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

"No, I'm afraid Jiang Xingyu and his group are watching me and investigating, so I haven't visited any of the companies I started."

"Where is it?"

"Yanshi." A very distant coastal city.

"What will happen if I get caught?"

Jiang Xingye gave a sarcastic smile: "They'll be forced to become a branch of the Jiang family."

"So shameless?"

"Yes, the flesh and blood of the Jiang family are rotten."

Ning Wei leaned closer to smell him: "It doesn't smell bad, it smells great, so you're the exception."

"Haha." Jiang Xingye chuckled, feeling a tickle from the breath close to his neck. "Only you think I smell good."

"Because you are Ning Wei's precious darling."

Jiang Xingye suddenly pulled her tightly into his arms, his eyes resolute: Ning Wei, you can't leave me. You're the one who makes me feel that there's still some value in this world!

Ning Wei's dedication to cultivating interpersonal relationships and her hard work are truly impressive. In less than a year, she was transferred to the secretariat and has excellent interpersonal skills. She even has the contact information of the cleaning lady.

The city is currently preparing for a large-scale investment promotion event, and Ning Wei is very busy, working overtime almost every day.

Ever since he made scrambled eggs with tomatoes once, Jiang Xingye has developed a new hobby: cooking. He enjoys the happiness Ning Wei feels when she eats his food. He has plunged headlong into becoming a chef, not only finding recipes for himself but also learning from his aunt.

Ning Wei returned from overtime work at almost ten o'clock. Jiang Xingye came out of the study upon hearing the noise.

"Weren't you supposed to be reinforcing your persona today? Why are you at home?" Ning Wei asked. He wanted to give the Jiang family members the impression of being spoiled and unambitious, so he often appeared in extravagant settings, fooling around with a group of muddle-headed second and third-generation rich kids.

"I'll be back after a while. I made you some black chicken soup. Want a bowl?" Ever since he realized his feelings for her, Jiang Xingye has preferred to stay at home. He used to go out often, partly for the sake of his public image, and partly because the house was too quiet. He hated that kind of quiet, as if he were the only one breathing in the world.

When he went out to play, in those decadent and decadent places, he felt a restlessness that seeped from the depths of his soul. It was so noisy, the world was so noisy. The faces of those men and women were blurred, but everyone seemed to have gaping, bloody mouths.

After being with Ning Wei, he finally understood what it meant to feel warmth in tranquility. His home seemed to be suddenly filled with comfort, and the air was filled with a pleasant scent. Even when Ning Wei wasn't home, the pillows she chose and the cup she drank from told him that she was there!

"Drink." Ning Wei's eyes lit up: "I was too busy last night. When I went to the cafeteria, there were only two dishes left. One I didn't like, and the other was a bit salty. I didn't eat well."

"I'll make you a bowl of noodles with chicken broth."

"Okay, mua." Ning Wei tiptoed and kissed the corner of his mouth. "I'm going to take a shower. I'll be at the venue this afternoon, and I'm all sweaty."

"Okay, I'll make you a side dish too." Jiang Xingye's eyes crinkled into a smile; she liked to eat noodles with side dishes.

"Is there no pickled vegetables in the refrigerator?" Didn't the aunt pickle some before?

"Yes, but that won't stop us from ordering another dish."

"Okay, my Hoshino is so good." Ning Wei unintentionally discovered that he really liked hearing the way he called her "my Hoshino," which carried a sense of asserting ownership, so she often said it.

Jiang Xingye really liked it. It was a sense of desolation, like a rootless duckweed floating between heaven and earth, and the feeling of being suddenly pulled into someone's hands. He could truly feel that he was cared for and loved.

As soon as she said that, he wanted to drag her to the bed.

When Ning Wei saw his gaze become aggressive and he reached out to put his arm around her waist, she raised her hand to cover his eyes, interrupting the spell: "Go cook noodles, I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Xingye brushed his eyelashes against her palm a few times and said, "Okay, go ahead, there will be chicken noodle soup when you come out."

Ning Wei finished her noodle soup with great satisfaction, which made Jiang Xingye's heart flutter. Just as he was about to do something, an envelope was handed to him.

"Here's a gift for you."

"What? Is this for my household expenses?" Jiang Xingye joked, opening the envelope. "An invitation? To that investment promotion event in the city? The one with all those world-class business tycoons?"

Yes, that's right!

"Shouldn't this invitation be sent to head office? Am I supposed to take it back to the old man?"

Ning Wei opened the invitation and pointed to the section for invitees, where Jiang Xingye's name was clearly written.

"Your invitation letter from the Jiang family should have already been sent. This one is something I got for you personally, through personal connections."

"Just for me?"

"Isn't the name already written down? Are you too excited to think straight? Your grandpa definitely won't take you, we'll go by ourselves."

Jiang Xingye's eyes reddened, and he hugged her tightly in his arms: "Weiwei, I will definitely do my best."

Ning Wei patted his back reassuringly: "Don't be nervous, and don't use too much force, lest your grandfather think you're trying to steal the inheritance. You're just going to broaden your horizons and socialize."

"This is a rare opportunity."

"It's not that rare. Opportunities are always there. As long as you're prepared, those you can seize are opportunities, and those you can't are traps." Ning Wei wanted to separate him from the Jiang family and subtly change the public's perception of Jiang Xingye from the name of a single individual rather than just a general descendant of the Jiang family.

This is a project that requires careful planning, but it must be done, because timing, methods, and public opinion are all crucial in overthrowing the Chiang family empire.

"Okay, Weiwei, let's go back to the bedroom!"

"Hey, is this how you repay me?"

"Yes, we must repay them well and serve them well!"

The night is still long!

At the event, Mr. Jiang and his eldest son got out of the car and entered the venue, exchanging pleasantries with acquaintances.

"Jiang Xingye? What are you doing here? Is this a place for you to cause trouble?" Uncle Jiang was so surprised to see his spoiled illegitimate nephew that he forgot to control his voice.

"Uncle, it's me,"

"Get out of here, don't embarrass yourself. The Jiang family's participation quota has already been submitted."

"I did not take up any of the Jiang family's spots; my invitation was separate."

"What? You dare to lie here?"

Seeing a group of people entering through the door, including many foreign faces, Old Master Jiang whispered to stop them, "Don't say anything yet!"

Uncle Jiang glared at Jiang Xingye, then said nothing more, preparing to go back and ask for family discipline.

During halftime, Ning Wei appeared, carrying her work pass.

"Sister Yun."

The event organizer, Qian Yun, director of the city's investment promotion department, smiled when she saw her: "What brings you here? The secretariat must be busy today too, right?"

"I came to check on Jiang Xingye, in case he's nervous."

"It's so sweet! He's a big boss, why would he be nervous? Besides, I personally sent out the invitations, would I let him get bullied? You're just worried sick."