Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Marked by the Villain (GL) - Chapter 15

The corners of Fu Qingyun’s lips curved. It seemed she really was a little girl with a sweet tooth, immediately asking for strawberry flavor.

Then she thought about it: Ruan Jiyan had a fever yesterday, and today she wanted ice cream.

Fu Qingyun turned to look at Ruan Jiyan and saw a hopeful look in her eyes.

Sigh.

Fu Qingyun sighed.

Never mind, if the little girl likes it, I’ll buy it.

Ruan Jiyan’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Fu Qingyun suddenly turn and look at her. She smiled at the other woman, then turned her face away, expressionless.

She didn’t know why, but Ruan Jiyan was trembling slightly, and a thin layer of sweat was seeping into her palms.

Thinking back to the previous life, she personally killed the Fu Qingyun who had treated her violently—digging out her scent gland and severing her hands and feet.

Decisive and merciless.

But now, looking at Fu Qingyun standing on the sidewalk outside the glass door, waiting for the traffic light, she suddenly felt a pang of softness.

If Fu Qingyun was truly hit and killed by the recklessly driven truck, then it could only be said that she was unlucky.

Ruan Jiyan rubbed her tired brow, pretending that nothing unusual was happening. She sat there quietly, waiting for Fu Qingyun to return.

If she was lucky enough to survive, Ruan Jiyan would never harbor murderous intent again. But if she died…

She died, so she died. What does that have to do with her, Ruan Jiyan?

She just wanted to eat ice cream.

The malice in her heart enveloped Ruan Jiyan once more. She quickly finished the bowl of bright, clear vegetable soup, rested her chin on one hand, and carelessly stared out the window.

“Hello, miss,” a waiter pushed a small cart toward her. Wearing gloves, he placed two delicate small cake trays in front of Ruan Jiyan and smiled:

“This is a dessert that the other young lady specially ordered for you just now.”

“Thank you…”

Ruan Jiyan was momentarily stunned.

So Fu Qingyun had already figured out what Ruan Jiyan liked to eat.

Sweets, candy, cream.

Favorite fruits are strawberries and cherries.

Although Fu Qingyun didn’t think these things were very healthy, since Ruan Jiyan liked them, she would indulge her as much as possible, though the quantity still needed to be controlled.

Fu Qingyun hadn’t intended to let her eat cream cake today, but her heat cycle had just passed, and her hands were injured.

Eating sweets could lift her mood, so Fu Qingyun decided to let her indulge just this once.

There were many girls lining up to buy ice cream, and quite a few couples holding hands. Fu Qingyun was sandwiched between two couples who were showing off their affection.

Her phone rang. She looked at it, and it was a message from Fu Qingyan.

【Yun’er, the matter is handled.】

Fu Qingyun smiled when she saw it. Her “tool-brother” was incredibly efficient. Fu Qingyun had only discussed Ruan Jiyan’s return to school with him this morning, and unexpectedly, the matter was settled by noon.

【Thank you, Bro!!!】

Fu Qingyun couldn’t suppress the smile on her face. As soon as she came back after buying the ice cream, she definitely had to tell Ruan Jiyan about it.

“Oops, don’t push me…”

A burst of laughter and scolding came from behind. Fu Qingyun wasn’t paying much attention. She was scrolling through Weibo on her phone, marveling at how identical this world was to hers, when she suddenly bumped into a girl.

“I’m… I’m sorry…”

The girl backed away, her face flushing. Fu Qingyun, worried she might fall, specifically reached out a hand to steady her.

“Be careful.”

Lin Luoluo thought the other party would be angry, but she turned out to be such a gentle person. She gathered her courage and walked up to Fu Qingyun, saying, “I’m sorry, Sister. Let me treat you to the ice cream.”

“No need,” Fu Qingyun smiled at Lin Luoluo. She put away her phone and said, “I’m buying it for someone else.”

“Someone else?”

Lin Luoluo looked around but didn’t see any friends with Fu Qingyun. She insisted:

“It’s fine. I’ll treat both you and your friend.”

Ruan Jiyan watched the entire scene of the two of them pushing and shoving. She emotionlessly bit off the cherry on the cake, watching Fu Qingyun with the eyes of prey about to be hunted down.

Initially, she was touched by Fu Qingyun’s actions, but then she forgot the idiom: A leopard never changes its spots.

Where is the truck? Why hasn’t it arrived? Hurry up and run over this flirtatious woman.

Ruan Jiyan was filled with an inexplicable rage. She felt a bitter sourness in her heart, staring at Fu Qingyun not far away, grinding her teeth in anger.

The cream cake tasted bland to her. Ruan Jiyan could only think about when that truck would arrive.

Facing the persistent Lin Luoluo, Fu Qingyun refused again, saying, “Little sister, you really don’t have to.”

“Okay,” Lin Luoluo pursed her lips in frustration. She stared at Fu Qingyun’s phone and suddenly smiled sweetly: “Sister, how about we add each other as friends? I can recommend some delicious food to you later.”

Hiss…

Fu Qingyun understood. This little girl was probably interested in her, which was why she was trying so hard to get her WeChat.

She smiled helplessly, not wanting to get overly entangled with the girl in front of her, so she said, “I’m sorry, I don’t have WeChat.”

“Sister, if you don’t have WeChat, a phone number is fine too…”

Lin Luoluo looked anxious. This was the first female Alpha she had liked so much—in simple terms, it was love at first sight—but the other party didn’t want to say another word to her.

But her face was already quite attractive among Omegas; many Alphas usually pursued her.

“One strawberry ice cream, please.”

Fu Qingyun paid and put away her phone. Lin Luoluo and her group of friends stood beside her.

Just as Lin Luoluo was about to speak again, Fu Qingyun felt a light poke on her back.

“Sister, why haven’t you finished buying it yet?”

“Ruan Jiyan?”

Fu Qingyun turned around and saw Ruan Jiyan had somehow run out. She was wearing only a thin high-necked sweater; her down jacket was gone.

“Why did you run out?”

She looked at Ruan Jiyan’s slightly pale, cold face and quickly took off her down jacket and draped it over her. While helping her put it on, she said, “I told you to wait inside, didn’t I? The wind is strong outside; don’t catch a cold.”

Lin Luoluo’s face turned ashen at the sight. She slowly retracted the hand holding her phone and stammered, “I’m so sorry, Sister. I didn’t know you had a girlfriend. I’m so sorry.”

“Huh?”

Fu Qingyun put her arm around Ruan Jiyan’s shoulder and led her aside, rubbing her hands while waiting for the strawberry ice cream.

“Sister,” Ruan Jiyan pretended to look curiously at the retreating Lin Luoluo, smiling: “Who was that girl? Do you know her?”

“No.”

Fu Qingyun shook her head. She took the ice cream and held it up to Ruan Jiyan’s lips, smiling, “Here’s your little strawberry. I’ll hold it for you. Do you want to taste it?”

Ruan Jiyan didn’t focus on the ice cream. She continued to ask, “You really don’t know her? But I just saw Sister hugging her.”

“Cough, cough, cough—”

Fu Qingyun nearly choked on her own saliva.