suddenly rang out, interrupting Xie Huaijin’s thoughts.

Looking up, he saw that same face—slightly arrogant and somewhat cold. There was no extra emotion in the brows and eyes. The movement of holding the gun was steady, and every shot precisely hit the bullseye.

The wind gently blew through Jiang Chenyan’s hair. Fine strands drifted, brushing past his cool ears, adding a touch of inadvertent stunning beauty.

Xie Huaijin’s breathing hitched slightly, dark desires churning in his eyes.

He really wanted to do something.

Jiang Chenyan was perfectly aware of those burning, sticky gazes from all around, but he didn’t pay them much mind.

His strength was right here; there was no need to deliberately restrain it.

In the real world, he had indeed never touched a gun. But since coming to this new world and knowing it was his weakness, it was natural to practice diligently.

Therefore, he would never lose.

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The cold sweat on the Principal’s forehead increased. He watched as every single one of Jiang Chenyan’s shots precisely hit the target, even repeatedly hitting headshots.

A perfect score. Even if it wasn’t an overwhelming victory, it was already a tie with no suspense.

A proud curve arched on Jiang Chenyan’s lips. He looked up at Cyrus. “It’s your turn.”

“So cool!” The spectating students stared with wide eyes, unable to stop themselves from whispering.

Cyrus took everything in. The competitive nature and desire to win in Jiang Chenyan’s bones couldn’t be hidden at all.

“Mm.” He responded flatly.

Jiang Chenyan put down the gun and walked straight back to Shen Shiyue’s side.

“Impressive.” Shen Shiyue offered his praise without any concealment.

Hearing this, a bright smile instantly spread in Jiang Chenyan’s eyes, his brows curving.

Shen Shiyue moved closer to Jiang Chenyan’s side imperceptibly, almost pressing against him, using his own shoulder to block those gazes glued to Jiang Chenyan.

The bit of displeasure in his heart couldn’t be hidden, yet he couldn’t express it directly, so he could only assert himself this way.

Cyrus wasn’t panicked at all. He had seen long ago—or rather, he understood Jiang Chenyan to some extent—that without absolute certainty, he would never easily step onto the field.

He let out a low laugh and raised his gun.

The evening wind happened to blow past, fluttering the hair on his forehead and bringing a bit of chill.

Gunshots rang out in succession, every round also hitting the bullseye.

A burst of warm cheering instantly erupted from the sidelines, continuing for a long time.

Jiang Chenyan looked at the cheering and commotion before him without any expression; everything was within expectations.

He and General Cyrus should have been at a draw. Such a result was just right.

The Principal stood to the side, his whole body shaking violently, his palms full of cold sweat. This duel was far too stimulating; his heart was almost jumping out of his chest.

Without any warning, a somewhat abrupt gunshot rang out—General Cyrus had actually missed the bullseye.

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Jiang Chenyan’s pupils contracted slightly. All the noise at the scene instantly froze, everyone paralyzed in place.

“What’s the situation?” “Ah? No way!”

Exclamations rose one after another, breaking the brief dead silence.

The tall Alpha put down his gun, a casual smile playing on his lips, his tone frank: “Only twenty-nine hits were precise. I lost, Student Jiang.”

Jiang Chenyan’s expression turned a bit sour. Cyrus had done it on purpose.

It’s lonely at the top. No one could underestimate the speed of student gossip. If nothing went wrong, within two short hours, this matter would spread throughout the entire campus.

The headline would only be: Jiang Chenyan beat General Cyrus.

The Principal stood in place, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped hard. With a snap, it went completely cold.

This… did this count as offending General Cyrus to death?

Everyone had different expressions—confusion, shock, and curiosity stacked layer upon layer. The scene was momentarily eerily quiet.

Instead, the Alpha officers laughed inwardly. When had General Cyrus ever suffered a defeat? It had always been him crushing others.

Being so abnormal, he was mostly likely dissatisfied with Jiang Chenyan and was using this match to imperceptibly suppress him. Since General Cyrus had started this game, they had no need to hold back anymore.

Jiang Chenyan looked at Cyrus. Their gazes met in the air, with no extra emotion revealed. It seemed everything was as usual, except neither was the first to look away.

Unconsciously rubbing his fingertips, Jiang Chenyan began to think calmly: exactly where had he offended General Cyrus?

Thinking carefully, it seemed he had been offending him all along. Sending that capable subordinate of General Cyrus to prison previously could be considered an offense.

Lode, Cyrus…

The two names converged in his mind, and the faint connection gradually became clear.

One was a despicable person who sold Omegas into prison.

One was an Alliance General revered by thousands as the embodiment of justice.

General Cyrus was the standard of justice in everyone’s eyes, an idol pursued by countless military students. Everyone praised his integrity, and he was a close friend of Professor Ariel from the same graduating class.

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Reasonably speaking, he shouldn’t be so petty; there was no need to target him like this.

Jiang Chenyan suddenly curled his lips. A light laugh carried a bit of coldness; he must have touched the other party’s interests.

Truly filthy.

He didn’t just mean Cyrus.

He meant this world.

Shen Shiyue suddenly grabbed Jiang Chenyan’s wrist, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he wanted to say something. Jiang Chenyan shook his head lightly.

The former quieted down and let go.

Jiang Chenyan walked step by step to Cyrus, his lips curling into a smile. “Mm, I won.”

He had held the intention to win from the start and had never thought of retreating.

General Cyrus already viewed him as an enemy, so there was no point in pretending anymore.

Seeing his attitude, a flicker of interest flashed in Cyrus’s eyes, and he laughed softly: “Student Jiang is very impressive.”

Jiang Chenyan replied without any politeness, “Thank you for the compliment. I’ve always been impressive.”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone at the scene changed, including Shen Shiyue and Xie Huaijin.

His courage was indeed commendable. Cyrus knew someone would teach Jiang Chenyan a lesson for him; he didn’t need to act himself. Those Alphas below who were provoked were likely already impatient and restless—it was only a matter of time.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. “Mm. I think we’ll have a chance to meet again in the future.”

“Since Student Jiang is busy, go ahead and attend to your own matters. It’s fine to have the Principal accompany us here.”

To the side, the Principal was so anxious he kept shooting looks at Jiang Chenyan and shaking his head, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Jiang Chenyan ignored the Principal. “Okay.”

“Let’s go.”

The Principal felt his vision go dark, almost unable to stand steady.

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Jiang Chenyan couldn’t be bothered to manage the mess left behind. He directly pulled Shen Shiyue’s hand and left without looking back under the shocked, wary, or curious gazes of the crowd.

Xie Huaijin’s gaze was nailed firmly to their tightly held hands. A very light sneer escaped his throat—it was hard to say if it was mockery or hidden fire.

Everything just now felt like an absurd dream. The spectating students hadn’t recovered yet. “Jiang Chenyan has this much strength? Or is it that General Cyrus is getting older and his skills aren’t what they used to be…”

The person beside him immediately reached out to cover his mouth, his face turning pale. He lowered his voice: “Are you crazy? You dare say that! Shh!”

Cyrus acted as if he hadn’t heard the students’ whispers. There was no displeasure from being offended on his incomparably handsome face; instead, he gave a gentle smile.

Because his features were deep and well-defined, there was a bit of casual laziness when his thin lips slightly arched. “Since that’s the case, we should go look around other places.”

Xie Huaijin glanced at Cyrus, his eyes narrowing slightly, dark and unclear emotions churning in them.

A hypocrite in sheep’s clothing.

…

Finally, no one was bothering them anymore. Jiang Chenyan took the opportunity to slip out with Shen Shiyue.

The night was as cool as water. The streetlights cast circles of warm yellow light, and the two walked side by side in the night, their shadows stretched long and thin.

As they walked, Jiang Chenyan suddenly stopped. “My part-time job.”

Too much had happened these days; he had forgotten in the rush.

Shen Shiyue stopped along with him. “…”

Jiang Chenyan frowned. “The boss definitely wants to fire me.”

Where could you find an employee who completely forgot about their part-time job? Having an employee like him, the boss was truly unlucky.

Mainly, his optical computer had been thrown out of a high-rise window by Jiang Xuanshen. This new model wasn’t as easy to use as the previous one; even recording a schedule wasn’t smooth.

He would have to change this optical computer another day. Forget it, he would change it tonight.

Jiang Chenyan took out his optical computer to message the boss, choosing his words carefully to explain the situation. Unexpectedly, the boss was surprisingly easy to talk to.

Looking at the reply, Jiang Chenyan’s eyes lit up. He turned to Shen Shiyue. “Let’s go together. We’ll split the wages in half, okay?”

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Shen Shiyue was silent again. “…”

Tonight was beautiful.

But ironically, he had to accompany Jiang Chenyan to a part-time job—one that he had specifically arranged for Jiang Chenyan back then.

The feeling was like a boomerang hitting himself. He was caught between laughter and tears, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

Shen Shiyue lowered his gaze, staring at Jiang Chenyan’s brows and eyes, watching the hair blown by the wind. After a long while, he nodded lightly: “Okay.”

The two talked a lot along the way, from trivial part-time job matters to the street night views. Jiang Chenyan seemed to have completely disregarded Cyrus.

Words were useless; he was destined to offend the majority of Alphas in this world.

Furthermore, given what he was about to do next, making enemies was unavoidable.

General Cyrus was just one of them.

When they arrived at the part-time job, the boss’s expression became strange the moment he saw Shen Shiyue. His gaze turned between Jiang Chenyan and Shen Shiyue repeatedly.

Shen Shiyue’s voice was very cold. “Have you seen enough?”

The boss lowered his head. “…”

Jiang Chenyan frowned and looked at Shen Shiyue. “How can you talk to the boss like that? You should have a better attitude.”

Shen Shiyue: “…”

There weren’t many customers in the shop tonight. Just as Jiang Chenyan was tidying things, a call notification rang on his optical computer—it was Mother Jiang.

Only then did Jiang Chenyan remember that he hadn’t contacted the Jiang family in all these days.

Were they here to hold him accountable? Or was there another reason?

On the other end, Mother Jiang’s face was pale. “Chenyan… I know there’s some friction between you and your brother.”

“But in the end, we’re family.” She paused, her expression complex.

Upon hearing that her eldest son’s villa had been bombed and he was injured, and that her younger son Chenyan had also suffered, Mother Jiang was momentarily stunned and didn’t react for a long time. Those fragmented causes and effects were told to her intermittently by others; her heart ached as she listened.

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Fortunately, someone reached out to help at the critical moment, suppressing this storm completely and preventing things from escalating further. Otherwise, she really wouldn’t know what to do.

“When you have time… come home again.”

Jiang Chenyan heard this and spoke: “We’ll see after the finals. I’m quite busy right now.”

“Good, that’s good.” She spoke hesitantly. “I heard from your father that there are people in the upper levels helping you, so the news was suppressed tightly.”

Jiang Chenyan stiffened. He had thought the Jiang family was suppressing it since it was a scandal. He hadn’t expected…

“I’m just asking—do you know anything?”

“I don’t know.” Jiang Chenyan’s voice turned cold. He truly knew nothing.

“Ah, is that so? I was just asking. Since nothing is wrong, I’ll hang up now.” Perhaps not knowing how to face Jiang Chenyan, Mother Jiang hurriedly ended the call.

Jiang Chenyan suddenly felt empty. The feeling was complex—it wasn’t sadness or irritation, but like a small piece of his heart was missing, though he couldn’t say for sure.

He looked over; Shen Shiyue was introducing accessories to a customer. It was obvious this was his first time doing such a part-time job, as he seemed a bit stiff.

Shen Shiyue’s hands were very beautiful, though the calluses on his finger pads couldn’t be hidden—it was hard to say if they were from heavy work or something else. His deep black hair was neatly styled, but a few strands fell when he lowered his head, softening his cold aura.

There was indeed a stability in him that came from long-term hardship, yet it was different from the image portrayed in the book—there were more vivid details that one couldn’t see through.

To be honest, his suspicion toward Shen Shiyue had never faded.

Jiang Chenyan’s fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of the table. A thought suddenly popped into his head: should he go see that elderly person who reportedly raised the protagonist shou?

Regarding that elderly person’s name, he still had an impression of it; they were one of the few existences in the book that the protagonist shou cared about.

Perhaps after meeting them, he could understand Shen Shiyue a bit better?

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