Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 236 Please Let Me Free a Meal 5

The next day, while Song Xianyin was having breakfast, Song Xuanran sat on a stool with a serious expression.

Song Xianyin looked at him, puzzled. "What are you doing?"

The last time he had that expression was when a beggar snatched his plastic bottle.

Song Xuanran sighed: "His leg is broken."

Song Xianyin paused, looking at him in disbelief: "His leg is broken? Why? What happened?"

Song Xuanran shook his head, his expression somewhat grave: "I was interrupted."

Song Xianyin silently drank her congee, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

She wiped her mouth and looked at him silently: "Isn't this a good thing?"

Why is the atmosphere so heavy?

She thought they both hated their nominal father.

Song Xuanran scratched his head sheepishly: "I was afraid you'd cry, so I didn't dare to laugh."

Song Xianyin's lips twitched: "Perfect, so Grandpa and Grandma won't have to go looking for him every day."

Two elderly people, both so old, still have to earn money to support their son who is in his prime.

Song Xuanran leaned against the wall and yawned widely.

"But I heard some good news."

Song Xianyin looked up at him, and Song Xuanran smiled slyly: "It was that man from the restaurant last time who had someone do it."

"His name is Gao Zeming, and his family owns a loan sharking business."

Song Xianyin thought of the man's disappointed look and slowed down her movements: "He's actually a really nice person, and now everyone is happy."

Song Xuanran shook his finger: "No, we can't let others make this a happy thing for us."

Song Xianyin didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Song Xuanran straightened up and stood in front of Song Xianyin: "From now on, you go to Gao Zeming to investigate the truth of the matter. I'm going back to my hometown to bring him here as a witness."

Song Xianyin was silent for a while: "Why? Do you want to arrest Gao Zeming? But this matter won't do us any harm."

On the contrary, it has many advantages.

Song Xuanran put his hands on his hips and laughed a few times: "Song Xianyin, you're really stupid."

"Don't tell anyone you're my sister."

He snatched the porridge from her hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"You need to subtly remind Gao Zeming of the incident where he broke someone's leg, and then I'll bring the old man on stage to negotiate."

Song Xianyin disagreed: "Why don't you go and tell Gao Zeming? He has so many bodyguards around him. What if he breaks my leg?"

Two streams of tears flowed down Song Xuanran's face: "No, brother won't let you go to your death. Gao Zeming never hits women."

"Besides, I couldn't even get close to him. Do you know how badly your brother was beaten?"

He was just eating some noodles on the street when he ran into their bodyguards, who suddenly attacked him and beat him up. They chased after him even after he ran away.

These lunatics, when did he ever offend them? They beat him every time they see him.

"Look!" Song Xuanran rolled up his sleeve and wiped away his tears.

His body was covered in bruises; you'd think he was a body artist.

If he dared to get close to Gao Zeming—no, he couldn't even get close to him—as long as he appeared in the sight of his bodyguards, he wouldn't be able to escape.

"All right……"

However, Song Xianyin couldn't find Gao Zeming's whereabouts at all; she wasn't a hacker.

She had Gao Zeming's business card, but she couldn't just call him directly to ask.

"Boss, we saw that guy on the street yesterday, and we beat him up pretty badly."

"How can he eat noodles? His girlfriend has become so thin because of him."

"Exactly, just seeing his face makes me angry."

The bodyguards muttered incessantly, their faces filled with resentment.

He sneaked out to eat noodles by himself and didn't even bring any for his girlfriend. What a jerk!

Looking at the scenery outside the building, Gao Zeming took a sip of coffee and smiled, "People like this really don't have any reason to live in this world."

It should be optimized away.

Seeing that Gao Zeming was getting ready to work, the bodyguards wisely left, making sure to close the door behind them.

"Didn't we agree that I would be the one to close the door?"

"You have a hunchback, it doesn't look good when you close the door."

"You're the one who's ugly, get lost!"

Gao Zeming was already used to their noise, and he quietly looked at the documents on his desk.

These days were incredibly boring for him; he was a boring man, destined to live a boring life.

As he was looking at it, his phone suddenly lit up, and an unfamiliar number called.

Gao Zeming did not answer.

But a short while later, the phone rang again.

"Hey?"

Gao Zeming leaned back lazily in his chair, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Who got his phone number? Which company's manager, or which newspaper?

He'll make them pay the price for disturbing him.

"Hello."

Unexpectedly, a soft female voice came from the other end.

Gao Zeming paused for a moment, his tone carrying a hint of certainty: "Miss Song."

"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm currently..."

The bodyguards at the entrance were fooling around.

"You look like a beast in human clothing when you wear a suit."

Is that how you use the phrase "a beast in human clothing"?

"Enough, you two illiterate people."

"You, with only a high school diploma, have the nerve to talk back to us?"

The door was suddenly opened, and Gao Zeming walked out with a dark face.

"Let's go now."

The bodyguards looked at him blankly: "Boss, where are we going?"

Are you going to kill someone in broad daylight?

Have they really gone this far in their blatant disregard for human rights?

"Go find Miss Song now," Gao Zeming said coldly.

He's not a real man. He actually kicked his girlfriend out. Gao Zeming has never seen a man like this in his entire life.

He'll kill him one day, so he won't go around harming Miss Song and other women.

It's already late autumn, and when he called her just now, he could hear her voice trembling.

The bodyguard driving glanced at the rearview mirror: "Boss, if I speed, will you help me out?"

He didn't want to get points deducted, and he wanted to go on a road trip at the end of the year.

Gao Zeming was speechless: "It's not like we're going to a crematorium to rescue someone, just drive your car properly."

He didn't want to lose points; he didn't want to die.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat chuckled to himself, thinking, "What an idiot."

Upon arriving at the place Song Xianyin had mentioned on the phone.

Gao Zeming saw Song Xianyin, dressed only in a single layer of clothing, standing alone at the door with a suitcase in her hand.

She was already so thin from hunger, and with everyone else dressed so warmly, she looked even more pitiful.

The bodyguard driving the car couldn't help but tear up.

How pitiful! That damn scumbag even kicked them out. They didn't beat them up nearly enough last time.

"Miss Song." Gao Zeming frowned and ran to Song Xianyin's side.

He draped his suit jacket over Song Xianyin and led her to the car.