Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment; she hadn't expected Su Jiqing to say that.

Before she could think about it, the glass door to the balcony was gently pushed open.

A butler in a black uniform stood at the door, his posture respectful: "Young Master, the banquet is about to begin. Madam requests that you come down to cut the cake."

Su Jiqing nodded slightly, took the thin blanket off his shoulder, folded it neatly, placed it on the back of the chair, and smiled at the people on the balcony.

"Let's go, or my sister will come up here herself to arrest us if we don't go down now."

Several people filed downstairs.

Su Jiqing walked at the front, with Lin Zhiyan beside him, Su Yi'an and Su Yilan following closely behind, and Wen Qing bringing up the rear.

The lights in the banquet hall were a bit dimmer than before, and the guests had consciously made room in the center.

A huge multi-tiered cake was pushed to the center of the hall, its buttercream frosting exquisite and intricate, with a single golden candle inserted on the top tier.

Su Jiqing stood in front of the cake, surrounded by family and friends.

The candlelight shone on his handsome face, casting a warm golden hue on his pale skin, making him look more rosy than when he was on the balcony.

He smiled as he took the cake knife, surrounded by people—Su Yilan and her brother, Lin Zhiyan, and several men and women whom Wen Qing didn't recognize, probably relatives of the Su family or friends of Su Jiqing himself.

They chatted and laughed with him, some patted him on the shoulder, others took pictures of him with their phones. Su Jiqing maintained a gentle smile throughout and responded patiently to everyone.

Wen Qing didn't move forward. She found a chair in the corner and sat down, watching from a distance the sickly young man who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

The candlelight was beautiful, the smiles were beautiful, and the cake was beautiful.

But this person, loved by everyone, seems destined to die of illness soon...

Just as Wenqing was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Hey, who are you? I've never seen you before."

Wen Qing turned her head and saw two or three boys and girls of similar age standing next to her seat, looking at her curiously.

A girl's gaze lingered on her skirt, as if judging its price and brand.

The other boy stared straight at her face, his eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of disdain.

They were all dressed very elegantly; the boy wore a suit and the girl wore a dress, clearly indicating that they were scions of a prominent family on good terms with the Su family.

Wen Qing met their gaze, then slowly lowered her eyes and said softly, "I am Su Yilan's friend, and I came here at her invitation today."

Unexpectedly, these words only made one of the girls more suspicious.

"Are you really Su Su's friend? I've never heard her mention you before, and we've never met you before."

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should tell Su Yi'an about helping him repair the painting.

But before she could speak, a malicious voice cut in from the side.

"I don't think she's Miss Su's friend at all. She probably snuck in by attaching herself to Miss Su. Miss Su is naive and has been bewitched by her. When I asked her which family she was from before, she wouldn't even tell me her family background. So she must be from a poor family. She went to great lengths to squeeze in in order to snag a rich husband."

The speaker was the same man who had been rebuked by Su Yilan earlier.

He held a glass of champagne, a smug look on his face as if he had caught his prey by the skin of his teeth.

As soon as he said that, the way the other boys and girls looked at Wen Qing immediately changed.

Some people looked at him with disdain, some took a half step back as if avoiding something unclean, and others whispered among themselves.

Wen Qing stared coldly at the man, preparing to retaliate, when a cold voice suddenly lashed out from behind them.

"My sister can make friends with whomever she wants; does she need to report to you?"

Su Yi'an walked over at some point.

He wore a well-fitting black suit, his flaxen curly hair gleamed coldly under the light, and his refined face was full of arrogance and disdain.

He walked straight up to the man, and although he was a little shorter than the other man, he completely overwhelmed him with his imposing presence.

"And you... what you just said meant that my sister has no discernment and can't even tell the difference between genuine and feigned sincerity?"

The man's expression changed, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, that's not what I meant..."

"If you don't have it, shut your stinking mouth!"

Su Yi'an didn't even bother to give him a second glance, casually tossing out those words.

The man's face flushed red and then turned pale. His lips twitched a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything more and slunk away with his champagne.

Su Yi'an then turned to warmth, her tone neither cold nor warm.

"Wenqing, my sister asked me to call you over."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the boys and girls who had just been questioning Wen Qing changed.

It turns out she really is Su Yilan's friend, and even Su Yian came to call her personally.

The girl who had looked at her with suspicion earlier showed a hint of regret on her face. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but Su Yi'an had already turned and left. Wen Qing nodded slightly to the others as a farewell and followed Su Yi'an.

The two walked through the banquet hall and onto a corridor away from the crowd. Su Yi'an suddenly spoke without turning her head.

"Were you mute just now?"

Wen Qing was taken aback.

"He said those things about you, and you didn't even fight back?"

Su Yi'an's tone carried a hint of awkward annoyance, as if he were somewhat disappointed in his son.

"I was prepared to fight back," Wenqing explained softly, "but you just happened to come."

Su Yi'an paused for a moment, then let out a very soft chuckle through his nose.

"Looks like you're not made of clay after all."

"But I still helped you, so we're even now... You helped me fix my painting last time, and I'm helping you out this time. We're even now."

Wen Qing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then couldn't help but purse her lips.

As they spoke, the two walked into the back garden.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the front hall, this place felt like another world.

Several chairs were placed under the wisteria trellis, and warm yellow ground lights were hidden in the bushes, casting a soft and quiet light, with the faint chirping of insects in the distance.

A faint fragrance of gardenias wafts in the air.

Where is Su Su?

Wen Qing looked around but didn't see Su Yilan.

"My sister was worried that you would be harassed by those people, so she asked me to bring you here to find some peace and quiet. She said she would come to find you in a little while."

After Su Yi'an finished speaking, he turned and left. After taking two steps, he stopped, looked back at her, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something. In the end, he only said, "Don't run around," and then strode away and disappeared at the end of the flower stand.

Wenqing sat down on a chair under the wisteria blossoms and observed her surroundings.

At this moment, comments started appearing on the screen.

[No way, the banquet is almost halfway over, and the uke still hasn't shown up?]

In the original novel, Wen Fan attended the banquet as Gu Qin's lover, and then she ran into Su Jiqing there, leading to a complicated love triangle that was incredibly melodramatic.

[Yes, yes, this part in the original novel was so exciting—Wen Fan appeared as Gu Qin's companion, and Lin Zhiyan was also there. Gu Qin and Lin Zhiyan were cousins, and it was a famous scene where the two men were jealous of each other! Su Jiqing and Su Yi'an were also caught in the middle, making it even more lively.]

However, the most exciting part of the birthday banquet in the original novel was the breakthrough in the relationship between Lin Zhiyan and Wen Fan. The two almost kissed while carrying Gu Qin on their backs. The atmosphere in the original novel was written in a way that made people's blood boil.

[But now the plot has completely changed. Wen Fan didn't even show up, and the younger sister is sitting alone in the garden. Is it even possible for this scene to happen?]

Wen Qing watched the discussion in the live chat, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.

Her question echoed the comments: Will this storyline happen again?

"System," she murmured to herself, "Will that part of the original story still happen in this timeline?"