Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Female Lead is Too Arrogant - Chapter 29
Watching the person who was most likely from the Chu family leave, Yan Qing shivered. The eerie feeling of being watched finally vanished, and she began to think about her task.
The original owner’s task and the system’s task didn’t conflict.
Making the Yan family live in poverty forever and preventing Chu Zhao from committing suicide meant she had to be with Chu Zhao.
After receiving the memories, Yan Qing quickly came up with a plan. She looked outside the pavilion, searching for the road she needed to take.
The world after the rain seemed fresh. Yan Qing looked outside the pavilion at the puddles. The sky had cleared, the sun had come out, and the world was bright.
She looked down at herself. She was wearing a white dress, but now it was sticking to her body, wet but not see-through. The original owner had nothing; the other kids in the family all had phones, but she could only watch enviously.
When Yan Qing left, she didn’t bring anything. She didn’t even have a penny on her because she was wearing a dress.
She fixed her hair, messy from the rain, and walked out of the pavilion, letting the sunlight warm her. It was August, and the usually scorching heat felt pleasant. She walked forward at a steady pace, her canvas shoes squishing in the water with each step.
The sun quickly evaporated the moisture in the air, and the temperature gradually rose. After walking for ten minutes, Yan Qing’s clothes were half-dry.
She arrived at the police station.
Seeing her disheveled state, a middle-aged policeman passing by asked softly, “Little girl, what’s wrong?”
Yan Qing bit her lip, looking pitifully at the policeman with teary eyes and a sobbing voice, “Uncle Policeman, my uncle hit me, and my aunt too. They always hit me…”
The policeman’s expression turned serious. “Little girl, come inside with me, and tell us everything. Don’t cry…”
Yan Qing nodded obediently, wringing her hands nervously. Her soaked clothes and hair showed how miserable she was after being caught in the rain.
The middle-aged policeman felt pity for her. How much suffering had this little girl endured?
Looking closely, he saw bruises on her arms. Yan Xianhong hadn’t held back, and now the bruises were blue and purple, looking quite frightening.
Noticing his gaze, Yan Qing lowered her head further, revealing a large bump on her head from when Yan Xianhong angrily pulled her back and she hit the wall.
“Captain Liu, what’s going on with this little girl?” A pretty policewoman came over and asked.
The middle-aged policeman, Captain Liu, first spoke gently to Yan Qing, “Little girl, sit here. I’ll be back soon.”
Yan Qing nodded pitifully, moving with a fearful, submissive demeanor, like someone long oppressed.
Captain Liu saw her walk away a bit, then lowered his voice, “I suspect this child is being abused, and not by her parents. Take her to the office, get her statement, and check her injuries. Poor child, she looks malnourished…”
The policewoman’s expression turned serious, and she nodded, “Yes, Captain Liu!”
Captain Liu led Yan Qing over and spoke kindly, “Little girl, follow this sister to the office and tell her everything. We will help you. Understand?”
Yan Qing nodded and then looked up at him with a timid, grateful smile, “Thank you, Uncle.”
“You’re welcome. It’s our duty.” Captain Liu patted her sparse hair lightly, touching the obvious bump, his eyes showing a flash of coldness. He noticed the girl frowned but didn’t move, increasing his anger.
A beautiful little girl like a budding flower had been beaten like this, too scared to even dodge.
He withdrew his hand and let the policewoman take Yan Qing inside, then turned to find the person responsible for examining injuries. He had nothing urgent on his hands and was determined to punish the abusers.
Yan Qing, as a pitiful child beaten by domestic violence, cooperated very well with the police’s inquiries. She spoke softly, detailing how the Yan family treated her and their specific situation.
The policewoman was infuriated, wanting to rush to the Yan family and beat them up.
Of course, they followed procedure, recording everything before taking Yan Qing back.
At this moment, the Yan family was puzzled.
“That damn girl still hasn’t come back?”
“What’s going on? It’s been two hours, and she still dares not to return?”
“Could she be dead outside? If so, who will apologize to the Chu family? Damn girl, ruining my plans…”
The house was filled with angry cursing, irritating the few children who had long gone upstairs.
The adults were still fuming.
Even Yan Qing’s grandparents were unhappy. The plump Grandma Yan beat her chest in anger, gritting her teeth, “She’s a burden. If I’d known, I would’ve let her die with the third family!”
The skinny Grandpa Yan scornfully said, “It was you who insisted on raising her. I said we should send her to the village to be raised, but you refused. Now look, you’ve caused trouble for the eldest family. Don’t you feel guilty?”
Grandma Yan, feeling guilty, lowered her head, muttering, “I thought she was the third family’s only daughter. Who knew she’d be such a burden!”
She truly regretted it. Who knew this burden would bring so much trouble? If they really offended the Chu family as her son said, their good days would be over. She had been hoping to delay things, but now she regretted it!
Everyone in the house was in a bad mood, mostly because of offending the Chu family.
Just then, Yan Qing arrived at the Yan family villa with several policemen.
Seeing the Yan family living in such a nice house, which actually belonged to Yan Qing, the policemen exchanged sympathetic glances.
Yan Qing stopped them from knocking, whispering, “Let me do it.”
The police stepped back.
Yan Qing rang the doorbell, raising her voice, “Uncle, Aunt, I’m back!”
The people inside froze mid-motion. Nie Cuihua, sat back down, saying coldly, “Let her wait outside. She dared to run away? She needs a lesson.”
“Right.” Yan Xianhong’s rough voice agreed, “That damn girl, kneel outside and reflect!”
The police outside frowned.
Captain Liu couldn’t hold back and knocked on the door, “Police, open up!”
“Crash—”
A chair seemed to fall inside, followed by chaos and a woman’s sharp scream.
Yan Qing lowered her head, looking timid and scared, but secretly smiling. Let them be arrogant. They had forgotten about the law.
After a commotion, the Yan family cautiously opened the door for the policemen.
The Yan family originally came from an ordinary rural area. Even now, their hometown was just a normal county town, with little understanding of the law. They thought it was far removed from them.
But seeing the police, they were terrified.
Especially Yan Xianhong, who had grown fat and lazy over the years. His fierce face, always glaring at the original owner, now showed a forced smile as he invited the police in, “Comrades, did you bring the child back? No need to trouble you, a call would have been enough, and we would have fetched her. This child, causing trouble for you…”
“We’re here because of the child’s injuries. Your actions are illegal and need investigation.” Captain Liu said sternly.
Everyone’s faces darkened.
Grandma Yan, protective of her children, snapped, “It’s a family matter. What’s wrong with disciplining a child? You can’t interfere with that!”
Yan Min, panicked, pointing at Yan Qing, “This child has no parents. We have to help discipline her. How is that illegal, Officer? You can’t say that!”
“That’s right, that’s right…” Nie Cuihua quickly nodded in agreement.
Yan Qing watched coldly and then lowered her head, looking too scared to speak.
Meanwhile, the police doctor had already started collecting evidence in the house.
The policemen criticized and educated them, explaining the law, leaving the Yan family pale with fear.
Upstairs, three children heard the commotion and came down. Seeing the scene, they exchanged glances and rushed back upstairs, except for Yan Xianhong’s five-year-old son, who cried out, “Mommy, Daddy…”
Yan Xianhong’s fierce expression softened instantly as he picked up his son, “Hey, son, are you hungry?”
Captain Liu shook his head, “You treat your own son like this, but beat and scold your niece?”
Yan Xianhong quickly apologized, “You’re right, Officer. My fault, my fault. I have a bad temper…”
“Yes, we just lost our minds for a moment. We usually don’t hit her, really.” Yan Min nodded along.
Captain Liu snorted. After so many years, he could see through their lies. If they weren’t punished, the girl would suffer once they left.
“Once the injury report is out, we’ll request the court to revoke your guardianship.” Captain Liu said sternly.
Yan Xianhong’s eyes twitched. He handed the child to Nie Cuihua and looked at Yan Qing, unusually gentle, “Good niece, your uncle didn’t mean it. Look at the clothes you’re wearing; your uncle bought them. Without guardianship, your uncle won’t buy you nice clothes anymore.”
Captain Liu was about to speak when Yan Qing suddenly looked at him, hesitantly asking, “Uncle, doesn’t my father’s inheritance include this house? I have the right to inherit it, right?”
Captain Liu slapped his thigh and nodded vigorously, “Yes, you’re the primary heir. This house, you can inherit most of it. It can be converted into cash, enough for you to live well for half your life!”
“What?!” The Yan family exclaimed in unison. Yan Xianhong couldn’t believe it, “How is that possible? This house is in my name now!”
Grandma Yan grabbed the policeman, eyes wide, “That’s right, how can a burden inherit most of it? I’m his mother, I should inherit half too!”
“Quiet!” Captain Liu shouted, glaring at the greedy faces, “That’s the law. If you want to change it, go ahead. No matter whose name it’s under, this child gets the most!”
“God—” Yan Xianhong was furious, clutching his chest and collapsing.
…
In a farce-like turn of events, Yan Xianhong was hospitalized, and the entire Yan family was taken to the police station for statements and evidence collection.
During this time, Yan Qing was placed in a female police officer’s home for protection, fearing the family might retaliate for the inheritance.
“Don’t be afraid. Sister is strong and will protect you!” Zhang Xiaoyu held Yan Qing’s hand gently.
“Thank you, I’m not afraid.” Yan Qing smiled, nodding. Her pale, pretty face made her even more endearing.
Zhang Xiaoyu, the policewoman who initially interacted with Yan Qing, lived alone. Hearing Yan Qing had no place to go, she immediately volunteered to take her in.
Returning home, Zhang Xiaoyu even bought new clothes for Yan Qing, as the original owner’s clothes were old and patched. No one would believe such a girl lived in the wealthiest part of the city.
Yan Qing didn’t refuse but mentally noted the cost to repay Zhang Xiaoyu later.
She stayed with Zhang Xiaoyu for a few days until a discharged Yan Xianhong came looking for her.
He brought Yan Min and her husband, and Nie Cuihua.
They appeared unexpectedly gentle, without a trace of anger, at least not on the surface.
“Qing Qing, Aunt was wrong. I have a bad temper and scared you. Don’t be angry.” Yan Min placed a gift on the table, unwrapping it to reveal a delicate Barbie set.
The original owner had once longed for Yan Yue’s Barbie doll, secretly touching it, only to have Yan Yue burn it in disdain, cursing her as a parentless child.
The Yan family remembered this and thought Yan Qing still liked Barbie dolls, trying to appease her with one.
Zhang Xiaoyu couldn’t stop Yan Qing’s relatives from visiting her, but she watched closely, fearing any threats.
But she was wrong this time. The Yan family had planned to coax her. A sixteen-year-old girl wouldn’t understand much and could be easily fooled.
Grandma Yan, who was considered ‘kind’ to her because she didn’t beat or scold her, now sat beside Yan Qing, her wrinkled hand holding Yan Qing’s thin body, her eyes red, “Oh, my dear, don’t be angry. Your uncle just lost his temper. I’ve scolded him. We’re a family, don’t be angry. Making a scene isn’t good, right?”
If it were the original owner, she might have been moved. But Grandma Yan was complicit, only speaking up when things got serious. She knew the original owner was surrounded by wolves but saw it as natural because she was a girl and didn’t deserve to inherit her father’s property.
The slight smell of smoke made Yan Qing frown imperceptibly. She slowly raised her head, weakly asking, “You really won’t hit me anymore?”
“No, no!” Yan Xianhong quickly shook his head, his pale face stern, “If anyone dares hit you, tell Uncle. I’ll teach them a lesson!”
Yan Qing bit her lip and smiled, seeming convinced but suddenly worried, “Do I still have to apologize to the Chu family?”
“No…” Grandma Yan was about to shake her head when Yan Xianhong interrupted.
“Good niece, Uncle needs to discuss this with you. We still need to apologize to the Chu family. Just say sorry, okay? The Chu family is powerful. If we don’t apologize, we’ll end up begging on the streets. Help Uncle, will you? This company was your father’s creation. Wouldn’t you feel sad if it went under?”
“…Okay.” Yan Qing nodded softly.
Yan Xianhong was delighted. Apologizing was unavoidable. The Chu family was a dangerous opponent. Losing a fortune was better than losing everything.
“Good girl, good girl.” Yan Xianhong smiled in relief.
The others looked much happier too. Just then, Yan Qing said, “I can apologize, but you have to give me my share of the house.”
“What?” Yan Xianhong’s smile froze, his eyes bulging with anger. But he calmed down, forcing a smile, “Niece, you don’t understand. The house hasn’t been sold yet. Our family is struggling. We don’t have the money. Maybe later…”
Yan Qing shook her head, “I want my share of the house money, or I won’t go!”
“You—” Yan Xianhong’s face twisted with rage.
Zhang Xiaoyu, who thought Yan Qing would compromise, sighed in relief, realizing the girl was smart. She coughed, “Ahem…”
The sound reminded Yan Xianhong, and he looked at Grandma Yan, signaling her.
Grandma Yan quickly said, “Dear, you’re grown up now. You need to understand. The family is struggling. Can we wait a bit? Don’t worry, we’re family. If they don’t give it to you, Grandma will help you get it!”
The others didn’t dare speak. They had no authority and were the ones who often beat and scolded Yan Qing, fearing a backlash. They nodded eagerly, like hungry dogs.
Yan Qing bit her lip, looking at them timidly but still shaking her head.
Everyone was disappointed, but then she said, “I’ll exchange the company’s shares for the house money. Uncle, the police said my father’s company shares are also mine, along with my mother’s. I’ll exchange the shares for the money, then I’ll apologize and do whatever you want…”
“Those shares are ours!” Nie Cuihua couldn’t help but yell, glaring at the skinny girl. She wanted to strangle her. Who told her about the shares? They were theirs!
Zhang Xiaoyu said loudly, “Those shares belong to Yan Qing, not you!” Then she turned to Yan Qing, “Don’t be afraid. We’ll help you. We have lawyers who can help for free. If necessary, we’ll pool money for a good lawyer to get your things back!”
…
Yan Xianhong felt a pang of pain. He knew the shares were Yan Qing’s and planned to trick her into signing them over when she turned eighteen.
Even though the company had lost a lot, it still had a solid foundation. With good management, it could bring in profits for a decade. He couldn’t bear to lose such a gold mine, especially with the Chu family’s connections.
After thinking it over, he agreed, “Okay, one million. You go with Uncle to apologize to the Chu family. After that, the house is no longer yours, and the company’s shares are transferred…”
Yan Qing listened and then said, “Also, move my household registration separately.”
Yan Xianhong sneered, “I would have done that anyway!”
The Yan family returned home.
Standing at the door, Yan Xianhong looked at the luxurious European-style three-story villa and cursed, “Damn, if we had sold it earlier, there wouldn’t be so much trouble!”
Nie Cuihua opened the door, glancing at her sister-in-law’s family following behind. Inside, three children were watching TV. The lavishly decorated house irritated her, “It’s too late to say anything now. It’s just like the third family’s stinginess!”
Yan Min rolled her eyes, shrieking, “If you hadn’t insisted on living here, we wouldn’t have to give up a million! That’s a million! Damn girl, I’ll beat her when this is over!”
The reason they kept the house was because the market was booming. Yan Qing’s father had said it was a great buy. Later, they realized the location was excellent, surrounded by the rich. He said the house should never be sold.
The family had long coveted it and finally got it after the third family died. They couldn’t bear to sell it, especially seeing the rising prices and the wealthy neighbors.
Yan Xianhong couldn’t bear to sell it either. In his mind, the house was his after tricking Yan Qing into transferring it. But now, the law said otherwise.
He entered the house, irritated by the mess his children had made, “Get upstairs!”
The three children, annoyed, took their phones and went upstairs, leaving the youngest, Yan Peng, to cry and cling to Nie Cuihua, “Mommy!”
Nie Cuihua’s expression softened as she comforted him, scolding, “Why yell at the kids? They’ll take care of you when you’re old!”
Yan Xianhong glared but held his tongue, glancing at his son. He began pacing the room, “How did that girl suddenly get smart? Damn, a million! Might as well rob me!”
Yan Min, frustrated, nudged her silent husband, “Why don’t you say something? Can’t you see we’re in trouble? Come up with a plan!”
Wei Changhong, startled, looked at his wife. Her heavily made-up face and stocky figure seemed ridiculous, especially with her thick makeup and painted eyebrows.
Despite her unattractive face, he married Yan Min for her wealthy brother. Over the years, they had risen from an ordinary family to a comfortable one, thanks to her brother.
Naturally, he didn’t want to lose their money. After thinking it over, he suggested, “Why not use our bank account for the million? Once we give it to her, we can freeze it and take the shares. After that, we won’t care.”
“Great idea!” Everyone’s eyes lit up.
Yan Xianhong slapped his thigh and laughed, “Perfect! That way, I won’t lose a cent! That girl wants my money? No way!”
Wei Changhong smiled, not saying anything.
The million would come from the company’s account, which they all shared. They would make sure to manipulate the records.
Reluctantly, Yan Xianhong went to withdraw the money, using his account, “That girl, even if she gets the money, I’ll take it back!”
An orphan dared to fight him? No chance.
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