Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Ji Jiuxu's actions and responses always surprise people and arouse their interest.

In the past, Jiang Xinlian might have had the leisure to act out an ambiguous and flirting scene with him, but now all she can say is what a pity.

There was an inconspicuous small door on the side of the villa. She pushed it open with ease. The dim light was enough to easily cause one to trip.

A slight sound was heard in the darkness not far away. Jiang Xinlian looked in the direction of the source of the sound and saw a figure hurriedly leaving and disappearing around the corner of the villa.

"..."

Jiang Xinlian stared at the direction where the figure left, pondered for a moment, and then looked away.

She said nothing, as if what she had just seen was just an illusion. She calmly opened the door of the villa and entered the study as usual.

The next morning, when Jiang Chuyu knocked on the study door, he saw Jiang Xinlian lying on the desk with a tired look on her face, her eyes open, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Jiang Chuyu looked at her face carefully. She looked a little tired, but in good spirits. She was not as sick as she had been in some time ago. He felt relieved.

"You just recovered a short time ago, don't be too reckless."

She couldn't help but worry.

Jiang Xinlian moved and sat up straight, supporting her chin and answering the irrelevant question: "I remember that Jiang Chuchen's birthday is in a few days."

Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.

"…Yes, really?"

Jiang Chuyu's expression froze for a moment, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid the topic, but when she met Jiang Xinlian's unquestionable gaze, she pursed her lips tightly and maintained her attitude of discussing business:

"In six days."

"That's perfect," Jiang Xinlian pointed to the gift box beside her, "This is the birthday present you want to give him. Sorry for making the trip."

Jiang Chuyu noticed this gift box as soon as he entered the door. After all, its warm and exquisite appearance was really inconsistent with Jiang Xinlian's aesthetic.

She reacted immediately and asked, "Is there any news you want to convey to him?"

Jiang Xinlian clapped her hands twice to show her praise: "You are half right. You don't need to convey it verbally. I have added a layer of code to the message and hid it inside."

When she mentioned this, she suddenly laughed, as if she had foreseen some interesting scene.

Jiang Chuyu was a little worried.

Ever since Jiang Chuchen and Jiang Xinlian met, their relationship has not been good. Today you step on my sore spot, and tomorrow I tear your scar. We are tit-for-tat with each other, and it can almost be called hatred.

They barely maintain a superficially harmonious relationship like this. Without any prompts, can Jiang Chuchen understand the message behind the code?

she asked.

"rest assured."

Jiang Xinlian chuckled: "I can't say for others, but he can definitely read it."

After all, we have been poking at each other's sore spots for so long.

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The gift box was given to Jiang Chuyu on the same day. Six days later, when she was about to go out after putting away the gift box, Jiang Xinlian stopped her and casually opened the gift box and flipped through it.

Sure enough, a folded decorative paper strip at the corner of the box changed shape.

She curled her lips slightly, repacked the gift box and handed it back, saying nonchalantly, "Come back soon."

Jiang Chuchen inherited all of their father's inheritance. With his outstanding abilities and support from high-level officials, he has always been a popular figure.

But after Jiang Xinlian revealed that his beliefs were impure, the top management gave up on cultivating the younger generation who had developed ulterior motives, and his residence gradually became deserted.

When Jiang Chuyu arrived, the villa was so quiet that it seemed as if no one lived there. The decoration was the same as usual, and there was no sign that today was the owner's birthday.

But he is obviously most afraid of loneliness.

She couldn't explain the sourness and heaviness in her heart. She stood in front of the combination lock and pressed the password that she had entered thousands of times.

"drop--"

The door opened with a sound.

In the living room, Jiang Chuchen, who was sitting on the sofa with his knees bent, was completely stunned by the figure and could only watch her approach stupidly.

"you you……"

His lips were trembling and his speech was incoherent. It was not until Jiang Chuyu stood one meter away from him that he woke up as if from a dream and stood up by supporting himself on the sofa.

"Ayu..."

He was much thinner than the last time he saw her, so thin that her eyes felt slightly warm.

Jiang Chuyu took a deep breath, put the gift box on the coffee table in front of him, and said in a businesslike manner: "Happy birthday, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Before she could turn around and leave, Jiang Chuchen grabbed her wrist and said angrily:

"I can't accept it. I just can't accept it! It was you who promised me first, why did you suddenly leave me here alone?"

He couldn't understand why the promise became invalid overnight and why he was abandoned so easily!

He was confused, aggrieved, and filled with hatred.

Jiang Chuyu closed her eyes and broke free from his hand. Just when Jiang Chuchen thought she would turn around and leave like before, she spoke.

"Achen, I just want to ask you one thing," she looked into his eyes and asked word by word, "What did you do before Mom died of illness?"

Her mother hated Jiang Chuchen, her illegitimate son, and it was common for her to insult and beat him since he was a child. When the siblings grew up and she was old, she had to stop the beatings.

She ignored Jiang Chuchen's existence, did not allow the siblings to have any contact, and did not allow her to mention this brother, until that day...

The mother, who had always been in good health, fell ill without any warning. When Jiang Chuyu rushed over, the doctor just shook his head at her regretfully.

She came to the bed with tears in her eyes, and the woman grabbed her arm and said, "Swear, Jiang Chuyu, swear!"

Such a strong force did not seem like that of a dying patient at all. She gritted her teeth in pain and was unable to speak immediately, which drove the woman completely crazy.

"Say something! Say you swear! Say you swear!"

The woman also pulled his hair, and Jiang Chuyu's face was distorted with pain. He said reluctantly, dazed, "I swear..."

"You swear to hate Jiang Chuchen for the rest of your life! You can never have anything to do with him again in this life! Otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

Wha, what?

She was stunned, her lips trembling and unable to speak.

The woman still held her arm tightly, her eyes red, and she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Hurry up and tell me! He is the one who killed me! You must never have anything to do with him again, do you hear me! Do you hear me!"

"Mommy mommy……"

She began to tremble and tried desperately to break free from the woman's hand and escape from the impending abyss.

Before she could push away the shackled hands, the woman suddenly stopped talking, covered her heart and gasped for breath, then fell to the ground with a bang and died.

It's quiet...

The silence of death...

The arm that was grabbed by his mother seemed to still feel the pain. Jiang Chuyu looked straight at him, pleading and urgent:

"What happened? Why won't you tell me?"

"I……"

Jiang Chuchen avoided her gaze and said with difficulty: "I didn't lie to you, I didn't do anything."

But there was more he couldn't say.