The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

In a blink of an eye, Shaoyin has been here for three years.

She was admitted to a college in Beijing and became a freshman in the foreign language department.

The smart and hardworking classmate Ji Mo, relying on his hands and brain, bought a house in Beijing last fall. I picked a big weekend and took my sister to see the new home in Beijing, and told her that they will settle here in the future, so that she can confidently and boldly enter the university in Beijing.

Shaoyin obediently responded, studied hard, and entered the exam.

Just after the military training today, Shaoyin was walking back to the dormitory, and she received a call from Sheng’s mother: "Yinyin, is the military training finished today? Are you tired? Come to your aunt for dinner? Aunty makes the water you like to eat. Boiled fish and sweet and sour pork ribs."

Shaoyin spent last winter and the summer vacation after the college entrance examination in Beijing. This was not hidden from Sheng's mother, who often contacted her, so as long as Shaoyin was in the capital, Sheng's mother would invite her over for dinner.

"Aunt Sheng made something delicious? Then I'm going!" Shaoyin laughed, "I'll change my clothes and Aunt Sheng will wait for me."

Mother Sheng smiled softly: "Don't worry, take your time, Auntie is waiting for you."

She didn't say "Auntie and Xiaojing" are waiting for you, because Shaoyin's relationship with her is far better than that with Sheng Chuanjing.

Even Sheng's mother clearly felt that Shaoyin was close to her, made friends, and Sheng Chuanjing was just an ordinary classmate.

But this doesn't affect Sheng's mother getting close to her, because she encountered a lot of depression and grievances during the three years of taking care of her son in Beijing. Although Shaoyin was young, she was very sensible, and she would solve her and make Sheng's mother like her very much.

Although the two are a generation behind, they are quite talkative. Over time, Sheng's mother really regards Shaoyin as her own junior. Every year, she knits sweaters, gloves, and hats to her. The styles are generous and warm. Some self-made candies and biscuits, etc., let Shaoyin pad a pad when she is hungry.

Since she came to the capital to take care of her son, she has no income, so most of the gifts to Shaoyin are made by hand, but Shaoyin likes it very much because it is the heart of Sheng's mother.

Back in the dormitory, she picked a skirt with long legs, picked up a small bag, and happily went out to take a taxi.

"Master, go to the East Lake Villa."

It takes more than half an hour from the campus to the East Lake Villa.

Shaoyin lowered his head to play with his mobile phone to pass the time.

"Brother, Aunt Sheng invited me to dinner, you don't have to worry about my dinner." She first sent a text message to her brother.

Ji Mo is on a business trip.

Don't ask why his seniors are on business trips.

He bought a house last year, what else is impossible?

Five minutes later, the phone rang.

"Why did you go to his house again?" Ji Mo heard a somewhat helpless voice, "Sheng Chuanjing is not a good person. How many times has my brother told you, listen!"

Shaoyin leaned on the back of the seat and said with a smile: "But Aunt Sheng is a good person. I went for Aunt Sheng, not for Shengchuanjing. Besides, no matter how rich and beautiful he is, he is sitting. In a wheelchair, I can't look at him either!"

"Okay, brother, I was a nymphomaniac at a young age, and you have been talking about it for a few years, I don't want to listen anymore!" She pretended to be angry.

Ji Mo has no choice: "Let's do it."

His sister has a very righteous idea. She can't twist the things she decides. He can't bear to beat, scold, and scold, so he can only stare at Shengchuan Jing secretly.

"I have something else, pay attention to your own safety." He hung up with a warning.

Shaoyin put away the phone and tilted his head to look out the window. At four or five o'clock, the sky was still bright, and there was a constant flow of traffic on the spacious and flat roads. As you go further and further, the lanes become wider, but there are fewer vehicles.

Shengchuanjing bought a villa on the outskirts of Beijing, with a quiet environment and few people.

He and his mother Sheng live here.

To say that after the car accident, his route seemed to deviate. Instead of studying abroad, he hired a tutor and taught him at home. In the past three years, he did not enter the Shengshi Group, but started his own company.

Ji Mo still came with him for the money he bought the house.

How rich he himself is, think and know.

"As expected of the hero!" Shaoyin exclaimed to Huihui.

In the script, with the support of Mr. Sheng, he climbed all the way up in the Shengshi Group until he was firmly seated as the president.

In reality, he started his own business, and he has also gained a lot of fame.

Huihui didn't say a word.

It doesn't like to praise the heroes and heroines. It always feels that what it says now is the face it will slap in the future.

"The sound is coming!" Mother Sheng stood at the door and looked at it several times, and finally saw a tall girl in white short sleeves and a short denim skirt, showing a pair of white and long legs, her eyes brightened and she waved her hands again and again. .

Shaoyin trot over and smiled brightly at Mother Sheng: "Aunt Sheng!"

After running over, I gave her a hug, and sniffed her with the tip of my nose: "Well, I can smell the fragrance of sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Mother Sheng smiled lovingly and lightly patted her arm: "Just your nose!"

The two entered the door arm in arm.

There are servants in the villa. Shengchuanjing is now very rich. The single three-story villa bought for the villa has more than a dozen rooms, let alone lawns and garages. Cleaning alone is a huge workload. What's more, he is still a big man of more than 1.8 meters, living inconvenience, and needs someone to take care of him?

To put it bluntly, if he falls off the wheelchair, Sheng's mother can't help him up.

However, when eating, there were only three people on the table: Shaoyin, Mama Sheng, and Sheng Chuanjing. The others did not eat with them.

"Yinyin is thinner." Sheng's mother took the public chopsticks to Shaoyin and said distressedly: "Your university is really true. Military training takes half a month. I think some universities only have one week of military training."

Shaoyin pouted: "Who said no? I used a few large bottles of sunscreen."

Thanks to the high school military training, she found that she can't just coat the exposed face, neck, arms, etc., but also coat the upper body!

Paint the areas covered by clothes too!

Because the military training shirt is very thin...

At that time, she and her roommates and sisters found out that they were partitioned. They were angry and embarrassed. They were almost crying without tears. They raised them for a long time.

Shaoyin didn't want to raise it this time, she had prepared sunscreen early.

Of course, these can't be said, she just said: "Our instructor next door is so handsome, if it weren't for him, the military training for half a month is so sad!"

Sheng's mother laughed: "How handsome? Is he more handsome than my Xiaojing?"

It's not she, her son is really handsome, at least she rarely sees a better-looking boy than her son.

Shao Yin glanced at Sheng Chuanjing on the opposite side, and saw that he also smiled and looked over, as if waiting for her answer.

He lowered his head, took out the phone, and opened the screen saver to show Mrs. Sheng: "Hey, Auntie, you can watch it by yourself."

It was a picture of a tall and tall figure standing under a tree in a camouflage uniform, slightly squinting his eyes, as if hiding from the sun, but also in a trance.

"Oh, really handsome!" Mother Sheng's eyes lit up, and she put down her chopsticks, and came over to gossip with Shaoyin, "He is one meter and eighty-five meters long? His legs are so long! Look at the eyebrows, oh really Hansome!"

Shaoyin was overjoyed when she heard "Legs are so long."

Sheng Chuanjing was stabbed inadvertently by his mother. I wonder if it is uncomfortable?

She pretended not to notice, and grinned with a chopstick to pick up the dishes: "Then Aunt Sheng thinks, is he handsome, or is he handsome?"

Mother Sheng had a meal, glanced at her son, and then smiled: "Each has its own merits! Haha, each has its own merits!"

Shaoyin couldn't help it now, and laughed "hahaha".

Each has its own merits!

When the instructor is almost a bit close, Sheng's mother will praise her son for being handsome.

Sheng Chuanjing apparently heard it too. It wasn't a big deal at first, but he looked at the lively and energetic girl who was smiling and closing, his eyes were a little strange.

Doesn't she like him?

How can you boast that others are handsome?

"What do Yinyin think?" He smiled and asked Shaoyin.

Shaoyin laughed.

She doesn't like Sheng Chuanjing calling her Yinyin, which can only be called by people who are close to him.

"A smart man won't ask at this time." She said, and Chongsheng's mother winked her eyes. "Aunt Sheng said, didn't she?"

Sheng's mother didn't expect her son to ask that.

If you are more handsome, then people will start talking!

She didn't want her son to lose face, so she greeted with a smile: "Eating, eating, the food is cold."

Shaoyin put away the phone and started to eat.

Mrs. Sheng’s cooking skills are great, and this kind of home-cooked taste is not available in restaurants.

After dinner, the servant came to clean up the dishes.

Sheng's mother refused to make herself look like she had nothing to do, so she cooked the food, but did not do things like washing the dishes.

She took Shaoyin to sit on the sofa and watched TV, and asked, "Will Yinyin stay at night? Auntie cleaned up the guest room for you."

"No, I'll go back to school." Shaoyin took an orange from the coffee table, peeled it, and said, "There will be class tomorrow morning. If I live, I may not be able to get up."

Mother Sheng said "Oh", she didn't want to stay, and just said, "Let Master Zhang send you to you in a while."

Master Zhang is the driver of Sheng Chuanjing.

"Yeah." Shaoyin nodded, peeled off the silk from the orange, and gave half to Sheng's mother.

Sheng's mother liked her unrestrained appearance, and happily took it over and said, "Does Yinyin have fruit in school? Auntie has a lot here. I will bring you two boxes later? You can eat with your roommates."

Like Ji Mo, she likes to give Shaoyin a lot of things to share with her roommate.

"Then carry a box of oranges. The oranges are durable." Shaoyin said.

The two of them ate fruits and watched TV. Shaoyin planned to eliminate food and asked the driver to send her back to school at eight o'clock.

After sitting for a while, Sheng Chuanjing's voice came: "Yinyin, come with me."

"Okay." Shao Yin got up and walked to Sheng Chuanjing's wheelchair.

He is physically inconvenient. He lives on the first floor and his office is also on the first floor.

Shao Yin followed him to the study.

"what is the matter?"

Sheng Chuanjing motioned to her to close the door, then looked up at her gently and said, "I want to ask Yinyin to help me draw a picture."

In the upper circle, many people like elegance, antiques, famous paintings, and original works of everyone. If they are delivered well, they can be good to some people.

Sheng Chuanjing was going to attend an old gentleman's birthday banquet in half a month. When he heard that the other party liked Chinese painting, especially landscape painting, he thought of Shaoyin.

First of all, if you want to buy authentic works of famous artists, one is too expensive, and the other is expensive and no one sells them.

Secondly, there must be a lot of people who gave away the original works of famous artists, and his family background may not be able to reach the other side's heart.

It's better to take a risk and let Shaoyin, a little girl who doesn't know her name, paint a picture, which is refreshing, and secondly, Shaoyin's skills are really good. Let Sheng Chuanjing say that it is no worse than some famous artists.

"That's it." Shaoyin ran her hands on her back, rolling under her feet, and didn't immediately agree.

Seeing her like this, Sheng Chuanjing smiled and said, "If you don't let you paint in vain, how about I give you a car?"

Shaoyin asked, "What car?"

Sheng Chuanjing smiled and said, "XX has just released a new car, beautiful and light, have you heard of it?" While talking, he took the tablet and found out which car to show to Shaoyin.

Shaoyin leaned over and looked at the model first, and then at the price.

Three hundred and two hundred thousand yuan.

"My brother won't let me." She retracted her body and apologized.

But she said to Huihui in her heart: "Look, this is the gap between the cannon fodder and the heroine. The heroine doesn't have to do anything. He is willing to spend 20 million to buy her a necklace. Now he asks me to do something before buying me a car."

"Let him eat shit!" Huihui said contemptuously.