Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 50 Where is the helper that Little Sparrow found?
Where's the housekeeper? My legs were still sifting through the rice, and my throat felt like it was stuffed with a giant steamed bun and a ton of glue. I couldn't even utter the word "help." My heart was filled with mixed emotions: "Why am I knocking on this door?"

The butler was completely stunned, not even blinking.

Yun Ximo, looking at the housekeeper's expression, was like eating a piece of cake without sugar, full of disgust and impatience: "Are you planning to take root here and become our new landmark? If you have nothing to do, don't pose here. You're blocking my sunlight."

The housekeeper finally managed to tremble out of her shock, her voice tinged with the trembling of someone who had just been taken out of the refrigerator. She managed to squeeze out a complete sentence like squeezing toothpaste: "Miss, um, the lady said, she said she wants to see you about something."

As for Yun Ximo, after hearing this, a faint smile appeared on her lips. She snorted, the tone melodious and mysterious, with a hint of "How can mortals understand me?" "Is there something? Is it more important than drinking water for me?"

At this moment, the sunlight seemed to be attracted by her charm, and it deliberately passed through the gap in the gauze curtains, crowning her impartially. The golden light danced on her face, making her look proud and a little unruly. In her unruly nature, there was a hint of the leisurely and contented feeling of "Let us mortals fight slowly, while this queen basks in the sun for a while."

Leaving behind a crisp and powerful "bang", the door closed mercilessly, leaving the butler lying there disheveled in the wind.

"Let her wait, why are you in such a hurry? Let me finish this glass of water first." Yun Ximo said this slowly, with no intention of giving the housekeeper a chance to interrupt.

After saying that, she turned around and turned into a shadow, floating into the room.

Then, with a clear, loud and powerful "bang", the door was closed mercilessly.

This time, not only was the door closed, but the housekeeper's heart also "clicked" and shattered into a QR code, so messy that he couldn't find his way in the wind.

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Shu Manli downstairs, after listening to the housekeeper's report, her face immediately turned into the black-faced Bao Gong in Peking Opera, with a dark cloud special effect. It seemed that even the weather forecast had to be consulted with her.

The teacup in her hand is simply an innocent victim, undergoing a sudden "anger stress test".

Shu Manli squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, each word sounding like a small, ground stone, making people feel terrified. "It's really getting more and more outrageous."

The butler's steps were filled with anxiety. He spoke softly but respectfully, "Madam, someone from the Qin family has unexpectedly arrived."

Upon hearing this, Shu Manli's delicate teacup paused in mid-air, the tea ripples gently, but never reaching her lips. A flicker of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she wondered, "What on earth is the reason behind this Qin family action?" The Yun and Qin families had always been like parallel lines, never intersecting. In the turbulent world of business, they had never had any direct contact, let alone any eye contact.

The housekeeper also looked confused and added, "Madam, judging from their expressions and behavior, it seems that there is something extremely urgent."

Shu Manli frowned slightly, her doubts growing even more intense: What was the Qin family up to this time? But she quickly collected her thoughts and made a decision. She spoke slowly, her voice cold, "Go, invite them in."

At this moment, Shu Manli's mood was already in turmoil because of Yun Ximo's actions, and it was forced for her to put on a smile.

Therefore, when her tone naturally took on a hint of chill, people couldn't help but feel a little chill.

The butler responded and was about to turn around to carry out the order, but unexpectedly, the scene seemed to be interrupted by an invisible storm.

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Mrs. Qin rushed in with a team of well-trained and aggressive bodyguards, with the force of thunder and lightning.

As soon as she entered the room, Madam Qin's figure came straight at her like a sharp sword. Her tone was not at all dragged out, but more decisive than cutting the Gordian knot: "Madam Yun, I apologize for disturbing you." Every word she spoke was like hail.

Shu Manli's eyes inadvertently swept across the Qin family's huge and well-trained bodyguard team, and her mind suddenly became clear as a mirror: This Mrs. Qin was obviously coming for Yun Ximo.

At that moment, she sneered inwardly. It had finally arrived, albeit a little later than expected, but it had finally arrived. Although she harbored deep resentment towards Madam Qin's somewhat humble origins, she realized that Madam Qin's visit was undoubtedly to help her deal with the repulsive Yun Ximo. With this thought, her dissatisfaction dissipated like morning mist, and she barely suppressed her dissatisfaction with Madam Qin's disrespectful behavior.

"Madam Qin, what can I do for you?" Shu Manli pretended to be calm, with a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of her mouth, but her heart was already in turmoil, and she was looking forward to the good show that was about to be staged.

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However, as the mistress of the Yun family, even if her heart is in turmoil, she still needs to appear flawless on the surface to demonstrate her demeanor.

Shu Manli gracefully raised her hand, her fingertips lightly touching the edge of the warm teacup, slowly blowing away the curling tea fragrance. Her tone was filled with unquestionable calmness: "Madam Qin, since you are a noble person, the Yun family should treat you with courtesy. However, the Yun family is not a place where emotions can run wild. Your unannounced intrusion seems to contradict the proper etiquette and demeanor between the two families. I hope Madam Qin can understand."

Upon hearing this, Madam Qin's eyes flashed with disdain: "Madam Yun, I'm not here to have tea or chat with you, much less to be your guest. However, if you want to blame someone, blame your trouble-making niece. I won't come to your house in person."

Upon hearing this, Shu Manli's face suddenly darkened like the sky before a storm, anger gathering between her delicate brows: "Madam Qin, what do you mean by this? How can you say such a thing?"

As the daughter of the Shu family, even if they ranked last among the wealthy families in Mingjing, they were still well-established. How could she tolerate an upstart like the Qin family, relying on their wealth and prestige to act so arrogantly? Even though the Qin family had tried their best to whitewash their past and join the ranks of celebrities, their inherent unruly nature was ultimately difficult to conceal. How could they be compared to the demeanor of a true aristocratic family?
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Luo Luo whispered tremblingly, "Emergency alert! Madam Qin is charging in with the force of a door-breaking rage! She's approaching at the speed of light! Please note, this isn't a drill! This isn't a drill!"

As for Yun Ximo, she just said "hmm" as if nothing had happened, then put down the cup that she had sucked cleaner than her face, twisted her waist on the small sofa, and stood up slowly with a "the world has nothing to do with me" pace.

At that moment, the little sparrow came flying back in a whirlwind, looking very proud. "I knew you were in big trouble this time. Those two-legged beasts downstairs are a whole reinforcement class, the Eighteen Arhats are all out in force, their eyes are as big as copper bells."

Yun Ximo raised her eyelids slightly, a cynical smile playing on the corner of her mouth. "Oh, little sparrow, you're so good at counting. Are you thinking of becoming a 'Master Accountant of the Bird World' part-time and counting gold coins with feathers? Be careful not to let those complicated accounts peck you into a 'bald little sparrow'!"

Upon hearing this, the little sparrow's chest immediately puffed out like a balloon, and it proudly held itself high: "I'm a natural math genius. Counting is easier for me than pecking insects! What's more, I can even calculate your love luck for the day. I might even be able to predict a few 'peach blossom calamities', letting you experience the feeling of 'each calamity within a peach blossom calamity, each calamity different'!"

Yun Ximo raised an eyebrow, a disdainful smile playing on the corner of her mouth. "Men, they are just stumbling blocks on my swordsmanship, hindering me from showing off my skills in the martial arts world. 'Flying over eaves and walking on walls' is so cool, why should I slow down for them?"

When Little Sparrow saw her like this, his eyes rolled, and he leaned close to Yun Ximo's ear mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, go downstairs. I have already quietly arranged for help."

When Yun Ximo heard this, she was stunned at first, then burst out laughing, with an expression of "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" on her face. It was obvious that she didn't take the little sparrow's "helper" seriously.

She waved her hand and said, "Alright, alright, keep the ideas in that little head of yours to entertain yourself."

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At the stairs, the girl walked down slowly with a leisurely pace.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes skimming the hall like a dragonfly skimming the water. Not only was there no surprise in her eyes, not even a hint of nervousness. She only offered a calm opening line: "Oh, another extraordinary day. What's new?"

At that moment, the rage within Mrs. Qin was like a gasoline barrel ignited by a spark, shooting up from her feet to the sky. With a bang, flames shot up into the sky, and her rage reached its limit. She practically gritted her teeth as she squeezed out a few words: "You are Yun Ximo?!" This question, this discontent, was like a lifetime of resentment condensed into this sentence, ready to erupt like a volcano.

Yun Ximo, on the other hand, was unhurried, her face beaming with a smile that said, "You're angry, but I'm happy." Her cheerfulness conveyed both the carefree spirit of "Let the winds blow from all directions, I remain unmoved," and the demeanor of "I've seen the world." She said leisurely, "Auntie, did you travel from some fan meeting? Do you want my autograph or a photo? Don't worry, get in line. I'm a stickler for rules."

Mrs. Qin almost couldn't breathe, all thanks to Yun Ximo's word "Auntie".

These two words were extremely lethal and acted as a catalyst for breaking down defenses. They instantly ignited the small flame of defense in Madam Qin's heart, and the flames soared upwards, about to turn into a raging fire.

She waved her hand, and the bodyguard beside her immediately understood, stepped forward, and stretched out his strong arms, intending to subdue Yun Ximo. Just when the bodyguard was about to touch Yun Ximo.

A small hand that looked delicate and tender just lightly touched the bodyguard, and the bodyguard was like being cast under a spell, unable to move.

The next scene recreates a classic scene from martial arts novels—the shoulder throw! Like a chicken being lifted by invisible hands, the bodyguard soars into the air and lands with a thud. The entire sequence is so fluid that even the wind can't help but applaud, and the leaves hum along. The whole scene is harmonious yet thrilling.

The bodyguard lay on the ground, feeling as if all his bones had been rearranged, reprogrammed. He agonized over it, his strength vanishing like the wind. He stared wide-eyed at the delicate, boneless girl before him, awestruck.

Mrs. Qin's face turned ashen, and her eyes were filled with both anger and confusion.

Although she had heard of Yun Ximo's notorious reputation, this was her first time seeing Yun Ximo in person. The girl in front of her was indeed beautiful, a rare beauty, but she was just a vase.

"No wonder he was able to come between Shi Heshen and Yun Yimeng's relationship," Madam Qin thought to herself. "No wonder Shi Heshen was willing to get engaged to Yun Ximo just because of this face."

Who was Madam Qin? Even if the sky was falling, she had to maintain her aloof demeanor and not lose her elegance, right? However, the anger and resentment in those eyes were like two small flames, flaring out, impossible to hide!
"You...you wild girl, how dare you be so presumptuous!" Mrs. Qin shouted, but that verbal threat sounded like a kindergarten kid pretending to be angry and saying "I'm going to tell the teacher", soft and without any killing power.

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At this moment, Yun Ximo smiled faintly, a smile that was three parts sarcasm, seven parts confidence, and a hint of arrogance. She said slowly, "Auntie, I truly respect you as an elder. After all, respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional Chinese virtue. But respect doesn't mean you have to be a soft persimmon and let anyone bully you, right? Your unreasonable little tricks won't go over well with me!"

Mrs. Qin's delicately made-up face was filled with arrogance and disdain. By the way, she could be used as a door god.

In her eyes, all things in the world are probably only slightly higher than dust. As for Yun Ximo, she is naturally just an insignificant sesame seed among the "numerous living beings".

"You're preaching to me, what's the point of you?" Madam Qin's tone was full of amusement, as if she were appreciating a cup of expired tea. "Miss Yun, you're so arrogant! Even the people of East City would be ashamed of themselves if they heard you. But as for your abilities, it seems you're still at the early stages of 'dreams are big, reality is tough.'"

The corners of her mouth were caustic, a sneer flickered out, and her eyes flashed with undisguised mockery. "Do you think that an orphan girl returning to the Yun family can stir up trouble in East City? This world is as complicated as a maze. Do you think it's just kindergarten, where you can change the world so easily? I think you should first learn how to wallow in the mud before you can think about how to stir up trouble!"

(End of this chapter)