Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

Wang Jinglin saw his wife getting angry. He wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Rong Xuefeng growled at him.

"Don’t speak. If she doesn’t acknowledge us, there’s no need for us to insist on acknowledging her."

"She did say one thing right, she is already eighteen years old and an adult, and she can be responsible for her own actions."

Wang Jinglin glanced at his wife and then looked towards Rong Yan.

He saw her expression was cold, her eyes distant.

Clearly, this was a girl with a strong will, who had her own opinions.

The decisions she made were not easily changed.

So, she really didn’t plan on acknowledging them.

However, as her biological father, he still wanted to make one more effort.

"If we are willing to let Weiwei return to her own biological parents, would you be willing to come home with us..."

Before Rong Yan could answer, Rong Xuefeng interrupted with a harsh tone, "Wang Jinglin, if you dare to send Weiwei away, then I will divorce you."

Upon hearing his wife’s words, Wang Jinglin’s face turned exceedingly ugly.

"Xuefeng..."

His voice carried a hint of helplessness and irritation.

"She is our own daughter."

"Was it us who didn’t want her? Is her heart so narrow that she can’t make room for an innocent peer? They could have gotten along just fine. Regardless, I don’t care, if you send Weiwei away, I firmly disagree. After all, she has called you ’Dad’ for eighteen years, how could you be so heartless?"

"This isn’t forcing her to her death?"

That last sentence made Wang Jinglin shut his mouth, the father-daughter affection of eighteen years was indeed very deep.

He turned to look at the daughter related to him by blood, meeting her indifferent gaze.

He was at a loss for words.

After a silence, he pulled out a stack of money from his pocket, "Since you don’t want to come with us, then it’s up to you, but take this one thousand yuan."

Fang Hui, who had been present but silent, couldn’t help but speak up.

"You had this money ready... Did you come prepared with a backup plan?"

Her question made Wang Jinglin’s face flash with embarrassment, "I, I didn’t..."

His defense was weak.

Rong Yan didn’t care about the money. She said, "I will not take this money. We will act as if we have no relation, so you don’t need to offer me this money."

"Director Zheng, do we still need to go through any procedures? If not, then I’ll leave."

Director Zheng looked at her with a complicated gaze.

If she were a minor, then she would definitely have had to go with her biological parents.

But she was already an adult, so she could decide where she wanted to stay.

"Wait a moment, you still need to sign here."

Rong Yan nodded, "Okay."

Director Zheng took out the case file, opened it, and pointed to the bottom right corner. "Sign here and then stamp your fingerprint, and that will be enough."

Rong Yan did as instructed.

"All set, then I’ll be off now."

She hadn’t yet moved into the apartment her teacher had rented for her.

She planned to move there after these two left the town.

To avoid the annoyance of them finding her.

"Okay." Director Zheng didn’t want to persuade further.

Mainly because the attitude of this couple was not right.

If she really went back with them, who knew what might happen? It was better to let Rong Yan decide for herself. Anyway, relying on the girl’s intelligence, she wouldn’t let herself have too hard a time.

Her grades were good, and this time she was bound to achieve good results.

The future was bright.

"Perhaps it’s a good thing not to acknowledge it."

Of course, these were words he could not say.

"Goodbye, Director Zheng! Goodbye, Police Officer Fang!" Rong Yan said and then headed for the exit.

As for that couple, she didn’t even spare them an extra glance.

When she left, the couple’s faces looked very bad.

"Director Zheng, is there nothing further concerning us? If not, we will be leaving as well."

Originally, Wang Jinglin had thought about meeting with the couple, but now he was in no mood at all.

"You guys will have to wait a little longer before you can leave. There are some things we need to clarify... Anyway, the process must be followed. Also, regarding the daughter you’ve raised... If you intend to continue raising her, then you must negotiate with Rong Shuiniu and his wife."

At these words, Rong Xuefeng could hardly restrain herself, "Why should we have to negotiate with them? Isn’t it all because of their selfishness... that we’ve ended up like this?"

If it weren’t for the switch at birth, where would all these problems be coming from?

Her own daughter turned out this way... it all related to family education.

So naturally, she had some resentment towards that couple.

Director Zheng: "It’s the legal procedure. If you don’t wish to meet them, then we will definitely have to get in touch with Wang Wei."

Upon hearing that he would contact Weiwei, the couple’s expressions changed instantly.

"...We’ll go." Rong Xuefeng said through clenched teeth. "Can we meet them now?"

"Of course," Director Zheng turned to Fang Hui, "please arrange it."

Fang Hui nodded, "Please follow me!"

Li Cuixia had been interrogated and had confessed, but had not been sentenced, so she was still detained at their police station.

Onto the next, the couple followed...

As Rong Yan left the police station, she looked up at the sky.

Her mood couldn’t be described as good, nor could it be described as bad.

This wasn’t for herself, but for that dissipated, pitiful girl.

She let out a long sigh of turbid breath, cast those people out of her mind, for they were not worth her concern.

The most important thing now was to make money.

She needed to save up tuition before school started, as well as earn some living expenses.

The eight hundred yuan donated by the police station was certainly not enough for her needs.

But what could she do right now to earn money quickly?

Rong Yan pondered as she walked out, and before she knew it, she was on the main street.

Just then, someone ran into her by accident.

With a clatter, a piece of porcelain dropped to the ground and shattered immediately.

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"Aiya, my antique," lamented the man’s pained voice as it rang out.

He then squatted down to pick up the shards.

Rong Yan saw him like this, and the corners of her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. Was this a scam, trying to bump porcelain with her?

The man was still wailing, "My three thousand yuan! Gone, the three thousand is gone..."

Rong Yan didn’t feel like staying around, especially since it wasn’t her who had bumped into him.

So, she lifted her foot to leave.

However, she didn’t manage to walk away.

The man, seeing her trying to leave, reached out and grabbed her sleeve.

"You can’t go..."

Rong Yan’s face turned dark. Was he really trying to scam her?

Trying to extort money from her?

Sneering, "Was it I who bumped into you?"

It was only then that the man paid attention to her appearance and was stunned by her beauty for a moment.

"...If you had not been in the way, would this have shattered? I paid three thousand yuan for this, and I won’t ask you for much, just half."