The Cannon Fodder Wish of a Time Travel Chronicle

At the same time, outside the door.

Sun Zepeng put his ear against the door, listening to what his father said in the room, and his heart felt cold.

Judging from this situation, even his mother would not be able to help him anymore. So what should he do?

Sun Zepeng naturally didn't really want to die. Just like what his father said, someone who really wanted to die wouldn't threaten others with death.

What's more, if he really died, wouldn't that be a good opportunity for Wu Tianxiang, and he wouldn't be able to get Ning Ye back.

Sun Zepeng scratched his hair in annoyance. If even his parents were unwilling to help him, he really couldn't think of any way to get Ning Ye back. After all, Ning Ye hated him very much now.

The next morning, Sun Zepeng was not lying dead in bed. Since he could not rely on his parents, he could not waste his time trying to commit suicide. Staying at home all day and lying dead on a hunger strike would only benefit Wu Tianxiang.

After watching her son eat breakfast and go out, Sun's mother looked at her husband and said, "That bastard has finally figured it out."

"Humph!" Sun's father snorted arrogantly, "I told you, that bastard doesn't dare to die. We just need to ignore him and he will stop being a good bastard."

Mother Sun nodded and gave Father Sun an appreciative look, as if to say, you old man are still the best.

Receiving the admiring look from his mother, his father's expression became even more arrogant.

When Sun Zepeng arrived at the steel plant and just parked his bicycle, he saw Wu Tianxiang and Liu Daqiang also riding their bicycles into the bicycle shed.

"Brother Sun, you're here for work." Liu Daqiang was smiling, but when he saw Sun Zepeng's gloomy face and fixed his eyes on Wu Tianxiang, he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He really wanted to run away!

After all, both of them are his good brothers. If Sun Zepeng and Wu Tianxiang fight, who should he help?

"Brother Sun," Liu Daqiang came to Sun Zepeng's side and forced a smile, "Let's go in quickly! Otherwise we'll be late."

"Get lost," Sun Zepeng glared at Liu Daqiang and walked up to Wu Tianxiang. "Wu Tianxiang, don't think you've won. A despicable and shameless person like you can never snatch Ning Ye away. As long as I, Sun Zepeng, am here, I will never let Ning Ye marry you."

"Sun Zepeng, you are still as annoying as ever," Wu Tianxiang sneered and retorted, "Xiao Ye and I are truly in love, so why are you talking about snatching each other away? And you still say you won't let Xiao Ye marry me, do you really think you are a piece of cake?"

"You..." Sun Zepeng was so angry that he was about to raise his fist.

"Okay, okay," Liu Daqiang hurried over and stood between Sun Zepeng and Wu Tianxiang. "Time is almost up, let's get into the workshop!"

"Brother Sun," Liu Daqiang looked at Sun Zepeng and said, "We are in a factory here, you'd better not be impulsive. You probably don't want to be laughed at by the people in the factory!"

"Humph!" Sun Zepeng snorted coldly, "Wu Tianxiang, you're lucky. If this wasn't in the factory, I would have to fight you to the death today. I want to see if you, Wu Tianxiang, can withstand a few of my punches without Xiaoye's help."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zepeng got up and left. If he didn't leave quickly, he was afraid that he would lose control and would beat Wu Tianxiang to death.

Watching Sun Zepeng's leaving figure, Liu Daqiang sighed helplessly: "Alas! How could it turn out like this? We have been good brothers since childhood, how could it end up like this?"