After Knowing the Plot, I Ended Up with the Female Supporting Character - Chapter 2

In the days that followed, Ye Chuxia diligently attended her classes and continued her tutoring as usual, though she couldn’t help but feel somewhat distracted.

After all, holding a gold mine in her hands yet lacking the means to excavate it was truly vexing.

Leaving her student’s home, Ye Chuxia couldn’t help but sigh, a wave of frustration washing over her.

She realized she truly wasn’t cut out for business. A seasoned entrepreneur would have already devised a plan to exploit the plot for personal gain, wouldn’t they?

As she pondered this, Ye Chuxia suddenly heard an urgent meow. Turning toward the sound, she saw a round, orange ball of fluff hurtling toward her. Unable to stop in time, it tumbled right into her feet.

Ye Chuxia: “…………”

“Meow?”

The round, chubby orange cat looked up at Ye Chuxia, its meow softening instantly, as if it had recognized its long-time caretaker. With its tail held high, it began circling her legs repeatedly.

Having been “cat-fished” yet again, Ye Chuxia remained remarkably calm.

She had a natural affinity for cats—no, perhaps that wasn’t quite right. It wasn’t just cats; all animals seemed drawn to her. She wondered if this was a common trait among “white lotus” heroines.

However, this friendliness had its limits. At best, stray cats would stop running when they saw her, tolerate brief contact, and allow her to pet them once they confirmed she meant no harm. But if she dared touch their bellies, they would scratch her without hesitation.

Domestic cats were generally more affectionate, letting her hold them and purring contentedly when she stroked them. But a cat as proactive as this chubby orange one was rare.

Ye Chuxia concluded that the cat had either mistaken her for its owner or was simply naturally affectionate. Although the cat wore no collar, its well-groomed fur and plump physique clearly indicated it was a pampered house cat. No one would believe it was a stray.

More importantly, this ginger cat had strikingly blue eyes—a clear, pale blue that seemed to glow. With a hint of long-haired genes, its white bib was slightly fluffy, and white fur extended from its ears. As for its tail, it was excessively bushy, making it incredibly soft to pet from head to tail.

But its beauty wasn’t the only remarkable thing. Its voice was incredibly soft and sweet, almost childlike. Despite being a fully grown ginger cat, its meows were even more kittenish than a kitten’s.

A cat this exceptional, even if it had been abandoned, would likely be adopted within days of becoming a stray.

Even Ye Chuxia, who wasn’t particularly a cat person, couldn’t help but feel her heart soften toward this chubby ginger. She even endured the cat’s weight and pulled it into her arms.

“Meow~”

The chubby ginger showed no restraint whatsoever. As soon as Ye Chuxia held it, the cat eagerly licked her face. When she blocked its face with her hand, it immediately began licking her hand instead, tickling her intensely.

Perhaps because she wasn’t used to interacting with small animals, Ye Chuxia found its enthusiasm overwhelming, though not unpleasant. She thought to herself that if this cat were put online, it would instantly become a viral sensation.

After all, those blue eyes alone were enough to captivate anyone.

In Ye Chuxia’s limited memories of pet cats, she had only ever seen white cats with blue eyes. Among orange cats, she had never encountered one with blue eyes.

She remembered that kittens’ eyes were blue for the first month or two, a condition called “blue haze.” As the cats matured, this haze would fade. So, a cat like this orange one, with permanent blue eyes, must be exceptionally rare.

This unique trait alone would make it an instant Internet sensation. Wait a minute! Internet celebrity!

Ye Chuxia suddenly realized which industry she could enter.

Compared to other fields, the barrier to entry for becoming an Internet celebrity was undeniably low, especially for those whose pets’ value skyrocketed. The “cloud pet parents” who virtually raised these animals cared little about the owner’s appearance.

In the original work, the male lead had also dabbled in this industry. Although Internet celebrities were often associated with low-quality content, top-tier influencers could easily earn tens of millions of yuan annually—more than some mainstream celebrities.

Forgive Ye Chuxia’s naivety; she couldn’t fathom professions that earned tens of thousands of yuan per minute. To her, earning tens of millions a year was more than enough.

After all, the savings she had accumulated over the years amounted to barely tens of thousands of yuan—not even enough to buy a toilet in this city.

She wasn’t greedy; she’d be content if her quality of life could simply return to the level she enjoyed as a child.

The small company her father used to run probably couldn’t even net ten million yuan a year, even if that was a generous estimate.

Thinking this, Ye Chuxia’s eyes lit up. She picked up the Chubby Orange Cat and kissed it. “Is your named Zhaocai?”

The cat meowed in response.

Ye Chuxia had just said it casually, but the more she looked at the Chubby Orange Cat, the more it resembled a traditional Wealth Attractor figurine. She couldn’t help but entertain the idea of raising one herself. After all, the internet celebrity industry wasn’t yet fully developed, and entering the public eye with a cute pet wouldn’t be too competitive. Besides, she couldn’t possibly break into the industry through cosmetics or similar fields; she simply didn’t understand those things.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep this particular Chubby Orange Cat. It was clearly well-cared for and had an owner.

Ye Chuxia held the cat, checked her direction, and prepared to hand it over to the security guard. But she had barely taken a few steps when an urgent reprimand came from behind:

“Hey, up ahead! Where do you think you’re taking my Newton?!”

Ye Chuxia froze, not registering the words, only the voice.

You have to believe that some people’s voices in this world transcend mere “pleasantness.” They’re a heavenly melody that can become addictive, drawing people in with a single note.

Ye Chuxia had never realized she was a “vocal type” until now. Just hearing this voice made her throat tingle.

The voice wasn’t sweet or syrupy, nor was it coquettish or seductive. Instead, it carried a certain languor—not the lazy, lethargic kind, but a carefree, indifferent kind. It was as if the speaker had been born with everything and thus found nothing worth engaging with, unwilling to bother with the world around her. Even when urgently calling out to someone, her words felt deliberately drawn out, as if she were speaking half a beat behind the moment.

This made her voice instantly recognizable, strikingly unique.

Ye Chuxia narrowed her eyes slightly and turned to look. Only then did she realize that the speaker possessed a face every bit as striking as her voice. Her eyes, shaped like peach blossoms with upward-slanting corners, exuded an air of careless arrogance even when looking directly at someone. Below her right eye was a beauty mark, not the common dark brown but a vivid cinnabar red, making one wonder if she had painted it herself.

Yet her lips were strikingly pale, a faint cherry blossom pink with a barely perceptible sheen. This subtlety tempered the otherwise striking intensity of her eyes and brows, lending her an air of understated elegance.

Standing tall and wearing slender-heeled high-ankle boots, she towered over Ye Chuxia. When she approached, Ye Chuxia had to tilt her head back to meet her gaze.

Seemingly accustomed to being the center of attention, she paid no mind to Ye Chuxia’s scrutinizing gaze. Her eyes followed only the orange cat cradled in Ye Chuxia’s arms. As she stepped closer, she reached out as if to take the cat away.

Unfortunately, the Chubby Orange Cat had other plans. Clutching Ye Chuxia’s neck with its white paws, it let out an insistent mewl, clearly unwilling to be separated from her.

Ye Chuxia took a slight step back. “Excuse me, who are you?”

“The cat’s owner,” the woman replied, her expression darkening, her tone strained with barely contained anger.

Ye Chuxia recognized her. The woman had become a regular on the school forum since the first day of classes, indisputably ranked as the number one “campus beauty” by the gossipers. Rumor had it that her family was incredibly wealthy, and her own arrogant nature meant no man dared to pursue her—a true example of someone admired from afar but never approached.

Since they weren’t in the same department, Ye Chuxia’s knowledge of her was limited to the dormitory gossip shared among her roommates late at night. Yet, in another sense, she knew this woman intimately.

For in that prophetic dream that revealed her future fate, this woman was the venomous supporting character who haunted the entire narrative:

Yi Nanyan.

The memories from her dream unfolded like a silent black-and-white film, as if she were reviewing her life after death. Ye Chuxia didn’t immediately recognize Yi Nanyan. After all, in the latter part of the dream, she had been repeatedly flipping through a paper book. How could anyone identify someone based solely on an author’s dreamy descriptions, without even a photograph to guide them?

Moreover, the author had portrayed Yi Nanyan as a venomous supporting character, yet now that Ye Chuxia saw her in person, she felt the author’s description of her appearance was a malicious smear.

A sudden realization flashed through Ye Chuxia’s mind. Without time to dwell on it, she took a half-step back, as if doubting the truth of Yi Nanyan’s words. “Sorry,” she said, her voice tinged with suspicion, “but do you have any proof that this is your cat? It doesn’t seem to recognize you.”

Yi Nanyan’s expression darkened further. She glared at the Chubby Orange Cat before turning back to Ye Chuxia, as if eyeing an adulterous lover stealing time with her beloved. “This is Newton, the eldest of our triplet kittens born to our family’s divine cat. He has two younger siblings: the second is Mao Dun, and the third is Washington.”

In the original story, Yi Nanyan’s love for cats was mentioned, but their names were never revealed. Now, Ye Chuxia felt a mix of amusement and bewilderment.

The eldest a scientist, the second a literary figure, and the third a politician. These triplets are quite accomplished.

This woman had a real talent for naming things.

Ye Chuxia remembered that Yi Nanyan had a villa dedicated to her cats, home to about a dozen felines. She suddenly wondered what all their names were.

Yi Nanyan clearly saw nothing wrong with the names. She tilted her chin at Ye Chuxia. “I didn’t bring my phone with me. If you want to know if it’s one of my cats, you’ll have to come back with me and see.”

A flicker of surprise crossed Ye Chuxia’s eyes. In the original work, Yi Nanyan wouldn’t even take the male lead to her cat villa because two of her cats were extremely skittish and reacted badly to strangers. Someone who loved cats as much as she did would never disregard their feelings.

This made Ye Chuxia suddenly question the original plot.

Nevertheless, she nodded and agreed.

Yi Nanyan immediately took the lead.

Support After Knowing the Plot, I Ended Up with the Female Supporting Character