Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

“I haven’t seen Miss Bai,” the secretary said, shaking his head.

Tang Yu looked around and frowned in concern.

As per tradition, Ning Shu was given away by Father Wen before the two swore their vows in front of a priest and exchanged rings.

When they kissed, Tang Yu only touched Ning Shu’s face briefly and then immediately pulled back.

Although the officiant tried to brighten the mood, Ning Shu and Tang Yu stood in front of him with matching blank expressions. The officiant couldn’t help but wipe sweat off his brow.

Tang Yu’s cell phone rang twice and he quickly checked it. Bai Feifei had sent him a text.

Ning Shu craned her neck and leaned over to skim the message. ‘Uncle, I wish you happiness. I’m leaving and will never disturb you again. I’ll move on and forget you, blah blah blah…’

Ning Shu chuckled. If she wanted to leave then she could do so. Why send a message first? She could just wait until after she ran away to send one.

Tang Yu’s expression changed drastically when he saw the content of the text message and he nearly rushed out to find Bai Feifei. All he wanted was to find her. He didn’t care about the marriage, his connections, or the benefits.

At the thought of Bai Feifei leaving him, Tang Yu felt as though the rug had been pulled out from under him.

He couldn’t tolerate her leaving him. He just couldn’t…

Ning Shu grabbed Tang Yu’s arm and pulled him along. He wanted to shake her off but failed.

“Let me go.” Tang Yu’s face, always seeming so calm, now plainly showed his panic and loss.

Ning Shu looked at him. “What are you going off to do? We’re getting married right now.”

“I’m going to find Bai Feifei. She left!” Tang Yu spoke quickly, looking very anxious.

Ning Shu said indifferently, “She can’t leave, you’re her only relative. You can look for her when the wedding is over, she won’t have gone far.”

Bai Feifei just wanted to ruin the wedding. How could she leave?

“She’s at the airport now and will be leaving soon, Wen Hanlei. You need to let me go. I have to find Bai Feifei!” Tang Yu pulled at Ning Shu’s hand.

“Are you going to run away from our wedding?” Ning Shu looked at Tang Yu expressionlessly.

Tang Yu took a deep breath. “I’m sorry but I discovered that I love Bai Feifei.”

“Wen Hanlei, melons that are forcefully twisted off the vine are not sweet. I’ll make it up to you.” Tang Yu had always been running away from this truth, so he felt relieved that he now understood his feelings. Yet his heart ached at the thought of Bai Feifei leaving.

“’Make it up’ to me?” Ning Shu raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, forcefully obtained melon is not sweet. We won’t be happy if we get married this reluctantly.”

“I don’t care if it’s sweet or not, I’m just happy to twist it off,” Ning Shu said calmly. “Give me some face here and don’t leave.”

“Let me go, Wen Hanlei.” Tang Yu discovered she was too strong for him to escape her grasp, despite being a man.

Ning Shu grabbed his wrist with one hand and put her arm around his waist to fix him in place.

She shot a look at the officiant who immediately said, “Now let’s take a look at the beautiful progress of the bride and groom’s relationship.”

The screen behind him lit up, displaying beautiful pictures.

They were accompanied by a voiceover. “No, Uncle, I’m going to sleep with you. I’m afraid of thunder.”

“I kissed you, Uncle.”

“What did I do, Uncle? I didn’t do anything. You say it’s wrong to kiss you but it’s etiquette. Don’t foreigners also show intimacy with their kisses?”