The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Whole Family Likes Men, Except Me (1)

When Xu Yangyang opened her eyes, she stared into the pitch-black darkness, falling into a daze.

Am I blind?

“She loved him, but he loved him.”

“Under family pressure, he could only compromise and endure. With suppressed restraint, he had no choice but to accept the blind date arranged by his parents to meet that elite returnee woman—highly skilled and with an excellent resume.”

Xu Yangyang furrowed her brows in confusion as she skimmed the text that had automatically popped up in her mind. Instinctively, she raised a hand to rub her temples. Her head felt itchy, like it was about to grow a brain.

“Yangting, don’t leave me. Listen to my explanation.”

A voice sounded from outside—one that Xu Yangyang found somewhat familiar. “I only went on the blind date to appease my parents, to give them a peace of mind.”

“I have no intention of abandoning you to get married and have children. My love has always been you, and only you…”

Her body tensed immediately. Xu Yangyang sat up straight as a reflex, but her head hit a hard object with a loud thud.

She froze instantly. Maintaining an awkward posture, she quietly listened to the man’s pleading as he drew closer: “Yangting, don’t be angry anymore. Today, I’ll let you do whatever you want with me, okay?”

The end of his sentence carried a hint of shyness and playfulness. Clearly, his show of weakness had successfully pleased the person named Yangting.

Before long, Xu Yangyang heard the wet sounds of the two of them kissing, along with the sound of clothes being ruthlessly torn apart.

The commotion nearby soon made her heart race. Xu Yangyang hugged her legs, her mind calm and devoid of any stray thoughts or fluctuations.

She was wondering why her head was completely empty—why she had no memories at all.

“Ding—”

[Congratulations, Host, on binding with the Villain Reformation System. I am your reformation guide, System 0357.]

Following the voice of the system named 0357, a vast wave of unfamiliar memories surged into Xu Yangyang’s mind. After quickly absorbing them, she finally understood. It turned out the man speaking just now was her biological elder brother, Meng Zhichuan.

Meng Zhichuan was the pearl of the family’s eye, the darling of their parents.

From childhood to adulthood, Meng Zhichuan got whatever he wanted. He was completely different from the owner of this body, Meng Fei.

If Meng Fei was the real-life version of a high-society Cinderella, then Meng Zhichuan was the “Chosen One” protagonist, blessed with luck and a halo. He had a happy family, doting parents, and a “low-class” younger sister who seemed to exist solely to serve as his foil.

Meng Zhichuan had excellent grades and had been a star at school since he was young. Cold, handsome, and standing 1.8 meters tall with a lean figure, he had captured the hearts of countless female students.

However, this idol-like “School Grass” actually liked men—just like his female pursuers.

Xu Yangyang’s expression was subtle. Even so, she didn’t forget to catch the key point: “Where are my own memories, 0357? I’m not Meng Fei. My name is Xu Yangyang.”

“You are a world-destroying Great Villain. To maintain the normal operation of the worlds, the Main System has sealed your memories and thrown you into three thousand small worlds for reformation.”

“In this world, you are an ‘honest’ person. You can only speak the truth; you cannot lie.”

“Once you successfully complete the reformation tasks and accumulate enough system points, you will be able to recover your memories and return to your original world.”

The System’s cold, mechanical voice made Xu Yangyang’s heart feel warm; she blushed with excitement on the spot.

Coincidentally, the sticky couple outside had finished their business. They pulled up their pants and left the room, hugging each other in a lingering embrace. Xu Yangyang reached out, poking around until she successfully pushed open a door to the left, revealing a piercing light.

This was a bedroom.

Directly in front was a 1.8-meter-wide bed. The headboard was to her right, and on the other side was a desk… no, “dressing table” was a more fitting description.

Blinded by the sharp light, Xu Yangyang subconsciously squinted. She stared unblinkingly at the luxurious, expensive furniture and the giant, sparkling chandelier above.

After gaining a preliminary understanding of the Meng family’s wealth, Xu Yangyang stealthily crawled out of the wardrobe.

She didn’t forget to turn back and neatly arrange the clothes she had wrinkled, erasing all traces of her presence. Hiding by the door, she waited until she was sure Meng Zhichuan and Fang Yangting had completely disappeared before quickly darting out of the room.

Following her memory, Xu Yangyang went to the first basement level.

This was Meng Fei’s room.

It was about ten square meters, had no windows, and felt oppressive and dim. Everything was piled together; there wasn’t a single storage cabinet. She didn’t look like the eldest miss of the prestigious Meng family; she looked like a servant’s daughter.

Xu Yangyang was filled with doubt. Was the original host really the biological daughter of Meng Rudeng and Zhang Yulan?

Sensing her suspicion, 0357 appeared and gave a firm answer: “It is true that Meng Fei is their biological daughter. It’s just that when she was born, the family business ran into massive trouble. They had to leave her to be raised by her grandparents in the countryside, only bringing her back when she reached adulthood. Therefore, their feelings for her are very cold.”

Meng Zhichuan was different.

When Zhang Yulan was pregnant with him, she was already a sought-after socialite. When she gave birth to a son—the precious grandson of the Meng family who would carry on the lineage—her status skyrocketed. Moreover, after his birth, former rivals began to show favor, turning their hostility into friendship.

Thus, Zhang Yulan was convinced that Meng Zhichuan was her lucky star, while she despised Meng Fei, finding it irritating to even look at her.

Whenever she saw Meng Fei, she couldn’t help but remember the hard days of accompanying her husband to beg people for investments. She had been treated with coldness and humiliation—not like a high-class lady, but like a dog that could be bullied at will.

Xu Yangyang left the basement; even a homeless person would despise such a place. Since the original host had no standing in this house, Xu Yangyang had to find a way to break the situation quickly.

As she walked, she was suddenly called out by Zhang Yulan: “Where are you going?”

“Zhichuan’s blind date is about to arrive. Why are you still dressed like this? Are you trying to make your brother lose face in front of outsiders on purpose?”

Xu Yangyang stopped and turned to look at the exquisitely maintained Zhang Yulan. Though she was in her fifties, she still looked young and charming, appearing as if she were in her early thirties.

“What are you looking at? Go change your clothes immediately.” Zhang Yulan’s annoyed, furrowed brow broke her elegant aura, adding a hint of malice. “If you mess up your brother’s date, I’ll hold you responsible!”

“Understood.”

Xu Yangyang complied. After taking two steps, she turned back, looking at Zhang Yulan timidly with a face full of cowardice and confusion: “Oh, Mother, just now when I went to bring clothes to Brother, I saw him leading another ‘Brother’ into his room.”

Zhang Yulan’s heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling.

“Brother and that other ‘Brother’ stayed inside for over half an hour before coming out. Huh? Why aren’t they downstairs? Mother, have you seen them?”

Xu Yangyang’s innocent tone left no room for suspicion. Naturally, Zhang Yulan didn’t doubt her words.

Zhang Yulan looked dazed, her lips moving as she muttered to herself: “No wonder…”

She had felt her son was acting strange lately, but she couldn’t pinpoint why. However, her strong female intuition told her she had to arrange a blind date for him as soon as possible, get him engaged, and then married until he produced a precious grandson.

She had sifted through hundreds of socialites before finally finding the perfect candidate for a daughter-in-law.

Jiang Ni was the only daughter and the apple of the Jiang family’s eye. Not only was she beautiful and tall, but most importantly, she was a few years older than Meng Zhichuan—mature and tolerant. She could take over the role of caring for him. Though the Jiang family was slightly less wealthy than the Mengs, Zhang Yulan didn’t mind given Jiang Ni’s virtues.

Tonight was Jiang Ni’s first visit. Zhang Yulan would not allow any accidents. Thus, she glared fiercely at Xu Yangyang. “You are not to mention this to anyone else, do you understand? Or I’ll have your skin!”

Xu Yangyang continued to act timid and useless. “I understand, Mother.”

Satisfied, Zhang Yulan let her go.

As she watched the thin, small figure disappear, Zhang Yulan suppressed her anxiety and quickly gave orders to the nannies. Today was the official meeting; they had to show the Meng family’s sincerity. Especially since something had happened on Meng Zhichuan’s end, she felt she had to secure this excellent and gentle woman, Jiang Ni. If she missed this chance, there wouldn’t be another.

Xu Yangyang changed her clothes.

A simple black hoodie and matching black sweatpants. The oversized fit made her look even smaller and thinner, like a pitiful child who hadn’t eaten enough during a famine. The original host’s face was excessively thin, showing no resemblance to the beauty of her mother or brother.

On that sallow, thin face, only her eyes were bright and firm—like the most dazzling obsidian. One glance was enough to make it impossible to look away.

Xu Yangyang pinched her face, dissatisfied. Go big or go home. A plan instantly formed in her mind.

Meng Rudeng hadn’t arrived home yet. Meng Zhichuan and Fang Yangting had left and hadn’t returned. Zhang Yulan was in the kitchen supervising dinner. So, when Jiang Ni rang the doorbell, the person who went to receive her was Xu Yangyang.

Xu Yangyang’s thin legs ran fast. In the blink of an eye, she reached the front door and pulled it open.

She was breathing slightly hard, and her pale cheeks flushed with an unnatural red from the exertion, making those dark, grape-like eyes even more soul-stirring.

Xu Yangyang pretended not to see the flash of amazement in Jiang Ni’s eyes and enthusiastically extended her slender right hand: “Sister Jiang Ni, hello.”

“My name is Meng Fei. I am the only person in this family who likes women.”

0357 was shocked: “?!”