The transmigrated younger sister of a powerful figure in a novel is forced to become the beloved pet

Chapter 228 We're both cannon fodder, what good stuff do you expect me to get?



Chapter 228 We're both cannon fodder, what good stuff do you expect me to get?

Lin Yan was flattered, not expecting Yuan Yangyang to personally pour her water. She accepted it with both hands and thanked her repeatedly.

A hint of apprehension unconsciously crept into his eyes as he looked at Yuan Yangyang.

There was no way around it; Yuan Yangyang was just too fierce, and you couldn't afford to mess with her.

Su Mingyue was in the same group as her, and she was really afraid that Yuan Yangyang would be implicated if she got involved with someone like that.

Tu Xiangchen was also extremely thirsty at the moment, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

But seeing the formidable Yuan Yangyang and his displeased cousin Tu Sibo after his setback, he chose to remain hidden when faced with the choice between drinking water and protecting himself.

I'll just stay hidden and remain invisible; I won't die of thirst anyway.

There's no need to offend both sides over a single drop of water; he doesn't want to draw attention to either side.

Su Mingyue didn't get along with the director, and she couldn't beat Yuan Yangyang either, so she was extremely frustrated.

After mentally cursing Yuan Yangyang a thousand times to vent his anger, he began to seek help from the system.

"System, is there any way to help me teach Yuan Yangyang a lesson and show her what happens when she messes with me?!"

The system responded emotionlessly, "This is not within the scope of the task, and no assistance will be provided. Please resolve this yourself."

Su Mingyue retorted indignantly, "Aren't you a system? Shouldn't you be omnipotent? You won't even help with such a small thing. Didn't you see me being bullied by her just now?!"

System: "Please remember your mission, host. This system is not authorized to provide assistance with matters unrelated to the mission."

Immediately afterwards, the system went offline, and no matter how much Su Mingyue called out to it, the system never reappeared.

He clearly appeared unmoved.

Su Mingyue was almost furious.

Senior Yu watched such a grand show and felt thoroughly satisfied.

It's been a long time since the entertainment industry has seen a newcomer like Yuan Yangyang who doesn't care about fame and is so successful.

He admired Yuan Yangyang's way of doing things; she would settle scores on the spot rather than suffer in silence.

Rather than fighting amongst ourselves, we might as well go crazy.

I wonder if his child is still alive, and what he looks like now. If only he could be so carefree, he would suffer less.

Qi Cheng noticed that everyone present was exchanging knowing glances because of Yuan Yangyang's gesture of offering water.

However, their attitudes toward Yuan Yangyang were unanimous, all expressing fear and apprehension.

Qi Cheng found Yuan Yangyang to be an extremely interesting girl.

He may seem reckless and impulsive, but he is actually quite shrewd.

She has clear likes and dislikes, and she doesn't hold grudges against others because Su Mingyue offended her, nor does she compromise herself because of Tu Sibao's fame.

She proactively offered the last cup of tea to those who had offended her, leaving no chance for them to do so.

Anger will be repaid.

They disdain superficial projects.

She's an interesting girl; the rest of the show probably won't be too boring.

That way, these next few days won't be too difficult for him.

The host silently swallowed, looking at the few people who hadn't gotten any tea, not daring to utter a sound, and felt even more that Yuan Yangyang was not someone to mess with.

He reminded himself that this guy was a force to be reckoned with, and he absolutely couldn't afford to mess with him.

Director, please don't cause any trouble. If you give me a hard time or make things difficult for her, I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to resign.

Faced with the choice between losing my job and losing my life, I still know which to choose.

It's unclear whether the host's prayers came true or Director Wang was simply too angry to think straight.

The old rock tea, whose treasure had been stolen, not only didn't get angry, but also didn't instruct him to make things difficult for Yuan Yangyang and her brother.

The host finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Little did he know that although Director Wang lost the old rock tea, he gained traffic.

Looking at the rapidly rising live stream data, Director Wang was overjoyed.

The frustration of being criticized for old Wuyi rock tea is no longer so important.

Director Wang crossed his legs, trying to console himself.

It's just drinking his tea. As long as it keeps the show popular, he can brew it for them himself.

The assistant director clasped his hands together, bowed in all directions, and muttered, "May our ancestors bless us, and may the program go smoothly without any problems."

I don't ask for meteoric success or to bring glory to my ancestors; I only hope the program goes smoothly.

If he had known it would be this exciting, he would have stopped Director Wang from inviting the Yuan siblings as guests no matter what.

He'd rather not have this kind of troublemaker, even if it causes the show to become incredibly popular.

He was afraid that he would get a heart attack before the show even finished airing.

Host: "Director, shall we continue?"

Before Director Wang could speak, the assistant director picked up the walkie-talkie first.

"Continue my ass! If this continues, who knows what kind of trouble these ancestors will cause?"

The game is paused; we will proceed to the next stage.

Hearing the assistant director's instructions, the host breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles every second he sat there.

Finally, the production team stipulated that the house for today would be selected by drawing lots.

Since Tu Sibo and Yuan Si'an had already completed the Truth or Dare activity, they were given priority in the draw.

“Yangyang, come here, you draw the lot for your brother.” Yuan Si’an led Yuan Yangyang to the box for drawing lots.

"Me?" Yuan Yangyang pointed to herself, her face full of disbelief.

Fifth Brother, I really envy you. You're not thinking of getting a nice place to stay, are you? It's true what they say, the one who's kept in the dark is the happiest.

We're both cannon fodder, what good stuff do you expect me to get?

Waaaaah, what kind of fate is this? I finally managed to transmigrate back into the book, only to end up in the body of a cannon fodder character.

What is cannon fodder? It's someone who's immune to good luck!

Yuan Yang couldn't help but look at Su Mingyue from the CCTV line, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth.

[Sigh, this little villa probably belongs to the female lead; I always knew that anything associated with her would end up being bad.]

Faced with the dejected Yuan Yangyang, Yuan Si'an didn't say much, but showed through his actions that he would definitely let Yuan Yangyang draw this lot.

The production team prepared a total of five housing units with different conditions: a self-built villa, five newly built brick houses, and three somewhat old bungalows.

Then there were two mud-brick houses and a thatched hut next to the cowshed.

Apart from the group of guests who haven't arrived yet, the other four groups will draw lots in turn.

Tu Sibo took the lead and wanted to draw lots first. Yuan Yangyang was too lazy to compete with him and lined up behind him.

Tu Sibo was eager to try his luck and made all the necessary preparations, but unfortunately, he had bad luck and only drew two mud-brick houses.

"Damn it!" Tu Sibao crumpled the note into a ball, his face turning pale and then red.

He said that Yuan Yangyang was there to bring him bad luck and had ruined all his fortune.

"Brother, it's alright. An adobe house is still a house, it's better than a thatched hut!" Tu Xiangchen quickly comforted him.

Tu Sibao's expression darkened further. He glared at the other person fiercely, remaining silent.

Tu Xiangchen didn't know what he had said wrong, so he touched the tip of his nose and stopped talking.

On the big screen in the live stream room, a barrage of "hahaha" comments flashed by.

Netizens were laughing so hard they were doubled over.


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