After Knowing the Plot, I Ended Up with the Female Supporting Character - Chapter 4
When Ye Chuxia reached the dormitory, it was completely dark. But this was clearly only due to school regulations requiring lights out; even standing outside, she could hear the animated chatter inside.
The moment Ye Chuxia pushed open the door, the previously lively atmosphere instantly turned frosty, making her unwelcome presence palpable.
Unfazed, Ye Chuxia tossed the chocolate wrapper into the trash, grabbed her pajamas from the wardrobe, and headed for the bathroom to shower.
“Miss Ye certainly has a rich social life, returning so late every day!”
Such mild sarcasm barely registered to Ye Chuxia. She didn’t bother retorting, simply retreating into the bathroom with her pajamas.
Every CEO novel female protagonist seems to have toxic roommates, and Ye Chuxia knew this all too well.
Her roommates weren’t unfriendly because they’d heard rumors about her; they’d disliked her from the moment they first saw her.
One assumed she was a green tea girl based solely on her appearance. Another resented her for being liked by the person she secretly admired, convinced Ye Chuxia was the type to steal other people’s boyfriends. The third maintained a superficial facade of friendship, but secretly used anonymous accounts to spread rumors about her, always eager to be the first to smear her reputation.
Sometimes, Ye Chuxia wondered what kind of luck it took to end up with three such exceptional roommates.
Ye Chuxia turned on the showerhead in the bathroom. Even with the sound of the running water, she could hear the snide remarks coming from outside.
“Taking a shower right when she gets back? Who knows what she brought home with her? Ugh, I hope she doesn’t need to take medication after she’s done.”
“Who knows? Isn’t she the one who’s best at playing games with men?”
“Right? What was that she threw in the trash just now? I remember that brand of chocolate costs hundreds! Heh.”
Ye Chuxia listened as she lathered herself with shower gel. To be honest, her reputation’s extreme polarization was largely thanks to these three “good” roommates.
But it didn’t matter. Whether they liked her or not had never been important.
The mirror on the wall reflected her usual obedient expression, though it lacked the warmth she usually showed others. Ye Chuxia lowered her gaze, pondering—
How should I repay them this time?
Ye Chuxia never denied being petty. If they hadn’t said those things in her presence, she might have let it slide. But since they’d said it right to her face, did they really expect her to hold a grudge?
Of course, Ye Chuxia never openly revealed her hand. No matter how malicious her intentions, she didn’t want others to know. At least not like her three roommates, whose venomous tongues and cruel hearts were as obvious as their sharp words.
Ye Chuxia emerged from the bathroom, her sleep clothes on, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her mere presence acted like a walking sound absorber; wherever she went in the dormitory, silence followed. This suited her perfectly; she disliked noise.
She climbed into bed unhurriedly, opened her phone’s memo app, and mentally reviewed the day’s events, tapping her fingers lightly on the screen.
It was her habit to summarize the day’s gains and shortcomings before bed. This good habit, maintained for years, had benefited her greatly.
The Original Work never specified where Yi Nanyan’s cat-loving villa was located. Ye Chuxia hadn’t expected such a coincidence: it just happened to be in the villa district where she tutored.
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In the original story, the male lead was a stereotypical, overbearing tycoon, while the female lead was a formulaic, masochistic “dumb blonde.” As for Yi Nanyan, the venomous supporting character, Ye Chuxia found her even easier to manipulate than described in the book.
To be honest, Ye Chuxia was somewhat envious of such people. Their family wealth gave them the capital to act recklessly, allowing them to be utterly sincere in all their actions, without worrying about offending anyone.
Of course, envy was one thing, but letting it make her miserable was absolutely unacceptable.
From childhood, Ye Chuxia had eaten everything—except a loss.
Ye Chuxia always scoffed at the saying “enduring hardship brings its own rewards.” After all, everyone was just starting their first life as a human—why should she let others push her around and make her suffer?
Of course, her social status prevented her from openly expressing her displeasure like Yi Nanyan could. Instead, she adapted her tactics to the situation. With someone like Yi Nanyan, who appeared temperamental but was in reality nothing more than a big baby, Ye Chuxia didn’t even need passive-aggressive remarks to get her flustered. As for the dorm mates, who were vicious both in appearance and nature, Ye Chuxia simply let them tear each other apart.
Though Ye Chuxia was the dorm’s shared nemesis, their private relationships were complex. Each resented the others’ flaws. When Ye Chuxia was in a bad mood, she would sow discord among them, plunging the dorm into a cold war that lasted for days, with no one speaking to each other. This gave Ye Chuxia the peace and quiet she craved.
However, Ye Chuxia cared more about her own interests than tormenting others.
Yi Nanyan…
Ye Chuxia mentally chewed over the name.
Ever since meeting Yi Nanyan, a vague idea had been forming in her mind. But the chaotic environment at the time had prevented her from calmly analyzing it. Now, lying in bed, she finally grasped that fleeting insight.
As the male lead’s nominal childhood sweetheart and marriage partner, Yi Nanyan came from a family nearly as wealthy as his. More importantly, her family was much smaller, meaning that upon their parents’ passing, everything would belong solely to her.
For Ye Chuxia, whose moral standards were rather lax, if she were a man, she would undoubtedly scheme to become her son-in-law and inherit everything. After all, Yi Nanyan’s personality was easy to read, and coaxing her would be effortless.
However, her parents would never approve of such a shortcut to instant success. Despite being businesspeople, they were foolishly honest, clinging to the naive belief that people’s hearts never change. Yet they had given birth to her, a daughter with a heart as dark as pitch. As her grandmother often said, all the cunning in the Ye family had somehow concentrated in her alone.
Despite this, Ye Chuxia was willing to follow her parents’ teachings and force herself to be a decent person.
So, she had no intention of harming Yi Nanyan. She simply wanted to recruit her into her own camp and get her to invest in her ventures.
This type of “golden thigh”—someone who only throws money around without understanding the business—was beyond the cliché “naive with money.” Ye Chuxia thought Yi Nanyan was perfectly suited for the investor profession.
After all, a wealthy person who would give the female lead a hundred million just to make her leave the male lead was practically a walking ATM. Ye Chuxia couldn’t imagine finding anyone more suitable than Yi Nanyan.
Even being an Internet celebrity required money. At the very least, when being attacked or targeted by capital, you’d need funds to hire a PR team to clean up your image, right?
Moreover, Ye Chuxia didn’t want her future earnings to fall into the hands of people she found repulsive. In the original work, both the male leads repulsed Ye Chuxia, whereas the villainous female supporting character, Yi Nanyan, was surprisingly appealing to her.
After all, Yi Nanyan never actually did anything truly reprehensible. At most, she took the female lead to change into ill-fitting clothes after she was splattered with red wine at a dance, mocked her skimpy swimsuit as looking like she was selling herself, and after learning the male lead was keeping the female lead, invited her out and slapped a hundred million yuan check in her face.
Oh, right, what exactly did she say?
“You want money, don’t you? Here’s a hundred million. Leave Ming Yue. Money’s no issue for me. Who you’re with doesn’t matter. Just leave, and this amount will be deposited into your account every month.”
To be honest, if the plot couldn’t be altered, Ye Chuxia, caught up in the situation, wouldn’t have agreed to take Yi Nanyan’s one hundred million. She could afford to wait until the plot concluded, then gradually devour the Male Protagonist’s company piece by piece until it belonged entirely to her. Her appetite was voracious; she could handle it all.
Yi Nanyan’s actions, on the other hand, seemed naively misguided. She assumed the female protagonist was motivated solely by money and even secretly investigated how much the Male Protagonist provided her each month, then doubled that amount.
Perhaps she thought that if it was all about money, simply offering double would suffice.
But even as a sugar daddy, not just anyone could fill the role. Without physical intimacy, how could anyone guarantee that an uncontracted promise would be fulfilled on time?
True, physical relationships were also fragile—what if the other party lost interest and ended things? Still, they were more reliable than Yi Nanyan’s approach, weren’t they?
Unless Yi Nanyan was gay, in which case it might be worth considering. But her sexual orientation clearly aligned with most people’s; she would never have proposed this arrangement if it weren’t for the Male Protagonist.
As for this “vicious” female supporting character, her exit in the original work wasn’t due to the Yi Family’s bankruptcy at all. It was purely because the Male Protagonist accidentally injured her beloved cat, immediately landing him on her blacklist, never to be contacted again.
Clearly, in her heart, Yi Nanyan valued her cats more than any man.
Ye Chuxia admired this attitude; at least Yi Nanyan wouldn’t throw herself to the ground over a man. The only problem was that, despite her admiration, she didn’t even have Yi Nanyan’s contact information.
More importantly, while Yi Nanyan might not dislike her, there was no guarantee she’d like her. Approaching her directly to discuss collaboration would likely be ignored.
At that moment, Ye Chuxia regretted not having cultivated better friendships with women.
She had been born with a face that made it difficult to endear herself to other girls, so she’d only ever had a handful of female friends, and their relationships had always been lukewarm. Ye Chuxia herself felt she didn’t really need friends; one or two to maintain appearances were enough. She’d never put much effort into figuring out how to interact with girls her age, though she’d become an expert at irritating them.
Ye Chuxia sighed inwardly but wasn’t disheartened. There were always more solutions than problems; she’d surely come up with a legitimate way to approach Yi Nanyan.
After all, Yi Nanyan wasn’t particularly clever; she wouldn’t suspect that Ye Chuxia’s casual approach had ulterior motives.
After scribbling incomprehensible notes in her memo app, Ye Chuxia glanced at the family of four on her desktop wallpaper, their eyes curving into smiles.