Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Jiang Chuyu represented Jiang Xinlian's attitude and gave Jiang Chuchen a birthday gift openly. It was unclear whether he had no guilt or was fearless.

In the past, when family members fought each other, the head of the family would sit back and watch, turning a blind eye and pretending to know nothing; this time, Jiang Xinlian and Jiang Chuchen showed signs of joining forces, and he immediately became restless.

Soon, Jiang Xinlian received an invitation from the head of the family and went for tea with Jiang Chuchen.

It sounds good on the surface, but everyone knows that this is a test arranged by the head of the family, or maybe it is a killing game.

"Ms. Xin Lian, Master Chu Chen."

The master's servant said respectfully, stepped forward to take off the heavy coats for the two men, straightened their collars, bowed and left.

Jiang Chuchen glanced around and looked at Jiang Xinlian inconspicuously, his heart sinking slightly.

In the past, Jiang Xinlian was not in good health, at most her face was pale and her blood color was dull, but now...

Her lips were purple and her eye sockets were slightly sunken. Even with light makeup, she couldn't hide her sickly look.

He couldn't tell whether this was intentional or out of helplessness. While he was thinking, he saw that Jiang Xinlian's feet were unstable. She staggered for a moment and barely held on to the wall.

"you?"

"Miss?"

"fine."

Jiang Xinlian refused the servant's help, and her eyes seemed to pass over him unintentionally. After just a moment of eye contact, she walked into the living room as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Chuchen sneered in his heart, thinking she was pretending, and followed her in.

In the living room, the head of the family leaned on the mahogany sofa with half-closed eyes, holding a dragon-headed cane in front of him. The bodyguards behind him looked at the two of them expressionlessly, with majesty and fear coming towards them.

Jiang Xinlian touched the tip of her nose and smelled a rotten smell.

Hearing the two people's voices, the head of the family slowly opened his eyes and revealed a kind smile: "Come, sit down."

Jiang Xinlian and Jiang Chuchen sat down opposite each other as he said, and let the old man's gaze scan them in silence.

After a stagnant silence, the head of the family laughed and said, "How old are you two now?"

"I'll be 22 in a few months."

"20"

“22, 20,” the old man sighed, his eyes cloudy, “you have grown up so much, but in my memory, you were all just children.”

With a look of nostalgia on his face, he stretched out his hand to the height of his knees: "It was this high when I first met Xin Lian. Let me think, at that time, you were...?"

Before he could recall, Jiang Xinlian smiled and said, "After so many years, the head of the family may have forgotten, but Xinlian remembers it clearly.

The headmaster thought I had stolen his things and made me kneel in front of the gate. That was when the headmaster saw me for the first time.

"Oh, yes," the owner of the family suddenly realized, "I cried like a little mouse that was caught."

Jiang Xinlian smiled lightly and did not correct him. She just said, "The master is old and has forgotten it."

How could he remember it so confusedly? The only things that are difficult for humans to overcome are shame and pain, and children's hearts are even more fragile. The head teacher took advantage of this to punish the children physically and mentally.

While other people of her age lowered their heads and cried silently to avoid the sidelong glances from the people passing by, Jiang Xinlian leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, sleeping peacefully in the warm sunshine.

He has no shame, does not blame himself, and quietly observes his surroundings. If such a person is smarter, he will definitely be the leader of the new generation of the Jiang family in the future, and the biggest threat to these old people.

People like this, people like this, it would be better for everyone if they died sooner. If we are going to kill them, we have to do it sooner rather than later.

Fortunately, everything went as he had arranged. Jiang Xinlian was seriously injured and would not live more than a few years.

Seeing her sickly appearance now, the depression in my heart eased a little.

Originally he wanted to use the past events to suppress and humiliate her, but Jiang Xinlian herself did not take it seriously at all. The head of the family could not control her, his smile faded slightly, and he turned to look at Jiang Chuchen beside him.

"Xiao Chen, are you still clinging to your sister like you were when you were little?"

Jiang Chuchen pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's been a long time since we last contacted each other. After all, we have all grown up."

"Oh?" The patriarch said with regret, "What a pity. I thought you two would always be as close as you were when you were little."

Then who is responsible for their current unfamiliarity? !

He rubbed his fingers patiently and smiled indifferently: "People will change."

He made too many small movements, and Jiang Xinlian glanced at him lightly.

As expected, a trace of satisfaction flashed across the eyes of the patriarch, and he shook his head: "You are still young and don't know how to cherish. When you reach my age, you will know what a pity it is."

He leaned back in his chair comfortably, chatting with them idly, as if he had come to them today just to show concern for their current situation.

Jiang Chuchen was annoyed but didn't show it on his face. However, Jiang Xinlian, who was usually calm, showed obvious discomfort.

She pursed her lips tightly and began to rub her temples frequently. Her fingers hanging at her sides were clenched into a ball, and her face seemed even more miserable and uglier than when she came.

"Jiang Xinlian, what's wrong with you?"

The head of the family also stopped talking and looked at her leisurely: "What's wrong, Xin Lian?"

"I......"

Jiang Xinlian gasped rapidly, as if she could no longer bear the pain and nausea coming from her brain, and stood up suddenly.

"you!"

Her movements were sudden, and her eyes were filled with deep hatred and a madness of dying together. The head of the family was shocked, his face changed instantly, and he immediately made a gesture with his hand.

But Jiang Xinlian was just a spent force. She swayed and fell on the coffee table in front of her, then fell into a coma with her eyes closed.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her. Jiang Chuchen brushed his hair to hide the invisible camera in his hair and glanced at the fainted Jiang Xinlian.

Tsk, what a great actor.

*

Jiang Xinlian was admitted to the hospital again.

According to insiders, this time the illness was particularly serious and he fainted in front of the owner of the house, which scared the old man to death.

[I don't understand. With Jiang Xinlian in the Jiang family, it's not long before they can advance to the next level. If other families had such an outstanding descendant, they would definitely train him/her carefully, fearing that something might happen.]

Only the old man, the head of the family, did his best to harm these young people.

001 said as he looked at his master's face and suddenly reminded him: [The water is overflowing]

"..."

Ji Jiuxu came back to his senses and found that the flowerpot was indeed full of water, overflowing from the edge.

[Master, you should know clearly that there is no chance for the two of you]

001 sighed: [If you cured her body, she wouldn't have to die, and you would be the one to die.]

If the villain's brilliance is too great, it will overshadow the protagonist. If Jiang Xinlian hadn't died, the heroine would never have had a chance to come to the fore. The heroine would have to rely on taking over her assets to develop her career in the future.

If Jiang Xinlian didn't die, the heroine wouldn't have a chance to appear, and Ji Jiuxu was the culprit who destroyed the plot. Apart from other things, the most important thing is:

[You are OOC! Your character is ruined! ]

It doesn’t matter if the plot collapses, but the characters will be wiped out!

Even if Ji Jiuxu's ability prevented him from being killed completely, but...

[You can't come back after you leave here. What's the point of you being in two different worlds? ]

Ji Jiuxu wiped the water stains on the windowsill, seemingly oblivious to its chattering.

After a long while, the man's voice was as cold and calm as usual:

"I am certain."