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

"Why can't I be called a designer? Didn't you come to me because of my good taste?" Yao Feiran said leisurely, "What type of dress do you want? What are your requirements for the color and style? And what is your budget?"

"I don't trust you. With your character, the clothes you make will be garbage."

Xu Meng stood up, made a sarcastic remark, and left.

Yao Feiran wasn't angry, and made a phone call to He Jiawei.

"Jiawei, do you know Xu Meng?"

"Yes, I know. We used to be colleagues. She should be Haochen's assistant now. Later, I started working as a translator."

He Jiawei met Wen Haochen after joining the Wen Group. They had some conflicts, so He Jiawei resigned and became a simultaneous interpreter. Now she is married and continues her career.

"Are you sure you want her to be Wen Haochen's assistant?"

He Jia smiled and said, "What's there to worry about? I trust him."

"Has Mr. Wen been hosting any gatherings lately?"

He Jiawei said warily, "What do you want to do? If you do that kind of thing again, I won't forgive you."

...Suddenly forgetting that the original owner of this body had a criminal record, she was even more worrying than Xu Meng.

"It's nothing, I was just asking. I don't have an invitation, so I can't get in."

Although He Jiawei's face was slightly flushed, she realized she had been too excited. She coughed and said, "There is a private banquet. He asked me, but I don't have time to go."

"Oh, I see. Xu Meng wanted to have a dress custom-made by me today. I was thinking, should I take her with me?"

He Jia looked slightly puzzled: "Really?"

It's normal to bring an assistant to a business banquet, but what's the point of bringing a female assistant to a private banquet?

He Jiawei's eyes flickered slightly. She calmed down and made a phone call.

"Tingting, I can't attend this meeting. Could you help me write down the meeting minutes?"

She called again: "Haochen, I'll be attending this banquet."

After a moment of silence, the person on the other end explained, "It's fine if you go and do your work, I can go by myself."

"Are you planning to bring Xu Meng along? I remember this banquet is your friend's birthday party, right?"

"Jiawei, do you not trust me?" Wen Haochen's tone was somewhat impatient. "Can you stop believing everything you hear? Are you going to be like other vulgar women, questioning me at the drop of a hat? I'm going to get busy now. Think about it carefully."

He Jiawei was stunned after being scolded so harshly. Before she could say anything, the other party hung up.

She and Wen Haochen have been together for almost eight years, from acquaintance to dating to marriage. They have their little arguments now and then, but never before has she felt such a chill as today.

Her hand trembled slightly, and without realizing it, she dialed Yao Feiran's number.

"Jiawei, what's wrong?"

He Jiawei recounted what had just happened, and Yao Feiran sensed a familiar scent.

"Jiawei, all I can say is that the more guilty you are, the more impatient you become. At your wedding, although I don't know who gave me the drug, I found out through Xu Meng that Wen Haochen was alone in the lounge."

He Jiawei's words carried a hint of urgency: "He said he would only like me from now on."

Yao Feiran showed a strange expression. Liking someone and liking someone are not contradictory, especially since the other person has a history of playing around with women. However, she still did not bring it up, after all, she did not have any real evidence.

"Anyway, be careful. I'm just guessing. If I'm wrong, don't blame me for trying to sow discord between you and your husband."

He Jiawei forced a smile and said, "I don't blame you. I'm actually grateful that you told me. Your suspicions are normal. Whether they're true or false, I don't like being kept in the dark."

He Jiawei seemed a bit off afterwards, and the two hung up the phone after chatting for a while.

Reversal of Fate Beads: "Actually, under normal circumstances, you shouldn't have said these things to her. If she turns around and makes up with Wen Haochen, she will resent you and tell him what you did, and then Wen Haochen will target you again."

"Don't worry, He Jiawei doesn't see relationships as everything. She's still focused on her career and won't betray me. If it were someone else, I wouldn't interfere." Yao Feiran said calmly, "Besides, even if she did betray me, so what? Do you think I'd be afraid of Wen Haochen? It's good to see someone for who they really are."

After hanging up the phone, Yao Feiran communicated with several clients about their needs.

The next day, the shop assistant called again.

"Boss, that client named Xu Meng is here again, and she insists on seeing you."

Yao Feiran walked over and saw Xu Meng standing at the shop entrance with a grim expression. She crossed her arms and said, "What are you doing standing there? You look terrible. You're going to affect my business."

Xu Meng's face darkened further: "Did you sow discord between Jiawei and me? You yourself are dishonest, trying to sleep with President Wen, and now you're turning around and trying to harm me."

"What did I do to stir up trouble?"

Did He Jiawei tell everyone what I told her?

"Last time I came in the morning to order a dress, and in the afternoon Mr. Wen and He Jiawei had a falling out. Mr. Wen said it was because He Jiawei found out that I attended the banquet with him. Who else could it be but you?"

So they guessed it; they're quite perceptive.

Yao Feiran was relieved, thinking she had been proven wrong. Luckily, He Jiawei wasn't a ghost friend.

"I didn't say that, don't make wild guesses, you're crazy."

Xu Meng scrutinized Yao Feiran and found that she hadn't revealed any flaws from beginning to end. Could it be that she guessed wrong? After a while, her eyes were filled with smugness.

"Whether you notified him or not, President Wen still decided to take me with him in the end. He said that he hates women who try to control him the most, and that women who hold on too tightly will only make things worse."

Yao Feiran's eyes were vacant, and she sighed helplessly. Wen Haochen was simply an idiot. Even as a husband and wife, he still had to argue about who was right and who was wrong, and he didn't even care about principles. Perhaps he never had any principles in the first place, otherwise his wife wouldn't have brought her female assistant to her friend's birthday party.

Yao Feiran waved her hand: "Why are you telling me all this nonsense? If you have nothing to say, just leave. I get annoyed just looking at you."

"After thinking it over, I think the dresses here are quite beautiful. My budget is under 100,000, but I must be the center of attention."

"It's not your birthday, why do you want to be the center of attention? You could become the center of attention by covering a trash can with your clothes."

Xu Meng seemed to have been hit where it hurt: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yao Feiran: "...You should find someone else."

After seeing Xu Meng off, Yao Feiran remembered that she was supposed to pick up Linlin today.

She drove to the vicinity of her school, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw a group of familiar people.

It was Yao's father and mother, and his nephew Yao Liang, who supposedly gave them the house.

"Feiran, your daughter doesn't even recognize her own grandmother. She's so timid and not at all endearing. She doesn't even greet people when she sees them."

The teacher only dared to let Liu Jinglin out when she saw Yao Feiran approaching. Liu Jingling grabbed Yao Feiran's clothes and looked at the people timidly.

"What are you yelling about? You've barely come to see Linlin since she was born, isn't it normal that she doesn't recognize you?"

"I raised you with great difficulty, and now I have to take care of your daughter? Where is her grandmother?"