Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Being able to always be a child is a luxury.

Maybe others can, but Jiang Chen can't.

The chosen successor to the family will have the family's future honor and disgrace dependent on him, and every member of the family will depend on his decisions.

From the moment he was chosen, the heavy responsibility reminded him every moment.

Jiang Chen grew up overnight. He became steady and calm, no longer as willful and childish as before.

He followed Jiang Yinghuai to learn how to manage the family and the company; he also followed Jiang Xinlian to learn how to read people's minds.

Ji Qingyu touched her daughter's head and praised her with a smile: "Our Xinxin has grown up and can teach children now."

Jiang Xinlian, who was so stupid that she wanted to run away, looked at her mother weakly.

"Oh, no, no," Ji Qingyu shook his finger, denying what he said, "Xinxinzi has never been a child, not even when he was a child."

Jiang Xinlian was listless and didn't speak.

Yeah, it’s this kind of look. All the emotions are hidden in the depths of the black eyes, appearing distant and mysterious. It has never changed over the years.

Her daughter is a pessimistic girl with secrets.

But, does this matter?

For someone like her, blood ties have long been as light as a feather, just as Yan's mother is not her mother and Xinxinzi may not be her daughter.

"After this busy period, do you want to go abroad to play?"

Ji Qingyu asked with a smile.

"If Jiang Chen can open his mind."

It's a pity that the stupid younger brother is used to being straightforward and is not used to communicating in a roundabout way. If he is not taught well, the Jiang family's defeat is imminent.

Don't let her shares down!

Jiang Xinlian squinted her eyes and felt that there was no end in sight and life was hopeless.

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[Host, why did you suddenly come here? Are you here to see the scenery? ]

086Looking at the majestic door plaque, there are three big characters "Chonghong Temple" written on it.

[As expected, it is said to be the place closest to the sun. It feels warm here.]

The midday sun was not scorching, but shining warmly on my body. The cool breeze made the ginkgo leaves tremble, and everything was peaceful.

Unlike more than ten years ago, there are no fortune tellers setting up stalls in front of the temple now. It is completely empty, which is very different from what my mommy said.

Jiang Xinlian looked around, her eyes wandering aimlessly, and she unknowingly fixed her eyes on a perfectly shaped ginkgo leaf on a branch not far away.

Of course, she didn't come here to see the scenery, but just wanted to confirm some things.

[Host, are you still thinking about those things? ]

086 patted his chest and vowed: [This world is classified as realistic science, there will be no existence beyond reality]

"is it?"

Jiang Xinlian crossed her arms and stared at the leaf in a daze.

A gust of wind blew, and the ginkgo leaf fell off the branch. It swayed and spun around, and was about to hit her in the face. It was blown by another gust of wind, and floated around and landed on her shoulder.

Jiang Xinlian picked up the leaf and held it in front of her, looking at it carefully.

There was a chuckle from behind.

Jiang Xinlian was stunned and turned around suddenly.

Without her or 086 noticing, a man in a white robe stood quietly behind her, his large hood covering half of his face, leaving a few strands of golden hair fluttering in the wind.

Just like what mommy said, this special golden color is so special that you can recognize his identity at once.

"Father……"

She whispered, her voice very soft.

[Eh? Hmm? Ah?! Wait! This is not scientific!]

086 screamed and fell into chaos.

Jiang Xinlian blinked: "Your presence here seems a bit disrespectful to science, father."

He stood out in the crowd in his white robe, but people passing by walked straight past him as if they didn't see him.

Galen smiled gently.

His smile was light and emotionless, with a sense of divinity and distance that made people admire him but not dare to approach him.

"I'm sorry about it."

Jiang Xinlian laughed. She touched the pendant hanging on her chest and asked, "Did you bring this to me?"

Her childhood experiences were like the Grim Reaper demanding her life, and she had already begun to have doubts about this, but Shen Luyan's actions confirmed her guess.

The pendant that she had been wearing close to her body had never been known to outsiders, but Shen Luyan knew of its existence and could recognize it at a glance among a pile of jewels.

Shen Luyan is the heroine, and the only one who can control her thoughts is 002.

Given the relationship between them, 002 tried to trip her up and wanted her dead, which would make anyone with normal thinking cry.

But all of these were blocked by this pendant.

Garen looked at the pendant in her hand, the intertwining of gold and red, mysterious and dazzling.

“It’s my blood,” he said, “but it’s not just me.”

Before his strength was dispersed, he saw the fate of the little fish.

He has few relatives, suffers many disasters, and is born with a short life.

In order to change and continue her destiny, someone had made efforts before him.

As a father, he disperses his power:

Three points are kept for oneself, three points are deposited in the blood, and three points are used for the past.

This pendant made of blood should have appeared earlier, right there in the alley late at night.

The human heart is fickle.

He knelt down with his thin back bent deeply, his thin clothes unable to hide his protruding spine.

He let go of her hand and hugged her tightly again. What he hugged was not a burden, but his only remaining hope.

He raised her with his own blood and flesh, and the pendant that should have appeared long ago has remained until now.

"We are separated by so many worlds, and my divine power is draining away. I cannot appear directly in front of you."

But Ji Qingyu wanted her to live well and didn't want anything to happen to her, so he found this place, and the pendant was finally hung around Jiang Xinlian's neck.

"..."

Jiang Xinlian pursed her lips, holding the pendant in her hand with an unclear expression.

In silence, the originally warm touch gradually turned hot.

She let go in surprise and looked down.

The originally balanced and stable gold and red began to boil, with a layer of light golden light lingering, and that golden light was slowly spreading and becoming richer.

"This, this is too unscientific."

she muttered.

Galen smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry again."

The hood of his robe had been removed at some point, revealing his golden hair, which was indistinguishable in the sunlight.

He raised his hand and gently touched Jiang Xinlian's brow with his index finger, but the moment he touched her, the world fell silent.

"It's over, little fish."

In his hazy consciousness, Galen looked at her gently.

Ji Qingyu was standing beside her, waving at her with a smile.

and also……

Jiang Wenjing was standing in the distance, his back to her, without looking back.

It's a bit like a revolving lantern before death.

Jiang Xinlian curled the corners of her mouth and amused herself.

She slowly closed her eyes. The blurry face that had been hidden deep in her memory and had only appeared in her dreams finally became clear at this moment.

Black hair, golden eyes...

"I remember your name..."

———Ji Jiuxu