The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

"Now that you've seen it, you can leave, right? We welcome you!" Ouyang Yu slammed the door shut in front of her, leaving Liu Ruqing outside, furious.

Ouyang Yu sat back down at the table, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Xian'er, my relationship with her is in the past, I..."

“Ouyang Yu, you don’t need to explain, it’s nothing.” Luo Xian’er interrupted him; these loves and hates had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that Luo Xian'er didn't seem angry, Ouyang Yu felt a little disappointed. He didn't understand why he felt disappointed.

"Ouyang Yu, aren't you angry that she said that to you?" Luo Xian'er felt that if it were her, she wouldn't be so good-tempered.

Ouyang Yu smiled faintly: "Her words really don't mean anything, and they can't hurt me!"

His company is now in dire straits, with the board of directors and the court pressing him hard. He has experienced the coldness of human nature these days, so these few words are really nothing to him.

Luo Xian'er felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so she quickly changed the subject: "Then we'll go to the hospital to pick up Mom and Dad, and then take them back to the community."

"can!"

When the two arrived at the hospital, the elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Ouyang, had already packed their luggage. After the doctor's routine rounds, he gave them a prescription.

When settling the bill, there were still tens of thousands of yuan left over from the previous medical expenses. Luo Xian'er asked that the money be refunded to her mother-in-law's card.

When the elderly couple arrived at the community, they were full of praise for the house, saying that she was reliable and that the house she found was clean and quiet.

They even suggested that Luo Xian'er and her husband move in with them, but Luo Xian'er refused, saying it was a joke; there were only two rooms, and if they moved in, they would have to share a room.

They are not familiar with each other.

That evening, Ouyang Yu cooked a table full of dishes, prompting Luo Xian'er to exclaim, "I never knew that a dignified CEO could cook!"

Ouyang Yu didn't stop what he was doing, and smiled faintly: "Cooking is something I enjoy. I didn't have time to do it because I was busy with work later. Now that I'm not working, I have more time. I can cook whatever I want!"

Luo Xian'er then realized that she might have said something wrong: "I'm sorry, Ouyang Yu, I..."

"It's alright, come and try it. How's my ribs?" Ouyang Yu used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of rib and put it in her bowl, interrupting what she was about to say.

Zi Qingqing and Ouyang Mobai exchanged a glance and smiled slightly. This was the first time they had seen their son cook for other people. Did this mean that Luo Xian'er was different in his heart?

After the meal, Luo Xian'er offered to wash the dishes, but Ouyang Yu stopped her, telling her to chat with her parents while he washed the dishes.

Luo Xian'er was still a little hesitant, but Zi Qingqing had already pulled her to sit down on the sofa: "In our Ouyang family, the men do the housework, so let him keep busy."

When they came out of the residential area, the moon was already high in the sky, and the surrounding streetlights emitted a dim yellow light. Ouyang Yu's profile looked even more handsome in the halo of light, which made Luo Xian'er secretly look at him several times.

Ouyang Yu could feel Luo Xian'er's gaze. He pretended to be calm on the surface, but in reality, he clenched his fist and silently adjusted the angle to present a better posture.

One of them was peeking, while the other was pretending. A journey that should have taken 10 minutes turned into a 20-minute walk for the two of them.

Back at their rented apartment, the two said goodnight to each other, went to their room, closed the door, and Luo Xian'er let out a sigh of relief.

It was so awkward; we ended up coming back with a completely awkward conversation.

Ouyang Yu thought the night was wonderful. If only… well, he still needed to figure out how to handle things at the company. He wondered how President Wang was doing with things…

Luo Xian'er took out her phone and asked Chen Lin how the debt collection was going.

Chen Lin replied quickly, saying that the materials were almost ready and it would be done in the next few days, and that she should be careful that the couple didn't come to bother her directly.

The two scoundrels have been calling and messaging her repeatedly from different numbers these past few days, but she's rejected them all. Why are they in such a hurry? Even though the car and house were registered in their names, the loan payments were all made by Luo Xian'er.

The two of them love to show off and do things extravagantly. Without Luo Xian'er's support, they'd definitely be living beyond their means.

Let them enjoy themselves for a few more days; who knows what will happen after that?

Luo Xian'er, thinking about the fate of the adulterous couple, happily scrolled through short dramas and videos.

After scrolling for a while, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, so I checked the local website to see if there was anything new or interesting.

As she was looking through the messages, a plea for medicine caught her attention.

The sign reads, "Seeking to purchase century-old ginseng at a high price. Interested parties please contact: 137********".

Doesn't this feel a bit like a scam?

"Xiao Ba, can you help me check if this advertisement is a scam?"

"Xian'er, I'll go check it out!"

Ouyang Yu's company doesn't seem to be doing much better. Luo Xian'er saw the advertisement asking for ginseng.

Then I remembered the huge pile of ginseng that looked like radishes in the Spirit Spring space.

Let's see what it's worth. This little world is set in a parallel world of China, and it was created in the past few years due to deforestation and overexploitation for development.

Wild ginseng, especially those over a hundred years old, is relatively rare and therefore more valuable. Cultivated ginseng, having not undergone natural selection, tends to have weaker medicinal effects.

"Xian'er, I checked, this advertisement for ginseng is real. It seems that someone in the family is sick and needs a hundred-year-old ginseng."

"Okay, Xiao Ba, I understand, thank you!"

Confirming its authenticity, Luo Xian'er dialed the number. When the call connected, the person on the other end spoke in a completely flat voice.

Just ask directly if you have ginseng to sell. Add me as a friend first, send me a picture of the ginseng, and if they think it's suitable, they will contact me.

Judging from the process, Luo Xian'er probably made the call, which cost at least several hundred, if not tens of thousands.

She added the other person as instructed, and they accepted her request quickly.

Then she returned to the space of the Spirit Spring Ring, casually plucked a ginseng root, as thick as a forearm, with intact roots.

Luo Xian'er found a good angle and took several photos. Then she just waited.

During this time, Miyagi also sent her a message, saying that the gem she gave him last time had helped him a lot, and that he would treat her to dinner if he had the chance.

Luo Xian'er rejected the suggestion. The two of them had already settled their accounts, so there was no need for them to meet again.

However, Luo Xian'er had a good impression of Gong Chengming. If she wanted to sell other gems in the future, she would definitely contact him first.

The ginseng picture sent by Luo Xian'er has been displayed on the large screen in the meeting room. Several people who look imposing and seem to be leaders are sitting in this meeting room.

One of the middle-aged men, who had a mole on his eyebrow, was the first to speak up: "Everyone, tell me, is this picture of the ginseng seller real or fake?"

Another elderly man with a scar on his face chimed in: "I feel like this ginseng looks a bit like a big radish. Look, there's still soil on those roots. Where did this wild ginseng that just came out of the ground come from?"