Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 709 But He Really Is My Second Uncle

The voice came from Jiang Li.

She had just come down from the staircase when she saw the person standing next to Wen Jiaojiao and instantly froze on the spot.

The man also froze and, the next second, visibly began to panic, flustered and at a loss.

Even more confused was Wen Jiaojiao.

Seeing the curious glances from the people around her, Wen Jiaojiao covered her face and walked towards Jiang Li, lowering her voice and said,

"Lili, I know you want to help her, but you can’t do it this way!"

Jiang Li stayed silent for a second.

"But he really is my second uncle."

Wen Jiaojiao: ???

She glanced at the man standing at the door, looking exceedingly awkward, then back at Jiang Li, her eyes moving back and forth between them over a dozen times still unable to believe it.

"Jiang Li, are you serious? Or is your second uncle a coser?"

Jiang Li: "....."

"I’ll explain it to you later."

Having said that, Jiang Li took long strides towards the man, effectively blocking his path.

"Second Uncle."

She called out again.

The man bowed his head even lower.

"You, you’ve got the wrong person."

"Second Uncle, stop pretending," Jiang Li said expressionlessly, "There is no one in this world who I could mistake."

Jiang Mingyu instantly remembered the scene of the girl’s live fortune-telling session and ultimately let out a helpless sigh,

"Alright, alright, I am indeed your second uncle."

The adjacent Wen Jiaojiao: ???

Shock!

The famous high-society lady’s uncle was actually a beggar?!

Up until they sat down in the private room, Wen Jiaojiao was still very much questioning life.

Wasn’t the man opposite just a beggar?

Look at his messy hair, look at his ragged and hardly warm clothes, then look at him devouring his food at the dinner table.

How was that any different from a beggar?

Wen Jiaojiao eventually couldn’t hold back and stood up.

"Um... Second Uncle, take your time eating, I’ll go and order some more dishes for you."

Saying this, she gave Jiang Li a meaningful look as she walked out.

It was then that Jiang Li spoke up.

"When did you come back?"

Jiang Mingyu almost choked on a mouthful of food, stammered, "Just, just a few days ago."

"Lies."

Jiang Li coldly spit out two words, frightening Jiang Mingyu nearly enough to drop his chopsticks.

He had to respond with tears in his eyes, "I came back... several months ago..."

"Then why didn’t you come home?"

Jiang Mingyu choked again.

Looking into Jiang Li’s clear, black and white eyes, he seemed to see his elder brother who had passed away many years ago.

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He subconsciously sat straight up.

"I, I was actually planning to return, but, but something unexpected happened..."

Then he spilled all the details about how he came back and the incidents he had encountered since returning to Jiang Li.

After he was done, even Jiang Mingyu himself was stunned.

After all, his relationship with this grand niece wasn’t close, and even when they were at home, she was the one he disliked the most.

But now, the person before him seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, no longer eliciting any distaste from him; in fact, looking into those eyes inexplicably brought him some peace of mind.

Jiang Mingyu thought that he might have gone crazy from hunger over the many days.

Jiang Li’s brows remained furrowed after listening.

She knew her Second Uncle was unreliable, but she hadn’t imagined him to be this unreliable.

After so many years making his way abroad, he hadn’t toughened up at all.

And he almost lost his life.

However, in the original story, he did indeed lose his life there.

But it wasn’t entirely his fault—in the original setting of the story, her Second Uncle was meant to be an extremely unreliable person.

She had even looked at his destiny before, and his life was destined for great fluctuations: fame at a young age, followed by death in a foreign land.

Due to her intervention, his karma had changed, and the trouble would manifest in other ways.

Like making the mistake of trusting the wrong people, for instance.

Thinking about this, Jiang Li sighed, feeling more helpless than anything.

"All the money you got from saving that person was swindled?"

Jiang Mingyu carefully nodded.

"Did you report it to the police?"

Jiang Mingyu nodded again.

"I did, but the police said there was too little information; they can’t find the perpetrator for the time being."

Jiang Li thought about it and agreed.

Those people who could jointly commit crimes targeting the wealthy had obviously prepared in advance to flee, and they were seasoned at it.

Finding them in the short term would indeed be difficult.

"Second Uncle, you don’t have any money, and you’re not going home? How have you been getting by?"

"I..." Jiang Mingyu coughed, "If I return home looking like this, Dad would definitely be angry, and I don’t want Shi Xu to see me like this."

"As for how I’ve been surviving..."

Jiang Mingyu dug out a harmonica from his pocket, "When I have nothing else to do, I play my harmonica in the alley. I play well, and the people here are wealthy, so I’ve managed to scrape by."

Just then, Wen Jiaojiao walked in and happened to hear this remark before abruptly closing the door again with a "snap."

What else could this be if not begging?!

Jiang Li had nothing more to say, sighed again, and held her forehead.

"Second Uncle... how about this, I’d like to take you to get a haircut first, and we can talk about the rest later."

She simply couldn’t stand seeing the excellent genes of the Jiang Family go to waste.

Without waiting for Wen Jiaojiao, Jiang Li sent her a message and then took Jiang Mingyu to a nearby beauty salon.

Jiang Mingyu was originally very resistant to the idea of grooming, since his current appearance was meant to prevent others from recognizing him.

But just as he was about to object, he met Jiang Li’s dark eyes, so similar to his older brother’s.

His throat tightened, and he swallowed his words, obediently lying down on the VIP room’s beauty bed.

Jiang Li gave the beautician some instructions and then pushed open the door to the next room.

She took a book from the shelf and had been reading for a while before Wen Jiaojiao came over.

"Sorry, Lili, I got a call just now—it was my agent. We talked for a bit and I lost track of time."

"It’s fine." Jiang Li glanced at the sofa opposite her, "Have a seat."

Wen Jiaojiao, choking back her words and with a questioning look, slowly sat down on the sofa.

"It’s not that, Lili, but your Second Uncle... why is he like this?"

She had seen her Second Aunt, the CEO of Xingmei Entertainment, and the former top agent in the industry who even managed a once king of the music scene.

She had thought that a man who married such a prominent figure would be some sort of industry leader.

A beggar turned out to be the reality?

Jiang Li remained silent, "Actually, my Second Uncle is quite handsome; it’s just that he has encountered some difficulties recently and has become a bit weather-beaten."

Wen Jiaojiao let out a snort of laughter, about to say "How handsome can a beggar be?" when the door opposite them snapped open.

As if the light shone through, a tall figure walked in against the light.

The moment she saw his face, Wen Jiaojiao was so excited she nearly stood on the sofa.

"Wow, does this beauty salon have such handsome guys? Sign me up for a lifetime membership!"