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

"What do I have to be afraid of? I just want the company to be handed over to the Yao family's bloodline. It doesn't matter if you give other things to that woman, but don't even think about the company. I can't guarantee what I might do then."

Yao Feiran listened to the argument between the two, which was nothing more than them exchanging harsh words. However, Yao Shenhang's tone became increasingly weak, as he did not want the woman he liked to be hurt again because of him.

Soon, the shares were in Yao Feiran's hands.

Actually, Grandpa Yao wanted to keep the shares himself, but his health wasn't very good, and he was afraid that he might pass away before he could do so, which would cause a lot of trouble in the paperwork. Moreover, if Yao Feiran had shares, it would be easier for her to gain a foothold in the company.

Grandpa Yao sometimes feels depressed because his son is useless and has ruined his health, unable to even have a grandson. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so fond of this granddaughter.

When they were young, Grandpa Yao and Grandma Yao were a powerful couple, and Grandma Yao was more assertive, so Grandpa Yao didn't dare to put his heart into it. Now he regrets it a little.

He didn't reveal these thoughts, but Yao Feiran could tell. After all, Grandpa Yao would sometimes say unintentionally, "If only I had another grandson, Ranran wouldn't be lonely."

Loneliness? If she really had a grandson, he'd probably just be the heir and the maid.

After the share transfer, Yao Shenhang's luck took a sharp turn for the worse. He was probably no longer of any use, as he had squandered all his other assets over the years and had nothing to compensate Luo Yunran.

Yao Feiran coldly watched him live a muddled life, thinking it was better for him to be living a life worse than death, since he also had a part in the original owner's death.

During this time, Yao Feiran also made a good friend, Feng Yirou, the only daughter of the Feng family.

The two were friends during their university years and are now best friends.

When she had free time, the two of them would eat, drink, and have fun together.

I know pretty much all the gossip in Shashi, like which family has an illegitimate child, which family has a mistress. On the surface, everyone is glamorous, but in reality, there aren't many decent people, except for the woman who is also domineering.

That day, Feng Yirou brought a man who was quite tall and thin, wore glasses, had a refined appearance, and was quite pleasing to the eye.

After they finished eating, the man left. Feng Yirou winked at Yao Feiran and said, "What do you think of this guy? He's a graduate student, an alumnus of our school, and his family is from the county town."

"Did he see you kill someone?"

"Haha, no, my mom's been pressuring me to go on blind dates lately. She wants me to find someone who will marry into my family. I'm thinking of someone who stays at home, doesn't need to earn much money, is considerate, and speaks gently. I quite like him."

"This won't do."

"Why not? Can you explain?"

"He actually has a strong sense of self-esteem. If you are with him, you will have a son. He will raise the child favorably towards him. In the end, decades later, after that child inherits the Feng family, he will take the initiative to change his name."

Feng Yirou chuckled: "You can even predict things decades from now?"

"I'm very accurate at fortune telling."

"Then guess where I'm going next?"

"Your mom has made a reservation at a restaurant, and you're planning to eat there with her."

Feng Yirou's nonchalant expression instantly changed. This decision was made during a chat with her mother that morning, and there was no way anyone could know about it.

"Holy crap, are you serious? Count me in."

"No, this stuff takes a toll on me."

"What should we do? Is there any way?"

"Give me the money!"

Feng Yirou laughed heartily: "So it's just a matter of money. No problem."

Yao Feiran soon received a transfer of one million yuan.

"What do you want to be?"

"Never mind, but you have to help me choose a man to marry into my family."

"...Okay, you actually believe me."

"Even without this fortune teller, if he said he was no good, I wouldn't have anything to do with him anymore. You're my best friend, of course I believe you."

Yao Feiran raised the corners of her mouth, then turned and donated one million to a medical and health charity organization.

Feng Yirou was four years older than Yao Feiran. Urged by her family, she approached several men, but even after Yao Feiran told her about their future, Feng Yirou was still not satisfied.

"It seems that there are very few people in this world with good character."

Basically, those who married into the Feng family relied on the Feng family for support, and in the end, they even harbored resentment.

In the end, Feng Yirou gave up for the time being, but Yao Feiran's reputation for fortune telling spread. Some people wanted to curry favor with her, while others were just curious and wanted to have their fortunes told by her. She found it troublesome and declared that she would only tell fortunes three times a month. Even so, she still made a name for herself.

After Yao Feiran and others settled down at the company, Luo's mother's sister passed away, so Yao Feiran took leave and returned to her hometown.

She was surprised to see Luo Yunran there as well. She was stunned when she saw Yao Feiran. She had already seen the news of Yao Feiran being recognized online. Luo Yunran felt betrayed. She had been hurt by Yao Shenhang for so many years. Her daughter had never considered her feelings. Moreover, her daughter was almost killed by Yao Shenhang, but she returned to the Yao family for money.

Luo Yunran's lips moved, but she didn't say anything in the end, and Yao Feiran didn't speak either.

Luo's parents didn't try to persuade Yao Feiran. Their relationship had always been like this, and Luo Yunran had lived a muddled life, so she couldn't guide Yao Feiran's life.

When the family arrived in town, Yao Feiran wasn't familiar with her second grandmother's relatives, so she just sat to the side watching the chicks peck at the rice.

Just then, a man walked over and said, "You must be my cousin."

"Who are you?"

"I'm your second grandmother's grandson." His eyes flickered occasionally, then he smiled kindly again: "Let's exchange contact information."

At this moment, a middle-aged man said to Luo's mother, "Auntie, this is Xiao Rui. Xiao Rui is also in Shashi. He'll be there to look after you."

Luo's mother was stunned: "This is Xiao Rui? He's grown so tall."

Seeing that they were chatting enthusiastically, Yao Feiran added them on WeChat out of respect for Luo's mother.

Gao Rui squatted down and started chatting with Yao Feiran as if they were old friends: "What are you doing in Shashi?"

Yao Feiran: "I didn't do anything."

Gao Rui sat casually, looking nonchalant: "You sit in an office, right? You look like someone who's never done any work before."

Yao Feiran ignored him.

Unexpectedly, he leaned closer and continued, "Do you work at the Yao Group?" Gao Rui put on an innocent expression and said, "I really envy you. Aunt Ran said that when she got divorced, her uncle gave you 50 million. Your life will definitely be very comfortable from now on."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Since Luo's parents sold the company, many relatives assumed they were bankrupt and avoided them. Luo's father also became disheartened and didn't mention the money he had. They always adhered to the principle of keeping a low profile.

That 50 million could only have been said by Luo Yunran.

I never expected my daughter to tell me this. Doesn't she know that wealth should not be flaunted?

Many people's eyes changed, and some stared intently at Yao Feiran, as if the money was already theirs.

Yao Feiran had seen all sorts of people, so her expression didn't change much.