Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Jiang Wan asked the system in her heart: "What are the criteria for selecting your target? Are you competing to see who is more miserable?"

[No, some novels have reached their finale, with the hero and heroine living happily together. However, there are always some characters that readers find hard to accept. Readers pray that these characters can have a different life, which is why they become targets.

Moreover, readers have different demands for each character, otherwise how could there be so many divisions, such as strategy for female supporting roles, strategy for male supporting roles, transformation of scumbags, counterattack of white moonlight... there are simply too many. 】

[Does the host have any other questions? If not, I will go and do something else. ]

The system sighed, wishing that all the hosts it brought along could be as worry-free as Jiang Wan.

Thinking of this, the system quickly praised it, "Host usually does a good job. It is said that loving someone is like raising flowers. This is reflected vividly in you and the target. You should know that in the original story, Zhou Changning was just a shadow until his death. It was you who watered and nourished this flower with your companionship and care, allowing it to grow flesh and blood, and making his soul more substantial and rich. 】

"Well, since you have something to do, go do it first."

Jiang Wan's tone was very calm.

There was a dead silence all around.

She knew that Zou Xiping had harmed many people, but she never thought that her hands would be stained with so much blood.

The children and Zhou Shixiong's concubines from more than 20 years ago, and their original owners 20 years later, all died miserably...

Mrs. Zhou held Buddhist beads in her hands every day, donated incense money to temples of all sizes, sculpted a golden statue of the Buddha, and distributed porridge at the end of every year. She had a kind heart, but in private she used vicious means.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Changning noticed that the person next to him was in a bad mood and asked worriedly.

Jiang Wan sat up and said in a deep voice, "Nothing, I'm going out for a while, you don't have to follow me."

"But, you can follow me, why can't I follow..."

Jiang Wan interrupted him: "It's nothing, just rest here obediently."

"Oh." He lay down straight and agreed reluctantly.

His intuition told him that it would be best to be obedient at this time.

Zhou Changning gave up the idea of ​​following him secretly.

……

Jiang Wan arrived at another courtyard, which was equally desolate and dilapidated, without even a door. It was not much better than the previous Shaoningxuan, but there were real people living in this place.

Jiang Wan entered the yard, walked to the door of the main house, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

It was so quiet around that one could hear the chirping of insects and frogs, but there was no movement in the room.

Jiang Wan knew that they were both there.

The "crazy" mother and daughter live here.

She moved her fingers, the bolt inside the door fell to the ground, and the door opened.

The room was pitch black.

Jiang Wan raised her hand, and a ball of red flame was burning in her palm.

Jiang Wan lit the oil lamp on the table and walked into the inner room holding the oil lamp.

The two people on the bed were breathing steadily, as if they were soundly asleep.

Jiang Wan approached and stared at their malnourished faces. Their violently trembling eyelashes revealed their fear.

"Yunniang." Jiang Wan called out the woman's name.

Hearing a cold female voice, the person on the bed quietly opened his eyes. When he saw that the person coming was a slender girl, Yunniang's fear dissipated a lot, but she still pretended to be crazy.

She hugged her daughter tightly, buried her body in her daughter's shoulders, and cried and talked nonsense.

"I know you and your daughter are pretending to be crazy to save your lives." Jiang Wan looked at them calmly, not intending to beat around the bush with them, "Including the black birthmark on your daughter's face, was it painted with ink?"

"I am the new bride of the Zhou family. I was deceived into marrying into the Zhou family. On the wedding day, she wanted to kill me to prolong her son's life, but unfortunately she failed. These days, I have also heard a lot about some of the evil things that Zou Xiping did many years ago.

I came here today to ask you, do you want revenge? Do you want to leave this house that has trapped you for more than 20 years? If you want to pretend to be crazy and stupid for the rest of your life, just pretend that I have never been here. "

Yunniang didn't intend to respond, but her crying didn't stop.

The woman next to her stopped crying, raised her face, which had half a black mark on it, and stared at her with dark eyes: "How can we trust you?"

"Rou Rou!" Yunniang interrupted her anxiously.

Zhou Huairou held Yunniang's hand tightly.

She had long been fed up with being trapped in this house and being bullied and trampled upon. Her mother had endured countless humiliations in order to protect her.

If one day Zou Xiping's true face could be exposed and she could take her mother away from here, she would have no regrets even if she died.

Jiang Wan looked around and finally stopped at the two of them. "Do you think there is anything about you that is worth my taking? I came here just because I thought we are all poor people trapped here, and I want to help each other. I can't make any promises. After all, whether we can leave here or take revenge is something we need to do together."

Although she said something uncertain, Zhou Huairou believed the person in front of him for no reason.

If he didn't have any ability, how could he have survived Zou Xiping's hands?

Zhou Huairou ignored her mother's objection, got off the bed, and knelt down in front of Jiang Wan. She kowtowed solemnly in front of Jiang Wan: "As long as the young lady can lead us mother and daughter to escape this hell on earth, I, Zhou Huairou, will definitely work like a cow or a horse to repay the young lady in the future."

Jiang Wan leaned over, lifted her arms with both hands, and helped the skinny woman stand up. She raised her hand and gently stroked the black mark on the woman's face: "There is no need to do this. We try our best to get a new life so that we can live freely for the rest of our lives, not to work like slaves for others. You help me to help yourself, and similarly, I help you for my own benefit. None of us is more noble than the other."

When Jiang Wan returned, she saw the little ghost sitting on the stone steps at the door.

He stared at the gate, and when he saw Jiang Wan, he stood up suddenly and floated in front of her in an instant: "Why did you take so long?"

Jiang Wan chuckled: "How long will it take?"

He curled his lips and said nothing.

For him, it was a very long time.

Lying back on the bed, Jiang Wan raised her hand and hooked Zhou Changning's fingers, moving closer to him. "From now on, I won't call you Zhou Changning. I'll call you Ningning. It sounds... like a closer relationship."

Why does she talk like a spoiled child?

The boy moved his fingers and wanted to move his body inside, but he suppressed the urge to move. He first muttered something that sounded like he was calling the little girl, and then said she could call him whatever she wanted.

Zhou Changning rubbed his ears: "Then can I also call you Wanwan?"

"of course."

"Wan-Wan--." He deliberately lengthened the tone and lowered his voice.

It sounds like it gives people a very intimate feeling. When he thought of this, the corners of his lips curled up.

Ordinary people would probably find it creepy to hear this.

The sound seemed to come from the underworld.

Jiang Wan raised her hand to cover his mouth: "Be good, go to sleep, don't call me back."