The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 526 - 530: Who Touched My Body (Part 2)

Chapter 526: Chapter 530: Who Touched My Body (Part 2)

Zhuersi took Su Li’s hand and asked gently, "Xiao Li, what’s wrong with you?"

"All these are good things, how can you just throw them away like that? Even if you don’t like them anymore, you could give them to your cousins..."

Zhuersi’s face showed a pained expression as she looked at the things wasted on the ground, clearly feeling it was a pity.

Seeing that Su Li wasn’t as close to her as before, she felt puzzled and at a loss, turning to her husband Su Junjie with a plea for help in her eyes.

Su Junjie was particularly considerate of his wife’s family, often feeling quite a headache about always ensuring to include her family in their considerations, though it was never apparent on the surface.

His attitude was the same as his wife’s—very soft and gentle.

"Xiao Li, some of these things don’t matter if you throw them away, but the ones Mr. Cao gave you, you really can’t toss out."

By the end of his statement, Su Junjie’s words finally carried a hint of parental authority.

Then he turned to Zhuersi and said indifferently, "You shouldn’t always talk about how Xiao Li’s cousins are like this and that. Xiao Li doesn’t like to hear it."

At this point, Su Junjie covertly glanced at Su Li, and seeing that she wasn’t as defensive as before, he showed a small, satisfied smile.

In contrast, Zhuersi was a bit stunned, blankly looking at her daughter and belatedly showing a hurt expression.

The way these parents were interacting with their child revealed many discrepancies.

It wasn’t like the closeness found in ordinary families between parents and children, but rather it felt like parents acting according to their daughter’s looks.

Su Li’s face was expressionless, and she spoke unhappily, "If I want to throw them out, I’ll throw them out."

"Alright, alright, as long as you’re happy..."

The full tolerance of parents dealing with a willful child.

"It’s just that with Mr. Cao, you should speak to him nicely, don’t start a conflict..."

Seeing that Su Li wasn’t interested, Su Junjie happily took his wife’s hand and pushed her towards their bedroom. Zhuersi’s lips moved as though she wanted to say something to her daughter, but under her husband’s stern warning gaze, she couldn’t speak out.

She could only pull a bitter face, looking dejected, and made frantic eye signals to Su Li.

The usually perceptive princess seemed blind today, not catching any signs of her mother’s distress, and felt a bit dissatisfied.

Su Junjie, however, was especially happy with Su Li’s unusual behavior today. He was quite forceful with his hand, quickly pulling and pushing Zhuersi into the bedroom. He even stuck his head out at the last moment, reminding her like a thoughtful dad, "When you go out with Young Master Cao today, make sure not to be too petulant."

Knowing his daughter disliked hearing such things and giving just a hint, Su Junjie immediately stopped talking and swiftly shut the door with a bang.

Even though he knew Young Master Cao liked his daughter’s behavior, men can change their tastes on a whim. It still was safer to be more understanding and be a gentle Jieyu flower.

At this point, the parents’ attitude grew even stranger, but if one knew all the reasons behind it, it wouldn’t be surprising.

Su Li let out a cold laugh, not showing the usual princess’s tenderness, but instead she was full of presence, intimidating to the point where one wouldn’t even dare to meet her gaze.

The servants glancing her way immediately bowed their heads, focusing on their tasks, as if their eyes were on their noses and their noses on their hearts.

Su Li’s gaze swept over the messy room, kicking a toy at her feet and crushing a glowing ball under her foot.

That was probably the gift from Mr. Cao, the fiancé mentioned by Su Junjie, the item from Xibei that he cherished the most.

From the corner of Su Li’s eye, she seemed to see a servant sneakily exiting at the turn of the staircase with a mobile phone, as if they were about to tip someone off.

Su Li didn’t concern herself with that, and once the other servants had quickly cleaned up a guest room, she shut the door tightly behind her and threw herself onto the bed.

Messing around with those things in the room last night tired her out, she hadn’t slept well all night, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she fell deep into sleep.

The original owner’s experience actually had some fantastical elements.

Two years ago, when the original owner had just turned eighteen, the Su Family was just an ordinary family struggling to make ends meet.

Like thousands of other families, they had their fair share of worries.

For example, her father, Su Junjie, lacked ambition, content with muddling through his work. Every month, when his salary arrived, a good portion went straight to his stomach, on smoking and drinking, and enjoying skewers with friends. Another small portion he gave to his nephew, the original owner’s cousin, the sole heir of the Su Family and son of Su Junjie’s elder brother.

When half of the money was taken home, Mom Su, Zhuersi, of course, was not pleased. Though gentle, she was stubborn.

When she was upset, she wouldn’t lash out in anger but would just look at you with tearful eyes, making you feel guilty.

But if Su Junjie could be moved by his wife’s behavior, he wouldn’t keep falling back into the same old patterns.

Since her husband wasn’t receptive to her approach, Zhuersi took an even tougher stance and vented her frustrations on the original owner.

Growing up, the original owner was used to seeing her mother’s face etched with bitterness; the fact that she wasn’t twisted by it was a testament to her resilient nature.

The half of Su Junjie’s salary that was supposed to support the family of three was barely sufficient, yet Zhuersi, driven by some psychology, was even more generous to her nieces from her side of the family than her own daughter, secretly diverting a considerable amount from the household to support them.

Su Junjie wasn’t entirely unaware of his wife’s actions, but with the little salary he handed over, there wasn’t much to spare for his in-laws anyway. Since it didn’t affect his own indulgences, he simply pretended to be oblivious.

But this made life difficult for the original owner.

Despite this, the original owner still loved her parents very much, very much indeed...

Under normal circumstances, they would just be an ordinary family with its troubles but also small comforts.

Although the father was unreliable, sometimes he remembered to bring the original owner a small gift, a pencil or a notebook, inexpensive but enough to make her very happy.

The mother might be hard to describe, showing more affection for her nieces than for her own daughter, but she did love the original owner. The warm meals every day made the original owner feel very fortunate; she felt luckier than many unfortunate people.

At least she had both parents, had an education, and had food to eat; after all, people should learn to be contented.

If things continued like this, she would marry an average man, have a child, and together they would work to raise the child.

Perhaps her parents would remain as they were, but things wouldn’t get any worse...

But everything took a turn on her eighteenth birthday.