Chapter 75: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel 75
Seeing Shen Tangqing silent, Li Qiulan’s face showed his habitual obedient smile again.
He picked up the porridge bowl from the table and maneuvered his wheelchair to the bedside, his voice soft as if coated in sugar.
“Brother, the porridge is getting cold. Shall I feed you?”
Shen Tangqing: …
He sat up abruptly from the bed. The quilt slipped down his chest, revealing mottled marks on his collarbone.
He looked at Li Qiulan, his eyes full of suppressed anxiety.
“Li Qiulan, what exactly will it take for you to let me go? You can’t really lock me up here for a lifetime, right?”
Li Qiulan’s hand holding the porridge paused slightly. The porcelain spoon clinked against the rim of the bowl with a light sound.
After a moment of silence, he smiled innocently at Shen Tangqing.
“Brother, everything is here. It can satisfy all your needs. Isn’t it good to stay here and keep me company?”
“No! I want freedom!”
Shen Tangqing’s voice rose steeply. He paused for a second, then softened his tone slightly, trying to reason with Li Qiulan.
“Li Qiulan, think about it. If it were me locking you up here for a lifetime, how would you feel?”
Li Qiulan’s eyes lit up.
He blinked at Shen Tangqing, his expression taking on a touch of shyness.
“Really? If Brother locked me up, I would be very happy…”
After speaking, he revealed a bashful smile to Shen Tangqing.
“Brother can also chain me up. I’m willing to be Brother’s dog for a lifetime.”
Shen Tangqing: ?
Sick?
This guy is really sick!
Seeing Shen Tangqing choked into speechlessness, Li Qiulan didn’t mind.
He scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Shen Tangqing’s mouth.
“Brother, the porridge is getting cold. Let me feed you…”
Shen Tangqing was just about to sweep his hand away when Li Qiulan spoke nonchalantly.
“If Brother isn’t hungry, I don’t mind letting Brother exercise a bit. Consuming some stamina should make you hungry.”
“Don’t you agree? Brother…”
Li Qiulan’s veiled threat made Shen Tangqing stiffen for a moment.
He gritted his back teeth but endured it.
A wise man doesn’t suffer immediate losses.
Get full first, then think of a way to escape.
If it was really as Li Qiulan said, that the Jiang family thought he was dead, then he could only rely on himself to save himself.
He couldn’t really be trapped here for a lifetime, could he?
Then what about his mission?
Although the System and the male lead were currently out of contact, Shen Tangqing was still thinking about that one hundred billion for completing the mission.
He glanced at Li Qiulan.
He couldn’t help cursing a national expletive in his heart.
If only he were a girl, I might just grit my teeth and submit.
Key is, this goods is a man!
And he covets my—
This is intolerable!
Want me to be his wife? In the next life, maybe!
He snatched the porridge bowl, turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down, not giving Li Qiulan even a glance.
Li Qiulan controlled the wheelchair to stop beside Shen Tangqing.
Propping his cheek with one hand, his gaze wrapped tightly around Shen Tangqing like a vine.
The heat in that gaze was hard to ignore.
Shen Tangqing ate half the bowl of porridge and finally couldn’t bear it anymore.
When he looked up, he was full of disgust, and even his voice was stained with thick impatience.
“Can you stop staring at me like a dog staring at a bone?”
“It’s very nauseating, you know?”
“If you have nothing to do, get out. I don’t want to see you.”
“…”
Li Qiulan’s face paled slightly from the scolding.
The slightly red corners of his eyes looked broken and pitiful.
Unfortunately, this appearance couldn’t deceive Shen Tangqing anymore.
Shen Tangqing’s heart was now colder than the knife that had killed fish in RT-Mart for ten years.
He now wished he could soul-travel back to over a month ago and give himself a slap.
How did I get bewildered into an idiot by this kid’s pitiful act?
Fck!*
“Are you a f*cking piece of ginger?” Shen Tangqing couldn’t help scolding him again.
Li Qiulan didn’t understand Shen Tangqing’s meaning and blinked blankly.
“What does Brother mean?”
Shen Tangqing scoffed coldly, ignored him, and lowered his head to continue drinking porridge.
Li Qiulan’s fingertips rubbed the wheelchair armrest rhythmically.
He slowly withdrew that pitiful expression.
It seems acting pitiful doesn’t work on Brother anymore!
Brother really has—
Such a cruel heart…
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The news of “Shen Tangqing drag racing and falling off a cliff to his death” was like a bomb; everyone exploded instantly.
The first to receive the notification was Shen Huayan.
As Shen Tangqing’s guardian, when she received the police call saying Shen Tangqing died falling off a cliff while drag racing, she even suspected it was a scam call.
How could Shen Tangqing die suddenly?
This is absolutely impossible!
Hanging up the phone, she didn’t even have time to change clothes. She ran frantically to Jiang Qingyan’s door and knocked…
She didn’t even call him Eldest Young Master anymore.
“Jiang Qingyan, Jiang Qingyan…”
Two minutes later, there was finally movement inside.
First came the soft sound of slippers shuffling across the floor, then the door was pulled open a crack.
Jiang Qingyan was wearing loose loungewear, his hair slightly messy, the faint green under his eyes showing he hadn’t slept well.
Looking at Shen Huayan, his expression was full of impatience.
“Shen Huayan, you’d better have something…”
“Jiang Qingyan, I just received a notification from the police station saying… saying Tang Tang was drag racing at Moon Bay last night… and fell off the cliff…”
Shen Huayan’s voice was trembling. Paired with her pale, panicked face, Jiang Qingyan’s expression sank instantly.
“Shen Huayan, this joke isn’t funny.”
Jiang Qingyan’s voice was tight. Although he didn’t believe it, Shen Huayan’s words still made his heart sink.
“I’m not joking. The police station just called and asked me to go there… I called Tang Tang, but his phone has been off…”
After all, he was her son. Although Shen Huayan didn’t have deep feelings for him, hearing the sudden news of his death still made her panic.
Moreover…
She was still planning to use Shen Tangqing…
Jiang Qingyan stared at her coldly.
After two seconds of silence, he scolded sternly, “If you’re not awake, go back to sleep. Don’t go crazy and talk nonsense here.”
With that, he slammed the door shut with a bang.
Shen Huayan froze for a second. Seeing Jiang Qingyan didn’t believe her, she hurriedly called the driver to prepare the car to take her to the police station.
As soon as she hung up, the door opened again—
Jiang Qingyan clutched his phone, knuckles white, hands trembling uncontrollably, trying his best to suppress the fear in his heart.
He looked at Shen Huayan. It took several seconds before he spat out a word. “Go.”
With that, he forced himself to walk quickly downstairs, his back stiff and straight.
Shen Huayan couldn’t care about changing clothes anymore and hurriedly followed.
Jiang Qingyan sat on the bench at the police station.
His gaze fell on the surveillance video the police gave him, his whole person seeming to have lost his soul.
How could he die?
If I had known…
If I had known, I wouldn’t have bought him the car.
That way, would he not have died?
The “evidence” was too sufficient. The surveillance video clearly showed “Shen Tangqing” himself driving the car.
Even the license plate was clearly visible…
So much so that Jiang Qingyan had to believe the news fabricated by Li Qiulan about Shen Tangqing falling off the cliff to his death.
The ringtone of his phone called back Jiang Qingyan’s consciousness.
He looked down.
It was Fu Sizhao.
It rang until it stopped, then a second call came in. He answered the phone extremely slowly.
He wanted to speak, but found he seemed to have lost his voice, unable to say a word.
“Ah Yan, Shen Tangqing died?”
T/n: NO! NO! NO! Poor Shen Tangqing~
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