The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: The Whole Family Likes Men, Except Me (21)

Xu Yangyang nearly doubled over laughing when she learned about the latest developments at the Meng house. She propped her chin up, beaming. “Finally, after being here so long, something truly worth celebrating has happened.”

0357: “Host, don’t celebrate too early…”

Before the words even left the system’s “mouth,” Xu Yangyang received several transfer notifications. She picked up her phone and gave it a cursory glance. The sender was Zhang Yulan, and the amount was roughly a “small goal” (100 million).

After sending the money to compensate for her inner guilt, Zhang Yulan left a message for Xu Yangyang on WeChat: “Take this pocket money for now. Mom is going to be busy with some private matters lately. I’ll come find you once I’m done.”

By “private matters,” she meant transferring more assets under her name to Xu Yangyang, lest Meng Rudeng and Meng Zhichuan start getting ideas. Zhang Yulan truly loathed those two now and didn’t want to leave them a single shred of hope or luck. Besides, she had endless resources; giving a portion to Xu Yangyang would invisibly bolster the girl’s confidence, ensuring she wouldn’t be like her former self—insecure and compromising without a bottom line in a relationship.

As for Meng Zhichuan? He wasn’t even in her consideration. A breed that would be praised for merely managing to pee straight, Zhang Yulan didn’t believe he could ever be insecure; overconfident was more like it.

Xu Yangyang was a bit surprised. For the formerly son-favoring Zhang Yulan to be so generous… it was a sign of progress. In the past, this would have been impossible. She leaned back in her chair, squinting slightly. “Amazing, 0357. How did you know something good was about to happen?”

0357’s eyelid (if it had one) twitched. The host clearly couldn’t distinguish between a compliment and sarcasm—it had been being snarky. Forget it; Xu Yangyang was eccentric. Better to stop provoking her and just focus on being her “reformation guide,” even if that reformation seemed utterly useless so far.

The parents’ divorce made Xu Yangyang the biggest beneficiary, and Meng Zhichuan’s eyes turned red with envy when he found out. But Xu Yangyang didn’t give him a chance to cause her trouble. She dispatched Xiao Lan again, and Meng Zhichuan’s attention was instantly diverted, turning his spearhead back toward Meng Rudeng.

Regardless of how thrilling or melodramatic that love triangle became, Xu Yangyang continued her work. The collaboration with Jiang Ni was nearing its end and finally concluded successfully on a cloudless, sunny day. To thank the employees of both companies for their hard work, Xu Yangyang and Jiang Ni organized a celebration banquet.

At the appointed time, team members from both companies arrived. With work finished and hefty bonuses received, everyone was relaxed and cheerful. Since neither Jiang Ni nor Xu Yangyang were big on formalities, the feast began as soon as everyone arrived.

That said, the usual opening procedures had to be followed. Speeches were made, toasts were raised, and amidst the clinking of glasses, the scene was one of perfect harmony.

Infected by the mood, Xu Yangyang’s spirits soared. She smiled and accepted toasts from the staff one by one, which made Jiang Ni worry. “Your tolerance is low; drink less.”

Xu Yangyang was surprised. “How do you know my tolerance is low?” Since arriving in this world, she hadn’t touched a drop. She leaned in toward Jiang Ni, her voice low yet teasing. “Sister, are you secretly investigating me?”

Jiang Ni instinctively stepped back, her expression perfectly masked. “No,” she said. “But I heard Aunt Yulan describe the… scene after you accidentally got drunk once.”

Presumably, it wasn’t very pretty, so Jiang Ni didn’t elaborate.

Xu Yangyang felt a bit disappointed but was a good listener. She stopped downing drinks blindly. Consequently, everyone noticed that the “honest” General Manager from moments ago had suddenly become quite crafty. She would make a grand show of taking a huge gulp, while the alcohol cascaded down from her chin like a waterfall.

Su Rui, in a moment of mental “short-circuit,” silently held up a cup to catch the spill. My goodness, she didn’t drink a single drop!

Yet Xu Yangyang didn’t notice Su Rui’s little move. She raised her empty glass and announced, “No, you can’t toast me anymore. I’ve had too much tonight; my head is really spinning!”

Everyone: “…”

Maybe look down at the glass in Su Rui’s hand before you say that?

Seeing the strange reactions of the crowd, Xu Yangyang shifted her gaze and naturally saw what Su Rui was doing. Without a hint of panic, she pushed the cup back. “Xiao Su, keep this glass for yourself. I can’t take any more.”

“General Manager, this is your—”

Under Xu Yangyang’s pointed look, Su Rui swallowed her words. As expected of the General Manager. Not only quick to adapt, but steady as an old dog—not a shred of guilt or panic. Su Rui looked at her with adoration, her deer-like eyes bright and round.

Xu Yangyang was long used to this. The “White Lotus” female lead’s past environment was too simple; encountering someone like Xu Yangyang—beautiful, unscrupulous, yet charismatic—made it easy for her to be led astray… or rather, attracted. Xu Yangyang glanced sideways and smiled at Su Rui. Su Rui’s gaze brightened further, her eyes glued to Xu Yangyang.

Jiang Ni quietly observed the intimate interaction, feeling an empty spot in her heart—as if she were being ignored or abandoned. A sour feeling of jealousy intensified as Xu Yangyang wobbled away to talk to others. Amidst the laughter and noise, Jiang Ni sat still, feeling as though she were the only person left in a lonely world. On the surface, she was in harmony with everyone, but she felt a sense of unreality.

She couldn’t quite describe these emotions, but her eyes wouldn’t stop following Xu Yangyang. She realized she probably liked her—no, she definitely liked her. The shameful thoughts, the desires growing in the dark, and the things that made her feel “despicable” made it impossible to deny herself any longer.

Jiang Ni drank cup after cup, unaware of the crimson flush rising on her cheeks.

Noticing 0357’s reminder, Xu Yangyang looked back and decisively abandoned her act with the staff. She walked back, feeling a bit light-headed herself, and instructed Su Rui: “Keep an eye on things here. I’m taking her back to the hotel.”

Su Rui’s tolerance was freakishly high; this “drizzle” of alcohol was nothing to her. She patted her chest. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure everyone is settled tonight. No accidents.”

Xu Yangyang smiled. “Good. Have Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhang help you.”

Su Rui nodded repeatedly, obediently helping Xu Yangyang support Jiang Ni and seeing them into a car. As the car drove away, Su Rui felt a strange sense of loss, as if something “eventful” was definitely going to happen tonight.

The hotel wasn’t far—a ten-minute drive. Though drunk, Jiang Ni was mostly well-behaved, doing exactly as Xu Yangyang said. After successfully checking in, Xu Yangyang led her to the room.

Thump. Jiang Ni sat directly onto the sofa. Her tall frame was half-sunken in the shadows, her sharp, exquisite features looking particularly deep in this light. There was a faint shimmer of moisture in her eyes, and her upturned eyeliner looked both sharp and affectionate.

Right now, Jiang Ni was staring at Xu Yangyang. She watched unblinkingly as Xu Yangyang walked into the bathroom and turned on the tap to wash her hands. Her eyelashes blinked in confusion; her alcohol-soaked brain didn’t allow for deep thinking.

After a short silence, she also stood up. Her long legs brought her to Xu Yangyang in a few steps. She reached out her hands—slender, white, and perfectly proportioned like works of art. Jiang Ni’s voice was low, with a hint of a nasal, raspy tone. “I want it too. You help me wash.”