Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder She Wants to Be a Vicious Female Supporting Role

After reading the original body's wish, Lan Xin looked at Tuanzi with some doubt, "The Marquis' Mansion treated the original body like this, and the original body doesn't want to retaliate against them?"

Tuanzi shook his head. "No, the original body should have known the situation of the Marquis' Mansion. Without the original body's unremitting efforts, the Marquis' Mansion might not have been in a good state in the end. So the wish was not wasted, right?"

Lan Xin nodded when she heard this, "Okay, I understand."

After Lan Xin received the plot, she went to the mourning hall. Doesn’t Mu Ziyi like to fake his death?

She let him experience the pain of fake death. Even though he had that damn protagonist luck, she, Lan Xin, couldn't kill him in one go.

However, Lan Xin could still make him suffer.

"Madam, the old lady asked you to kneel in the mourning hall."

Lan Xin had just finished understanding the original body's plot when a maid came over.

"Well, let's go."

Lan Xin did not make things difficult for the maid who came to find her according to her orders. She turned around and walked towards the mourning hall.

There was no need to think about it, it must be that old witch Madam Hou who was causing trouble and wanted to torture her.

However, now she is Lan Xin, not the original bun.

If the old witch Madam Hou can get the upper hand over Lan Xin, then Lan Xin will lose.

really......

"Bitch, you're the jinx who killed my son. Why don't you just kneel down in the mourning hall and go somewhere else to slack off?"

Before Lan Xin entered the mourning hall, Madam Hou's resentful voice was heard.

Lan Xin lowered her head, and when she raised it again, her eyes were red, and she looked heartbroken. "Mother-in-law, I'm just too sad to control myself. I'm going to go out and relax."

After saying that, Lan Xin didn't wait for the old lady to react and rushed directly to the coffin.

She slapped Mu Ziyi who was lying in the coffin, crying loudly as she slapped him, "Husband, why did you die like this? How am I going to live alone in the future?"

In a short while, Mu Ziyi's handsome face was slapped into a big pig's head by Lan Xin.

However, I don’t know whether Mu Ziyi had taken sleeping pills in advance or he was just very patient, but he refused to open his eyes even after being slapped so hard by Lan Xin.

Lan Xin cried so hard that it shook the heavens and earth, moved all the people who came to pay their respects.

In the previous life, the original body was afraid that Madam Hou would be overworked, so she endured the grief and handled Mu Ziyi's funeral. Madam Hou also accused her of being cold-blooded, and she was able to handle the funeral calmly even after her husband died.

This time, Lan Xin wasn't going to worry about it. She'd rather the old lady, that old witch, died of exhaustion...

Madam Hou, who had reacted, chased after Lan Xin. Seeing that Lan Xin was still slapping her son, she pulled Lan Xin back and said, "Alright, now that you've seen it all and beaten him, let Yi'er rest in peace."

Lan Xin pushed away Madam Hou who was trying to pull her, then pretended to be sad and reluctant and threw herself on Mu Ziyi who was pretending to be dead, and punched him in the chest.

Lan Xin secretly gathered her strength. Although she couldn't kill him with the beating, she would definitely cause him internal injuries, which would take at least ten days to half a month to recover.

Even so, Lan Xin still felt that this scum got a bargain.

Lan Xin beat him while crying, "Husband, open your eyes and look at me. I am Xinxin. You said you would grow old with me. How could you leave first?"

Old Madam Hou behind her looked at Lan Xin lying on the coffin in a frenzy, and was a little worried that she would hurt her son. Seeing that she could not pull the child out, she asked two servants to come up and pull Lan Xin out.

Lan Xin felt that it was about the same. When the two maids came to pull her away, she fainted and could not be woken up no matter what.