Chapter 64 Is it good to be controlled by you?

Chapter 64 Is it good to be controlled by you?

Those children were as thin as bean sprouts, their little faces tilted upwards, their eyes lacking the innocence of childhood, but only a kind of almost instinctive longing honed by life.

Yun Yang felt as if something had clenched her heart tightly.

How could you kill a child? Will this book even pass censorship?

They are pitiful, aren't they?

The system's electronic voice rang in my mind, carrying a hint of persuasion.

[If you rush to the platform and say to the male lead, "Don't treat them like this, they're so pitiful!", I'll give you back your 10,000 yuan.]

Looking at the dense crowd below, it would be impossible for Yun Yang to be completely unmoved.

During the summer vacation when she was ten, she went back to her grandfather's house. A circus troupe came to the village. There was a seven or eight-year-old child in the troupe, dressed in drab clothes. The adults wrapped wire around his neck again and again until his face turned red and he was on the verge of suffocating.

Before that, she thought she was the one who had the hardest life, having to help her mother cook every day after school, while her classmates could wear pretty dresses and dance in training classes.

I never imagined there could be someone more pitiful than her.

She still remembers clearly what her grandfather said: "If you don't study hard, I'll send you to a circus troupe to earn money."

So... it seems that, apart from the period after Xiaoting's hemorrhoid surgery, she hasn't had a single day of proper rest in all these years.

But if you want to be a kind person, the first step is to become a rich person.

Because the child from the circus troupe was asking her for a tip.

She couldn't offer a single penny and glared at her fiercely.

Those people down there had been standing in the damp sea breeze for who knows how long, like wild beasts waiting for their prey.

Blindly stopping this act of charity will only make people resent her for taking their flesh; no one will appreciate her kindness.

She doesn't want to harm anyone, nor does she want to be a pushover.

"Pay first, then get the service done."

Yun Yang coldly replied in her heart.

"I'll do the job first, then you pay. I would never cheat a lowly NPC like you!"

The system refused decisively.

Yun Yang scoffed inwardly.

"Then forget it."

She turned around and her gaze fell on Fu Xiaoting.

Jujiro was holding a bottle of sunscreen spray and spraying it all over Fu Xiaoting's exposed hands.

They were even more meticulous than when applying protective paint to precious cultural relics.

Actually, she was gambling too.

Doubts suggest that Xiaoting could not possibly stand idly by and watch a stampede happen.

As if sensing that gaze, Fu Xiaoting also turned his gaze over.

He saw the wind hitting Yunyang's face, blowing the stray strands of hair across her forehead.

[Hehe, after a little preparation, it's actually quite good.]

Yun Yang remained expressionless.

I dare not be prettier than you, for fear you'll pack me up and send me to the Arctic Ocean to be an ice sculpture.

Just then, two men in manager uniforms walked over quickly and stood respectfully in front of Fu Xiaoting to report on their work.

One of the Black men had very distinctively bald sideburns, as if they had been deliberately shaved with a razor.

Yun Yang recognized him at a glance.

Isn't this the one from the quiet phone ad who's "bad at sex but has sexy lips"?

What a small world.

The Black man glanced at her, then looked away in an instant.

Then, bowing slightly, she respectfully said to Fu Xiaoting, "Sir, everything is ready, we can begin."

The other white manager looked to be in his sixties, with thinning hair on top that shone brightly in the sunlight.

“Sir,” he said, a very slight, malicious smirk playing on the right corner of his lip, “there are at least 30% more people this year than in previous years. Should we distribute the cash in two installments?”

Fu Xiaoting, standing on the balance bike, merely tilted his head slightly upon hearing this.

These two bodyguards look like a hard-boiled egg and a salted egg, respectively.

Yun Yang looked up at him.

Xiaoting seemed completely unconcerned about the lives of the tens of thousands of people below her.

"snort."

Standing to the side, Shen Mingyue suddenly snorted coldly and muttered in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "That old geezer is very wicked. The longer it goes on, the more people will die."

Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked Shen Mingyue, "Why hasn't anyone organized them to line up yet? With so many people, if we just throw the money down, won't people fight over it and die?"

To everyone's surprise, Shen Mingyue put away her usual playful smile, and her expression became unusually serious and cold.

She turned her head and looked at her with cold, unfamiliar eyes.

"Yun Yang, mind your own business."

“This country doesn’t need poor people who can’t even support themselves. I can’t even manage them, so what can a maid like you do?”

"Stop looking, the mute has a villa here, come with me."

Yun Yang was startled by Shen Mingyue's words, and her heart skipped a beat.

She realized that the seriousness of the situation might be far beyond her imagination.

Shen Mingyue, this seemingly carefree young lady, would actually say such things...

Seeing that Fu Xiaoting had already raised his foot, preparing to step onto the temporary platform next to him.

The two managers now wore undisguised, cruel smiles of schadenfreude. The crowd below stirred even more violently, like a pot of water about to boil, with countless hands waving in the air and countless eyes burning with greed and despair.

Just one step away.

One step away, and it's a rain of money, a stampede, and death.

Yun Yang's heart tightened instantly, but she knew that the system was definitely more anxious than she was.

This is in its mission world; it lost the female lead, which led to the current situation.

"I'll go if you return all my money."

She didn't have time to waste words with the system and issued an ultimatum in her mind.

[Human life is at stake, don't try to bargain at a time like this!] The system was indeed anxious, its voice crackling with static.

Yun Yang sneered inwardly.

bargain?

That was all her hard-earned money, forcibly confiscated by this damn system, and now it's become her bargaining chip?

"Then forget it." She replied crisply with those four words, even leisurely shifting her gaze to the distant horizon where the sea met the sky.

She bet the system wouldn't dare let her really "give up".

System: [You're a bad person]

Yunyang retorted: "Is being controlled by you the only way to make things good?"

system:【……】

One second.

Two seconds.

Just as Fu Xiaoting's toes were about to touch the solid wood of the steps...

I need to apply for the money; I'll give you a deposit first.

The system spoke almost through gritted teeth.

Her pocket suddenly felt heavy. She pulled it out and glanced at it—a wad of cash.

OK.

Yun Yang smiled with satisfaction.

The next second, she took a deep breath and, without the slightest hesitation, quickly passed through Jujiro who was blocking her way, reached out and grabbed Fu Xiaoting's arm.

The movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Fu Xiaoting stopped moving.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and even the sound of the wind seemed to disappear.

The man's arm muscles were firm, and even through the thin fabric of his shirt, one could feel the strength beneath.

Yun Yang looked up at Fu Xiaoting and recited the lines given by the system in a dry voice.

"Don't treat them like that, they're so pitiful."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoting's body visibly stiffened.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes behind his sunglasses staring intently at her, as if trying to see through her skin to her soul.

Yun Yang felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

Xiaoting, don't look at me like that. I'm just going through the motions.

After a moment, Fu Xiaoting withdrew his gaze and turned away.

He didn't go up to the platform again, but instead raised his hand and gestured towards the distance.

The next second, Yun Yang realized that the crazy scene of banknotes falling like snowflakes that she had imagined did not occur.

Below the dock, on the edge of the commotion, hundreds of bodyguards in identical black uniforms suddenly emerged from all corners.

They moved swiftly and were well-trained, quickly forming human walls and setting up long cordons.

The originally dense and crowded crowd was orderly divided into long queues.

Immediately afterwards, several high-decibel loudspeakers began broadcasting on a loop.

"Everyone line up! Show your ID and you can receive a living allowance of 1,000 yuan!"

"Please do not crowd! I repeat, please do not crowd! There is a portion for everyone!"

There was a brief commotion and confusion in the crowd.

Once they were sure they hadn't misheard, a deafening cheer erupted and echoed throughout the entire dock!

Yun Yang stared blankly at Fu Xiaoting.

Clearly, he had been prepared for this for a long time.

It's impossible that he changed his mind at the last minute because of what she said.

What was he waiting for?

She couldn't help but ask the system in her mind.

Don't you think there's something off about the male lead?

Who exactly is he?

I didn't ask before because I was afraid of revealing my mind-reading abilities.

Judging from the current situation, even if the system is stupid, it can see that Fu Xiaoting's character is no longer consistent with his persona.

System: [Hmm...something's definitely not right. Wait a moment, I'll initiate a deep biological scan...]

[...]

I need to borrow your eyes.

The next second, a crystal-clear 3D nude image suddenly flashed before Yun Yang's eyes.

Xiaoting's...

Yun Yang: "!"

You really can't lend everything out.

The car is no good, and my eyesight is even worse.