Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Seeing that the situation was not good, the director and the assistant rushed Jiang Ju to the hospital for emergency treatment as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, he was old and his body was not as strong as before, and he ultimately did not survive this ordeal.

In just one month, two senior members of the Jiang family died one after another. The estate of the former had not yet been fully distributed, and the death of Jiang Ju was like adding insult to injury. The Jiang family fell into chaos for a while.

In order to prevent the partner family from taking advantage of the situation, the Jiang family announced to the public that Jiang Ju died in an accident, and began a thorough search inside.

As a witness to everything that happened, Ji Jiuxu was interrogated in detail.

"Did you see anything unusual?"

"No."

"You answered so quickly, are you so sure?" the middle-aged man asked doubtfully.

"My mission is to preach, and my target is those children," Ji Jiuxu said bluntly, "so I didn't pay attention to Mr. Jiang Ju."

In the past, the middle-aged man would have praised him for being conscientious and responsible, but now, he felt very upset.

It seemed that there was nothing more to ask in this regard, so he changed the question.

"Did you tell anyone that you would go to the nursery with Mr. Jiang Ju yesterday?"

The person who poisoned Jiang Ju, no, the person who added pesticides was very cunning, not even a single fox hair was left behind, and was able to handle it so cleanly, it was obviously not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a carefully planned one.

"No."

Ji Jiuxu said calmly: "I haven't told anyone."

No matter how he was questioned, he denied it and there was nothing suspicious in his words.

He was detained like this for a few days, and the higher-ups finally did not make things difficult for him.

The family is in chaos now, and the "priest", as the "spiritual leader" of the family, needs to step forward to calm people's hearts and nothing can go wrong for the time being.

001 sighed: [Unexpected disaster, I am completely implicated]

Ji Jiuxu returned to his residence and just as he walked to the iron gate of the courtyard, he paused before opening the door and looked inside the house thoughtfully.

"boom--"

The iron gate closed behind him. He walked to the door slowly and pulled open the unlocked door.

In the living room, Jiang Xinlian was leaning on the sofa, with one hand supporting her forehead. When she heard the noise, she slowly raised her eyes and looked over, smiling and greeting him:

"You're back. I've been waiting for a long time."

Her tone was so familiar as if they had a close relationship. When she saw him, the owner of the house, she did not show any guilt or uneasiness and occupied the sofa with a clear conscience.

Ji Jiuxu walked to the sofa and looked at her indifferently: "Why are you here?"

"Can't you see? I picked the lock on your door."

Jiang Xinlian lay down and looked at him with a smile: "I thought you noticed it last time, that my fingers are very flexible."

When they were young, the head teacher only gave the girls one lunch a day in order to train them into sickly "gifts" that would better suit his tastes.

In order to fill her stomach, she would sneak into the nursery kitchen at night, figure out how to pick the door lock, and learn how to eat without being discovered.

She took good care of her body and took good care of herself.

The headache became more intense, and the nausea in her chest was boiling. Jiang Xinlian took a quick breath, staring at him without moving away, and asked with a smile:

"Are you angry?"

001 skillfully placed her physical data in front of her master. From her perspective, the red light reflected on her master's cold face, making it look more popular.

Ji Jiuxu was silent for a moment, then he turned sideways and took a pillow from the sofa beside him and handed it over. His tone did not reveal any emotion:

"What are you referring to?"

Jiang Xinlian blinked, looking innocent: "Haven't you accepted my apology?"

She took the pillow and felt the man's thick fingers gently touching her fingertips. In an instant, the pain and dizziness gradually faded away as if bound by chains.

Ji Jiuxu took his hand back and said calmly and directly: "You grew up in the nursery, and you know which books the "priest" used when he went to the nursery to preach. That night, you saw the book I placed in the living room."

If you want to have a clean finish you need to prepare in advance, but if the timeline is too long and the cost is too high, you will be more likely to be caught at the tail end.

The time for preaching is not fixed, it all depends on the wishes of the top leaders. Calculating the time, it was just right to start preparing from that night.

"They focused on interrogating those who had grievances with Jiang Ju, but I think the result would have been the same no matter which senior executive went there that day."

The conduct of the top brass is unexceptional, so it doesn't matter which one dies.

Jiang Xinlian looked even more confused. She asked, "So you're angry about this? Angry that you were implicated and almost died at the hands of the higher-ups?"

She didn't feel any guilt for being taken advantage of, nor did she feel guilty for being exposed. She was genuinely confused, and her eyes were filled with puzzlement as she looked at him.

She stood up slowly, and gently touched his chest with her pointed fingertips, pressing against his heart through his clothes.

The sharp nails caused a slight pain. Ji Jiuxu watched her tiptoe and lean closer, listening to her low, soft voice flowing in his ears.

"Don't you care about your own life or death? If you don't care, why can't you let me use you and die because of me?"

Jiang Xinlian looked up at the man's profile, her eyes filled with innocence and deep cruelty: "You will die at the hands of the higher-ups sooner or later anyway, so why not die in my hands if you are so valuable, um..."

Ji Jiuxu raised his hand to cover her mouth. His large palm blocked most of her face, leaving only a pair of eyes that blinked a few times.

He just wanted to interrupt her, and soon put his hand down, watching her rubbing the red marks on her cheek complainingly, and suddenly asked:

"you hate me?"

After the time of solitary confinement, her attitude towards him changed a lot. She showed more superficial enthusiasm and more subtle vigilance.

Jiang Xinlian paused rubbing her face, lifted her thin eyelids, and once again revealed that scrutinizing and observing look.

"I don't hate you."

Even though she had abandoned her parents, she never hated them, nor did she ever like them.

She was a monster of natural coldness, incapable of such intense emotions.

"I'm just curious about you, "Father""

Jiang Xinlian stepped aside and walked around him, watching leisurely as if she were in her own villa, and said calmly:

"If I had met you when I was a child, I would have firmly believed that gods do exist in this world."

How can someone not have desires? He doesn’t even care about his own life or death. He is obviously aloof and indifferent, but he can accept his fate being played with by others so calmly.

He was the one being toyed with and provoked, but his eyes were always so tolerant, as if he was forgiving an ant.

"I'm so curious, Ji Jiuxu, why don't you have any feelings at all? You are like this..."

She stopped at the window and suddenly stopped talking.

001 wiped the sweat off his forehead and was a little upset: [It shouldn’t be guessed, right? It’s impossible for it to be guessed, right? Just finish what you’re saying! ]

Ji Jiuxu walked behind her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xinlian turned her head, her eyes wide open, and pointed at the plant on the windowsill and asked, "What is this?"

In the flowerpot on the windowsill, there is a lush green seedling. The new leaves are small and tender but full of vigor. A small wooden sign is inserted in the soil next to it, and its vitality seems unfamiliar to her.

Ji Jiuxu moved the wooden sign, revealing the inscribed side:

XLily

"Sayuri? The one I gave you?"

But when he was brought in a few days ago, wasn't he still half-dead and only breathing his last breath?

Jiang Xinlian poked the seedling, unable to hide her surprise.

Not Sayuri.

She is the owner of this lily, so it is called Xin Lily.

But saying this kind of thing can easily lead to misunderstanding.

Ji Jiuxu was silent for a moment, but ultimately did not correct her.