The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

The beauty was about to leave, and the two men, who had been awakened, immediately went forward.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Shang Molin. Haven't we met somewhere before?" Shang Molin, who had been silent until now, spoke first.

As soon as he saw her, he knew she was the one he had met at the hot pot restaurant last time. He was surprised to see how much she had changed in just a few days.

That smile from that day haunted him; he couldn't stop thinking about it after he got back. It was the first time he'd ever felt so deeply attached to someone.

He wandered around all day, hoping to see her again, but he never managed to run into her.

Who knew I'd run into her here today? She's become even more unforgettable now.

"Hmph, is that what you always say when you see a pretty girl?"

Huang Mingyue disliked him from the start. They had already registered their marriage, but he didn't even recognize her anymore. Some people regret it now.

Can we add each other on Fetion?

Shang Molin took out his phone. At that moment, he only had eyes for Huang Xian'er and didn't spare a single glance for Huang Mingyue.

"I heard you've already gotten a marriage certificate. Isn't that a bad idea?"

Huang Minghao then stood up from his seat and said deliberately.

"Xiao Lin, you're not being fair. When did you get your marriage certificate with someone? You even kept it from me?"

Zhang Han's eyes widened in surprise.

"Who said that? I'm single!"

Shang Molin was furious. He hated the Huang family, and they made him look bad in front of beautiful women.

"Hey beautiful, it's okay. He's already married to someone else, but I'm not. Can we be friends?"

Zhang Han walked up to Huang Xian'er and opened the friend request page.

Whether you're single or not is none of my business, and I don't want to know anything about you!

After saying that, Huang Xian'er took the lead and left, followed closely by Huang Minghao. Huang Mingyue snorted and followed after her.

"I'll go back and have someone check her information. I refuse to believe I can't find it!"

Zhang Han watched the beauty walk away with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Zhang Han, are you sure you want to compete with me?" Shang Molin looked at him seriously.

"Aren't you already married?" Zhang Han asked without flinching.

“This wasn’t because my father forced me to go to repay a debt of gratitude to the Huang family. I don’t even remember what she looks like. It was just a marriage of convenience.”

He didn't seem to care at all.

"I'm not going to back down anyway," the two said, and the meeting ended on bad terms.

Shang Molin, knowing the divorce was imminent, took out his phone and dialed Old Master Shang's number:

"Grandpa, this marriage of convenience with the Huang family is over. I want a divorce, the sooner the better. I've already met someone I love."

Grandpa Shang originally wanted to scold his grandson, but when he heard that he had someone he liked, he was overjoyed.

If we could get him to settle down and stop appearing on the front pages of W City's major newspapers, that would be even better.

Grandpa Shang took out his phone and quickly contacted Grandpa Huang to discuss the divorce.

When Grandpa Huang received the call, he was furious and jumped up and down.

They treated my granddaughter so badly before, and I haven't even mentioned divorce yet, but they beat me to it. I'll just quietly watch them regret it.

After leaving the mall, Huang Xian'er and the other two returned to the old house. She originally intended to go back to her previous residence.

After much pleading and coaxing from Huang Minghao and Huang Mingyue, who insisted on preventing her from returning to that tiny place, she had no choice but to go back to the old house.

The Huang family was overjoyed to see Huang Xian'er return.

The clothes and jewelry in the room were already arranged by the servants when they were delivered. It was deliberately sent to the old house, mainly because they wanted her to live there in the future.

Bao Meiru led Huang Xian'er to the room, where the first thing that caught their eye was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Sunlight filtered through the delicate sheer curtains, illuminating the warm, wooden floor.

In the middle of the room, against the wall, stood a palace-style bed, its champagne-colored bedding neatly arranged.

The fabric of the curtains and the pattern of the carpet complement the bed, and the decorations on the table are all carefully selected.

Although not expensive, it perfectly complemented the space.

The walk-in closets were filled with the clothes and jewelry she had bought that day.

As they were talking, Bao Meiru took out a property deed and a jewelry box and gave them to Huang Xian'er.

"Xian'er, this is a house and jewelry that your mother is giving you. I neglected you before, but don't worry, I won't do it again."

Bao Meiru looked uneasy.

"No need, I'm all alone, and I don't need that much stuff," she declined.

"Are you still angry with me? Don't you want to forgive me?" Bao Meiru was on the verge of tears.

"Fine, fine, I'll take it, okay?" Huang Xian'er had never seen anything like this before.

"That's more like it; girls should have more assets."

Bao Meiru smiled, took her hand, and instantly stopped crying. This was practically Oscar Benka.

Huang Xian'er lay on the soft bed at night.

"Xian'er, how are you so amazing? I just went to a meeting at headquarters and the mission is already 50% complete?" Xiao Ba suddenly exclaimed.

"Ha, you've finally shown up. I thought you'd disappeared. I called you several times but you didn't respond," she said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Xian'er, I was wrong. I will definitely tell you where I go in the future," Xiao Ba said in his rabbit form, acting coquettishly.

"Okay, make sure there doesn't happen again,"

Soon after, Old Master Shang, Shang Hongjun, arrived with gifts.

He only brought a secretary with him, and Shang Molin was nowhere to be seen, which shows how casually the businessmen took the matter.

"Old Huang, we've known each other for many years. This time it was my good-for-nothing grandson's fault,"

Shang Hongjun looked helpless; he had absolutely no way to deal with his grandson.

He had visited the Huang family several times and met Huang Xian'er. He felt that although Huang Xian'er was not an exceptionally beautiful woman...

But she has a good temperament and is the kind of person who is suitable for home and family.

"Brother Shang, it's my granddaughter who isn't blessed," Huang Rude's voice was full of regret, though he was secretly overjoyed.

Hmph, goodbye then, the next one will be even better.

"Old Huang, don't worry, although we won't become in-laws, the businesses' investment in the Huang family will not change,"

Shang Hongjun made a promise.

"Thanks, brother. But Shang Molin isn't here. What about the divorce certificate?"

Huang Rude asked deliberately, because he didn't want Shang Molin to see his precious granddaughter. What if he saw her and didn't want a divorce?

"Old Huang, I'll handle this. The two kids don't need to get involved."

Shang Hongjun picked up his phone, made a call, gave a few instructions, and then hung up.

"The divorce certificate will be delivered in 20 minutes. Let's wait a bit. I heard that your garden has a lot of rare plants. Why don't we go take a look?" Shang Hongjun invited.

The two finished strolling in the garden, and the divorce certificate was delivered.

Upon seeing the newly issued divorce certificate, Huang Rude could no longer suppress a smile. He carefully tucked the certificate away from his body.

He said to Shang Hongjun, "Then shall I ask Xian'er to come out and talk to you?" He then instructed the servant to invite Huang Xian'er.

"Grandpa, you were looking for me?" A pleasant voice came from inside.

Shang Hongjun looked up and saw...

A woman with a graceful figure, eyes like autumn water, lips red without lipstick, and skin as white as snow walked in. Was this really Huang Xian'er? Then who was the one before?

“Come on, Xian’er, say hello to Grandpa Shang,” Huang Rude waved to her.

"Hello, Grandpa Shang," Huang Xian'er greeted him and sat down obediently next to Huang Rude without saying much.

Shang Hongjun snapped out of his shock: "Xian'er, hello."

What treasure did my grandson miss out on?

Shang Hongjun wanted to see that brat regret his actions and feel helpless. Who told him to be so arrogant before? This was a kind of wicked pleasure for a grandfather.