The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 672 - 676: Great Kind Person (17)

Chapter 672: Chapter 676: Great Kind Person (17)

Actually, Su Li had just casually mentioned it when he was leaving, but he hadn’t anticipated how desperately the people in the shared rental loved to snag little advantages—they nearly stripped the room bare.

The reason it was nearly bare was that they couldn’t yet move the bigger items, like the bed.

But... give them time, and they would surely leave nothing behind.

Trust in their capabilities.

So, poverty had its reasons, Su Li’s belongings, easily snatched up, were enough to keep them happy for a long time.

They didn’t care about how Cong Shan had helped them before. No amount of help could stop them from seizing an advantage whenever they could.

Cong Shan faced a room that looked as if it had been raided by bandits.

Even a nearly finished tube of toothpaste in the corner had been taken without hesitation.

Seeing this situation, Cong Shan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

It had been years since he faced such a dramatically absurd scenario. Becoming young again, he had experienced it once more, which made him want to laugh.

But he soon couldn’t laugh anymore—it was time to cry...

Now, he was completely broke. To be poorer would be... indescribably tragic.

But, to expect the vampire-like tenants of the shared rental to cough up their gains was impossible—better to go back and dream; that was more realistic.

Ninety-nine percent of the items emptied from the room had been bought by the original owner, and no one knew this better than the tenants who stayed at home all day under the same roof.

When faced with Cong Shan’s accusations, they even had their justifications.

"Your ex-girlfriend said she didn’t want the stuff she bought anymore, told us we could take it... we didn’t take yours, just her stuff."

"Exactly, look... this pot in my hand, your girlfriend bought it last month."

"Mine is something your girlfriend bought just last week."

...

As they spoke, a more painful truth emerged. A young man, half envious, half jealous, suddenly said, "Cong Shan, you’ve got it good, we just realized, you’re actually being kept by your girlfriend."

In their eyes, this statement was definitely a compliment.

Think about it, being able to live off someone else’s earnings through one’s own capabilities, isn’t that impressive?

They wanted to live like that too, but they simply didn’t meet the necessary conditions, and no one was willing to support them.

But to Cong Shan’s ears, it just sounded bland.

Years later, having that veil torn off, and now a famous person, Cong Shan felt somewhat humiliated.

It was truly an instance of the pot calling the kettle black.

With that realization, those entitlements in his heart suddenly couldn’t justify any resentment anymore.

This also made Cong Shan hazily realize a harsh truth. He really couldn’t break up with Su Li yet.

During this period, he needed to rely on Su Li to get through the tough times.

However, Cong Shan explained to himself internally that once he became successful later, he would definitely stop Xin Ai from taking revenge on Su Li.

He would also repay him, ensuring that the tragedies of the past life wouldn’t repeat.

Xin Ai hadn’t done it on purpose either; she had just been too heartbroken over him. She probably hadn’t anticipated that things would turn out the way they did.

Thinking of his wife, who had been by his side for a lifetime in his previous life, Cong Shan’s heart couldn’t help but soften warmly. He wished he could appear before her immediately.

He is but a poor boy now, while the other party is already a big company executive with no such past opportunities; the two could never connect.

Cong Shan still had this self-awareness.

Thus... everything had to follow the trajectory of the past life.

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When Su Li received a call from her "Great kind person" ex-boyfriend, she slightly raised an eyebrow.

She had already organized some perfunctory remarks in her mind.

But this call came much faster than she had anticipated.

Once connected, the voice on the other end came through the wireless device; Su Li quickly sensed something unusual.

Cong Shan’s attitude wasn’t at all like that of someone facing a huge crisis unexpectedly.

His voice was steady, his words calm, not once mentioning Su Li’s unreasonable actions.

After all, Su Li was still posing as his current girlfriend.

How should a normal person feel at such a time?

Despair, shock, at a loss?

Nonetheless, none of these were present; on the call, Cong Shan simply asked indifferently when Su Li would return.

He didn’t even mention the empty room that had been pillaged.

Taken aback for a moment, Su Li smirked with a taste of irony. It seemed time was indeed a wonderful thing. It not only aged the skin but also matured the mind.

At least, this version of Cong Shan couldn’t possibly have been so composed.

The reason Su Li could be sure that it was indeed Cong Shan himself, not possessed by something else, also had a cause.

In her later life, the original owner harbored a deep hatred for Cong Shan, once praised as a "Great kind person" by the entire world.

Even later, while in a daze at a psychiatric hospital, her actions still involuntarily sought traces of Cong Shan.

On television, in newspapers and magazines, she tortured him thousands of times in her mind.

Thus, nobody was more familiar with the later behavioral patterns of Cong Shan than the original owner.

Immediately upon picking up the phone, that tone of speaking caught Su Li’s attention—it was exactly the same as the later Cong Shan’s public speeches.

It seemed that during the reversal of world time, somehow a particular timeline’s Cong Shan got swept along.

This was just perfect. Torturing the same person twice was indeed not exhilarating at all, utterly boring.

Moreover, to put it accurately, at this point, Cong Shan’s worst actions were merely squandering his girlfriend’s money and essence blood. The more outrageous actions hadn’t even happened before Su Li led him astray in his disposition; it seemed that what could have contributed to his good deeds might no longer happen.

And this current Cong Shan was indeed the chief culprit through and through in the tragic experience of the original owner.

No use pretending he was ignorant.

The fact that his newly appointed girlfriend stood up for him, how could it possibly be hidden from those around him? They were merely pretending to be oblivious.

As for later, when mentioning his down-and-out experiences in front of the media, the touch-and-go mention of an ex-girlfriend, it was unclear whether he did so unwittingly or intentionally.

Now was perfect, a person unaware of his own future, who had lost it without experiencing it, naturally wouldn’t feel too saddened.

But if someone who firmly believed in his success and had once enjoyed the world’s praise, wealth, and fame suddenly finds himself disappearing among ordinary people, the shock might be enough to drive any weak-minded individual insane.

This Cong Shan was probably still dreaming of the opportunity he was about to receive.

Only Su Li knew that this major turning point for Cong Shan would never come again.