After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 9

Zhang Yuán was utterly shaken internally: Sh*t, the little white flower is too good! This method, this face—no wonder the President is completely smitten!

Ji Ruyue nodded indifferently. “Then Jǐnghóng Fāng it is. I live there often, and it’s close to the company.”

No matter what the heroine does, the plot will always proceed step by step. Breaking the cycle from small places makes it easier to tear apart this vicious circle.

Song Xingzi, mimicking the shy look the original host had when the male lead agreed to her, lightly smiled and nodded.

“Zhang Yuán, take Uncle Lín and Song Xingzi out. Do what you need to do.” With that, Ji Ruyue closed her eyes, leaned against the bed rail, half-lying on the hospital bed, her pale face showing a passive weariness.

Zhang Yuán felt a pang in his heart. He softly agreed and led the gentle Lín Shū and the still-stunned Song Xingzi out to the company.

Zhang Yuán instructed his subordinates to settle Song Xingzi’s luggage. Lín Shū and Song Xingzi discussed her thoughts on the future and other information.

Lín Shū finished reading the file on Song Xingzi provided by Zhang Yuán and said gently, “Song Xingzi, I’ll call you Xīngzi, alright?”

The information Zhang Yuán provided was very detailed. It included Song Xingzi’s recent works and their reception, as well as her personal hobbies, her educational history, and even her dropping out and entering the industry to earn money for her father’s treatment. Song Xingzi was truly an eighteen-line small celebrity before, the type that ran background roles in various theaters. Her most substantial role was a villainous second female lead in a low-budget web drama.

She had been shivering in the cold for three and a half years since entering the industry, constantly failing miserably to the point where her own father wouldn’t recognize her. Why would Young Miss Ji go to such great lengths to sign an artist like this? If it’s about looks, Song Xingzi is indeed beautiful enough to overshadow the moon and shame the flowers, a crown jewel in the realm of pure beauties, but the entertainment industry has no shortage of pretty faces. So, what is so special about her?

Lín Shū vaguely felt that something was amiss, but without seeing her work, he couldn’t pass judgment.

Song Xingzi, immersed in her feelings of gratitude toward the kind and beautiful Second Female Lead, remained distracted. She blinked. “Ah? Of course, Uncle Lín, you can call me whatever you like.”

“I heard Xīngzi’s idol is Gǔ Yǔ and that you want to become a powerful actress like her. Does Xīngzi have any specific plans for her future development?” Having not managed a newcomer for a long time, Lín Shū cautiously inquired about Song Xingzi’s intentions.

No, that’s nonsense! Who told you that? I don’t, I’m not, I have absolutely no interest in becoming a leading actress! I just want to open a stir-fried nuts shop.

Song Xingzi imitated the original host and timidly nodded. “No. I don’t know yet what I… what I am suitable for.”

Lín Shū’s smile froze. No wonder she hasn’t become famous with a face like that. It seems she truly knows nothing about the entertainment industry. “Then, what areas is Xīngzi good at?”

I am! I’m good at so much! Cooking, reading novels, memorizing books, stir-frying pine nuts, planting trees, hunting…

Song Xingzi thought of the survival skills she had accumulated over her several hundred years as a demon and screamed internally. However, recalling the scant descriptions of the heroine’s career path in the novel, she reluctantly nodded. “I… I can’t act. I can cry.”

Lín Shū: “…Xīngzi is too humble. How about this: you go back first. I’ll watch your previous works and then formulate a development plan for you, alright?”

That would be great! The heroine didn’t seem to have acted in many plays before meeting the male lead, and her skill level was limited. Maybe this person will be so disappointed with me after watching that he’ll complain to the Second Female Lead that he can’t manage me. Then, won’t I be able to reasonably follow my own path?

Song Xingzi grew happier the more she thought about it. She nodded cheerfully, adding before she left, “I… I can’t act. Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Lín.”

Lín Shū: “…” This is different from the file!

“Xīngzi is too polite. This is what I should do.”

“Oh, and I will contact the company’s relevant departments regarding the contract termination. Xīngzi, remember to clear out unrelated information on your Weibo when you get back.”

“Okay, thank you, Uncle Lín.” Song Xingzi was extremely well-behaved. She turned and went back to the villa to pack her things.

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Bodyguard Li successfully carried out the order to bring Sòng Xuélín to the Ji Corporation’s Hospital. Sòng Xuélín, who had successfully checked into three hospitals in two days, felt that he hadn’t experienced so much in his entire life.

The middle-aged man, long ravaged by cancer and undergoing repeated surgeries and chemotherapy, was pale, his cheeks sunken. He was confusedly led to the VIP ward, where he lay weakly on the soft, fluffy bed, his eyes vacant.

These fierce-looking people said they were sent by his daughter’s boss and that coming here was a company benefit. But I know my daughter. Xīngxing has always been soft-hearted, weak, and easily bullied. She said she was going to earn big money to treat my illness, jumping into the entertainment industry with her eyes closed. This… Where did she find such a good boss! She didn’t do anything foolish, did she?

Sòng Xuélín grew increasingly alarmed. He struggled to get up. “Let me out! I won’t… I won’t stay in the hospital! I won’t get treatment! I need to find my daughter!”

“Song Xingzi is at the company, Uncle. Please calm down,” Ji Ruyue, having learned that the heroine’s father had arrived, dragged her heavy, weak body to visit. She happened to arrive as Sòng Xuélín, worried about his daughter, was causing a scene, demanding discharge.

“You… you are?” Sòng Xuélín asked hesitantly. This person looks very young and pretty. Could she be Xīngxing’s friend from acting?

Ji Ruyue was extremely fatigued. Repeatedly changing two plot points, although she was used to the pain of her soul tearing apart, she still felt a deep sense of weakness. Sitting down on a nearby armchair, she spoke slowly: “I am Song Xingzi’s friend, and also her boss.”

If this world were viewed as an absurd comedy, then Li Yeběi, Song Xingzi, Liǔ Bái, and Ji Ruyue were the main characters on the stage, eternally entangled with each other. As the father of the two main female leads, Liǔ Bái and Song Xingzi, Sòng Xuélín could also be considered an important supporting character.

Ji Ruyue narrowed her eyes. Sòng Xuélín was Song Xingzi’s weakness. In every life, she would drop out of school because of him, step into the entertainment industry, be threatened, and then compromise…

But it doesn’t matter. I will keep everything under my control.

“B-Boss?” Sòng Xuélín said hesitantly. This boss is too young and a girl. So Xīngxing hasn’t suffered any grievances!

“Mhm.”

Ji Ruyue’s neck was still covered in red marks, which were intensely painful rubbing against the collar of the hospital gown. After explaining clearly to prevent the heroine’s father from mistaking her for someone like Li Yeběi, she didn’t want to say more. “Please focus on recovering. Song Xingzi will come to see you when she is free.”

Sòng Xuélín still wanted to ask more questions, but Ji Ruyue’s obvious fatigue and her air of nobility made him feel both reluctant and afraid to speak further. He felt grateful in his heart that Xīngxing had finally met a good person and gotten lucky, a mix of happiness and self-reproach.

Bodyguard Li was also a man of few words. The three sat in silence for a while until Ji Ruyue returned to her ward.

“Miss, I apologize. I failed to bring Mr. Sòng back in time today.” Lǐ Biāo, a giant man of 1.9 meters, straightened his face and bowed ninety degrees apologetically to Ji Ruyue.

I am the Miss’s personal bodyguard. The Miss chose me, an injured veteran, and gave me a generous salary and a comfortable environment, but I keep failing to carry out the Miss’s instructions and completely fail to perform the basic duties of a bodyguard. This is terrible!

Ji Ruyue was somewhat surprised. She generally didn’t pay attention to unimportant people around her. To prevent the scenario where she would be disgusted by a past betrayer but unable to resolve the situation, she would replace everyone around her after each rebirth. After all, changes to minor characters around the Second Female Lead didn’t significantly affect the plot’s development. At most, it would hurt for two days and pass, without even causing her to spit blood.

In this lifetime, the heroine has gone off-track. Will the minor cannon fodder characters also change?

But Lǐ Biāo had always been honest and unobtrusive. Perhaps this was simply his nature. Before anything happened, he wasn’t a vital concern.

Ji Ruyue sat on the bed and wearily waved her hand. “It has nothing to do with you. Li Yeběi’s men are just more experienced.”

Lǐ Biāo’s body bent down further. The Miss is kind-hearted and doesn’t care, but I cannot let myself be complacent. “I apologize, Miss! I promise this will never happen again!”

You promise? I can’t even promise. Who can? This distorted world is inherently illogical. Ji Ruyue laughed inwardly, feeling even more suppressed. She waved him out and lay flat on the bed, utterly disinterested.

The sun shone brightly outside the window. The evergreen pine trees were still a vibrant green, which, along with the crisp bird song, showcased the world’s vitality.

But who would have thought that this was nothing more than an absurd and boring drama, with an invisible giant hand manipulating everyone behind the scenes? She was trapped within it, unable to live, unable to die, life after life, unable to find release.

The only demon who knew the truth of the world had no idea that the bright and bold “good person” Second Female Lead in her heart was actually filled with exhaustion, pain, and disgust. She had just finished directing the maid to arrange the original host’s belongings and had also looked through some photos, notebooks, and diaries left behind by the original host. Now, she was lying on the bed, holding her newly purchased phone, downloading Weibo, and preparing to obediently delete the original host’s Weibo posts.

Wait a minute, I don’t know Song Xingzi’s password! I don’t know any of her social media accounts or bank cards! I transmigrated as a soul and have no memories! Why did I agree so quickly? Wait, I don’t even know Song Xingzi’s Weibo account.

Song Xingzi, who was about to open Weibo and obediently clear all posts with one click, froze. She knows nothing. How is she supposed to do this?

Reset the password? But I don’t even know the account! Not to mention, what number did Song M (masochist) bind to it? Isn’t this too difficult for me, little Sōngzi?

Song Xingzi sat blankly on the bed. The string of events hit her hard, leaving her deeply frustrated. She had inexplicably transmigrated right after entering the human world. The first day she was drugged. The second day she was pursued and vaguely signed a contract…

Too many things happened too quickly. She hadn’t really recovered, always feeling like it was a dream, always thinking that one day she would wake up and be back. She could then anger Uncle Ox again, she could flirt in Brother Dream Mò’s arms again, and she could cook chicken soup for her beloved Fox Sister again…

But it was this small matter of not knowing the original host’s password and account that suddenly made her realize the truth: everything was real. She was no longer the carefree little squirrel on Qīngqiū Mountain, only thinking about exploring the human world. She had transmigrated into the novel, become a person, completely and utterly, become someone else!

The tip of Song Xingzi’s nose stung. She sniffled, trying hard not to let the tears fall from her moist eyes, and muttered to herself, “Sōngzi, don’t be sad! This is a good thing! Uncle Ox can’t control you anymore! The Second Female Lead is so kind, giving you money and a nest. You need to cheer up, repay her kindness properly, and take good care of her! Wuwuwu, I can’t. Sōngzi can’t control it. Sōngzi is sad. Sōngzi wants to cry. Wuwuwu…”

Song Xingzi buried her head in the quilt and cried loudly. The soundproof room blocked her heart-wrenching sobs within the spacious room, and the world outside remained peaceful.