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

The leader of the strategy team scratched her head awkwardly. She had also carried out this notoriously difficult task of staying in the area. She chose the client's cousin to warm her childhood as Jiang Xingye's aunt. She failed. She had too little time to see Jiang Xingye and never got into his heart. The ending was the same: after taking revenge, Jiang Xingye committed suicide by jumping off a building in the most resolute way he feared most.

"Since he doesn't want to be saved, wouldn't it be better to let him go?" Chu Lanyu calmly analyzed.

"His mother's obsession ran too deep."

Chu Lanyu still didn't want to take on the task. She felt that the client's request was abnormal. What did it mean that only love could save a family? Could love cure a person's mental illness? Then there was no need for the profession of psychologist.

"We're looking for you for two reasons: first, because you have a perfect track record of success, completing each task flawlessly in a different way; and second, because the target of our mission is this person."

A video appears.

Chu Lanyu's heart clenched. Mo Lin, that azure dragon, looked exactly the same.

Even though her emotions would be erased after each mission, the love Mo Lin gave her was too much to bear. It was more than just feelings; it left an imprint on her soul, dormant in her subconscious. She wouldn't think of him unless she saw him, but once she did, her emotions would surge.

Chu Lanyu took a deep breath. Mo Lin is Mo Lin. No matter how similar they are, they are not the same person. They are different. No one can cover up the memories about him.

"I won't answer." He turned and left.

"Wait, wait, this Jiang Xingye is the reincarnation of Mo Lin. In principle, they are one person, one soul. Fragments of his past life even flash in his dreams. When I first went on the mission, he was very young. Once he said that he often dreamed that he was a dragon, flying with someone, and he was very happy."

Chu Lanyu closed her eyes and looked back. The video was still playing. She raised her hand to cover his eyes. These eyes were unlike Mo Lin's; they were too desolate. Mo Lin's eyes were warm and bright.

"Okay, I'll take it." Chu Lanyu heard herself blurt out.

"Alright, triple the points."

Since the body of the client cannot be used, the body of someone who is about to die can only be chosen. There are two choices: a rich young lady with a heart condition who will die of heart failure in half a month, and a receptionist at the Jiang family company headquarters who is an orphan who has just graduated and will die in a car accident in three days.

The previous team members who were tasked with the mission did not choose the receptionist because she had no advantages; their social status was too different, and she had no powerful connections.

"It's her." Chu Lanyu insisted on choosing this person. Sometimes, having nothing is also a kind of armor.

The leader of the strategy team wanted to offer some advice, but when he thought about their undefeated record, he felt that he didn't need to.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already inside Ning Wei's body. Ning Wei, who had just graduated from university, had been working as a receptionist at the Jiang Group headquarters for half a month.

In the afternoon, Jiang Xingye, dressed in a casual suit, appeared in the lobby on the first floor. He glanced casually at the front desk, stopped, and after a few seconds, turned around and walked to the front desk, staring at Ning Wei for a few moments.

"Young Master Jiang," Ning Wei greeted her colleague.

Jiang Xingye holds a position as deputy director in the group's marketing department, but everyone in the company calls him "Little General Manager Jiang".

The current head of the Jiang family is Jiang Xingye's grandfather. He has been focusing on cultivating his eldest son, and all of his children in that branch of the family hold specific and powerful positions. Jiang Xingye's father is the second son, who is not very successful and manages a branch company. His legal wife's son and daughter also hold different positions with real power.

Jiang Xingye, though seemingly working at the head office, actually has no real power.

"You should have been working for a while now, right?" Jiang Xingye suddenly stopped for some reason.

"It's been half a month." Ning Wei's smile was perfect, her eyes fixed on his nose and below; she didn't want to look into his eyes.

Jiang Xingye felt something was off, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and left. Before the elevator doors closed, his eyes involuntarily looked towards the front desk.

He had seen the receptionist two weeks prior, but he didn't even know her name.

"Ning Wei," Jiang Xingye murmured softly, having just seen her name tag.

He followed his assistant, who seemed to be deep in thought. After entering the office, the assistant made a suggestion.

Jiang Xingye's first reaction was to refuse, but when he thought of those eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak and tacitly agreed to his assistant's suggestion.

That evening, Ning Wei appeared at Jiang Xingye's apartment, and her assistant dropped her off and left.

"Hmm, very good. Another new identity unlocked: the sugar daddy/sugar baby of a third-generation rich kid."

Jiang Xingye had already obtained her basic information: a baby girl who was abandoned in an orphanage since childhood, raised by the state, a graduate of an ordinary university, of average appearance and figure, with a lackluster life. He didn't understand why he suddenly became interested in her, even though it wasn't the first time he had seen her. For the past two weeks, he had come to the company every day.

"Ning Wei, do you know anything about metaphysics?"

"Huh?" Ning Wei was taken aback by the question. What did this have to do with anything?

After asking the question, Jiang Xingye also felt it was too absurd. He thought it might be because his body had developed too well and was protesting against him for not treating it well. He was twenty-four years old and had never been with a woman.

Previously, Jiang Xingye felt that nothing was interesting. The men and women who came near him made him feel disgusted and nauseous. They all had sticky eyes and smelled like they wanted to sneeze.

"Go take a shower, don't make yourself smell bad."

Ning Wei: "..."

Okay, the original owner was just wearing makeup as required for work, but her cosmetics were just so-so, and the scent was a bit mixed. She was intercepted by her assistant as soon as she got off work and brought here.

"I'm hungry, can I eat first?"

"I'll have someone bring the food over," Jiang Xingye nodded.

"Where is the bathroom?"

"There's a bathroom in the guest room over there."

Ning Wei nodded, went to the guest room, and came out again half a minute later: "There's nothing inside."

Jiang Xingye remembered that although he had decorated the guest rooms, he never let anyone stay overnight, and there was indeed nothing in the bathroom of the guest room.

He went to his usual bathroom, took a set of toiletries and his bathrobe, and handed them to her.

When Ning Wei came out after taking a shower, the food was already laid out on the dining table. Her stomach rumbled in response, and she casually put the towel she was using to dry her hair aside and sat down opposite Jiang Xingye without any hesitation.

"I'm so hungry." Her tone unconsciously carried a hint of coquettishness.

Jiang Xingye didn't say anything, watching her sit opposite him in an oversized bathrobe and start eating. She ate with great relish, and even he, who never had a very good appetite, unconsciously ate half a bowl more rice.