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

"You're being a bit too soft-hearted. For someone like me, who's a variable, this is the best time to strike."

However, if she really poisoned him, Jiang Chong wouldn't be able to stand in front of her and talk to her.

"Aunt Yao is my closest relative. I will not do that. Whatever happens in the future is a matter for the future. I believe I can secure this throne."

Jiang Chong's eyes were resolute, and his tone was calm.

The two talked for several hours. Yao Feiran then went to see Jiang You, who was now married with children and had shed her childishness.

Jiang You is the eldest princess, and no one dares to offend her. The man she married truly loves her, and her married life is no different from before.

As she walked toward the passage, she vaguely sensed someone following her.

Goodbye, and I hope you have a smooth journey ahead.

Yao Feiran left behind her last words, and in a flash, she found herself in the room. She felt the spatial fluctuations behind her had disappeared.

"Did you get the energy?"

Reversal of Fate Beads: "Got it, hehe."

Yao Feiran nodded and sold the house. Lin Jinglan also sensed that something was wrong.

"This passage is gone?"

"Yes, the ones from overseas are gone too. We won't be able to access that world anymore. Jiang Chong gave me a gift."

Yao Feiran took out several large boxes, which were full of exquisite jewelry and jade. The most eye-catching items were the gold pieces at the bottom, which were quite heavy for Yao Feiran. Several carriages were used to deliver them.

"Your hobbies haven't changed over the years."

"I still have the roses you gave me; they're my favorite gift."

Lin Jinglan smiled and said, "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have needed to rack my brains to think of a gift."

"No, I like watching you rack your brains and anxiously watch my reaction. That's a kind of fun too."

"......"

Years later, Wu Qizhou declared bankruptcy. When the news of his bankruptcy spread, almost all the women around him ran away. They had only been willing to play the role of a harmonious harem with him for money. Now that he had no money, who would want to follow him anymore?

Wu Qizhou sat in the empty house, the door wide open, as the debt collectors had just looted all the valuables inside.

He stared blankly at everything before him, his mind filled with memories of his time in ancient times, where he had ended up in the same miserable state, with no one around him caring about him, only complaining about him and wanting to escape from him.

People who have no value to others seem destined to be abandoned by everyone.

At that moment, a figure appeared at the doorway.

"Wen Xuan—"

Several years ago, the two had become like strangers. Wu Qizhou had been keeping an eye on Wen Xuan and knew that she was still single. His eyes welled up with tears, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Wu Qizhou, you've finally met your match."

"Did you come here just to mock me?"

"I have no intention of mocking you. This is 10,000 yuan. The Wu Qizhou I know is optimistic and positive. Even when life is difficult, he is sincere to others."

"You are not him anymore."

Wen Xuan placed the cash in front of him: "I'm ready to accept a suitor. I'm not young anymore. This is the last time I'll see you. I hope you can cheer up."

His face suddenly turned pale, his vision blurred, and he felt a dull pain in his chest.

"I never thought it would take so long for me to let you go." Wen Xuan said with a self-deprecating smile, "I had a dream that you finally accepted me. I was so happy then, and I was even pregnant with your child. You would see me and the baby every month. I thought you were too busy with work, but it turned out it was because you had too many women, and I was the only one you saw each month."

"I was heartbroken when I found out. At that time, I was in despair in my relationship. My parents also advised me, saying that they had moved into a villa and drove a luxury car because of you, and my younger brother worked in your company. No one would allow me to leave you."

"I had no choice but to accept reality. You were happy to let me meet your women. Every woman has her own agenda, but they all pretend to be harmonious for the sake of money."

"Until you grew old, your heirs began to fight for the inheritance, and I became the very thing I used to hate the most. I pretended to be nice to you for the sake of the children. By then, I no longer loved you, I had no affection for you at all, and I just hoped that you would die soon so that I could be free."

"Fortunately, I withdrew from this situation early in my life."

"I'm sorry, I let you down."

"You don't need to apologize. You regret it because you have nothing. In your past life, you would never have regretted anything. As long as you had money, you could buy countless false sentiments because you were a rotten person yourself. Goodbye, Wu Qizhou."

Wu Qizhou completely broke down, covered his face and squatted down, tears streaming through his fingers, his sobs hoarse and desperate.

Later, seeing him in such a sorry state, burdened with loans, Yao Feiran stopped doing anything. But Wu Qizhou had hired someone to kill someone, so how could Lin Jinglan let him off? He also had someone break Wu Qizhou's legs. Now Wu Qizhou's life is worse than death.

Yao Feiran and Lin Jinglan traveled everywhere, and her embroidery sold for sky-high prices online. Yao Feiran poured all her passionate and positive emotions into her work, and her embroidery skills became a unique style. She built a museum, which is free to visit, and helped many people who were in a slump but had nowhere to confide in.

Decades later, Lin Jinglan was still chatting casually with Yao Feiran when his expression suddenly froze. He slowly walked into the house and lay down.

Yao Feiran had already noticed that his luck had run out, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Lin Jinglan: "Sigh, I wanted to stay with you a little longer, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned."

"It's okay, we've lived long enough. Don't be afraid, I'll stay with you."

"But you won't have anyone to keep you company from now on, and I'm worried about you being alone."

"I'll be with you soon."

Lin Jinglan looked pained, opened his mouth as if to say something, but finally closed his eyes.

Over the years, the child has grown up and has his own family and life. He only comes to visit occasionally, and Lin Jinglan has become more and more dependent on her. It's good that he passed away before her.

Yao Feiran's state of mind was no longer that of an ordinary person. She lay down next to him, notified the others, and closed her eyes.

When Yao Feiran opened her eyes again, she calmed herself down and began to cultivate. The surrounding energy was completely absorbed, causing the residents of the building to become restless.

"Holy crap, who is this? They've drained all my vital energy, and I can't even keep up with their recovery speed. Is it some kind of third-tier expert?"

Yao Feiran: "..."

I've only been practicing for a few seconds; it seems I still need to venture deeper into the forest.

Yao Feiran went out of the city and found a place to cultivate in seclusion for several months. She clearly felt that her soul and body were about to merge together.

Based on this calculation, it should be the late stage of the fourth rank.

This time, the harvest was quite large. Yao Feiran used up a third of the energy before returning to the city.

While browsing her phone, she was shocked to see Zhang Jiaqi's wanted poster. She had killed someone in Yicheng and then fled.