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

Although the amount of money was not much, Wen Younian was indeed affected. He still had expectations for his parents, and in recent years, apart from the lack of companionship, he tried his best to contribute money and effort.

Yao Feiran said, "Don't worry, Uncle, my daughter will naturally inherit my family's side."

Yao Shen Group is developing rapidly, and many of its technologies are classified as secret, so Yao Feiran will not appear in public. This money means nothing to Yao Feiran.

Moreover, judging from Wen Qianwei's idiocy and his low luck, he'll probably squander all this money soon.

Yao Qingtong didn't care about any of that. She received more than that amount of New Year's money every year. She didn't know why her grandfather insisted on having her come over. She had thought that since he was her grandfather, he should come and visit her while she was in the hospital.

Now I regret coming here.

It felt like the whole family was criticizing them.

Wen's father's face was ashen, and he seemed very unwilling to accept that they did not regret their actions: "You Nian, it's not that we can't give you the demolition compensation. Mo Chu is the only descendant in our family. He wants to settle in Hai City. As his uncle, you should do something. You have been a professor for so many years. You can afford to buy him a house in Hai City."

A decent house in Shanghai costs tens of millions of yuan. This is a daunting task assigned to Wen Younian, especially since he has only been working for over ten years and his total salary doesn't even amount to that much.

Wen Younian's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Dad, I don't care how you allocate your own money, but if you want to allocate mine, you can dream on."

Mr. Wen clutched his chest in anger: "Are you trying to drive me crazy? You're a university professor. If I tell people you're unfilial, how will you continue working?"

"If I can't make it work, my wife can support me. It's better than you guys robbing me."

"What do you mean?"

Yao Feiran also said: "That's right, I'd rather support You Nian than let you guys be so shameless and ask for exorbitant amounts of money without even realizing it."

"roll!"

Because he was so angry, Mr. Wen's blood pressure spiked. A nurse came to help and said that Mr. Wen needed to rest. They were told to go home and that a caregiver would watch over him for the night.

Back home, Wen's mother tried to reason with Wen Younian, while his sister-in-law, Wei He, approached Yao Feiran.

"Sister-in-law, I hope you can persuade my brother. Dad is very angry right now. If he doesn't agree, he might have health problems, which would be bad for my brother's reputation. He is, after all, a university professor."

Yao Feiran laughed and said, "You guys are really something, so greedy. You don't actually think that you can just open your mouth and get millions in assets, do you? You're dreaming."

I've never seen anyone so shameless. Has Wen Younian been working for nothing all these years? Wen's parents are educated people, after all. This favoritism is absurd.

"I'm trying to reason with you, there's no need for you to be so angry."

Yao Feiran rolled her eyes: "Get lost, I will not agree."

"What's the use of your disagreement? Would your older brother go against his father for money? If something happens to his father, you and your husband will have a rift for life."

"Then let's have a lifetime of separation. It's not a big deal. I can't just let you have a good time."

Wei He's face darkened: "Fine, keep being stubborn."

Yao Feiran watched her leave, somewhat puzzled. Why was she in such a hurry to get a house in Shanghai?

At this moment, Wen Younian also arrived.

"Mo Chu found a girl from Haishi. I heard that the girl comes from a good family with assets of over a billion yuan. Her only requirement is that he must own a house in Haishi."

"With a family fortune of over a billion, would a girl like you be interested in Yao Mochu?"

"I also think there's something wrong, but they're convinced of it." Wen Younian shook his head. "Let's leave now, or we'll have to deal with this again tomorrow."

Yao Feiran nodded. Yao Qingtong was still facing a life-threatening crisis, but if she left, she would probably be fine.

The group went downstairs, when Wen Mochu suddenly appeared and asked, "Uncle, Aunt, are you going back already?"

Because of that shout, everyone came out of the room.

Wen Younian: "If I don't go back, will you rob me? You'll be here faster than robbing me."

Wen's mother clutched her chest: "They say that the more you read, the more indifferent you become. Your father is still in the hospital, and you're already in a hurry to go back."

Wen Younian frowned slightly, seemingly not expecting them to go to such lengths for money.

Although Yao Feiran was surprised, she quickly understood. The past few years had fueled their appetites, and now that they thought they were just one step away from getting the money, they became even more insane. In their eyes, Wen Mochu was the Wen family's true grandson, and everything had to give way to him.

Didn't someone once trick their daughter into coming back so that her entire family's property would go to their son, only to then kill the whole family?

These people's faces were expressionless, but their eyes were filled with greed, as if they wanted to devour each other.

Wen Younian was about to leave with Yao Feiran when his mother blocked the elevator. Wen Mochu, a tall and strong man, glared at Yao Feiran fiercely.

Yao Feiran had never met Wen Mochu before. The first time she saw him, she felt that he must be impulsive and volatile. Could he be the murderer who killed her daughter?

Yao Feiran hid behind and turned on the hidden camera, knowing that Yao Qingtong would be in danger, so she had prepared in advance.

She prefers to face danger head-on because she can settle scores on the spot.

"Uncle, can you lend me the money? My girlfriend said that if I don't raise the money this month, she'll break up with me."

Seeing her grandson's anxious expression, Wen's mother was also a little worried: "Yes, even if it's borrowed, we'll give you half of the demolition compensation money."

Wen Younian coldly replied, "No need."

Yao Feiran kept holding onto Yao Qingtong, and by this time, they had retreated to the stairwell.

Wei He looked at him strangely: "Big brother, you've already given birth to a girl, and she doesn't even have your surname, so why are you being so open and honest with me?"

Yao Feiran thought to herself that she hadn't been here much before, and she didn't expect that all these people were so eccentric. She wondered what Wen Younian had gone through every time he went back.

The group remained deadlocked, with Wen's mother clutching her chest, looking utterly heartbroken.

But Wen Younian was truly heartbroken, and he pulled Yao Feiran up the stairs.

At this moment, Wei He shouted, "Don't go!"

She lunged at Yao Qingtong, but Yao Feiran quickly pulled her away. Due to the momentum, Wei He tumbled down the stairs and hit the wall, immediately losing consciousness.

Wen Mochu ignored his mother's condition and instead roared as he pulled out a small knife: "If you dare hit my mother, I'll kill you."

Wen Younian quickly stepped in front of Yao Feiran and her daughter, but Yao Feiran pulled him away with one hand and kicked him.

A tremendous crash echoed through the corridor, and Wen Mochu's massive body slumped against the wall like a lump of dead flesh.

Yao Feiran glanced at Yao Qingtong's luck.

Yes, the near-death experience has passed.

It turned out to be a series of coordinated moves.

Only Wen's mother was left shouting.

After a while, the police arrived, and Yao Feiran handed him the video recording.

The other person paused for a moment, then asked, "Ma'am, how did you know they would attack you?"

"Because they are mentally ill, just because I gave birth to a daughter, the whole family demanded that my husband buy a house worth tens of millions for his nephew, and they didn't give us a single penny of the demolition compensation, so I turned on the camera."

"......"