The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 673 - 677: Great Kind Person (18)

Chapter 673: Chapter 677: Great Kind Person (18)

But now, Cong Shan had no idea that the historical trajectory he was familiar with had been completely altered, and what would develop next rested on the whims of human thought.

There seemed to be a hint of condescending benevolence in Cong Shan’s words.

"Xiao Li, come back first. I’ll find a job soon, and I’ll make sure you live a good life. I won’t let you down again."

The promise from a person of greatness, what an honor that was.

Anyway, Cong Shan was moved by his own speech; his heart remained as boundless as the sea, just like before.

It was Su Li, his vain and practical girlfriend, who was destined to leave him soon, despite his preparations for a future where he could ameliorate her situation because of himself.

In his previous life, it seemed he had been put on a pedestal for so long that even Cong Shan himself started having trouble distinguishing whether he was a man or a deity.

But no matter, reality would soon teach him anew what humility was.

Su Li smiled with disgust.

With a "click," she hung up the phone.

Cong Shan was stunned for a moment, a bit puzzled. Was his girlfriend from his previous life like this?

Regardless of his doubts, the first big challenge he faced now was filling his stomach.

For the elderly Cong Shan, who had also experienced these awkward moments in his youth, this was even harder to bear.

Accustomed to the luxury of the Fu Gui nest, not only would he find hunger unbearable, but even the lack of variety in dishes, the unrefined presentation, or the imperfect taste would make it difficult for Cong Shan to swallow.

And now, he felt dizzy and light-headed from hunger.

Thus, in a flash, he overturned his previous grand declaration of sparing his ex-girlfriend. Such a malicious woman did not deserve his forgiveness.

Well, if that makes you feel less hungry, then good for you.

At least, the previous Cong Shan endured a whole night and part of a day before he couldn’t stand it anymore and went to the bank to withdraw his money.

But the current Cong Shan didn’t last even an hour. Under the cover of darkness, he went to the ATM and, without any hesitation, withdrew all the money from his account.

Although he was now penniless, which was only slightly better than a beggar as he didn’t have to sleep on the streets,

Still, he didn’t particularly care about the sum of ten-thousand-odd yuan.

In his last life, when he happened to meet the old man again, not only did the man refuse to accept the money Cong Shan tried to return, but he also gave him an additional sum.

In his heart, that money already belonged to him.

Cong Shan might not realize that when a person’s attitude towards something changes, the end result might be different too.

In the following days, Cong Shan still strictly followed the path of his previous life, but life’s malice made him question his existence.

Wondering if the memories of the future in his mind might just be a fictitious reality.

Or perhaps a lucid dream he conjured up?

Cong Shan still found a job at a handbag company selling health products.

He also encountered the old man he had called Grandpa for many years and managed to sell his merchandise.

Similarly, he awaited the moment when the boss would run off and consumers would come to cause trouble.

Cong Shan made the same decision as he did in his previous life, only it was much easier back then with his girlfriend’s financial support.

But this time, the compensation cost him a significant sum, nearly rendering him penniless again once he had paid it all.

Still, thinking about rekindling his relationship with his wife, Cong Shan clenched his teeth and returned the money to the old man.

After starving himself for a few days, Cong Shan finally went to apply for a job at Xin Ai’s company, just like before.

But this time, without the boss’s banter, Cong Shan was unsurprisingly rejected.

Standing perplexed with his resume outside the building, he felt a hundred ’what the heck’ moments galloping through his mind.

What went wrong? Why did this happen?

Logically, wasn’t it because Xin Ai appreciated his character that she decided to keep him, and then...

Cong Shan was overthinking it. Xin Ai, having attained the position of president through her womanly means, surely wasn’t lacking in tactics or ability.

She must be aware of the activities around her grandfather.

With respect to Cong Shan, she had likely conducted her own investigation, yet, unlike in his previous life, a change in one’s heart realm entailed different actions and choices.

Without Su Li’s support, Cong Shan could not afford to act recklessly and self-righteously as the Holy Father.

Struggling just to survive himself, he couldn’t think of selflessly helping others.

Without these small details to fall back on, and suddenly neglecting his own well-being to return all his money to his grandfather,

It wouldn’t be surprising for the astute Xin Ai to grow suspicious.

A corporate spy? An undercover operative from a rival company?

Either case painted a less favorable impression of Cong Shan compared to his previous life.

Furthermore, wasn’t it his obligation to return the deceitfully obtained money? What was there to be grateful for?

And however good the old gentleman’s impression of Cong Shan might be, could it surpass that of his own granddaughter?

Here, the course of events from his last life took a sharp turn.

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By the time Su Li ran into Cong Shan on the street again, he had become as thin as a rack of ribs.

His hair was a mess, and he was utterly disheveled.

Upon seeing Su Li, he ran over as if he had seen a savior.

The mall’s security staff, reacting even faster, stopped him in his tracks.

A shabby beggar, looking deranged and wailing at a lady who appeared so refined and well-off was indeed alarming; everyone feared something terrible might happen right then and there.

"Xiao Li, it’s me, your boyfriend..."

Cong Shan, fearing that Su Li wouldn’t recognize him, struggled with all his might to free his hands from the security guards, and then tried to push back the hair that half-covered his face, revealing his entire face.

"Could this guy be nuts?"

"Maybe... He’s really bold to dream like this... Hehe..."

Those drawn by the commotion all sneered.

Between them was a gulf as vast as the difference between the clouds in the sky and the mud on the ground.

One shone brightly, while the other was covered in filth; there was no way they could come together.

Even the biggest losers wouldn’t dare to think this way in private, yet this man had the audacity.

How could Su Li fail to recognize Cong Shan? Yet she still furrowed her brows and said to the security staff nearby, "How can you let this kind of person into the mall? You scared me to death..."

Su Li theatrically patted her chest, pretending to be genuinely frightened.

Some took pity on her and immediately glared angrily at Cong Shan.

Cong Shan couldn’t care less about that now; the hardship of recent days had made him resolute in keeping his girlfriend by his side.

At the very least, with Su Li’s presence, he wouldn’t have to live worse off than a beggar.