Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Female Lead is Too Arrogant - Chapter 31

After a brief moment of shock, Yan Xianhong understood what Yan Qing had said. His mind buzzed, and he immediately felt awful. In that brief moment, he thought of many things and realized the truth.

Why had he been so foolish lately, insisting on using Yan Qing to gain benefits?

She wasn’t an idiot; it was easy for her to turn against him. Why hadn’t he considered that?

If you asked Yan Xianhong how he felt at that moment, it would definitely be: insane regret!

If he could turn back time, he would never have let Yan Qing come over. Now, not only had he lost one million, but he had also lost the Chu family’s help and even found a free backer for Yan Qing?

His heart ached as if being cut by a knife. He wished he could go back in time and knock some sense into his foolish self!

Now, with just a word from her, as long as the Chu family agreed, no, they would definitely agree. So the Yan family would definitely be finished. His money, the company he had just acquired, his villa, and his jewelry would all be gone!

“I’ll kill you!” Yan Xianhong, overwhelmed with anger, momentarily lost his breath. He immediately roared, his entire body turning red with anger. Veins popped on his neck, making him look terrifying. He swung his hand, ready to hit someone. He had lost his mind and wanted to kill her. Only by killing her would the Chu family not bankrupt him.

Yan Qing, having eaten and rested well these past two days, and now with the golden finger, was in great shape. She naturally avoided his attack by ducking and then quickly retreated from the battle.

At this moment, the Chu family, who were stunned by Yan Xianhong’s outburst, immediately took action. Within moments, they subdued the pampered and overweight man.

“Let go, I’ll kill this little wench!” Yan Xianhong, having lost his mind, only saw Yan Qing hiding on the side with bloodshot eyes, struggling desperately.

Chu Heng frowned and said coldly, “Throw him out!”

“Yes!” The family’s bodyguards immediately nodded, dragged him out, and after opening the door, they forcefully threw him out.

Yan Xianhong landed on his butt, the pain causing his mind to buzz for a while. He watched the luxurious door close before him and finally regained some awareness.

What had he done!

Now, even if Yan Qing didn’t speak up, the Chu family might not let him off easily!

His face twisted as he got up from the ground, only able to fantasize in his heart that, because of what Yan Qing had just said, the Chu family would think she was an ungrateful wretch and throw her out!

How could Yan Qing possibly stay with the Chu family? What right did she have?

She was nothing more than a vicious person. At such a young age, she already had such schemes!

Yan Xianhong wiped his face and left the Chu family in a sorry state, not daring to cause any more trouble or linger. When he got home and saw several expectant faces, his throat went dry, and he said hoarsely, “We’ve been tricked by that worthless girl. Get ready to sell the company; otherwise, we’ll lose everything!”

“What do you mean?” Yan Min was the first to scream, “Sell the company? Didn’t you go to apologize to the Chu family? Where’s Yan Qing?”

“Yeah, husband, what do you mean?” Nie Cuihua, seeing her husband like this for the first time, panicked and weakened, speaking in a trembling voice.

Yan Xianhong, with a dark face, gritted his teeth and recounted what had just happened. In the end, he shouted, “Who the hell suggested using her to gain the Chu family’s help? They must be out of their mind!”

Yan Min, dumbfounded, also realized the faulty logic. Though she had supported the idea initially, now that things had gone wrong, she immediately said, “Wasn’t it you? Now we’re screwed because of you! Ah, it’s all your fault!”

She rushed forward to punch and kick him, crying as she did so, thinking about all the lost money.

Yan Xianhong fought back, but Yan Min, surprisingly strong for a woman, seemed intent on really hurting him. In a short time, she landed several blows on his face and neck, and he couldn’t fend her off.

Nie Cuihua hurriedly pulled her away to help her husband, shouting, “You dare to hit my husband! I’ll beat you to death!”

Seeing this, Wei Changhong quickly joined the fray. The grandparents, still confused, saw their children fighting and hurried over to break them up.

“Ouch!”  Grandmother Yan was accidentally hit in the face, dazed for a moment before falling to the ground.

Grandfather Yan shouted, “Stop fighting! Your mother is hurt!”

Only then did Yan Xianhong and Yan Min stop and rush over.

The Yan family was in chaos.

In contrast, the Chu family was peaceful.

After throwing Yan Xianhong out, Mrs. Chu said, “Do you really want to ruin the Yan family?”

Chu Heng, with a gentle tone, added, “The Yan family’s business was actually created by your father. If you want it back, Uncle can help you. The company could have thrived with good management, but unfortunately, the owner lacks vision.”

Yan Qing shook her head and said, “Thank you, Uncle, but no need. I’m not interested in the company. I just want the evil to be punished.”

Seeing her determination, Chu Heng no longer persuaded her and nodded, “Alright.”

Mrs. Chu, holding her hand gently, said, “Auntie doesn’t have any other requirements. You’re still young, and I won’t pressure you to do anything. Chu Heng may not talk much, but he’s not bad; those rumors outside are false. Do you have anything at Yan’s house you need to get?”

Yan Qing shook her head again, “No, I have no ties with them anymore.”

She didn’t say much more. Chu Heng had already agreed, so the matter would be handled.

She just needed to wait for the Yan family to suffer.

Mrs. Chu, seeing her firm stance, became even happier. When Yan Xianhong came to the Chu family, he had already clarified Yan Qing’s identity. With her parents deceased and distant relations with her maternal grandparents, and now falling out with the Yan family, Yan Qing was practically alone.

Seeing how the Yan family treated her, it was evident she wasn’t well cared for. If they treated Yan Qing well, she would be loyal and be nice to Chu Zhao.

After all, she was the first girl Chu Zhao spoke to. Mrs. Chu had to take her seriously.

Chu Heng felt the same. Their son was a constant source of pain. Because of their mistakes, he lost his legs at sixteen and lived a life of suffering.

Now, ten years later, Chu Zhao’s condition worsened, causing them constant anxiety. They had heard about the Gu family’s situation and had some ideas, thus starting to spread the word.

Their wealth and power could handle any troublemakers, and their younger son, Chu Yang, was a good child who would take care of his brother if they were no longer around.

That’s why this whole situation unfolded.

Mrs. Chu looked at the girl before her, who seemed delicate and thin, weaker than her son. She softened her voice, filled with expectation, “Why don’t you stay here? I’ll prepare a room for you.”

Yan Qing smiled sweetly, looking obedient, a stark contrast to her cold demeanor towards Yan Xianhong, appearing as a harmless, soft girl, “Alright, thank you, Auntie.”

“No thanks needed.” Mrs. Chu shook her head quickly, “After preparing the room, I’ll take you to buy some clothes. Come, let’s go upstairs.”

“Okay.” Yan Qing followed her upstairs obediently.

At that moment, Chu Zhao appeared in the living room, followed by a young man pushing his wheelchair.

Passing by Chu Heng, Chu Zhao showed no reaction.

Chu Heng, used to this, softened his expression and looked at his eldest son, “Zhao Zhao, that girl is staying. She’ll join us for dinner.”

Chu Zhao said nothing, acting as if he hadn’t heard.

The young man pushing the wheelchair didn’t dare stop, following Chu Zhao’s instructions and placing the wheelchair on the installed rail, watching it move automatically up the stairs.

He followed behind.

His name was Qin Zhen, responsible for Chu Zhao’s daily needs.

Chu Heng, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes, quickly regained his composure and called his younger son, “Yang Yang, come home for dinner.”

“Yes, it’s good news. You’ll know when you get here.” Chu Heng, smiling, hung up after hearing his son’s agreement, his eyes filled with hope.

Since his son’s accident, he had become increasingly reclusive, and his mental state deteriorated, making normal communication difficult. Today, hearing him speak was a delightful surprise, and they hoped he would continue to improve.

Chu Heng couldn’t help but think if things improved, he would arrange a good future for them. Even if they couldn’t be together, adopting her as a daughter or providing for her generously, he would ensure she wasn’t mistreated.

Mrs. Chu wasn’t a warm person, but since Yan Qing was someone her eldest son wanted to keep, she became automatically warm.

Saying she wanted to buy clothes, she noticed the fatigue on the girl’s face after preparing a room. She thoughtfully asked about her preferences and let her rest while she went shopping.

With their wealth, they could have luxury goods delivered home to choose from, but except for recent visitors for arranged meetings, few were allowed in.

Though the Yan family and the Chu family lived in the same neighborhood, the Yan family’s house was modest while the Chu family’s was grand, appearing three-story but vastly different inside.

Yan Qing lay on the soft bed, exhaling slowly. Her task was almost complete; now she just needed to watch over Chu Zhao and prevent his suicide.

But thinking about the original owner’s other wish gave her a headache. The original owner was in her second year of high school, meaning she’d soon start her final year.

Though she had the original owner’s memories, it wasn’t the same. She would struggle to answer questions, likely failing to get into college.

Feeling exhausted, she closed her eyes and fell asleep deeply.

Just as she was about to sleep soundly, she heard a faint sound, the door opening.

Though asleep, she felt aware, sensing the outside world but struggling to move, a peculiar state.

At that moment, a cold chill approached her.

Yan Qing wasn’t alarmed, instinctively sensing no danger.

The sound of a wheelchair rolling approached, and she felt a gaze on her face.

Sometimes gazes felt tangible, and Yan Qing clearly sensed it.

The gaze soon moved from her face, down to her neck?

She felt a chill on her neck, as if something touched her.

She wondered, what was he doing touching her neck?

Suddenly, a cold voice whispered in her ear, “Speak.”

The room was silent except for his voice.

After a while, seeing no response, the young man in the wheelchair, disappointed, muttered softly, “Can’t take it…”

Then, the hand moved away from her neck, the wheelchair rolled, and the door closed, leaving her alone, drifting into a deep sleep.

Much later, Yan Qing woke up, her eyes still bleary. She rubbed them, slightly more awake, and puzzledly touched her neck, recalling a dream of someone touching it.