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

Jiang Xingye panicked and tried to sit up to talk, but as soon as he raised his head, he changed his mind and buried his face in her stomach.

"Baby~, that was at the very beginning. You acted too strangely, forcing your way in. I was afraid you were sent by someone else."

Ning Wei raised an eyebrow and patted the back of his head: "Mr. Jiang, let's be reasonable. My forceful entry? Wouldn't that mean you had your assistant coerce and entice me into your bed that very night?"

"I didn't force you, I..." Jiang Xingye was at a loss for words. Judging from his actions, he had indeed used his power to get the small receptionist position.

But Ning Wei's demeanor was too calm and too familiar, and for a moment he wondered who was the one who initiated things? It seemed like he was the one who was called in.

"Alright, it's only because I fell in love at first sight that I fell in love with you. If anyone else had caused this trouble, I would have broken their arms and legs."

This Jiang Xingye believes her precious child is incredibly strong. Over the past year, she has been training every spare moment, and her strength has increased even further.

In fact, Jiang Xingye still doesn't understand why he suddenly became interested in Ning Wei, who has been working for half a month.

However, the most important question now is: "Did you have a crush on a senior in college, someone surnamed Duan?"

Ning Wei searched through the original owner's memories and found that there was such a person. He loved playing basketball, had a good physique, an ordinary face, a good family background, and an outgoing personality. The original owner's feelings for him were not just unrequited love, but more like a longing, a longing for the kind of personality that came from a stable family.

"Um."

Huh? What does "huh" mean? Jiang Xingye lay flat on his back, looking up at her with a hint of reproach and grievance.

Did his darling really have a crush on someone? And now? Is he still in love?

"Stop glaring at me, there's nothing between us."

"Do you still like him? What do you like about him? He's such a dull and uninteresting person." Her tone was sarcastic.

"Great figure and a sunny personality."

Physique? He's alright, he's got a good physique. Personality? Oh no, he's not sunny at all. His mind is full of dark thoughts; he wants to push the entire Jiang family into a stinking ditch.

"snort!"

"Alright, stop being so jealous."

"You only graduated a year ago." How is that old? It's still fresh.

"My senior graduated two years ago, and including his internship, I haven't seen him for two and a half years."

Jiang Xingye was so angry that he saw stars. He got up, pounced on her, and kissed her fiercely. How could he remember so clearly how long it had been since they last met?

Ning Wei reached out and stroked the back of his neck, as if she were soothing an angry beast.

In the main residence of the Jiang family, Old Master Jiang is talking to his eldest son.

"The marriage proposal for Hoshino has been put on hold; his current partner is quite suitable."

"Father, what about the Bai family?"

"The Jiang family has more than one descendant. The Bai family has an illegitimate daughter. Do they think they can pick and choose within the Jiang family? If all else fails, we'll bring back the one you're raising abroad," Old Jiang said casually.

Jiang Laoda's breath hitched. His father knew? Of course, he was a very controlling person, so he probably knew a long time ago. He probably didn't say anything about bringing him back before because he disliked that the child was mixed-race.

Both his and Jiang Lao Er's illegitimate children in China were brought back to the Jiang family to be raised, one from each family. In addition to this mixed-race son, he also has an illegitimate daughter in China, and it is estimated that her father has already included her in the marriage alliance list. But that doesn't matter, as Jiang Lao Da's feelings for any of his children are generally indifferent.

However, he was somewhat resentful that his younger brother's son, Jiang Xingye, was living such a good life.

"Is that lowly civil servant worthy of the Chiang family?"

Old Jiang gave him a sharp look: "Actually, I've met that young girl before. At a city meeting, she attended the entire meeting, being meticulous and thoughtful, without trying to steal credit or stand out. What's commendable is that the leaders present treated her very gently, not in the way superiors treat subordinates, but in a casual manner between acquaintances and friends."

He glanced at her a few more times at the time, thinking she was a junior member of some leader's family. Now that he thinks about it, with that kind of background, to achieve so much in less than a year, her future is limitless.

"Don't make things difficult for them. You are the future leader of the Chiang family. You need to learn to balance the relationships within the family and assess the value of each person. None of the Chiang family members are capable of politics, and we have to spend a lot of money every year to maintain relationships. This little girl is another extension of the Chiang family's future."

Jiang felt a little guilty, recalling the standoff at the top of the mountain.

"You didn't do anything, did you?"

"No, no," Jiang Laoda hurriedly denied, trying his best to appear calm when he met his father's gaze.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, Old Jiang looked away and continued to teach his fifty-year-old eldest son.

Jiang Laoda's thoughts were a little unsettled. Even though he knew his father wouldn't hurt him, his father's gaze just now made him feel uneasy. Yesterday, that young woman had steadily suppressed him in such a confrontation.

She even accurately pointed out that he was imitating someone else. Yes, he admitted that he was imitating his own father, and he thought he was imitating him very well. How did she know?

That's impressive? If someone can rise to a high position in politics, then they're quite useful.

Ning Wei was unaware that someone had already calculated her value, and even if she did, she would simply laugh it off. Her reinstatement would take time, while the Jiang family's fate was sealed.

The days passed peacefully until the end of the year. Last year, their relationship was so-so, and Jiang Xingye returned to the Jiang family home for the New Year without much psychological burden. Now, a month in advance, he began to feel uneasy. Weiwei had no family, and if he left again, she would be all alone on New Year's Day.

Ning Wei slept in late over the weekend. When she woke up, she was alone in bed. The other side of the bed was cold, so it seemed she had been up for a long time.

Ning Wei huddled in the blankets for a while, then got up and left the bedroom. Jiang Xingye was smoking in front of the half-open window. When he saw her come out, he walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, pushed her onto the sofa, patted the soles of her feet, put her feet on the sofa, and went into the bedroom to get her slippers and put them under the sofa.

"The floor is heated, so it's not cold."

"That won't do either. Next time you have your period, you're not allowed to get angry if you're in pain."

"Oh." Ning Wei responded vaguely. This body wasn't very strong, and her period was quite painful. It wasn't that she had no other choice; there were some health-strengthening pills in her space that she could only take herself, and the world's will didn't care.

However, this is a relatively advanced modern society with advanced medical care. She has annual physical examinations and cannot explain the significant improvement in her physical condition. She does not want to become a medical guinea pig because of her special circumstances.

Ning Wei watched as the hand that had patted her feet then took the slipper and put the cigarette in his mouth. During the process, those two fingers even touched his lips.

Ning smiled.

"Still laughing? You're just throwing a tantrum because you're not feeling well." Jiang Xingye stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray.

"You're exposing me to secondhand smoke."