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

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

With the support of his parents, Yao Liang continued to squander money, going to high-end places and playing around with women. His mother even sold several properties, leaving him with only two houses.

One day, Yao Liang suddenly cried to his mother.

"Auntie, please save me!"

"What's wrong?"

"I was recently scammed. They said the investment would yield high returns, so I borrowed some money, but I can't pay it back! They said they would break my legs if I didn't pay it back."

"How could this happen? How much money do you owe?"

"He owes more than a million."

"Oh, why are there so many?"

Yao Liang's voice trembled with tears: "I was just trying to make money, but I never expected them to conspire to cheat me. Now I've lost everything. Auntie, don't you still have a house? Can you sell it?"

"I'll think about it."

Yao's mother's expression kept changing. After hanging up the phone, she started talking to Yao's father about the matter.

Mr. Yao also frowned. He used to think that he had to take care of his younger brother's son, but now his mindset was slowly changing.

Yao Feiran hadn't contacted them for several years. Every year during the holidays, although Yao Liang would come to visit, he would quickly return to his younger brother's home. Sometimes, he would envy the joy of family life.

Several times when he felt unwell, he asked Yao Liang to drive him to the hospital. He readily agreed and asked his wife to come and take him to the hospital for a check-up. Every time, his wife would make sarcastic remarks, saying that they were shameless, having a daughter but not calling her over, and instead ordering around their nephew.

Over the years, their retirement savings have almost run out, and they haven't had much to live on. They originally wanted to replace their TV, but their sister-in-law accused them of spending money recklessly.

"Those apartments are still renting out, and since they're in an old neighborhood, they won't fetch much of a price. We're counting on those apartments for our retirement, so let's just forget about them."

Yao's mother was already somewhat hesitant, but after hearing what Yao's father said, she made up her mind.

Yao Liang waited and waited, but received no reply. When he called, the response was vague, so he simply brought a box of milk to the door.

When Yao's mother opened the door and saw Yao Liang, her heart sank.

Yao Liang said warmly, "Auntie, I've come to see you. How have you been these days?"

One doesn't hit a smiling face, especially one's nephew whom she has spoiled for so many years, so Yao's mother still let him in.

As soon as Yao Liang entered the room, he started acting.

"Auntie, I've been having a hard time these past few days. These people are harassing me, and I almost lost my job."

"How can that be? You spent hundreds of thousands to get that job, you can't just give it up like that."

With tears streaming down his face, Yao Liang said, "I didn't want to either. Please, auntie, help me. After this, I'll work hard and never think about anything else again."

"Hey Yao Liang, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's just that we don't have much money either."

"Don't you still have those few houses in the old district?"

"A house won't sell for much. If we sell it, we won't have any other income. When we get older, we won't have any retirement pensions, so we need to have some money in our pockets."

"Uncle, Aunt, you've been so good to me, I've already decided to take care of you in your old age. You don't need to worry about being alone in your later years."

After hesitating for a moment, Yao's mother shook her head: "No, I remember your parents have money too. Why don't you ask them to take out the money first?"

Yao Liang's expression immediately changed: "My parents aren't as lucky as you. Unlike your aunt, whose family received so much money from the demolition compensation. If you don't want to, then fine. Why make my parents take out all their hard-earned money?"

Yao's mother choked up, saying, "What do you mean his parents' money is all hard-earned?"

Seeing that the two remained silent, Yao Liang said angrily, "I have always treated you, my uncle and aunt, like my own parents. It is heartbreaking that you are unwilling to help your nephew when he needs it. If you refuse to help me, I will no longer care about you."

Yao Liang stormed off, slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

But Yao's mother felt a deep chill in her heart.

The two remained silent for a long time.

Mr. Yao spoke up, "Let's contact Fei Ran. Although we've neglected her all these years, we still raised her. We can't keep doing this forever."

"But--"

For so many years, Yao's mother had been used to suppressing Yao Feiran and was unwilling to back down.

Over here, Liu Mingyang is preparing Liu Jinglin's luggage, and Yao Feiran is picking her up to go to the airport. Liu Jinglin has already applied to a university abroad, and Yao Feiran is accompanying her abroad to help her adapt for a while.

No sooner had Yao Feiran left than Yao's mother came looking for her.

Liu Mingyang said calmly, "She went abroad with Linlin and won't be back for a while."

"What? Fei Ran went abroad?"

"Yes, Linlin applied to a school abroad, and Feiran is worried that she won't adapt well, so she plans to rent a place abroad to stay with her for a while."

Yao's mother's expression changed slightly, and she began to scold as usual: "Why do you spoil your child like this? You have to have an adult accompany you when you go abroad. You'll develop an ungrateful nature."

Liu Mingyang's expression darkened slightly: "Linlin is very sensible. We are willing to give her the best life. She doesn't need to suffer without hardship."

This statement was somewhat veiled, and Yao's parents' expressions twisted in disbelief.

After driving the two away, Liu Mingyang was speechless. With this attitude, he still wanted to win Yao Feiran back? He was dreaming.

Over here, Liu Jinglin gradually adapted to university life. Most students at this school rent apartments outside the school, so Yao Feiran simply bought an apartment outside the school.

After returning to China, Yao Feiran began a leisurely life.

Now Yao Feiran and He Jiawei's parents have become like family. He Jiawei is busier with work than Yao Feiran, so Yao Feiran is almost always the one taking care of the two elders.

He Jiawei just returned from abroad today. She didn't let Yao Feiran pick her up, so Yao Feiran waited for her at He's mother's house.

After a while, the doorbell rang. Yao Feiran went to open the door and saw He Jiawei. She had worked at Suiyuji for many years and her clothes were becoming more and more fashionable. However, this time there was a blond and blue-eyed man next to her. He looked at Yao Feiran helplessly and suddenly spoke.

"Hello, Auntie!"

Yao Feiran's face darkened: "Do I look that old?"

He Jiawei slapped the man's shoulder in an annoyed tone: "This isn't my mom, it's my cousin."

"Oh, sorry, you're so young, I'm a little nervous."

Yao Feiran's lips twitched. The other person was handsome, but his accent was heavy and the words he used were strange.

Seeing that they hadn't come in for a while, Mrs. He went over out of curiosity.

"Jiawei, who is he?"

"Mom, this is my boyfriend. We've been dating for three years. I'm here to introduce him to you today."

"What?!"