Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

When Yao Feiran arrived, Chen's father was already waiting in the ward.

"Dad, what's wrong with Mom?"

"She just fell. She has underlying health conditions. She was quite seriously ill when she came in yesterday, but the doctor said she's fine now."

Yao Feiran breathed a sigh of relief and stayed with Chen's mother for more than ten days, during which time she asked Qiusheng to go back and handle his work first.

After Chen's mother recovered and was discharged from the hospital, the couple decided to go to the capital with Yao Feiran. They also missed their daughter and granddaughter.

During this period, Chen Youming did not come to see his mother.

Mr. Chen had long been disappointed in him. Over the years, Chen Youming had harbored a lot of resentment towards Mr. and Mrs. Chen. He would only contact them when he needed something, and otherwise he would ignore them completely.

However, Chen Youming now has a job to make a living and has raised his grandson. They have done their best as parents. He will work hard for the future.

Mr. Chen transferred a sum of money to Yao Feiran.

Yao Feiran was baffled: "Dad, why did you suddenly transfer money to me?"

"We sold the old house. You'll have to take care of us in our old age. Your mother and I discussed giving you this money. However, your brother isn't doing too well, so we gave him 100,000 yuan instead."

Yao Feiran rolled her eyes: "Why give it to him? He didn't even come to see Mom when she was sick."

Mr. Chen looked embarrassed: "It's mainly for my grandson. They need to buy a car, and this is the last time we'll help him."

Yao Feiran neither agreed nor disagreed, and then transferred the money back.

Before being hospitalized, Chen's mother had already decided to go to the capital. The house had been sold long beforehand. After the buyer learned that Chen's mother was hospitalized, he was not in a hurry to take possession of the house. Yao Feiran threw away everything in the old house, leaving only what the buyer needed. She took some photos that had sentimental value with her.

Mr. Chen grimaced with heartache: "These appliances all work, how could they all be lost?"

Yao Feiran decisively said, "It's been decades, and it takes up space. The capital has everything."

Mr. Chen knew his son-in-law was rich; when they first met their granddaughter, they were shocked for a long time.

Just as the two elderly people finished packing their things and were about to get into the car, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

It's Chen Youming.

Chen Youming's face was clearly grim: "Dad, I thought you were being kind by giving me 100,000 yuan, but it turns out you sold the house. What happened to the rest of the money? Do you know we still have hundreds of thousands of yuan in loans to pay off?"

"That's all, just 100,000! Take it or leave it!" Mr. Chen's voice trembled.

Chen Youming also saw Yao Feiran: "You took the money, didn't you? You're married now, yet you always come back to try and get money from your parents. You're shameless!"

Yao Feiran grabbed his neck and said coldly, "Say that again!"

Chen Youming's legs were about to leave the ground. Recalling the fear of being dominated in the past, his expression suddenly turned timid.

Yao Feiran threw him out, and he slumped to the ground, taking a long time to come to his senses. He still didn't want to give up.

"If you take this money, my wife won't take care of my parents if they ever need anything."

Um, is this what they call outsourcing filial piety?

Mr. Chen angrily retorted, "You can't even be relied upon, let alone your wife! Get out!"

Mr. Chen pulled Mrs. Chen into the car, and Yao Feiran ignored Chen Youming.

Chen Youming looked at the car and felt it looked familiar, until the person next to him exclaimed in surprise, "There are luxury cars in this small town, and they even have license plates from the capital!"

The woman next to the man asked curiously, "How much did this car cost?"

"Five or six million, that's for the most basic version."

"Holy crap."

Chen Youming's eyes widened in disbelief. Chen Feiran was actually so wealthy in the capital, but his parents had never mentioned it.

After Chen's parents took him in, Yao Feiran felt relieved about her career and left Chen Qing in their care.

Chen Qing is her daughter, and she takes her surname. Qiu Sheng doesn't like the Xiao family, so his daughter takes her surname.

Not long after, Chen Youming suddenly started to reconnect with her, but after decades, Yao Feiran only felt annoyed.

Chen secretly inquired about Yao Feiran's husband, job, and salary.

Yao Feiran interrupted him directly: "If you think I'm rich and want me to help you, you're dreaming. Stop trying to find out more."

"What do you mean? I'm your brother too. Is it necessary to be so heartless?"

"In what way have you ever resembled my brother since you were little? If you want money, earn it yourself. Even if my money goes down the drain, I won't help you with a single penny."

Yao Feiran hung up the phone, and that evening Chen's mother came to Yao Feiran with a worried look on her face.

"Feiran, is your brother harassing you again?"

"Yeah, they want to know how much money I have. I guess once they find out I'm rich, they'll come after me for money."

Mr. Chen waved his hand: "Ignore him, I'll just pretend I don't have this son."

During this period, Chen's father went fishing whenever he had free time, and his face became quite dark. This kind of life, where he was waited on hand and foot, was much more comfortable than back in his hometown.

Back in her hometown, she had to take care of her grandson, which cost her her retirement pension, and she still didn't get a good word in return. Her daughter-in-law often gave her the cold shoulder, and her son didn't even visit her when she was hospitalized.

Now, there are nannies to do everything. All he has to do is keep an eye on them and make sure they take good care of Chen Qing. He has more money than he can spend each month. Recently, he has become obsessed with fishing and has made a group of fishing friends. When Yao Feiran found out, she bought him a set of the best equipment from abroad. Even though Chen's father always comes back empty-handed, he still enjoys fishing.

Chen's mother often goes to senior citizen schools to learn musical instruments and has made many friends. Sometimes she can even perform at community festivals, and she looks much younger.

Back in his room, Mr. Chen carefully instructed Mrs. Chen: "You've helped this son enough over the years. He's an ungrateful wretch. Even though Fei Ran often gives us money, don't be foolish and give it to this unfilial son. He's a starving, heartless ingrate."

"I know, but I feel sorry for my grandson." Chen's mother also sighed. Since she had made up her mind to go to the capital, it meant that she would no longer help Chen Youming. Chen Youming's personality was similar to that of his in-laws. He was cold and stubborn. They had raised him for so many years and had not wronged him, but he always said that they favored Yao Feiran.

Their daughter has achieved what she has today through her own hard work, and they don't need to worry about her at all. Strictly speaking, they have invested more money and effort in Chen Youming, but he is still not satisfied.

Chen Youming found that talking to his mother was useless, so he had no choice but to ask his grandmother's house for help. They heard that Yao Feiran had settled in the capital and made a fortune, so they wanted to come and take advantage of her. They even heard that Yao Feiran's husband was the boss of a big company and wanted to put their relatives in the company.

However, Yao Feiran didn't have much of a relationship with these relatives. These relatives came to the capital with lots of gifts, hoping to rely on Yao Feiran, but Yao Feiran simply avoided them. Chen's father also refused to answer the phone.

As for Qiu Sheng's company, they couldn't get in at all. After going back and forth for a while, they ran out of money and had to go back dejectedly.