Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu was expressionless, making it impossible for Ding Ningdie to guess her thoughts.

Ding Ningdie smiled at Ning Shu, seemingly relieved. “I’m just glad Sister forgives me.”

Ning Shu patted Ding Ningdie’s shoulder again. “If I snatch Bai Hanmo from you, will you forgive me?”

“I…” Ding Ningdie hesitated.

Ning Shu scoffed and went upstairs.

Ning Shu went to check on Mother Ding. She found her sitting on the bed while on the phone.

Ning Shu stood at the door and waited for Mother Ding to hang up before approaching.

“How’ve you been? Did anything happen?” Ning Shu asked.

“Nothing happened. I just spoke with Director Zhao. Something happened with his family so he’s in urgent need of money and is willing to sell his shares to me,” Mother Ding replied.

“His son caused trouble and was locked up. They need money to manage connections,” Mother Ding explained.

“Don’t rush this. I’ll investigate the matter first,” Ning Shu said. “We don’t want to give ourselves away.”

Ning Shu took some of her burn ointment and left. She went to one of the private detectives and asked him to look into the Zhao family’s situation.

Then, she went to visit the Lian family, which was also a top-tier wealthy family.

Lian Min was the eldest young miss of the Lian family. As a child, she’d suffered severe burns when hot oil spilled on her chest, stomach, and thighs.

She’d been mischievous and had wanted to play in the kitchen.

Her burned, wrinkled skin, which should’ve been a woman’s most attractive feature, made Lian Min’s appearance quite frightening.

Ning Shu planned to give this ointment to Lian Min.

Ning Shu waited a long time before Lian Min finally came downstairs.

Lian Min’s expression was cold and every part of her skin was covered.

However, Lian Min was still a great beauty.

“What do you want from me?” Lian Min sat down and asked coldly.

Lian Min covering her entire body showed that she cared about her appearance.

Ning Shu took out the burn ointment. “This is for you. It’s a secret recipe I found that can heal burns. Try it.”

Lian Min’s expression turned extremely cold. She hated it when people mentioned her burns.

“It’s very effective. Try it. My mother and I are planning to launch a cosmeceutical brand, and this is our signature product. It’s specifically for burns, cuts, and various scars.”

Lian Min’s face turned even uglier. “You want to use me as a signboard? Ding Xueqing, don’t you think it’s excessive to poke at others’ wounds like this?”

“Why would I be your lab rat?” Lian Min’s expression was cold as she stood up. “Please leave.”

Ning Shu stood up and said gently, “You were the first person I thought of. I want to promote my brand, and you want to heal your scars.”

“What if it’s useless?”

“Do you know how despicable it is to make others suffer disappointment over and over again?” Lian Min said coldly.

“But if you don’t try, you might miss the opportunity to heal yourself,” Ning Shu replied.

“Alright, you can leave now. Leave the ointment behind.”

Ning Shu nodded. “It really works, so remember to use it.”

When Ning Shu returned, the villa was in chaos.

Ding Ningdie sat in her wheelchair crying in pain.

It was so severe that she’d broken into a cold sweat.

MTL Editor: Wheat