Ch 38: The Cannon Fodder Won’t Play Along Anymore [QT]

ARC 3: I’m a CEO, I Don’t Understand Feelings

When Mu Xing opened his eyes again and found himself lying in a pure white hospital room, his expression was already calm.

It must be another reincarnation.

Although this reincarnation seemed a little off—he was already an adult.

The sharp pain coming from his legs made him frown. He glanced to the side and pressed the call bell.

Soon, a doctor and a nurse came in. Mu Xing looked at them calmly:
“My body hurts a lot. Is there a way to make me feel better?”

The doctor and nurse were clearly surprised at his attitude. The nurse quickly said:
“Yes, yes. We have the latest imported painkiller. It won’t cause any side effects to your body.”

Mu Xing nodded to her.
“Thank you.”

His face was pale from the pain and injuries, but that face was still so handsome. Even while enduring severe pain, he maintained impeccable composure. The nurse blushed.

As she went out to fetch the medicine, she thought to herself:
Mr. Mu was so irritable the other day… it must have been because he couldn’t bear the blow of losing his leg so suddenly, right?

Taking advantage of the nurse’s absence, Mu Xing lay on the bed and began to sort through this body’s memories.

Mu Xing, CEO of the Mu Group’s Zhaoxing Corporation, a wealthy heir born with a silver spoon, had a girlfriend.

Or rather, a former girlfriend now.

Ten days ago marked his second anniversary with his girlfriend, Qin Leyi. He had booked a special dinner and bought flowers and a ring, planning to surprise her at her home.

But what he got was a surprise of another kind—Qin Leyi and his buddy Cheng Qian were so caught up in their passion that they hadn’t even made it past the entryway.

When Mu Xing opened the door, their clothes were already half off.

In a fit of rage, he landed two punches on Cheng Qian and stormed out.

On the drive home, shaken and unstable, he crashed into a large freight truck.

After surgery, he woke up in the hospital to be told: his spinal nerves had suffered permanent damage, and with current medical technology, recovery was nearly impossible.

In other words—he was paralyzed.

His girlfriend and his best friend had betrayed him, and now he was crippled. A triple blow.

When Mu Xing first woke up, he nearly went mad. On top of the pain from his injuries, the presence of anyone—doctor or nurse—made him irritable and violent.

As for Cheng Qian and Qin Leyi, whether out of guilt or something else, neither of them had shown up since the accident.

The ward door opened.

The round-faced nurse came in and injected the painkiller. Seeing the frown on his face, she couldn’t help but comfort him:
“Mr. Mu, cases like yours aren’t without hope. Please don’t give up. Everything will get better.”

Mu Xing gave her a small smile.
“Thank you. I will.”

When the room was quiet again, Mu Xing began to sift through another set of memories.

These memories belonged to the future.

Events that, from now, had not yet happened.

In those memories, Mu Xing, consumed by pain and betrayal, had completely changed as a person.

Qin Leyi was a rising star in the entertainment industry, signed to Zhaoxing’s subsidiary, Glory Entertainment.

Or rather, Glory Entertainment had been founded by Mu Xing for the sole purpose of supporting her.

And with the resources that Glory Entertainment poured into her without asking for anything in return, Qin Leyi had risen in just two years from an unknown extra to a top-tier actress.

Of course, she wasn’t without talent.

But in the entertainment industry, there were countless pretty faces with skill who never got noticed. She had indeed taken the shortcut Mu Xing laid at her feet.

If it had only been ordinary cheating, Mu Xing might have just broken up with her.

But after the car accident left him paralyzed, his mind grew twisted. He wanted to torment her.

He used her infidelity and her career as leverage, refusing to break up, forcing her into humiliating demands.

Every time Qin Leyi was tormented by him, she would run to Cheng Qian for comfort. Over time, their bond only grew stronger.

Later, with his career neglected, Mu Xing was forced out of Zhaoxing’s core management.

Meanwhile, Qin Leyi’s career soared. In one interview, she “accidentally” revealed that she had been exploited by the company. Cheng Qian, too, maneuvered against Mu Xing.

Eventually, Qin Leyi left the company, got together with Cheng Qian, and achieved both love and success.

And Mu Xing, in his despair, finally ended his own life.

After reviewing these memories, Mu Xing only felt drowsy. Perhaps it was the sedative effect of the painkiller, or maybe it was that the original Mu Xing had been living under such tension that he had never rested properly.

In any case, he drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, Mu Xing saw an old acquaintance.

The glowing orb had returned, sparkling brilliantly.

Mu Xing asked curiously:
“You’re still here?”

The orb replied:
“Of course I am. With how tragic this life of yours is, don’t you have any thoughts about it?”

Mu Xing pondered.
“Work out well, focus on rehab?”

The orb: “…”

It was exasperated.
“I wasn’t asking about that! You ended up like this because of that scumbag pair’s betrayal. Don’t you want revenge? Don’t you want to see them lose everything, even die in misery? Wouldn’t that feel good?”

Mu Xing gave it a strange look.
“You’re ridiculous. Compared to getting my legs back, what are those trivial things worth?”

The orb: “…”

*

When he woke again, it was already dinnertime.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an elegant middle-aged woman sitting in the ward. Her skin was fair, her features delicate, well-maintained, clearly someone from a privileged background.

Mu Xing moved his lips: “Mom.”

This was the original body’s mother.

Zhu Lanjun saw him awake and gave a cautious smile. “You’re awake? I brought you some food and soup. Would you like to eat a little?”

Mu Xing really was hungry. He nodded. “Sure.”

Zhu Lanjun’s expression instantly lit up with joy.

Ever since her son’s accident, she had come every day to see him, but Xingxing had been sunk in despair and bad temper, refusing to eat properly, to the point of needing nutrient injections.

Could it be… he had thought things through?

The hospital bed automatically rose partway, letting Mu Xing sit half-upright. Zhu Lanjun tucked an extra pillow behind him to make sure he was comfortable, then opened the insulated food box she had brought and set it on the little table.

“…Mom, I can do it myself.” Seeing her about to feed him, he quickly snatched the chopsticks. “My legs are useless, not my hands.”

Zhu Lanjun flinched, glancing at him nervously. When she saw his expression calm, his words about his “useless legs” carrying no other reaction, she finally let out a breath of relief. She turned her head, and tears immediately spilled down her face.

These days, watching her son suffer so much, her own heart hurt even more.

But in front of him, she always had to smile, afraid to upset him further.

Now, seeing him like this, it seemed he had finally come around.

Mu Xing lowered his head, pretending to focus on eating, but in truth he had seen her every reaction.

He sighed softly in his heart: in the memories of the future, there had been nothing about family—only Qin Leyi, only Cheng Qian, only his own despair. Not a single image of his closest kin.

It showed just how blinded by hatred the original had been, letting people who didn’t matter consume all his thoughts.

Compared to them, what could be more important than his own body—and the ones who truly loved him?

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