Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

After the funeral, Jiang Xinlian did not stay long and left soon.

She must be very busy recently, as she needs to count the large inheritance left by Jiang Xuanbin personally.

Ji Jiuxu returned to his villa. He was not in a hurry to change out of his robe. He slowly went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, then walked to the window and looked down to check on Lily's condition.

The branches are strong and the leaves are green and tender. They are no longer as wilted and sickly as before, and are full of vitality.

He watered the lilies, straightened out the small wooden sign that had been blown all over the place, looked at the words "Xin Baili" on the sign, and paused with his outstretched hand.

The woman's face suddenly appeared, the corners of her lips were slightly smiling with a flirtatious tone, but her dark green eyes were as cold as ice.

She is an expert at saying one thing and thinking another. She can speak sweet words of love with a sweet smile, but in her heart there is a poisonous snake waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Ji Jiuxu returned to the living room, leaned over and placed the cup of water on the coffee table. The cross hanging around his neck swayed in the air as he leaned over.

He grasped the cross, held it before him, and examined it closely.

It was a simple cross shape, with a silver body without any fancy patterns. It was only as big as his palm, and the edges were worn smooth.

It was exactly the same as the one he had worn before, but it was not his.

When Jiang Xinlian put her arms around him and snuggled into his chest, her nimble fingers took away the key.

This key, which he made into a cross shape, can open most of the rooms in the church.

He didn't tell anyone, but the only person who had the chance to know the key was Jiang Xinlian when she was locked in the confessional in the church.

As she herself said, her fingers were very nimble, and if it were someone else, it probably wouldn't have been discovered.

But even if it is discovered, what can we do?

Ji Jiuxu sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, tilted his head and stared at the cross in his hand with an unclear expression.

When he went to the nursery to preach, he met Jiang Ju and the director, and foresaw their death.

Jiang Ju died after failed rescue efforts. The director was questioned by his family and locked in the confessional in the church to atone for his sins, and then was stabbed to death.

Similarly, he could also foresee Jiang Xinlian's future.

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

He was abandoned by his parents when he was young, beaten and scolded by the head teacher in his childhood, and when he grew up he was chosen by the higher-ups as an object of exchange for benefits. When he grew up again and had the ability to protect himself, his body was completely destroyed in the struggle for power.

Jiang Xinlian is an evil person, her hands are stained with blood, so fate punishes her to suffer from birth and never get what she wants.

She would die of illness in a few months and would not live to be 22 years old, and those around her would also die before her.

Who would bother a flower that is about to wither?

Ji Jiuxu knew what she did and knew that she had stolen the key by stealing it, but in the end he did nothing. He did not expose her or push her away.

In a posture that was not quite an embrace, he felt the slight tug on his neck and smelled the scent of a woman named Jiang Xinlian.

If the pain comes first, can the evildoer get a little forgiveness?

If there really is a God, would He extend His mercy to such a wicked person?

His thoughts were interrupted, Ji Jiuxu was stunned for a moment, and said softly:

“I started thinking about this kind of thing.”

[Yes, Master, you are...]

001 was also surprised by this. It thought for a moment and said: [You are hesitating]

The master completed many tasks, and the power of point feedback allowed him to be on par with gods. However, strength brought gaps and distances, and gradually, he no longer looked like a human being.

And now, he was hesitating like the humans, wondering whether to intervene.

001 said seriously: [Master, let me remind you that the plot of each world can be changed, but the character settings cannot be changed.

Jiang Xinlian's experiences have shaped her character and future. Early death is her ending and her personality, which cannot be changed! 】

Just like you can’t resurrect a dead person, fate is unquestionable.

[She cannot rely on others to change her fate, she can only rely on herself, Master, you should also know this]

Although Ji Jiuxu showed no expression and didn't look like he was overwhelmed, 001 was still frightened and tried to persuade him earnestly.

As for the second half of the sentence, it swallowed it back.

God can also change destiny at the cost of one for one.

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When talking about her past, some people always look at her with pity, like Jiang Chuyu.

“It must be painful.”

Unfortunately, no.

She was born with a calm mind, so emotions like pain would not naturally appear in her. It was just that her childhood experience was like being bitten by a mosquito. Now that she had the chance, she wanted to kill the mosquito herself.

"Hurry, hurry, help, help..."

The completely dark confessional was no different from the family's solitary confinement room. The headmaster was used to putting young children in the solitary confinement room as punishment, but when it came to himself, he was on the verge of collapse after just a few days.

He had no power to resist, like a chicken with its throat cut, his eyes wide open, flapping his arms and legs in death.

Jiang Xinlian kicked his body, and after confirming that he would not live long, she smiled faintly:

"Do you know why I waited until today?"

Being stabbed to death is too unpleasant. Shouldn't he experience his favorite punishment, the solitary confinement cell, himself?

Seeing that his struggling stopped and there was no sound, Jiang Xinlian did not stay any longer and turned to leave.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and it locked with a "click".

Now that the job is done, how do I return the key?

Jiang Xinlian frowned and thought for a while, then her brows soon relaxed.

Forget it. I originally wanted to drag him into the water, but it’s too troublesome to go back, so I might as well just find a place to throw him away.

She walked out of the church with brisk steps, but was stopped by heavy rain as soon as she stepped out of the door.

This heavy rain came suddenly without any warning. The raindrops as big as beans fell densely and continuously, splashing water on the ground. A layer of rain water had already accumulated on the ground.

She was lucky that such heavy rain could wash away all traces.

Jiang Xinlian put on her hat, wrapped her clothes tightly and was about to rush into the rain when she stopped.

The bean-sized raindrops became thinner and smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the heavy rain turned into fine rain threads, blending into a layer of future rainwater that had accumulated on the ground and was flowing away.

Jiang Xinlian tilted her head and looked at the scene. Rather than being surprised that she didn't have to get soaked, she was actually a little confused.

Could she have such a lucky chance? Or was she lucky this time, and she would soon die and become seriously ill?

It's so lucky that it seems like a conspiracy.

She thought for a moment, threw these feudal superstitions out of her mind, threw the key into the flower bed at the door, and then rushed out quickly.

The silver cross fell on the moist soil without making any sound, and the flowers and plants covered it tightly.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the drizzle began to get heavier.

The man in black tights stood in front of the flower bed, parted the flowers and grass with his slender and clean fingers, and picked up the key without any movement to look for it.

The rain wet her hair, which hung wetly in front of her forehead, blocking her golden eyes.