I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

Duan Cheng has always been a master of peacemaking and a friend of women in the Duan family, so the important task of welcoming the new mother naturally fell on his shoulders.

Although Duan Chengfang always liked beauties, this job was not a good one. He walked into the courtyard with a sigh, waved his hand, and dismissed all the makeshift troupe that Duan Hongji had spent a lot of money to arrange.

The makeshift crew didn't look happy, after all, they had been waiting diligently for four or five hours. Fortunately, the housekeeper smoothed things over in time, telling them that their wages would be paid as usual and that they would also receive a heatstroke subsidy, which made everyone leave with satisfaction.

Only the servants who were in charge of scattering the flower petals came over with sad faces and asked, "Second Master, what should we do with these flowers?"

Duan Chengfang looked at it and suddenly laughed: "Put it on the ground first and go do your own thing. Someone will come to clean it up later."

The servant responded, and left happily, happy that he didn't have to deal with the mess.

Duan Chengfang stood in the courtyard, looking at the Jiang family's luxury car at the door from a distance, wondering how to welcome this "mother".

He was a playboy by nature, and he had been surrounded by women since he was a teenager. Duan Chengfang was the best at dealing with women. So after just a moment of thought, he smiled with confidence.

Duan Chengfang adjusted his expression, walked to the Jiang family's luxury car, and waved to the driver.

The driver tactfully rolled down the window.

Duan Chengfang walked to the car window without even looking at the back seat, his face showing an expression that was a mixture of "worry" and "apology".

The driver was a little confused and a little angry. After all, he came so early in the morning.

Duan Chengfang politely apologized to the driver: "I'm so sorry, Uncle Hu. I kept you waiting for so long."

The driver of the Jiang family didn't expect that the son of the Duan family actually knew his last name. His anger was suppressed halfway: "It's okay, it's okay. You, you..."

"No, no," Duan Cheng raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work."

After saying this, he lowered his voice again, maintaining a volume that seemed to not attract attention, but was just loud enough for the people in the back seat to hear: "My father was too happy today, and as a result, his blood pressure is a little high..."

"What?" Driver Hu was startled, and immediately understood what he meant. "Well, well, well..."

Duan Chengfang shook his head: "It's nothing serious. I took the medicine in time, but I still can't get out of bed."

Driver Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good." If anything happened to Duan Hongji, Miss Jiang would have to be returned, and his job as a driver would be over.

There was a "click" sound coming from the back seat, as if something fell on the car floor.

Duan Chengfang pretended not to hear, sighed, and looked very regretful.

"My father refused to ask the family doctor to come and see him on his wedding day, saying that he was afraid of ruining his and Miss Jiang's good fortune. Look, he just woke up, and the first thing he said was that he wanted me to come out and pick up Miss Jiang, and he also wanted me to apologize to Miss Jiang."

Before driver Hu could say anything, Duan Chengfang said, "It's a pity that my father had prepared such a wonderful welcome ceremony. Because of his illness, the whole family was in a state of panic for the whole morning. The band left because they were tired of waiting, and the flowers wilted... Oh, if my father knew that his hard work over the past few days had turned out like this, I don't know how sad he would be."

Driver Hu didn't know what to say. The second young master Duan had said so much, could he still blame the Duan family for being negligent? Moreover, the Jiang family was the beneficiary of this marriage.

Driver Hu turned his head and looked at the back seat: "Miss..."

After a long while, a cold female voice came from the back seat: "Uncle Hu, you go back first."

"Hey, Miss?" Driver Hu was stunned.

The owner of the voice said nothing more. With a slight sound, the rear door opened.

A playful smile flashed across Duan Cheng's eyes.

As the car door opened, the first thing that came into view was a pair of natural jade feet. The silver high heels were like a touch of flowing moonlight, floating under her feet.

Duan Chengfang's eyes flashed with amazement. He loved to appreciate and play with women, and just by looking at these feet, he knew that the woman in the car was a rare and top-notch one.

What a pity, this is his stepmother.

Although Duan Chengfang is a playboy, he always knows his limits and never gets involved with women who might bring him trouble.

The woman in the car also got out of the car in an extremely graceful manner. She was the typical daughter of a noble family, with luxurious clothes and delicious food. Her every move was carefully crafted, which was very different from the nouveau riche family like the Duan family.

The woman got out, followed by a young maid.

The maid skillfully opened a parasol over Miss Jiang's head to prevent the sun from burning her delicate and fair skin.

After seeing Miss Jiang's full appearance, Duan Chengfang's three points of surprise and two points of curiosity quickly disappeared.

He hated this kind of spoiled young lady the most. She was very troublesome. She looked well-educated and well-mannered, but in fact she was old-fashioned and boring, as if she was cut from the same mold.

Indeed, Miss Jiang's appearance was outstanding. She had a graceful figure, a waist so slender that it was hard to hold one hand, a face that was very beautiful, and a natural charm. But her expression was indifferent, and she looked like a flower blooming on the top of a mountain, cold and noble.

Duan Chengfang had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.

Unfortunately, he has a psychological trauma towards this type of woman.

Before Duan Hongji became rich, he went to a big boss's house to solicit investment. The big boss had a daughter who was about the same age as Duan Chengfang. In order to please the big boss, Duan Hongji brought Duan Chengfang with him and asked him to play with the little girl.

Duan Chengfang could no longer remember the name of the big boss and the little girl's appearance. After all, he was only eight years old at that time. But he still remembered the feeling of powerlessness he had at that time, the little girl who was cold as ice, very elegant and noble at a young age, and very difficult to please. He remembered himself trying his best to please the little girl.

Duan Hongji was very happy that the investment was finally obtained. Without telling Duan Jizhi and Duan Ye, he took Duan Chengfang to have a meal at KFC alone.

In those days, KFC was still a rarity. But Duan Chengfang had long forgotten its taste. He only remembered that he seemed to have a hard time eating it... and it seemed that he shed tears.

Duan Chengfang did not blame Duan Hongji.

He just never ate KFC again after that.

Struggling out of his memories, Duan Chengfang was calm. With the most respectful and proper smile, like a real stepson, he said to Miss Jiang: "I'm so sorry, Miss Jiang. Let me take you in."

Jiang Huiyi glanced at her "stepson" indifferently, without answering, but winked at the maid beside her. Then she raised her chin slightly and walked into the gate of the Duan family like a noble swan.

The maid followed closely behind.

Duan Chengfang touched his nose, feeling a little helpless.

He didn't understand how the old man fell in love with this young lady and loved her so much that he even forgot his stingy nature.

What do you want from her? Because she needs a servant to hold an umbrella for her when she has to walk a few steps? Because her family is poor? Or because she looks down on people?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Duan Chengfang still followed her and secretly observed Miss Jiang's expression.

Sure enough, after seeing the flowers wilting all over the ground in the yard, Miss Jiang frowned, but then her expression eased a lot.

Duan Chengfang secretly laughed in his heart.

When Miss Jiang entered the room, Duan Chengfang took a quick look and saw that the eldest brother Duan was not there. He must have gone upstairs to see his father. Only the third brother, who was so tactless, was still lying on the sofa playing games.

Duan Chengfang glared at Duan Ye fiercely, "Just play, play, play, all you know is play! Our mother is here!"

As if sensing Duan Chengfang's gaze, Duan Ye looked up, threw his phone away, and stood up: "So fast? Second brother, you..."

Duan Ye has always been a man with a big head and a small gut. Duan Chengfang was afraid that he would reveal the truth, so he interrupted him and said to Jiang Huiyi, "Miss Jiang, my father is upstairs, but——"

Duan Chengfang lowered his voice: "Father has always been strong-willed. I'm afraid he doesn't want you to see him like this."

Jiang Huiyi froze for a moment and pursed her lips.

Although his father told Jiang Huiyi to wait on the first floor, Duan Chengfang couldn't really let Miss Jiang sit in the living room on the first floor and watch Duan Ye play games - Duan Ye's brain was like a cotton wool, and he had to inform Duan Ye in advance.

So Duan Chengfang said in a gentle voice: "You have been waiting for a whole morning, Miss Jiang, you have worked hard. There are many rooms on the second floor. Why don't I take you upstairs and you can rest first?"

"No need," Jiang Huiyi replied coldly, "I can go up by myself."

As she spoke, she walked up to the second floor with graceful swan steps, like a queen inspecting the castle.

After finally seeing off the giant Buddha, Duan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly walked over to Duan Ye, and punched him lightly.

"You're not careful with your mouth!"

"Why are you hitting me?" Duan Ye curled his lips and didn't care. "How did you trick her in?"

Duan Hongji was eager to marry her, but when she came to his door, Duan Hongji actually left her outside the door for several hours.

From the wedding incident, it can be seen that Miss Jiang is a proud and opinionated person. Being treated so lightly, Duan Chengfang actually coaxed her in with just a few words?

He really deserves to be his second brother who has been through many flowers.

Duan Chengfang explained this to Duan Ye, and reminded him not to let anything slip.

“Hahahahahahahaha…” Duan Ye laughed wildly, “You are just robbing Peter to pay Paul! He was tricked into coming in, but in Miss Jiang’s mind, the old man has now become a weak, easily excited and sensitive patient with high blood pressure!”

Duan Cheng took a sip of tea slowly and said, "So what?"

"Will the old man beat you to death? He is obviously in good health. But with the way you put it, he looks like an old man. How could Miss Jiang be interested in him?" Duan Ye laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

"Miss Jiang didn't like him in the first place." Duan Chengfang put down his teacup and glanced at Duan Ye. "You don't think Jiang Huiyi married in because of love, do you?"

Duan Ye paused for a moment: "That's not the case..."

Duan Chengfang narrowed his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were charming and brilliant: "Third brother, third brother, today I will teach you some tricks to chase women."

"Don't take advantage of your age." Although he said this, Duan Ye still pricked up his ears honestly.

Duan Chengfang smiled like a peach blossom: "Jiang Huiyi married into the Jiang family. In her mind, this is sacrificing herself for the sake of the family."

"She can tolerate our father being an old man with high blood pressure - in that case, in her heart, I'm afraid she will feel that the greater her sacrifice, the more tragic it is."

"But she could never tolerate the indifference and neglect of the person she was prepared to 'sacrifice' and 'commit herself' to."

At the gate, if Duan Hongji said that he was unable to pick up Jiang Huiyi due to illness, Miss Jiang might be disgusted, but it would not affect this transactional marriage.

If I tell you directly... that Duan Hongji just overslept and let you go in directly, a woman as proud as Jiang Huiyi would probably feel humiliated and turn around and leave without caring.

Duan Chengfang felt that he had contributed to his father's love journey, and concluded with great satisfaction:

"Want to deceive a woman? You must first make her feel that she is special to you."

"You are amazing, you show-off second brother!" Duan Ye widened his eyes and exclaimed that he has been single since birth!

"Get lost." Duan Cheng cursed with a laugh, then said seriously, "Third brother, did you see the look on Jiang Huiyi's face just now? What do you think our father likes about her?"

"I don't know." Duan Ye shook his head like a rattle, "It can't be that he bought it to show off like those antiques."

Duan Chengfang was so angry at the nonsense that he laughed. Just as he was about to scold him, he suddenly heard Duan Ye shout, "Old man!"

Huh? Duan Chengfang turned around and saw, as expected, their father, Duan Hongji, the head of the Duan family, was walking down from upstairs.

Just as Duan Chengfang was about to get up to greet him, he saw another familiar figure appear behind Duan Hongji.

He is their elder brother, Duan Jizhi.

For some reason, Duan Jizhi's steps seemed a little weak, as if they were floating on the ground.

Duan Jizhi's face was also very ugly. He usually did not show his emotions, but he had never shown such a look of absent-mindedness on his face.

Duan Chengfang felt strange, but he still stood up and called out, "Dad!"

The word "Dad" seemed to frighten Duan Jizhi. He subconsciously startled and his feet felt empty, so he actually slipped down the stairs!

Seeing him sliding from behind Duan Hongji to in front of Duan Hongji, suddenly, a strong and warm hand grabbed Duan Jizhi's arm and saved him from falling in time!

That hand was so powerful that Duan Ji subconsciously looked at the owner of the hand and met a pair of warm and smiling eyes.

"Father!"

Duan Hongji smiled and said, "Why are you so careless?"