Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu just shrugged. She looked as though none of this had anything to do with her.

Ning Shu opened her bag and took out a few miniature cameras. She installed one in the living room, and then one each in both Tang Yu and Bai Feifei’s bedrooms.

Maybe they would record something useful.

After the cameras were in place, Ning Shu waited for the awkward duo to return.

Tang Yu ran for quite some time before he caught up to Bai Feifei. But when Bai Feifei heard him call her name, she sped up.

Without waiting for the light to turn red, she dashed across the intersection. A car rushed towards Bai Feifei as its driver honked the horn.

Bai Feifei seemed to be in shock as she stared at the car that rushed towards her, her expression dazed.

Tang Yu’s own expression changed drastically. He reached out to grab Bai Feifei and pulled her into his arms. As they watched the car speed away, he put his hand on Bai Feifei’s head.

Bai Feifei was still in shock at first, though as Uncle’s scent filled her nose, it soon calmed her rapidly beating heart.

Nestled in his arms and with his large hand on her head, Bai Feifei once again recalled Uncle’s actions at the funeral: where he held her hand and confronted a group of relatives.

Uncle was her salvation.

She wanted him to be happy.

Bai Feifei hugged Tang Yu’s waist tightly. Her lips curled into a smile as she closed her eyes, looking intoxicated.

Tang Yu, being squeezed by Bai Feifei, attempted to loosen his grip. But Bai Feifei held on even more tightly. He pushed Bai Feifei away and, in a dark tone, said: “Do you even realize the danger you were just in?”

Bai Feifei had a wide smile on her face. Her smile was bright despite the tears running down her face. Inwardly, Tang Yu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but the expression on his face became even more stern.

“Given a second chance, I’d still do the same,” Bai Feifei said playfully. She wanted her uncle to take the initiative and pull her back into his arms.

“Bai Feifei. You are becoming more and more disobedient, and my patience is starting to wane.” Tang Yu’s expression darkened when he saw that Bai Feifei was not only unashamed but also rather proud of herself.

“I know, Uncle! I’ll be more careful next time.” Bai Feifei hugged Tang Yu’s arm. Her still immature chest pressed against it, conveying a soft feeling.

Since it was summer, Tang Yu was wearing casual clothing and could vividly feel her body against his.

Tang Yu frowned slightly. This felt improper and he wanted to pull his arm away, but Bai Feifei held on tightly.

“Let go,” Tang Yu said in a low voice.

“I won’t.”

“Let go.”

“I won’t, I won’t let go,” Bai Feifei said boldly.

Tang Yu looked rather helpless.

Bai Feifei suddenly smiled at the discovery that this shameless method was much more useful in dealing with her uncle.

“Uncle, do you have to marry Aunt Wen?” Bai Feifei raised her head and looked at Tang Yu with watery eyes. “That woman isn’t who you think she is, she’s very two-faced. She pretends to be kind and gentle but is completely different when you’re not there. I hope Uncle won’t be deceived by her.”