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

Mr. Chen was furious and said, "What do you want a cell phone for? You didn't study hard for three years of high school, all you did was compare yourself to others. Now you've gotten such a bad grade, who are you letting down?"

"You promised to provide me with a tablet and a phone upon graduation. Did you go back on your word?"

"We only agreed to this because you guaranteed you could get into a four-year university! Look what you got! You're barely scraping by with a public junior college! You're utterly useless!"

Seeing the family start arguing again, Yao Feiran felt a headache coming on and turned to go to bed.

Yao Feiran thought to herself that although her original parents weren't very good at taking care of their children, they didn't mistreat them. In the second semester of their senior year, Chen's mother would bring them meals every day. As long as the child was willing to study, they were willing to spend a lot of money to hire tutors. However, while some people felt suffocated, Yao Feiran was quite satisfied. At least her parents weren't the kind of people who were biased to the extreme. Otherwise, she would have to go through the whole process of leaving her original family.

The next day, Chen's mother took Yao Feiran to buy a cell phone. Seeing that she looked worried, Yao Feiran bought a regular model, but Chen's mother still changed it to a more expensive one with a larger memory.

Later, Chen's father arranged for Chen Youming to do some part-time jobs, but the man couldn't keep up after a few days and insisted on going to university.

Private universities are a significant financial burden for families, but Yao Feiran knew they would compromise, since Chen Youming was unwilling to repeat a year of high school. So she gritted her teeth and filled out his application for a private junior college.

Seeing that Yao Feiran often went out for a stroll, Chen's mother would even give her money, as if she felt that she had been focusing on Chen Youming lately and had neglected Yao Feiran.

The No. 1 Middle School in the city is far away, and he probably has to board there. This summer, Xiao Qiusheng went to Shanghai and left his phone number. Yao Feiran was curious and sent him a message to see how the poor guy was doing and to hear some gossip.

Such extreme cases of people who prefer fake children to their real sons are now rare.

Xiao Qiusheng didn't know whose phone was calling: "Who are you?"

"I am your creditor, and you still owe me money."

After a long silence, the other party replied, "You send a letter upstream."

Youxin is a messaging app. After Xiao Qiusheng recognized her as a relative, he bought her a mobile phone and even registered one for her. Yao Feiran thought to herself that her identity had been exposed so quickly. She logged into Youxin with some doubt and found that the other party had transferred 10,000 yuan.

"What are you doing? There's too much of this."

"I earned money during the holiday, but it wasn't given to me by the Xiao family. I earned much more."

"You went out to earn money during your vacation?"

Yao Feiran frowned slightly. Wasn't he supposed to be going back to the Xiao family? Why is he out earning money again?

"It's nothing, just using the resources they provide to help us become independent faster."

"Has anything happened since you came home these past few days?"

"Are you going to be my confidante?"

Yao Feiran raised an eyebrow; this child was actually teasing her.

"That's fine, this is the fee for psychological counseling."

She was Xiao Qiusheng's savior, so Yao Feiran accepted the money without hesitation. One shouldn't give up money for the sake of face. Besides, her parents were a little tight on money because of Chen Youming's situation, so Yao Feiran kept it for a rainy day.

"Did you fill in the No. 1 High School in the city as your choice?"

"Yes, we'll be classmates again from now on."

The two chatted for a while. Xiao Qiusheng didn't complain about the Xiao family. He was relieved to find out that Yao Feiran would also be attending the No. 1 Middle School.

He hung up the phone, delivered the goods to the store, and then returned home.

During this period, he went out to work during the day and came back at night. Xiao Qiusheng clearly felt that there were many more opportunities in the big city. However, he was too young to do many things. Moreover, he lived in an affluent area where there were many valuable things even in the garbage dump. Once, he saw a second-hand bag and thought about selling it at a stall. However, his mother saw it, but she pretended not to know him, and Xiao Qiusheng did not rush to sell it.

He took a shower as soon as he got home. Xiao's mother was also home. She sat on the sofa and said coldly, "You go out to collect garbage every night so late? Even if you don't get as much pocket money as Chen Xiu, you don't have to make a fool of yourself like this."

Xiao Qiusheng was completely bewildered. He had never compared his allowance with Xiao Chenxiu's. Fei Ran had also told him that he should use his energy to make money and improve himself. Moreover, since the Xiao family had not publicly acknowledged him after he returned, he would not say that he was a member of the Xiao family, so what was there to be ashamed of?

"Don't worry, I never said I was a member of the Xiao family, so I won't embarrass you."

Furious, Xiao's mother rushed over and slapped him: "You've made an enemy of me after I brought you back? Chen Xiu has always wanted to get along with you, but you always have a cold face, as if everyone owes you something."

Xiao Qiusheng felt a stinging pain on his face and looked at her with icy eyes.

"Mrs. Xiao, you owe me. If you hadn't had a fight with Mr. Xiao and suddenly went into labor in late pregnancy to give birth in a small hospital, you wouldn't have been switched with someone else in the same ward. I have Xiao family blood in my veins, and you have no right to make me smile at the son of an enemy."

Mr. Xiao had just come out of his study when he heard this. His heart sank slightly as he recalled what his wife had done. Just because the gift she gave him didn't meet his expectations, she ran away from home overnight while pregnant, which led to her suddenly going into labor in another city. Later, she trusted a pregnant woman in the same hospital bed and revealed her true parentage, resulting in her two children being switched.

He has several illegitimate children abroad, and he doesn't care whether Xiao Qiusheng is really his child. He already thinks this child is a waste of his potential, so he's given up on him. However, his son's ranking in the top five in the city's high school entrance exam has changed his opinion of him quite a bit. It's just that Xiao Qiusheng is a bit rebellious and not as likable as Xiao Chenxiu.

Looking at Xiao Qiusheng's indifferent face, Xiao's mother felt a surge of anger: "What kind of look is that? You don't even call me 'Mom.' I should have known better than to bring you back."

Seeing that Xiao's mother was about to slap him again, Xiao Qiusheng naturally wouldn't give her the chance. However, Xiao's father had already spoken up: "Enough! Since Qiusheng has been recognized, he should be treated equally. Whatever amount is given to Chenxiu, he should be given the same amount. Besides, he's not young anymore. Don't act like a shrew, hitting and scolding him at the drop of a hat."

Normally, Mr. Xiao didn't pay much attention to Ms. Xiao's parenting, so his intervention this time was a complete shock to Ms. Xiao.

"Honey, what do you mean?"

"If you don't understand, give the supplementary card to the butler."

Mr. Xiao glanced at Mrs. Xiao with annoyance. When he was young, he liked Mrs. Xiao because she was young and naive. He married her against his family's wishes. Later, after he inherited the Xiao family, he realized that he was too naive. Other wealthy wives were born into rich families and were polite and capable of helping their husbands' businesses. But she was obsessed with love and jealous all the time. Even at this age, she still thought she was a little girl.