Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"The medicine can be applied by noon today." After saying that, Lian Yanyan instructed Lian Sanzhu: "Uncle, remember, my face was slapped by my mother. No matter who asks, it's my mother who slapped me. Also, if anyone asks anything else, just say that your family doesn't allow you to say anything. Don't say a single word."

She was worried that her uncle wasn't very bright and that someone might trick him into saying something, so she decided not to say anything from the beginning.

"Oh, oh." Lian Sanzhu didn't quite understand why this was necessary, but since he was little, his parents had told him that he wasn't very bright and that he had to listen to his parents and older brothers. Now he had to listen to Yanzi.

After breakfast, Lian Yanyan walked to the factory with her face red and swollen. During work hours, a pretty young girl with such a swollen face would make people want to ask what happened. The people living in the family compound in the bungalow area basically knew about yesterday's events, and with their own speculations, the news spread.

The most widely circulated version is that Wu Qingya brought her ex-husband's family to the Lian family's door, trying to drive them all out. When her own daughter argued back, she ordered her people to beat her up, which is utterly inhuman.

At the factory gate, Mo Yan, who was on duty, immediately spotted the girl with a swollen face. He stood at the gate and had already overheard the general facts from the whispers of the employees, but he did not expect her to be beaten so badly.

Grandpa Xie was also shocked. He came out of the mailroom and exclaimed, "Yanzi? Is it that serious? How could you do this?"

People heading to work unconsciously slowed down their pace.

Lian Yanyan lowered her head and whispered, "It's alright, sir, it doesn't hurt anymore."

After saying that, he hurried into the factory, and the murmurs behind him immediately grew louder.

In the archives, Qiu Jing gritted her teeth in anguish: "Why didn't you send someone to find me yesterday? I would have slapped her! What kind of person is she? Trying to take over the place by bringing outsiders along?"

"Auntie, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"You silly child, how can it not hurt when it's all swollen like this? Are you stupid? Why didn't you dodge when she hit you?"

"My grandparents are old and couldn't hold her back. My uncle helped me block her, but she tried to pull on her collar. I was afraid she would hurt my uncle, so I didn't dodge."

The other two people in the office were married women, and Qiu Jing's husband had even almost been taken advantage of before, so he immediately understood Wu Qingya's trick.

"How could she be so despicable?" Section Chief Li remarked in a literary tone.

Qiu Jing had already started cursing: "She's that kind of slut, she can't live without a man's cunt."

Section Chief Li tugged at her sleeve and pointed to Lian Yanyan, who was looking down. After all, she was her own daughter. No matter how much her mother went too far, she would feel uncomfortable if someone scolded her to her face.

Qiu Jing swallowed the curse that was about to escape her lips: "Yanzi, why didn't you ask for leave if it was that serious?"

"It's okay. It wouldn't be good for me to take leave as soon as I start work. Besides, I'm not dizzy anymore, and the pain isn't that bad. It just doesn't look very good, but it won't interfere with my work."

"Your aunt will go to the clinic to get you some ointment to reduce the swelling in a bit."

"Auntie, I'll go get it myself. Just tell me where the infirmary is."

Section Chief Li said, "The clinic is located in a somewhat hidden spot, behind the materials warehouse. So, Xiao Qiu, there's nothing urgent this morning, why don't you go with her so she can find it?"

"Okay, thank you, section chief."

On their way to the clinic with Lian Yanyan, Qiu Jing encountered Mo Yan, who was on patrol.

"Is something the matter?"

Qiu Jing only recognized Mo Yan's face; they had never spoken before. However, since he was wearing a security guard uniform, asking him questions was within his job scope.

"Comrades from the security department, I'll take this young colleague to the clinic to get some ointment to reduce the swelling."

Lian Yanyan forced a smile, which pulled at the swelling on her face. She took a deep breath and whispered, "Auntie, he's Mo Yan from the security department. My dad knew him when he was alive."

Mo Yan did not refute. In fact, he was not very familiar with Lian Gong, but there were not many senior workers in the factory, and everyone was familiar with each other. Lian Gong was also willing to greet the security department when passing by the gate.

"Go get the medicine quickly, or you'll have a scar."

"Okay." Qiu Jing led Lian Yanyan past him to the clinic.

Mo Yan took a few steps and inexplicably looked back. At that moment, Lian Yanyan also turned to look at him. When their eyes met, the girl did not look away. Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and she smiled slightly. The next second, her face turned pale. She reflexively raised her hand to cover her face, stopped smiling, and turned to follow Qiu Jing away.

On the contrary, Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat from that smile and the act of covering his face. He stood there for a few seconds before continuing his inspection work.

When it was time to leave work in the evening, the logistics department had some things to do and would be leaving a little later. Lian Yanyan, with her face covered in greenish-blue ointment, stood outside the logistics department's warehouse waiting for her uncle.

Some acquaintances passing by asked, "Yanzi, why aren't you leaving after get off work?"

"I don't dare go home by myself, I'm waiting for my uncle to go together."

As for why she dared not walk this short distance, she did not elaborate, leaving everyone to speculate.

Wu Qingya was not someone who gave up easily. She first appeared at the factory gate after get off work and waited there. As soon as Lian Yanyan and her uncle appeared at the gate, she blocked their way.

Lian Sanzhu nervously hid his niece behind his back, saying, "You, you mustn't hit Yanzi."

Lian Yanyan obediently hid behind her uncle, without saying a word.

"Lian Yanyan, do you still acknowledge me as your mother? If you do, come here. I have a few words to say to you."

Only a fool would go there!

Lian Yanyan controlled her body and made herself tremble slightly, which to outsiders would appear as trembling with fear.

This daughter has been afraid of her since she was little, and Wu Qingya is used to manipulating her own daughter: "What kind of behavior is it to hide behind others? It's one thing to be ugly, but can't you even stand up straight? Can you stop acting like a quail and come out?"

Even Yan Yan remained silent and motionless. These were the derogatory words the original owner had heard since childhood when her father was away: that she was ugly, as rustic as a country bumpkin, and couldn't even do something as simple as studying well, which meant she was stupid. She was ugly, stupid, and rustic, not at all like her biological mother, and that it would be difficult for her to marry into a decent family in this lifetime.

Actually, she is not ugly at all. Her features are like Wu Qingya's, very beautiful, but her face shape is like Lian Dazhu's, a round face. Together, they give her a very typical and dignified appearance.

When Lian Dazhu discovered that his daughter was timid and cowardly, he simply thought that Wu Qingya didn't know how to raise children, so he tried to keep his daughter by his side as much as possible. However, he was busy with work, and most of the time, the original owner was still under Wu Qingya's verbal abuse. She also accepted that she was terrible and was even more afraid of her parents arguing. She kept it a secret from both of them. She never told her mother what her father taught her, and similarly, she never told her father a word about her mother's teasing and mockery.

Wu Qingya got more and more carried away as she spoke: "You're just a country bumpkin. Without your mother's help, you might never get married in this lifetime. Let me tell you, if you don't come over now, I might not need you in the future."