Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Since the confrontation in the conference room, Jiang Wanyan has become more active in moving back and forth between the various families, trying to win over and establish her own power.

She was completely at odds with Jiang Xinlian.

From autumn to early winter, and from early winter to late winter, the two fought constantly but could not reach a stalemate.

As she expected, the top management chose to support her and directed the criticism at Jiang Xinlian.

But Jiang Xinlian has always relied on herself to become the head of the family. To her, no matter who these senior executives support, they are just jumping clowns.

Jiang Wanyan also realized that these minor fights could not shake Jiang Xinlian's position, and began to become more and more anxious.

During this period of time, she spent a lot of points, exchanged a lot of props, and tried countless methods and conspiracies, but they were all easily resolved by Jiang Xinlian.

She even used it against her and turned around to suppress her severely. In this tug of war, half of the forces that Jiang Wanyan had spent so many points to win over fell into Jiang Xinlian's hands!

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Everything that could be smashed in the room was smashed to pieces. Jiang Wanyan fell to the ground, still furious and with bloodshot eyes.

"Why on earth is this happening? Why? I am obviously the heroine. I am the heroine!"

She muttered to herself, somewhat dazed.

[Host, calm down]

"Calm down, you want me to calm down?"

Jiang Wanyan sneered, "She made me lose all my face and all the points I spent went down the drain. She made me a joke. How can you expect me to stay calm?"

Why is she still alive? Why can't she just die early in line with her character?

All of this is 001's fault, all of Ji Jiuxu's fault!

"I spent so many points. If the mission fails, all my points will be wasted!"

Such sunk costs are too high and she can't afford it!

She couldn't retreat and leave, so Jiang Xinlian had to die.

Since she can't deal with Jiang Xinlian herself now, she will start with the people around her and reduce her power bit by bit.

Having made up her mind, Jiang Wanyan stood up from the ground and said coldly, "002, exchange the props for me."

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It was a festival that connected winter and spring. Even though the Jiang family had been in turmoil recently due to internal strife, the banquet was still held as usual.

Because of the restlessness of the senior executives, Jiang Xinlian took action to deal with the most annoying ones, and the deterrent effect was very good. The remaining senior executives were like mice seeing a cat when they saw her, and they were timid and dared not make trouble again.

This way, my ears will be much quieter.

Jiang Chuchen and Jiang Xinlian stood together, feeling the gazes from the higher-ups, and sneered:

"What an eyesore."

Although they really want these old guys to disappear quickly, the younger generation of the Jiang family has been severely tortured by Jiang Wei and has not yet grown up and cannot handle the responsibilities, so they can only be kept for the time being.

The two were talking in the corner when Jiang Wanyan, wearing a light pink dress, walked towards them with a glass of wine.

Seeing that there was only an assistant following Jiang Xinlian and no sign of Jiang Chuyu, a smile of triumph flashed across his eyes.

"Ms. Jiang Wanyan."

The assistant blocked her way, preventing her from getting closer.

"So nervous?"

Jiang Wanyan shook her wine glass and smiled happily: "Master, it's been a while since we sat down and had a good chat, right?"

But the relationship between the two is like fire and water, and I really don’t know what to say.

The assistant immediately wanted to ask her to get out of the way. Seeing her confident look, Jiang Xinlian raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Her calm and composed appearance at all times was exactly what Jiang Wanyan hated the most, which made her want to tear off her mask no matter what.

Now the opportunity is right in front of you.

She smiled and acted mysteriously:

"Don't worry, Master. You will know when the time comes."

"wait?"

Jiang Xinlian chuckled and said, "Just based on your unclear words?"

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands behind her back. The assistant understood the gesture and left the banquet hall when no one was paying attention.

The softly whispered words immediately angered Jiang Wanyan.

She couldn't help the anger boiling in her heart, and sneered:

"You are so eloquent, but I really hope you can still laugh later."

"I've heard these words over and over again so many times that I'm tired of hearing them."

"Ha ha ha ha"

Jiang Wanyan laughed in anger and said harshly, "Jiang Xinlian, do you think it's safe to let Jiang Chuyu stay in the villa?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chuchen was the first to change his expression. He looked at her unkindly and said sternly, "What do you mean!"

Some people panicked, and Jiang Wanyan felt much better. At this moment, she felt the long-lost sense of superiority again.

"What do you mean? Literally, of course."

Jiang Chuyu is not a smart or cunning person, and is incompatible with the entire Jiang family. In order to protect her, Jiang Xinlian kept her in the villa, which is the safest place with bodyguards on guard.

Whether it is Jiang Xinlian or Jiang Chuchen, they are confident that as long as they are in the villa, nothing will happen to her.

But looking at Jiang Wanyan's confident look, Jiang Xinlian suddenly thought of Tan Jingyu.

The hospital was heavily guarded that night, even though it was located on the sixth floor, but Tan Jingyu easily avoided the bodyguards' inspection.

He has secrets and is eccentric, and Jiang Wanyan is also eccentric, so it is possible that there is some connection between the two of them.

So now...

Jiang Xinlian's face changed slightly, and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

She didn't care about anything else at the moment and rushed out of the banquet hall, picking up her skirt.

"Jiang Xinlian!"

Jiang Chuchen shouted, and as he watched her running away, his heart suddenly sank. He threw away his wine glass and ran out after her.

The two ran away one after the other, while Jiang Wanyan stayed where she was and laughed out loud, looking extremely vicious:

"002, exchange another item for me."

……

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

Jiang Xinlian ran while holding up her skirt, thinking constantly in her mind.

Jiang Wanyan hated her the most, and had shown strong hatred and murderous intent towards her before. If possible, the first person she should kill should be herself, not Jiang Chuyu.

So why did he bypass himself and attack Jiang Chuyu instead? Isn't this a waste of opportunity and a warning to the enemy?

Maybe Jiang Wanyan couldn't kill her, so she had to settle for the next best thing and attack Jiang Chuyu.

Doesn't this mean that Jiang Wanyan's methods are ineffective against her, and she can resolve and defuse this killer move?

As long as we make it in time!

The familiar villa soon appeared in sight and Jiang Xinlian ran over quickly.

After receiving the signal, the assistant immediately rushed to the villa, but it was not an emergency after all. He walked quickly all the way here and just opened the door, the owner of the house suddenly appeared out of nowhere, pushed him open and ran in.

"Hey? Patriarch?!"

The assistant was confused. Before he could react to the situation, he saw Jiang Chuchen rushing over with an anxious look.

"Step aside!"

The assistant was startled by his expression and immediately leaned against the door to make way for him.

"what's the situation?"

Jiang Xinlian leaned against the cupboard, breathing heavily, and quickly looked around the villa.

The lights in the room were on, set to a warm yellow light. A blanket was placed on the sofa. The leaves of the lilies on the windowsill were still covered with water droplets, and the room was as warm as usual.

She looked towards the kitchen. Whenever she came back in the past, Jiang Chuyu would come out from here and smile at her gently:

Want something warm to eat?

But now, Jiang Chuyu was not in the kitchen.

When Jiang Xinlian was about to go upstairs to look for someone, she suddenly heard a faint moan coming from behind the sofa.

When she held her breath, the noise disappeared and the moans became more obvious and intermittent.

She walked around the sofa and saw the situation behind it.

The familiar bright red color shocked her nerves, and the burning temperature seemed to still stick to her hands, as if it had never cooled down.

Jiang Xinlian's pupils shrank slightly: "Sister Ayu..."