After the little cannon fodder was reborn, he chose the villain childhood sweetheart

Jiang Wan thought about it all night but still couldn't come up with an accurate result.

Logically speaking, now that she has transmigrated into a book and become a cannon fodder who dies a tragic death, she should stay away from Xie Lan, the murderer.

But Jiang Wan felt that although Xie Lan was a major villain in the later period, he had no hostility towards Jiang Wan now!

On the contrary, Jiang Wan’s two cousins, Jiang Lian’er and Jiang Yan’er, the scumbag Zhang Caijin, and the male protagonist of the original book who appeared later, these four people are the ones she should avoid.

Jiang Lian'er is the heroine of the original book. She has the aura of the heroine given by the author and has extremely good luck. Anyone who goes against her will be in trouble, and it is easy for her to punish anyone she wants.

As a result, Jiang Lian'er has a very high status in the Jiang family. Even the old lady of the Jiang family loves Jiang Lian'er the most.

On the other hand, Jiang Wan, despite her exceptionally beautiful appearance, was labeled as indecent and a vixen because she was too beautiful.

In addition, the original owner was simple-minded and reckless, making him the least popular person in the Jiang family.

Jiang Wan thought of how the original owner had been treated at home in the past, and felt that it would be better not to stay in this home.

Xie Lan is a good villain, but he has not yet turned evil.

If she fulfilled her engagement and married Xie Lan, treated his younger siblings well, and didn't cause any trouble, she would surely not end up dying tragically in the wilderness.

Besides, Xie Lan's luck is pretty good, and she can compete with the male and female protagonists in the later period. In addition, when she read the original book, she didn't like the male and female protagonists very much.

It's not impossible for her to develop in a sneaky way by relying on Xie Lan as her thigh.

Jiang Wangang had just made up his mind when there was a knock on the door.

"Wan'er, are you awake yet?"

"get up."

Jiang Wan didn't just get up, but hadn't slept all night.

She got up and went to open the door, but her steps still felt a little weak.

"father?"

Jiang Weiran's face entered Jiang Wan's sight.

"Wan'er." Jiang Weiran hurried forward to support her, "Wan'er, look who's here."

Jiang Weiran said this and turned his head behind him.

Jiang Wan's gaze followed the direction he turned.

When I saw this, I was stunned.

The person in front of him was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, about 1.8 meters tall, with jet-black hair tied up high behind his head and a face as cold as frost.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs and a cold demeanor.

Jiang Wan recognized the man's identity at a glance.

He is Xie Lan.

In the original owner's memory, there was the appearance of Xie Lan, but the image in the memory was completely different from the impact of seeing the real person with one's own eyes.

Although Xie Lan in front of him was wearing clothes made of rough cloth and had patches, he had a strong aura. Wherever he stood, he did not look like a peasant but rather like a general going to war.

The main reason was that Xie Lan stood very straight, and looked at people with a faint scrutiny in his eyes, which made people feel fear involuntarily.

No wonder the original owner didn’t like Xie Lan’s type. Just looking at Xie Lan gave her an invisible pressure.

The original owner was spoiled by her parents, so how could she be interested in a man with a strong aura like Xie Lan?

"……Hello."

Jiang Wan held it in for a while before finally uttering these two words.

Xie Lan frowned slightly.

Jiang Weiran said happily: "Wan'er, Lan'er knew you woke up yesterday, so she went to the mountains this morning to hunt a pheasant for you to nourish your body. Look how fat this pheasant is!"

Jiang Weiran picked up the pheasant at his feet and showed it to Jiang Wan.

Jiang looked at him and nodded to Xie Lan, "Thank you."

The wrinkles between Xie Lan's brows deepened.

"It should."

Xie Lan's voice was slightly hoarse, like the rustling sound of sharpening a weapon on a grindstone.

Jiang Weiran was so happy that her eyes curved when she saw that Jiang Wan, for the first time, did not say anything bad to Xie Lan.

"Isn't it the way it should be? Wan'er and Lan'er will be married in three days. Then you will be husband and wife. What's the point of saying thank you between husband and wife?"

Jiang Wan quickly interrupted and blocked his father's mouth, "Dad, Xie... Lan... Brother came here so early in the morning. Hasn't he had breakfast yet? Hurry up and invite him in to have a meal."

Jiang Weiran slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory. Lan'er, come with me into the house. I'm going to cook."

Xie Lan glanced at Jiang Wan and said to Jiang Weiran, "No need, uncle. Xiao Jing and Xue Ling are still waiting for me at home."

"Oh, yes, yes, the two children are still at home."

Jiang Weiran said regretfully, "Next time you come, you must eat at your uncle's house. Look how much food you have sent over the past few days."

Xie Lan nodded, "Okay."

After Xie Lan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Jiang Weiran looked at his back and said with emotion: "Lan'er is filial and sensible. Daddy thinks that you will have a man like this to protect you in the future. After Daddy dies, he can tell your mother with peace of mind."

Jiang Wan was slightly embarrassed, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Dad, I'm going to make you some chicken soup."

Jiang Weiran thought his daughter was shy, so he happily went to the kitchen to clean the pheasant.

Jiang Wan went back to bed. Her body was still a little weak, so she needed to rest more and replenish her nutrition.

The chicken that Xie Lan brought to the door came at the perfect time.

Jiang Wan thought of Xie Lan's cold face and felt that although this man looked a little sour, he was still a good person.

He often sent things to the original owner and his father, sometimes food, sometimes tonics. He was much better than Zhang Caijin, the scumbag who only borrowed and never returned.

Jiang Wan was trying hard to recall the original owner's memory, wanting to see how much money and property Zhang Caijin had cheated from the original owner, when she heard a quarrel outside the house.

Jiang Wan stood up and opened the door. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Yan'er with her hands on her waist, arrogantly shouting at her father: "Give me the pheasant soup!"

Jiang Weiran tried to explain: "Yan'er, this is what Wan'er's fiancé sent to her to replenish her body. I can't give it to you."

"What right does that idiot Jiang Wan have to eat wild chicken? It's just a cut on her head, is there any need to make such a fuss? Be careful or I'll tell grandma on you, saying that Jiang Wan is pretending to be sick and letting grandma deal with her! Get out of my way!"

Jiang Yan'er stared at the pheasant soup in the kitchen, her eyes turning green with greed.

"No, I can't give it to you." Jiang Weiran still insisted.

Jiang Yan'er's patience was exhausted, and she didn't care that Jiang Weiran was her elder, and pushed Jiang Weiran aside with both hands.

Jiang Weiran was thin, and Jiang Yan'er was a little fatter than him, so she was naturally stronger. He was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground. His head hit the door frame, not only breaking his skin, but also bleeding immediately.

Jiang Wan's brows narrowed, and he picked up the thick wooden stick that was used to hold the door shut.

"Jiang Yan'er!"

Jiang Wangao shouted loudly, and Jiang Yaner turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a thick stick coming towards her.

"what--"

Jiang Yaner screamed in fright.

Jiang Wan hit Jiang Yaner's arm with the stick directly. Not satisfied with just one hit, he then swung the stick hard at her back.

“Ah! Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! Jiang Wan, you little bitch! Stop it now!”

Jiang Yan'er couldn't dodge in time and ran while shouting.

Unfortunately, Jiang Wan ignored her and just kept slapping her up and down with a cold face.

Wherever Jiang Yan'er ran, she would chase her with a stick in hand.

Until a majestic and hoarse voice sounded: "Stop!"