Chapter 31 – The Female Supporting Character Whose Life Was Taken Away by a Transmigrated Woman

Wen Xin recalled the name He Xiunian in her mind. This was a legendary figure. In the Original Owner’s previous life, He Xiunian was considered a winner in life.

His life was rather extraordinary. After losing both of his parents, he was taken in by his aunt’s family. Upon reaching adulthood, however, his aunt’s family separated him from their household, leaving him to live independently. From then on, He Xiunian ventured out with his friends, dabbling in various business ventures and amassing considerable wealth. Eventually, he became a renowned entrepreneur.

A man who was both wealthy and handsome naturally never lacked admirers, no matter his age, and He Xiunian was no exception. The fact that he remained unmarried his entire life, coupled with the absence of any scandalous rumors, only further fueled the dreams of countless young women who pursued him relentlessly.

In the Original Owner’s previous life, even the Zhou family had come forward with a marriage proposal. the Original Owner’s father, Wen Chengzhi, was a stark contrast to Wen Yuejun. He was deeply patriarchal, valuing sons far above daughters. Even though the Original Owner was his only daughter, he treated her as nothing more than a commodity to be sold at the right price.

In that life, Wen Chengzhi had agreed to the Zhou family’s proposal. However, the Original Owner didn’t marry into the Zhou family. Instead, she took what little money she had and fled to the provincial capital, where she found a simple, ordinary job.

Away from the Wen family, far from Su Quihe, the Original Owner lived several peaceful and ordinary years. She even began a new romantic relationship, and just as she was preparing to step into marriage with her new partner, she encountered Su Quihe once again.

Under the guise of concern, Su Quihe forcibly inserted herself into the Original Owner’s life. No matter how much the Original Owner expressed her dissatisfaction, Su Quihe seemed utterly incapable of understanding—or, perhaps, simply didn’t care. the Original Owner’s relationship fell apart because of her interference. the Original Owner tried to avoid her, moving to various places, but no matter where she went, Su Quihe always managed to find her.

Su Quihe was like an inescapable shadow, clinging to the Original Owner relentlessly. After countless cycles of this torment, the Original Owner gave up, resigning herself to her fate. She watched as Su Quihe built a happy and fulfilling life with the Original Owner’s former fiancé. She watched as Su Quihe developed a skincare product and turned it into a nationally renowned brand. She watched as Su Quihe’s family rose to the pinnacle of society.

Even so, Su Quihe didn’t leave the Original Owner alone. Every time the Original Owner began a new relationship, Su Quihe would sabotage it through various means. Later, when Su Quihe became wealthy, she even hired someone specifically to openly care for the Original Owner while secretly keeping her under surveillance.

Trapped and unable to escape, the Original Owner lived under Su Quihe’s oppressive control. She was monitored so strictly that even speaking with someone for too long would provoke Su Quihe’s ridicule. Over time, the Original Owner broke down and descended into madness. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, she seized an opportunity during an outing. Desperately, she ran to the rooftop of a tall building and leapt off.

the Original Owner knew it was wrong to end her life this way, and she understood the trouble it would cause the building’s owner. But her pain was unbearable. She couldn’t care about anything else.

At the moment of her death, the Original Owner felt a sense of release. Her soul was freed, only to be captured by Wen Xin, who brought her into her presence.

Upon learning that she had the chance to be reborn, the Original Owner refused it. After years of living in an oppressive, demeaning, and controlling environment, she had lost the ability to survive on her own. She didn’t know if, given another chance at life, she would still fall under Su Quihe’s control.

She was unwilling to be reborn. Instead, she gave her opportunity to Wen Xin, telling her that she wanted to be far away from Su Quihe, as far as possible. Ideally, she never wanted to see Su Quihe again, not even in death.

This desire was deeply ingrained in her. If it were possible, she also longed for a family—a warm home, with a loving husband and obedient, adorable children. But this wish was not something the Original Owner forced herself to desire.

Because she knew that happiness was incredibly hard to achieve.

Wen Xin, living in her stead, naturally intended to fulfill the Original Owner’s wish. the Original Owner wanted to be far from Su Quihe, so Wen Xin would make it happen. As for the other wish of having a family, Wen Xin’s thoughts mirrored the Original Owner’s—she wouldn’t push for it.

But before she left, Wen Xin needed to retrieve what belonged to the Original Owner. She hadn’t taken the pendant during the day, partly because she was sick and the body she was inhabiting was weak, and partly because Su Quihe was pregnant. She feared that any mishap might cause trouble. Another reason was that she wasn’t sure if she could tap into spiritual power in this life.

Once she could use her spiritual power, even if she didn’t know any spells, she would have the ability to protect herself, and that would make her fearless.

After sending Wen Little Brother away, Wen Xin packed two sets of clothes, took the things the Original Owner cherished, and walked out of the Wen family home with the Original Owner’s hidden savings.

Wen Xin covered her entire body with spiritual power, lightening her footsteps as she flipped into the Zhou family residence and entered Su Quihe’s room.

Su Quihe, being pregnant, slept especially soundly that night. She was wearing a cotton nightgown, and the pendant hung conspicuously around her neck. Using her spiritual power like a pair of scissors, Wen Xin snipped the red string and took the jade pendant into her hands.

Before leaving, Wen Xin cast a misfortune spell on Su Quihe. This was a small spell she had learned after refining the merits of her previous life. Su Quihe was truly fortunate to be her first test subject.

The spell had no adverse effect on Wen Xin. Instead of feeling weak or fatigued, she found her mind clearer than before.

Wen Xin was pleased.

She happily left the Zhou family.

the Original Owner had also left the Wen family in the dead of night. She had no attachment to leaving her old home.

In her previous life, the Original Owner had walked through the night along the road to the city. But Wen Xin, not wanting to take such a long route, detoured through the mountain path. At the foot of the mountain, there was a household still with lights on at midnight.

Wen Xin continued up the mountain and found a temporary place to stay. Only then did she remember that the house at the foot of the mountain belonged to He Xiunian.

But in an instant, that thought was pushed aside by Wen Xin.

The moonlight tonight was very bright, casting a glow on the earth like daylight. Wen Xin held the pendant in her hand, examining it.

The jade pendant wasn’t of high quality; it could only be considered as low-grade, not worth much. Losing something like this would probably not even warrant a police report.

Wen Xin played with the jade, recalling how Su Quihe had activated the pendant. She gritted her teeth and bit her finger.

A bead of blood welled up, and Wen Xin winced in pain. She pressed the pendant against the wound. Staring at the pendant, a miracle soon occurred.

As soon as the blood touched the pendant, it vanished. Then, the pendant emitted a faint glow, and its shape gradually faded until it disappeared completely, leaving behind only a red string.

Wen Xin: …

Wen Xin was stunned. Where did the pendant go? She looked for a brighter spot and held her injured hand under the moonlight, inspecting it from all angles. Finally, at her wrist, she saw a faint, teardrop-shaped birthmark.

Wen Xin was absolutely certain that this birthmark hadn’t been there before!

Curious, Wen Xin tried to touch it with her uninjured left hand. In the blink of an eye, she found herself in a new place.

It was a small space, less than ten square meters, square in shape. Against the wall was an ancient well, and the rest of the space was empty.

As a water-dwelling creature, Wen Xin’s eyes immediately brightened upon entering this space. The reason? The spiritual energy here was incredibly dense! After all these years, she had never encountered a place so rich in spiritual energy.

The closer she got to the well, the more concentrated the spiritual energy became. Wen Xin sat down by the well and began meditating. The energy circulated through her body, gradually healing the hidden wounds of this physical body, and the flow of energy became smoother and smoother. The only regret was that she didn’t have a suitable cultivation method for herself. Otherwise, cultivating in such a place would be incredibly effective.

In her previous life, as a military wife, Wen Xin had also learned self-defense techniques from Gu Xiuping. Later, as she got older, she practiced Tai Chi with a group of aunties. Picking it up again now wasn’t difficult.

She decided to take action. Wen Xin began practicing her moves by the well. She started with Tai Chi. As she practiced, she entered a profound and mysterious state. When she finally came to her senses, she had no idea how much time had passed. Her stomach was growling with hunger, and she was incredibly thirsty. She walked over to the well and scooped up some water to drink.

The moment the water touched her lips, Wen Xin’s eyes lit up. The water was unbelievably delicious—sweet and refreshing, with an abundance of spiritual energy. Just one sip was enough to surpass six months of cultivation she had done in the water before.

As a little Koi fish who had never seen much of the world in this age of the fading Dharma, Wen Xin almost wanted to stay in this space forever.

However, that wasn’t possible. Every life she lived was a form of worldly cultivation. In her previous life, she had entered the world, gained many insights, and her mindset had greatly transformed. Therefore, Wen Xin treasured this opportunity to live again.

Wen Xin once again touched the birthmark that had appeared on her hand. In the blink of an eye, Wen Xin found herself standing in the forest where she had vanished the night before.

She was overjoyed. Grabbing the small bundle, she moved swiftly through the mountain paths. After a night of cultivation, Wen Xin’s steps were light and nimble. Even running along the mountain trails, she felt as if she were walking on flat ground.

After running for a while, Wen Xin felt completely at ease. She came across a wild peach tree. Placing her bundle under the tree, she climbed up and picked the largest and ripest peach, wiping off the fuzz from the skin and taking a bite. It was crunchy and sweet, absolutely delicious.

In just a few bites, Wen Xin finished one peach and picked four or five more. The wild peaches weren’t very big, the largest about the size of a rose apple. After eating five peaches, her hunger had eased.

Wen Xin climbed down from the tree, and instead of tossing away the peach pits, she placed them into her small space.

Now that she had something in her stomach, Wen Xin didn’t rush to descend the mountain. She leisurely wandered around, and by noon, under the full sunlight, she found a wild ginseng.

She shaped some leaves into a spoon and used it to scoop some water from the well in her space, watering the ginseng. Wen Xin patiently waited, and before long, the quality of the ginseng began to change. When it stopped growing, its fragrance and appearance were far superior to what they had been before.

Wen Xin carefully dug up the ginseng, wrapped it in leaves, and placed it in her backpack.

She continued to wander the mountain and, using the same method, cultivated two spiritual fungi.

With the three valuable herbs in hand, Wen Xin began her descent. Like the Original Owner, she was heading to the Provincial Capital, but unlike the Original Owner, Wen Xin planned to sell these rare herbs. She would buy a small hill on the outskirts of the city, plant flowers, vegetables, and herbs. Wasn’t that better than working for someone else?

As for getting revenge on Su Quihe, living better than her was the greatest revenge. The misfortune curse she had cast before leaving would certainly make Su Quihe’s life difficult. And without the jade pendant, Su Quihe, now without her golden finger, was probably on the verge of losing her mind.

As Wen Xin had imagined, Su Quihe was indeed about to go mad. It was unimaginable how confused she was when she woke up in the morning and found the pendant missing. She initially thought she must have lost it while sleeping. She turned her bed upside down and searched everywhere, but still, there was no sign of the pendant.

Su Quihe began to suspect that her pendant had been stolen. She thought back to who had entered her room the previous day, and the only person who could have done so was Mother Zhou. Su Quihe tested Mother Zhou by casually mentioning the pendant, and when she mentioned it was missing, Mother Zhou showed no sign of guilt or concern.

Su Quihe was furious, her mind racing.

Where could the pendant have gone? She wondered if the pendant might have ended up on Wen Xin. The thought made her restless, and without another moment’s hesitation, she quickly left for Wen Xin’s house. The Wen Family was a mess at the moment.

Wen Xin had run away. Wen Chengzhi was trembling with anger, shouting loudly in the house: “If she has the guts to run away, then she’d better not come back! Didn’t I arrange a marriage for her because I cared for her? What man, with good conditions, would want a woman who’s been rejected once? Huh?!”

Standing at the entrance to the Wen Family, Su Quihe listened to Wen Chengzhi’s furious shouts, her body growing cold, her limbs numb.

How could Wen Xin run away? How dare she? Wasn’t she the one who always cared so much about the useless Wen Family? Didn’t she always try to pull these good-for-nothing people up, even if Wen Chengzhi treated her horribly for being a girl? No matter how many times he harmed her, she always treated him the same.

Why was she running now?!

Though He Xiunian didn’t match Su Quihe’s aesthetic, he was still just as handsome as the idols online. How could Wen Xin not like him? Was she too proud to associate with someone like He Xiunian, thinking he was beneath her?

How could Wen Xin be so ungrateful?!

After her rage subsided, Su Quihe remembered the pendant that had disappeared with Wen Xin. Her anger flared again, her lips trembling with hatred. She entered the Wen Family’s house: “Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen, I heard that Xiao Xin ran away from home. Oh no, with the world being so chaotic, a girl like her is in so much danger out there! You should call the police right away! She’s so beautiful, what if someone kidnaps her?”

Su Quihe’s words struck a chord with Wen Chengzhi. Yes, Wen Xin was so beautiful. For that face, he couldn’t just let her be taken by someone else. He had raised her for so many years; it would be a huge loss if he didn’t get a dowry in return.

No, she had to be found. Wen Chengzhi stormed out of the house, heading for the village chief’s house. Soon, a loudspeaker at the village’s electrical pole blared across the village. The village’s young men gathered at the threshing ground in the center of the village, and under the village chief’s direction, they set off to search for Wen Xin.

Su Quihe stood outside the Zhou Family’s house, watching as people from the village streamed out. She smiled.

She was certain she would find Wen Xin. Once she did, the pendant would be hers again. And then, she would make sure to keep Wen Xin by her side, forcing her to endlessly produce spiritual water for her.