Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Qi Mingyuan held the wine bottle and drank two large bottles without feeling drunk at all. He raised the bottle in confusion and looked at it, and said angrily: "Who gave me the fruit wine! Who can get drunk!"

Jiang Xinlian was innocent: "I think it's quite intoxicating."

Qi Mingyuan: "...No matter, give me another bottle quickly. I won't come home until I'm drunk today!"

Pei Yuyang: "..."

He listened indifferently to Qi Mingyuan loudly mourning his dead love, and restrained the urge to throw the person out.

The wailing almost covered up the ringtone of the phone call. At the last moment of hanging up, Jiang Xinlian saw it and picked up the phone to answer the call.

"Good evening, Xin Lian."

Qi Jinnan's voice came from the phone. Hearing the noise here, he was stunned for a moment: "Who is screaming? And why is this voice so familiar?"

Jiang Xinlian walked to the kitchen, closed the door to isolate the noise, and replied: "It's Brother Mingyuan. He's broken in love, and now he's drunk and crazy."

Mingyuan is lovelorn?

Qi Jinnan's mouth twitched: "This is a bit strange."

Another high-pitched cry came from the background: "Ah! I'm really in pain!"

Qi Jinnan: "...Is it convenient to talk about some serious matters?"

"Is it about Lin Yaqin or An Qiao?"

"Both," Qi Jinnan said, "Lin Yaqin will definitely go to study for a few years, and now there are still An Qiao, Xin Lian, you..."

He paused, then hesitated and asked: "Do you want to meet her?"

Regardless of whether she is quibbling or repenting when you meet her, do you want to meet her?

Jiang Xinlian held the phone in one hand, took out the iceberg lava cake made by Pei Yuyang from the refrigerator, and casually refused: "No need."

"As for me, I don't have any special feelings for her. A stranger wouldn't ask me to go see her specifically, right?"

She took a bite of the cake, which was slightly bitter and slightly sweet. It tasted very good, and her voice was a little lighter: "She just needs to pay back the money."

"Pay back the money? How much do you want her to pay?"

Jiang Xinlian thought for a while. Xu Yin had roughly estimated the entire assets of An Qiao's family, totaling about 5000 million. So...

"Not too much, not too much, just 8000 million."

"But Anqiao has to pay back the money by herself, and no one is allowed to help her."

Needless to say, An Qiao was quite lucky in the first half of his life. The few men he met were all rich or noble, very generous, and he never had to suffer the hardship of making money.

But money is not that easy to earn. By betraying Jiang Yanshuo, selling Jiang Xinlian, and breaking up with Qi Jinnan, he got 300 million. This is too easy.

It’s time to feel that making money is not easy.

An Qiao's husband, Mr. Qin, is a man with a strong sense of justice. How strong is he?

Xu Yin described it: "He is very good at destroying relatives for justice."

Hey, it's exactly what he wants, I'm afraid he's not upright enough.

Qi Jinnan understood what she meant, and the two hit it off immediately: "I think it's great. It's only right to pay back debts."

As for whether the Qin family will be fragmented because of this, this is not something they should consider.

Don't expect people who have been hurt to show kindness.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up."

"Don't worry," Qi Jinnan said helplessly, "I still have something to ask you, Xin Lian, do you want to go back to Qi's house?"

Qi family?

Jiang Xinlian remembered that the Qi family had family rules and children born out of wedlock had no inheritance rights. Although she was Qi Jinnan's only child, she was not born out of wedlock and had no inheritance rights.

So the interest was lacking.

"No."

The first person she cares about in this world must be herself. Secondly, she barely lets Pei Yuyang be on the list, and then there is nothing more.

If she cared about her relatives and longed for family affection, she would not be alive now and would have died in the cold Jiang family.

The Qi family could not bring her immediate benefits, and might even cause trouble, so she did not want to return to the Qi family.

Qi Jinnan was silent for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, it's up to you, but I only have you as the heir, and you will definitely inherit all my property."

"Oh?" Jiang Xinlian accepted it calmly, "That's good."

She said goodbye and the call was hung up.

Qi Jinnan kept moving until the screen darkened.

The lamp on the desk shone a ray of light, illuminating the bitterness on his face.

"I came too late."

*

When Xiao Xinlian was five years old, she could not articulate a complete sentence clearly.

Jiang Yanshuo often didn't go home, and Lin Yaqin regarded her as useless. She had no company or guidance, and she never learned to speak.

But Xiao Xinlian is a smart child, she is self-taught!

As a young girl, she was somewhat excited. She was eagerly waiting for Lin Yaqin to come back at home. She was a little timid and a little expectant, and said softly:

"Mom, you worked hard today."

When Lin Yaqin heard the word "Mom", she was stunned for a moment, and soon thought of her own daughter who was living and suffering outside, and her heart ached.

She stood up, ignored Xiao Xinlian, and returned to her room.

Well, the first time I failed to talk to my mom.

Xiao Xinlian lowered her head in frustration.

Aunt Chen comforted her: "Miss, they say that children who cry can eat sweets. Maybe you are too good, Madam, don't worry about you."

A crying child?

Xiao Xinlian remembered it. The next time Lin Yaqin came home, she mustered up the courage to walk to her and said timidly: "Mom, can you stay with me?"

no respond.

"Mom, mom, can you have a word with me?"

You are so cold, mother, why don’t you even look at her?

"Mother……"

Lin Yaqin looked at the tearful little Xin Lian and felt bored, so she shouted loudly: "Aunt Chen!"

Aunt Chen ran over immediately: "What's wrong, madam?"

"Get her back to her room!"

Lin Yaqin pointed at Xiao Xinlian and said in a sharp voice: "Lock her up! Don't let her run around! She cries as soon as she comes home. She has no education at all!"

Aunt Chen couldn't bear it, but she couldn't go against her master's wishes, so she locked Xiao Xinlian in the room and locked it.

The young child was afraid of the dark. She cried and banged on the door to get out. She cried and apologized to her mother. In the end, she cried so much that she could not speak. She lay on the ground and looked at the only moonlight in the darkness.

The thin, weak, intermittent moonlight is the only light.

It would be nice if the sun could come out at night, but that's not possible.

So lonely, so lonely, so sad.

The little Xinlian, who had never been loved by anyone, wanted to be freed one cloudy night when she was ten years old.

There were more than twenty wounds on her wrist, and a large amount of blood flowed out. She took one last look out the window, but the moon still did not appear.

When the blood flowed out and the body became cold, the whole villa fell into deathly silence. A small green light ball appeared and gently disappeared into the girl's eyebrows.

Time began to flow backwards in her body, as if it were turned upside down. The blood returned to her body, her body gradually warmed up, her chest rose and fell, and the wounds healed until they disappeared.

Not sure how much time had passed, Jiang Xinlian opened her eyes and got up from the ground with difficulty.

The surroundings were dark. She struggled to reach the lamp switch and turned it on with a "pop". The weak light dispelled the darkness.

Emotions came rushing in along with the memories. Jiang Xinlian covered her heart, shook her body, and passed out.

After that night, Aunt Chen was surprised to find that Miss Xin Lian, who had always been taciturn, became much more lively and cheerful.