Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback! novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Sister, Jiang Cheng is bullying me!

This change made Jiang Cheng extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if he had been an outsider from the very beginning.

He arrived at this house as an outsider.

And during the change, he became even more of an outsider.

After a cold laugh in his heart, he walked into the living room as usual, then found an excuse to send Jiang Ye away.

His room hadn’t changed much; the servants had kept it very clean, and everything was in its original place.

Jiang Cheng was satisfied, then he walked out of the room, as if wanting to identify every single change, he browsed this home he hadn’t returned to for a long time, room by room, inch by inch.

When he reached the fifth floor, he paused.

— because Jiang Shixu’s room door was open a crack.

This really surprised him.

After all, this guy’s door was always tightly shut all year round, and it had been a year since Jiang Cheng last saw him.

Jiang Cheng tentatively knocked on the door, there was no response, and the lights were not on.

So he pushed the door open and walked in outright.

Upon turning on the light and seeing the inside, Jiang Cheng froze on the spot.

For a moment, he thought he was in the wrong place—

The wall in front of him was filled with photos of girls.

If he hadn’t double-checked that this was indeed Jiang Shixu’s room, Jiang Cheng would have thought he was in the secret base of some obsessed fan.

After a careful examination, he became even more doubtful about life.

Because all these photos were of one person—

His half-sister from the same father, Shen Lan.

When had their relationship gotten this good?

This discovery both shocked and amused Jiang Cheng.

An autistic person has become closest with the female devil?

Jiang Cheng’s gaze moved elsewhere, and he began to notice how much Jiang Shixu had changed from before.

His room’s corners were filled with various musical instruments and scores.

Whereas previously, he had shown no interest in anything.

He even dropped out after a year of high school.

Why had he begun to study musical instruments now?

Jiang Cheng’s fingertips lingered on those Chinese musical instruments, finally resting on the guzheng.

On the strings of the guzheng, there was a small portable player placed.

Jiang Cheng picked it up and pressed the play button; a soothing melody of the guzheng flowed out.

It was ethereal and lonely, like a clear spring in a secluded valley, but also carried the exhilarating power of surging mountain rocks.

It was refreshing.

“What are you doing?!”

Suddenly, an icy voice rang out from behind. Distracted by the music, Jiang Cheng didn’t react in time, shivered, and dropped the portable player, which smashed heavily onto the floor.

The small screen immediately shattered into pieces, and the music abruptly stopped.

Standing at the door, Jiang Shixu’s eyes reddened instantly; he rushed forward and pushed Jiang Cheng away.

Jiang Cheng staggered, nearly falling, and any hint of panic and guilt that had started brewing in his eyes vanished entirely, replaced by a cold dark glow.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shixu was staring intensely at the fragments on the floor.

After a moment, he slowly squatted down, his hand trembling as he reached toward the now shattered portable player.

Seeing his extreme sadness and distress, Jiang Cheng straightened up, flicked his hand where he had just touched, and said disdainfully,

“It’s just a portable player, right? I’ll compensate you with ten of them.”

Jiang Shixu turned back, his eyes reddened, a cold light swirling in his gaze and his thin face now filled with anger.