Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 104: Not Worth It

This opportunity was hard-won, born of countless tears.

’In the end, it was all due to a lack of affection.’

Song Qingya couldn’t help but sigh internally as she recalled the original owner’s love life.

’To be honest, in her entire life, she’d never met many men who genuinely cared about her.’

’So when a handsome boy appeared in high school who shared her love for literature, she was completely unprepared. He would seek her out every day to discuss Russian novels, slip her snacks and little notes, and even write her love letters. How could she not have fallen for him?’

’The story unfolded naturally, but it was also the beginning of a disaster waiting to happen.’

The boy was handsome in a refined, scholarly way, with sharp, well-defined features.

You could tell he wasn’t just cute; he was genuinely striking.

The original owner had never experienced such a considerate and gentle person.

She fell for him completely, holding nothing back.

He was the one she loved most deeply in her few short decades of life.

And yet, less than six months after graduation, he dumped her without a single, proper explanation.

What’s more heartbreaking is that even after the breakup, the original owner clung to the desperate hope that he hadn’t stopped loving her—that he had been forced by his family to end things.

This obsession haunted her for a long, long time...

That was why, when she received a handwritten letter from him after she was married, the original owner’s heart was thrown into turmoil.

The memories came flooding back.

She made a resolute decision to no longer cling to a marriage that existed in name only.

She was determined to get a divorce, even if it meant giving up all her wealth.

[Hey, who was that guy again? I don’t think his name was mentioned much in the script, was it?]

[His surname was Yao... I can’t quite remember.]

Song Qingya felt no fondness for the first love the original owner was so hung up on. In fact, she couldn’t understand why the original owner had been so obsessed with him.

’Was their love really that profound?’

But once you stripped away the rose-colored glasses...

...that Yao fellow wasn’t worth it in the slightest.

He was just a man obsessed with appearances.

He probably only approached the original owner back then because her pretty face and outstanding figure caught his eye.

Back then, the original owner was an incredibly naive girl who mistook his interest for genuine affection. She even earnestly daydreamed about them growing old together.

But after high school graduation, when the original owner wanted to discuss marriage, his attitude shifted dramatically. He grew cold, even showing hints of disgust.

He looked down on her poor family and her useless younger brother.

He certainly wasn’t willing to take on such a heavy burden.

So, he simply made up an excuse, claiming his parents were forcing them to break up.

Then he let her go and walked away without a second thought...

And the original owner actually believed him. ’Utterly, unbelievably foolish.’

It was hard to say whether it was sheer naivety or just a complete ignorance of human nature.

Song Qingya’s gaze shifted. She couldn’t be bothered to say another word.

She was already sick of the woman’s nagging, so she just leaned against Fei Jin.

This tall, strapping man was a completely different breed.

Unlike that scumbag Yao, Fei Jin never ran from anything.

Whatever trouble arose, he always stepped up to shield her.

Before she could even open her mouth, Fei Jin spoke for her.

"Mom, that’s not right. This is my job. How could I let my wife get tired from carrying things? Song Qingya married *me*. She came here to live a stable and peaceful life with me, not to be a servant and do hard labor for the family."

Yang Yunhua was so taken aback she was left speechless.

But she still wasn’t happy about it.

’What kind of new daughter-in-law doesn’t cook or do housework?’

’Isn’t that just breaking with tradition?’

’Why does Song Qingya get to be the exception?’

’What gives her the right to such special treatment?’

But since her son-in-law had spoken, she couldn’t argue back. She forced herself to say, "You’re right. It’s... it’s just that our Qingya is so blessed. I was just a little stunned to hear you say that. It’s the first time I’ve ever heard you talk like this."

Song Qingya smiled, a slight curl at the corners of her lips.

"It’s alright, Mom. Some people go their whole lives without realizing that. You’ll get used to it after you hear it a few more times."

"You..."

Yang Yunhua was so angry she choked on her words. Her expression froze, her mouth open but not knowing what to say.

Her eyes landed on Song Qingya, who was pressed tightly against Fei Jin, and she couldn’t stop herself from clenching her fists.

A wave of fury surged through her.

’This damn girl! If this were the past, would she dare talk to me like this?’ 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

’I would’ve slapped her across the face long ago!’

’Letting her stand here and run her arrogant mouth?’

But now, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and bear it.

But Song Qingya saw the helpless fury on her face and, as if to provoke her intentionally, decided to twist the knife.

She glanced over at Sun Qiang, who was bent over a suitcase, his eyes gleaming as he stared at it with an obsequious look on his face.

Then, in a clear voice, she added.

"Uncle Sun, please don’t carry that for Ajin. He’s young and strong. Besides, the suitcase is just filled with our things and a change of clothes. It’s not heavy at all. Really, it’s no trouble."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the atmosphere in the room turned frigid.

The couple’s faces fell in an instant, their expressions transformed.

In the past, whenever Fei Jin visited, he always came laden with bags, big and small.

Fish, meat, tea, and gifts from all over would be piled high in the entryway.

The sight always made them beam with joy.

This time, however, was completely different.

’How could they show up with nothing?’

"So... you only brought clothes?"

Yang Yunhua asked, forcing a smile, her voice strained.

"Mhm."

Song Qingya nodded, her expression one of pure, innocent confusion.

She paused, then asked with wide-eyed innocence.

"Was there something else we were supposed to bring? Oh, Mom, Uncle Sun, are you upset that Ajin and I didn’t bring any local delicacies?"

she added, feigning a thoughtful expression.

"Of course not!"

The couple answered in unison, the forced smiles on their faces looking especially strained.

"Why would we possibly blame you?"

But how could they dare show their dissatisfaction now?

The man before them was the village chief’s son-in-law, after all.

The family’s future—their ability to live well, to get promotions at work, or to secure better job placements—depended on him paving the way for them.

They couldn’t afford to offend him, no matter what.

Sun Qiang gave an awkward laugh and gently nudged Sun Zhenhai with his elbow.

His gesture was a mixture of urgency and exasperation, his eyes fixed on his son.

"This kid is so shy. Hurry up and say hello."

Sun Qiang couldn’t help but interject to break the awkward silence for his son.