Quick Transmigration: Whoever Wants to Be This Supporting Female Lead Can Be It!

Bai Yan is bound to a system and must unceasingly tread the path of courting death by opposing the protagonists, becoming a stepping stone in their lives, destined for a tragic end in every life.

Chapter 8 The Beloved Heiress and Her Four Protectors (Part 8)

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"Uncle Fang, why do you listen to her so much? She's tormenting you!" Ji An'an couldn't help but bite her lip.

Bai Yan looked at Fang Siyan, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you think I'm making things difficult for you?"

Fang Siyan shook his head hastily.

"Did you hear that?" Bai Yan looked at Ji An'an, her red lips curving slightly: "Don't meddle in matters between men and women, understand?"

Ji An'an bit her lip. Zhou Yu was the one who was being bullied, but it was she who was angered.

...

In the middle of the night, the Bai family's gate was opened, and Ji An'an returned with a man covered in injuries.

This wasn't the first time Ji An'an had saved Huo Xiao. Once is never enough, twice is more familiar. After taking him to the private hospital he mentioned to have the bullet removed, Ji An'an, fearing danger outside, still took him back to the Bai family to recover.

Huo Xiao was anesthetized during the surgery, and when he woke up, he saw Ji An'an's sleeping profile.

He couldn't help but reach out and stroke Ji An'an's cheek.

Ji An'an suddenly woke up with a start: "Huo Xiao!"

"You're awake!" Ji An'an patted her chest. "You scared me to death! I almost thought you weren't going to wake up!"

Having escaped death, the face he saw was still so adorable. He couldn't help but smile. "Are you afraid that if I die, you won't be able to get married?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Ji An'an pretended to be angry: "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't take care of you anymore!"

Huo Xiao said, "You can't bear to part with it."

"Hmph!" Ji An'an wrinkled her nose cutely.

Just then, the sound of high heels clicking could be heard, and soon after, Bai Yan appeared at the door, looking around the room.

"Ji An'an, is this your friend?"

Bai Yan's gaze then fell on the pale-faced person lying on the bed: "Is your friend injured?"

Ji An'an bit her lip: "She's my friend, she doesn't need your concern."