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

Lin Jinglan walked out, and when he saw Yao Feiran, a look of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

"Miss Yao, this is Lin Zhiyou's house."

"Yes, I bought it. He sold it to me at a loss, probably because of you. Maybe he wanted to set us up? He wouldn't be that kind of swindler."

Lin Jinglan is young, in his early twenties, a graduate of a prestigious overseas university, and has always maintained a clean and upright character. Yao Feiran is in her thirties and has a child.

Although Yao Feiran didn't think she was bad, in the eyes of outsiders, they didn't look good together at all.

Lin Jinglan was taken aback by Yao Feiran's bluntness. He choked up for a moment before slowly saying, "He probably doesn't think that way."

"That's good, I'll go pick up the kids now."

Yao Feiran greeted him and brought Yao Qingqing back.

Yao Qingqing was overjoyed to have a big house and jumped around in the room. Yao Feiran decided to hire a housekeeper who wouldn't live in the house. Now the company has gained some business because of her, and the boss, seeing that her child is still young, allows her to work remotely from home, only having to report to the office twice a week.

Lin Shuxia would often come over to see Yao Qingqing. The two of them, one lively and the other quiet, got along quite well.

Until one day, Yao Feiran saw Lin Jinglan's rapidly dissipating luck.

Will Lin Jinglan die tonight?

Lin Jinglan's expression was rather gloomy, and he barely managed to suppress his cold demeanor.

"Miss Yao, is there something you need?"

She walked over to him: "Are you in a bad mood today?"

"fine."

"Can I come to your house?"

Lin Jinglan paused for a moment before slowly uttering two words: "Inappropriate."

"Alright."

Yao Feiran originally planned to go inside first, but unfortunately the other side's defenses were too high.

The Fate-Defying Pearl: "You're just a lecher."

"Shut up."

That night, after Ye Qingqing fell asleep, Lin Zhiyou called: "Sister Feiran, could you please keep an eye on my brother?"

"What exactly happened to your brother?"

"I'm telling you, you can't tell anyone else."

"Speak quickly."

Yao Feiran knew that Lin Zhiyou was someone who couldn't keep his mouth shut, so under her urging, he quickly spilled the beans.

"My brother was abducted when he was a child. The family had another boy later, so he was abused for several years. He suffered a lot of psychological trauma and some incurable sequelae."

"No wonder, you want me to keep an eye on him so he doesn't do anything foolish?"

"Yes, today is the anniversary of my parents' death. Two years ago, my brother attempted suicide by cutting his wrists. After he was discovered, everyone was watching him. He didn't want to be watched, so he moved out."

"Haven't you seen a psychologist?"

"I looked into it, but it didn't really help. His parents flew there to see him, and then there was a plane crash, so he can't forgive himself. Actually, it has nothing to do with him. Nobody in his family blames him. He's already been through too much; he doesn't need to carry too much on his shoulders."

Lin Zhiyou spoke in a calm tone, without any emotional fluctuations, but Yao Feiran knew that he was also suppressing his pain.

"I understand, don't be too sad."

"Thank you, Sister Feiran."

After hanging up the phone, Yao Feiran opened the door and stared at his doorway. After a while, she opened the door using the password Lin Zhiyou had given her.

She walked into the master bedroom and saw Lin Jinglan taking medicine. Yao Feiran snatched the medicine away; it was sleeping pills, and the dosage was so high it would probably kill him instantly.

Lin Jinglan was stunned for a long time.

"Miss Yao, what brings you here?"

"Be my therapist."

Yao Feiran hung the prepared embroidery all over the room, and a warm feeling welled up in Lin Jinglan's chest. It was even more intense than before, and it slowly made his negative emotions start to improve.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, she simply went over and hugged his head, like she was comforting a child.

"Go to sleep, don't think too much."

The other person seems cold and aloof, but their hair is quite soft.

Then she felt her thighs were wet, and the other person was silently shedding tears. Yao Feiran spoke to him in a soft, dazed tone, talking about trivial things that happened in their daily lives. She didn't know how much time had passed before the other person fell asleep, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Yao Feiran sensed that his death was over, so she put him on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and left.

When she got home, Xu Qingqing was still asleep, and she fell asleep too.

After this incident, whenever Yao Feiran sensed that Lin Jinglan's emotions were fluctuating, she would go to him for psychological therapy. Fortunately, he was not very resistant, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Three years have passed, and Yao Feiran has not returned to her hometown until she ran into Yao Chenxi at the company entrance.

"Yao Chenxi, what are you doing here?"

"You haven't been back for years. You've blocked us all. Dad hasn't been feeling well lately and has been hospitalized. Aren't you going to visit him?"

"Okay, I'll go after the New Year."

"After all, your parents raised you. Mom is just worried that you'll be alone after the divorce. Why be so cruel? You're too cold-hearted."

"Stop babbling. You've all made a mess of your lives, what right do you have to lecture me? Is Mom worried about me? Is she afraid I'll affect you, afraid I'll drag them down?"

Yao Chenxi was speechless for a moment, and after a long while she said, "Let's go back for the New Year. Dad works in the Department of Surgery at the Third Hospital."

"I see."

Are you still planning to remarry?

"No, the outcome is the same anyway, so I might as well be free on my own."

"Sigh, it's better to find someone who cares about you. Can you remove your parents from the blacklist?"

"We'll see."

There's not much to say about Yao Chenxi and her younger sister. They had a good relationship when they were young, but after they got married, she suddenly felt that her parents were biased, and the two gradually drifted apart.

"I'm leaving now."

Yao Chenxi didn't say anything more. He just happened to be passing by and couldn't waste any time, so he got into his car and left.

Yao Feiran withdrew her gaze expressionlessly. Today, Yao Qingqing went to the Lin family to play with Lin Shuxia, and she happened to be alone, so she went out for a big meal.

After a while, she felt a car following her, so she turned her head to look.

It turned out to be Lin Jinglan's car.

She walked over and patted the car door. The door opened, and she got into the passenger seat.

Turning her head, she saw Lin Jinglan pursing his lips, staring at her nervously, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"If you need anything, just call me directly. Don't follow me and obstruct the cars behind you."

The cars behind, seeing this luxury car driving so slowly, didn't dare to crash into it, and were probably cursing under their breath.

"I happened to pass by on my way home from get off work and saw you. You were chatting with that person for a long time."