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

Yao Feiran smiled slightly: "You haven't been having nightmares lately, have you?"

"That's all." Xiao Baohe turned her head and asked, "Why do you know everything? I feel you are very mysterious and omnipotent. Do you also have a system?"

"Because I've lived too long."

Xiao Baohe's tone was somewhat excited: "Could it be that you are a cultivator from a novel, someone who can live forever in this world?"

"No, I just have memories of my past life."

Xiao Baohe was a little uneasy: "Then you must be quite old in your mind. Doesn't that mean we're friends despite the age gap? You really consider me a friend, right?"

"It's fake, because I'm absorbing your luck."

"Haha, that's fine too. Slow down your breathing, and let's play together until we're at least eighty."

"OK."

Seeing Yao Feiran's helpless smile, Xiao Baohe's anxiety vanished, and she let out a long sigh of relief. In the past, when she learned that the Xiao family did not like her, she was disappointed for a while but then she came to terms with it. However, if it was Yao Feiran, she found that she could not accept it.

With the Xiao family's affairs settled, Yao Feiran noticed that Xiao Baohe was having some psychological problems and suggested that she go out for a walk. Xiao Baohe simply joined Yao Feiran's charity organization and became a volunteer. Two years later, she met a man younger than her, and the two eventually got together.

Yao Feiran discovered that the two were quite compatible and could have a life together. With Yao Feiran's support, the two got married a few years later.

At the wedding, Yao Feiran raised her glass in congratulations: "Congratulations! More and more people will like you in the future."

Yao Yue, wearing a little dress, handed her a bouquet of flowers, her voice sweet and clear: "Aunt He is so pretty."

Xiao Baohe's eyes filled with tears. From the moment she met Yao Feiran, her life gradually became complete.

When Yao Zhiliang was in his forties, he began to frequently visit his mother to show filial piety. His mother would occasionally give him a few hundred yuan, but that was all. All her money belonged to her granddaughter, and she would also buy dresses for her granddaughter.

Yao Feiran did not stop him from fulfilling his filial duties, but simply kept an eye on the nanny to prevent him from getting close to Yao Yue.

One day, Yao Feiran returned home. Her mother was asleep, so Yao Zhiliang came over and started trying to get close to her: "Sis, this house wasn't cheap. Did Mom give you all the money?"

"Yes, I have her retirement pension card now."

Yao Zhiliang's eyes darkened: "I really envy you. I was ignorant when I was young, and now even Mom favors you. I accidentally hit someone a while ago and had to pay tens of thousands of yuan in compensation. Now I'm penniless."

"Didn't Mom give you a few hundred yuan? Be careful with your food."

"You're all doing so well, and as long as a little bit of it leaks out between your fingers, it relieves my stress. It's a pity that Mom never seems to understand."

"Yao Zhiliang, I won't help you, and you don't need to beat around the bush."

"Besides Mom, I'm your only family. Don't be too ruthless in your actions, or you'll regret it later."

"You've fallen on hard times yourself, and you still have the nerve to spout nonsense, saying you're visiting your mother, but all you do is complain about being poor; you have nothing to show for it."

Yao Zhiliang looked ashamed and indignant, and said excitedly, "What's so great about you? You just have a little money, and it's all from Mom. If I hadn't been so foolish when I was young, most of Mom's money would be mine."

Yao's mother opened the door: "What are you saying? Your noise woke me up. Even if you weren't confused before, I would still divide my money equally between you two."

Yao's mother used to do the same thing, never favoring anyone and doing her best to help each child. Before she passed away, her siblings were very harmonious.

"Mom, I am your son. In the past, people in the village would give their property to their sons, and their daughters would get married and leave the village."

"What era are we living in now? Back then, sons were responsible for supporting their parents in old age. Now Yao Feiran is supporting me, and all my things belong to him."

Yao Zhiliang said eagerly, "I can also take care of you in your old age."

"No, I can't accept that. You should go back now. You're coming to see me every few days."

Yao's mother looked at Yao Zhiliang with disdain. His intentions were obvious. Besides, where would she get so much money? This house is worth almost 100 million yuan, all earned by her own daughter.

The greed in Yao Zhiliang's eyes hadn't faded before he left, filled with rage.

Yao's mother whispered, "Ranran, be careful. Don't flaunt your wealth. If someone is desperately poor, they'll get envious and act impulsively. You can't trust your brother either."

Previously, Yao Zhiliang had always wanted to meet his mother, but she hadn't revealed her address. She only went out to meet him once, but she never expected that he would secretly follow her.

Yao Feiran: "I know, Yao Zhiliang cheated on me. It's like you've gained another grandson."

Yao's mother was instantly furious: "What is he trying to do? We've been married for so many years, and he's still having an affair and having an illegitimate child."

"I guess he's gotten old and regrets it, and now he wants children again."

"He agreed to it back then. Since he can't stick to it, then he shouldn't have gotten married. He's only wasting his wife's time. His wife needs to know about this."

His wife should find out soon.

Yao's mother sighed, "What a tragedy. Wasn't he very poor? How could he have another child? And who is that woman?"

"That woman is older than Yao Zhiliang, divorced but has no children. She knows that Yao Zhiliang is married. Now Yao Zhiliang earns seven or eight thousand a month, and he spends most of it on her."

"What a tragedy! No man in the Yao family has ever cheated, but your brother has set a precedent. What kind of good thing is this woman who knows she's a mistress and acts like one?"

Two weeks later, Deng Jingyi called as expected, her tone harsh: "Look at the son you gave birth to! At his age, he's still cheating on his wife, giving all his money to that slut, and now he's even got a child! How are you going to resolve this?!"

Yao's mother wasn't angry: "It's no use talking to me. My son is beyond saving, and I can't control him. You can file for divorce yourself."

Yao's mother hung up the phone and told Yao Feiran to block the number.

She didn't have a good impression of her daughter-in-law either; the two were birds of a feather. She just never expected that the two who were once so loving would turn out like this.

After Yao Zhiliang married Deng Jingyi, he immediately severed ties with his mother and couldn't bear to see Deng Jingyi have children, so he got a tubal ligation. Now the couple has become enemies.

Yao Feiran was not surprised. Yao's mother had been good enough to Yao Zhiliang, but Yao Zhiliang could abandon his mother immediately for Deng Jingyi, so sooner or later he would abandon others as well.

He would be good to whoever was of use to him. Back then, Deng Jingyi was young and beautiful, and her family ran a small business and was quite well-off. He thought that Yao's mother had already spent all his money. After weighing the pros and cons, he immediately took his mother away.

Later, after marriage, Deng Jingyi became too controlling with money and contributed it all to her family. She didn't give much to Yao Zhiliang, and he couldn't see any hope, so he naturally thought of Yao's mother.

If he has a good marriage, he will never think about Yao's mother.