Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Is a Sweetheart-Chapter 207: Extra Story 1 of the Vicious Supporting Female Character in the Internet Celebrity

What if, after rejecting Fu Yan, Jiang Yan couldn't leave successfully?

Suddenly learning that she didn't have to leave and could continue living in this world, Jiang Yan momentarily lost her sense of direction. It was as if someone long confined had regained freedom, yet found themselves at a loss in the face of the wind and liberty.

Coincidentally, her livestreaming career had hit a plateau, but with some savings in hand, Jiang Yan decided to travel abroad.

As soon as her documents were processed, Jiang Yan packed her bags and boarded a flight to Canada.

Since she didn't know what to do for the time being, she thought, "Let me give myself some time to find out."

When Fu Yan went to her rental apartment again, it was already empty. The elderly landlady, hard of hearing, didn't quite catch Fu Yan's questions. She just leaned on her cane, tirelessly telling him, "Gone, that young lady is gone, gone far away..."

Fu Yan bid a wistful farewell to the landlady and returned to his car. He took out his phone and checked the livestreaming app—sure enough, there hadn't been a stream for a long time.

She had told her fans: "I'm going abroad for a trip."

Those fans, always ready with witty comments, had piled up many layers of messages:

[Help! I've got a strange illness. If I can't see my wife, my heart aches terribly. Only if my wife comes to kiss me will I feel better!]

[Don't wait anymore, everyone. My wife is coming to my house to marry me.]

[Don't spread rumors, it's illegal. Such casual fabrications are very unfriendly to the streamer if spread around. Yan Yan just got angry and almost kicked me out of bed.]

[Cool.]

[Beautiful wife, how can I live without you!]

[To the one above who said 'beautiful wife,' a reminder that you forgot to switch to your alt account, game streamer Ji Tiantian...]

[Oh crap! That's the real person above!]

[It's verified! Oh my God!]

[I won't switch accounts. I want to use my real identity to attract my wife's attention!]

[Hahaha, you're killing me.]

[Alert! Chairman Fu will arrive on the battlefield in five seconds!]

...The comments were in cheerful chaos, full of laughter and jokes.

The words on the screen seemed strangely searing. Fu Yan turned off his phone.

Except for him, no one knew that Lin Jiang Yan might never come back.

Before getting into his car, he took one last look at the building next to the utility pole.

The grayish-white walls, with their low purity, were unremarkable among the cluster of buildings. Only a tree in front of the building stood out, its deep green leaves swaying in the wind, very noticeable.

Just like her, who lived in this place. Ordinary qualities, inexplicably eye-catching and attractive. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Fu Yan drove with the car top open, the wind rushing against his face, blowing away his sigh: "It's a pity that fairies have short lives, unable to have even a brief romance with him."

Fu Yan remained in low spirits for quite some time, lacking enthusiasm for everything, until his fun-loving mother called and asked if he wanted to visit her in Canada.

Fu Yan, eager to shake off the dejected mood of first love and immediate heartbreak, agreed to his mother's surprise.

After divorcing Fu Yan's father, his mother never returned to the country, enjoying life to the fullest in Canada. Occasionally remembering she had a son, she would send over a large sum of money—she came from a wealthy family with abundant assets.

She lacked maternal instinct and was quite irresponsible, but Fu Yan had adapted well to this relationship, enjoying the freedom of not being constrained.

...

Jiang Yan rented a house on an unremarkable street in the city, in a small building on a maple-lined street.

Jiang Yan adapted well to unfamiliar environments, quickly becoming acquainted with nearby neighbors and familiarizing herself with where to buy flowers and where to eat.

Occasionally, she thought about livestreaming, but quickly pushed the idea aside, wanting to steal a bit more time for laziness.