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

No one can delay her schedule, not even herself, her sugar daddy.

For some reason, Jiang Xingye also felt a bit nervous, as if she were really doing something big.

Ning Wei carefully planned the provincial exam schedule, compressing her study time to the extreme. The original owner had never considered taking the civil service exam, so she had to relearn many things. Fortunately, the original owner had just graduated, and much of the knowledge was still in her mind, so she only needed to integrate and apply it.

"Need any help?" Jiang Xingye's tone was suggestive. Although he appeared to be a carefree third-generation rich kid, he still had a few cronies, so giving him a push wouldn't be difficult.

"No need." Ning Wei looked down at her book, thought for a moment and said, "You just need to make sure my grades don't drop out, I'll handle the rest myself."

Jiang Xingye didn't speak, just quietly looked at her. He had a study, but Ning Wei didn't move his study. Instead, she added a desk to the living room, where she studied.

Ning Wei had already immersed herself back in the ocean of knowledge, ignoring his gaze.

A few months later, Ning Wei entered the interview stage with the second-highest score in the written test, and then successfully entered the municipal government with the highest score in the interview.

Jiang Xingye was somewhat impressed. He hadn't done anything; he had simply informed a friend to ensure there was no behind-the-scenes manipulation. Everything else was her own genuine achievement.

After months of being on edge, Ning Wei immediately felt tired and went to bed early.

That night, Jiang Xingye suddenly woke up and felt that the person next to him had an abnormal body temperature.

"Weiwei, you have a fever."

"Hmm?" Ning Wei hummed softly, her senses dulled, her upper and lower eyelids stuck together, unable to open her eyes.

Jiang Xingye dressed her in her clothes, wrapped her in a coat, carried her to the car, and took her to the night emergency room.

As Ning Wei received an IV drip at the hospital, a thought flashed through her hazy mind: her sugar daddy was no good; he didn't even have a private doctor.

Jiang Xingye stayed by her side at the hospital for most of the night. The next morning, her fever subsided, and he drove her home.

Aunt Zhao had already arrived. Seeing them return, she greeted them, "Miss Ning, are you alright? Has your fever gone down?"

"The fever has subsided. Thank you, Aunt Zhao."

Ning Wei knew that since she came, the nanny's workload had increased significantly. Before, Jiang Xingye would not get up in the morning and would often go out to play at night, never eating at home, only having lunch. After she came, Jiang Xingye would still go out to play, but she stayed at home and needed to cook three meals a day, morning, noon and night.

Jiang Xingye's contract with Aunt Zhao was to clean the house once a day and provide three meals a day. Except for not living there, all other requirements were the same as those for a full-time nanny. Of course, the salary was also high.

"It's not hard work, this is my job." Aunt Zhao has high professional competence and is very clear about her position. She does not complain about being busy now because she was idle before.

Ningwei, whose fever had just subsided, didn't have a good appetite and only ate a small bowl of porridge before putting it down.

"Are you full?"

"Not much of an appetite?"

"Um."

"Then go back to sleep for a while."

"Okay." Ning Wei squeezed his fingers, then turned and went into the bedroom.

Jiang Xingye looked down at her fingers that had been pinched, and felt that the skin there still retained the coolness of her fingertips.

With his other hand, he unconsciously stirred the porridge. He didn't eat a bite for a long time until the porridge had become a little cold. Then he finished it in a few bites, ate two small steamed buns, put down his chopsticks, and went into the study.

Two days later, Ning Wei recovered, but it wasn't time for her to report for duty yet, so Jiang Xingye took her to a friend's gathering.

"Wow, Young Master Jiang, you've finally decided to bring out the person you've been hiding?" A young man looked Ning Wei up and down with a casual gaze, as if he were looking at a product in a shop window.

"This is Fu Ciyuan, Young Master Fu." Jiang Xingye changed to a lazy expression and introduced, "This is Ning Wei."

"Young Master Fu." Ning Wei nodded calmly in greeting.

A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Ciyuan's eyes. He beckoned a woman in a white dress over and said, "Yu Qiao, my woman. You two are of the same status, so you should have things in common."

The woman named Yu Qiao looked somewhat embarrassed, but forced a smile: "Hello."

Jiang Xingye felt inexplicably guilty. He glanced at the person next to him, moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing.

Ning smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Yu, I'm Ning Wei."

"Come sit over there, do you drink?"

"Sorry, I have a sensitive stomach and can't drink anything too strong."

"They have fruit tea, and it tastes pretty good."

Ning Wei followed Yu Qiao to another bar, where another woman was drinking. She looked listless and glanced at them, raising her glass as a greeting.

Yu Qiao explained in a low voice, "This is Xu Lingling. She's a very nice person; she's just in a bad mood today."

"Hmm." Ning Wei didn't take it seriously.

"It's true. She's the Qin family's granddaughter, different from us, but she never looks down on us."

Ning Wei did not refute. In the eyes of outsiders, she was just a kept woman with a low status. She should be grateful to be noticed by a rich young lady.

Unfortunately, she wasn't a sensitive or insecure woman. What others thought of her wasn't important; what mattered was how she saw herself.

"We're going to Europe in a few days, do you want to come?"

After a few casual words, Xu Lingling suddenly extended an invitation.

"Sorry, I'm starting work next week and won't be able to go out."

"What kind of work are you doing? I heard you're a receptionist at the Jiang Group. Ask Jiang Xingye to give you a day off."

"City Hall."

"Hmm? Incorrect intelligence?"

"No, it used to be, but I resigned and took the provincial exam, and I've already passed."

How much do public servants earn?

"The salary isn't high," Ning Wei said casually, taking a sip of fruit tea and swallowing. "But you still need to have a career, right?"

"Ha, government employees, it takes a long time to build a career."

Ning Wei glanced at her, calmly and confidently replying, "I'm different!"

Xu Lingling was already half drunk. After a moment of reaction upon hearing this, she rolled her eyes and thought that this woman was not someone to be trifled with; she was a liar!

Ning Wei never thought of making friends among Jiang Xingye's cronies. What their expressions or thoughts were didn't matter. A person's energy is limited, and she wanted to use it on her real battlefield.

Yu Qiao is sensitive, and the atmosphere between the two of them made her restless. She tried her best to ease the tension, but she wasn't good at social maneuvering, and the two of them weren't very cooperative, so the atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more awkward.

This is just her own idea!

In fact, Xu Lingling was immersed in her own emotions, while Ning Wei felt that the two of them were not worth her compromising with.

Jiang Xingye's side also had someone drowning their sorrows in alcohol, and Tan Younian was drinking one cup after another.