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

Yao Feiran stopped trying to persuade Zhou Yu and let her process things on her own. She had bought a house in Yu City, and Zhou Yu could come back to stay on weekends. However, Zhang Tianan couldn't hold back any longer and urged Yao Feiran to hurry up.

"Sis, have you decided on your next script yet?"

"Not yet. I'm preparing to register a production company, so I won't have much time lately."

"Want me to invest? I've made a lot of money lately."

"....unnecessary."

"...Um...when are you going to continue filming? Can you ask me to join you?"

Seeing Zhang Tian'an's hesitant manner, Yao Feiran sent him another movie script: "This is my newly written movie script. If you are interested, you can film it. I want a share of the profits in the contract."

"Okay, I'll take a look first."

Zhang Tian'an spent several hours reading the script, which was called "The Cage of Destiny." It was an action film, but its core was not about showcasing the strength of martial arts, but about ordinary people resisting fate through martial arts.

The overall tone is correct, and there isn't much sentimental content, but you'll find yourself unconsciously moved by the other person's tenacious struggle.

Zhang Tian'an slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "As expected, anything produced by Sister Yao is bound to be a masterpiece!"

"You'd better release it before the New Year."

"Why? Because we're a bit pressed for time."

"I consulted a fortune teller who said that only by coming out at this time can I make money."

Whether a movie becomes a hit depends not only on a strong storyline, but also on the right timing, location, and people. Yao Feiran had a feeling that this time period was the most suitable.

"......"

Zhang Tian'an wanted to persuade Yao Feiran not to believe in feudal superstition, but when he thought of the script, he had a lot of confidence.

"By the way, where did you see this script?"

"I write?"

"Did you write this again? How long did it take you to write it?"

"About a week. I have plenty of scripts; I can write whatever type you want. You can also ask me to write the theme song."

Zhang Tian'an: "...Did you travel from another world and possess the entire world's culture?"

"You guessed that? You're pretty smart."

"........."

He would have slid to his knees if he hadn't been on the other end of the phone.

Yao Feiran was busy applying for a film and television production company license. She also needed to recruit people with relevant professional qualifications in order to obtain the license. She wanted to become the main controller of the company, so she needed to assemble a complete crew. She was busy all the time and had little free time.

After all the employees were recruited, Zhou Yu was on winter vacation. She planned to enroll in a foreign language class, and Yao Feiran also rested at home for a few days.

"Mom, lately my brother... Chen Boheng has been calling me and asking me to come over to his place."

"What was your answer?"

I refused.

"Yeah, don't be alone with him. I won't force you to delete him, but you need to be smart and not let someone sell you out while you're still counting the money for them."

"Mom, will you never forgive him?"

"Yes, does he want you to act as a go-between to ease the tension between me and him?"

"He keeps saying he misses you and cries all the time, but I feel he's heartbroken. Mom, when you were hospitalized and in critical condition, I called him, but he hung up. I also sent him a message, but he didn't reply."

"You've finally figured it out."

"Well, before, I was a little conflicted because he and I have been like siblings for so many years. But then I thought, Mom is the best person in the world to him, and he can still be so heartless. That's just his true nature."

"By the way, you have to remember that his family is well-off now and he's definitely not short of money. If he really treats you like a sister, he won't ask you for money."

Zhou Yu was a little puzzled: "But he hasn't asked me for money during this time; he's only been talking about school-related matters."

"He will talk to you. He's been laying the groundwork for so long, and since I haven't made any progress, he'll target you."

Yao Feiran already knew from others that the couple hadn't given Chen Baiheng much money, just a little better than when he was with the original owner of the body. The car Chen Baiheng was using to get to work was a second-hand car that his biological mother no longer drove.

How could someone as vain as him be content with that?

Zhou Yu nodded: "I won't give it to her. This is money that Mom worked so hard to earn."

Sure enough, a few days later, Chen Baiheng started inquiring about money.

"Xiaoyu, do you have enough money right now?"

"It's enough."

"I remember when I was in college, I earned 1,500 a month. Now that prices have gone up in recent years, 1,500 should be less for you. Girls should spend more."

Zhou Yu became wary: "The money my mother gives me is enough."

"I really envy you. Mom seems to have made a few hundred million recently. She'll probably buy you a lot of things. My car keeps breaking down lately, and my workplace is far from home. I have to take the bus every day and I've been late a few times."

"Taking the bus isn't a big deal, is it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a smile appeared on her face as she said, "Mom's so rich now, she must have bought you a car by now. I really envy you."

Zhou Yu realized that the other party really cared about her mother's money.

Seeing that Zhou Yu didn't answer, he suddenly pleaded, "Xiao Yu, can you lend me some money? I'm short of money to buy a car."

Zhou Yu's eyes were somewhat cold: "How much money do you want?"

"Five hundred thousand will do. Mom is a billionaire, so this amount of money shouldn't be a problem."

"I don't have 500,000 yuan. My mother only gave me living expenses."

"That can't be right. You definitely didn't ask her for it. Why don't you try asking her?"

Zhou Yu's eyes turned completely cold.

"I won't ask her for money, and I certainly won't lend it to you. Drive whatever car you're capable of."

Zhou Yu blocked him.

She let out a long breath.

Mom was right, Chen Baiheng really did borrow money from her. A feeling of disgust welled up inside her. Actually, Mom never stopped Chen Baiheng from recognizing his biological parents. It was just that he shouldn't have framed Mom and didn't come to see her when she was sick. Now he doesn't really want to reconcile, but is only after his own interests.

The warmth of those memories has completely vanished.

After Zhou Yu blocked the other party, there was some internal strife for a while. Yao Feiran did not continue to force the issue. As the New Year approached, Yao Feiran took Zhou Yu to the mall to buy food.

Zhou Yu received a phone call, and her expression turned somewhat grim. After hanging up, Yao Feiran asked, "Was that your dad calling?"

"Yes, he said I should go back to my hometown. I didn't go back for Chinese New Year last year."

Do you miss her?

"I'm just a little embarrassed. Grandma used to buy me things, and sometimes I would stay at her house during holidays. She's sick, but I haven't visited her yet." Afraid that her mother would misunderstand, she quickly added, "I know she's been very bad to Mom, but I just don't want to owe her anything. In my heart, Mom, you're the most important person."