The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 22.2

Chapter 22.2: The Whole Family Likes Men, Except Me (22)

Xu Yangyang didn’t intend to exchange many words with Meng Zhichuan. Looking at his haggard, weary face, she decided to continue rubbing salt into his wounds. “Brother, you don’t look too well. Have you run into some trouble lately?”

“Do you need my help?”

Meng Zhichuan’s eyes darkened. Lately, he was indeed exhausted—mentally and physically—because of his two exes, but he had no intention of telling Xu Yangyang. “No need. I’m fine, just didn’t sleep well last night.”

“That’s good then.” Xu Yangyang turned to leave. “We are family; you must never struggle all by yourself. Family is your strongest support.”

Is it?

Meng Zhichuan watched her leave with cold eyes, his fists clenched. He hadn’t realized that his once timid and cowardly sister would grow into such a sinister and cunning person. He wanted to focus his energy on dealing with her, but Fang Tingyang and Xiao Lan… He sighed deeply. He simply couldn’t divide himself further.

Then there was that old man, Meng Rudeng, who insisted that Xiao Lan was a “confidant” he had met first at a club. He even prattled on about “first come, first served” and how a son should defer to his father.

Ptooey!

Meng Zhichuan wanted to spit in his face. Xiao Lan was clearly in love with him; the boy only left in sorrow because Meng Zhichuan was too busy with work to accompany him. His father should look in a mirror—he was in his fifties and still trying to graze on young grass. Even if Xiao Lan didn’t mind, Meng Zhichuan was disgusted for him.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He entered the meeting with a stomach full of fire, only to find that it was actually an impeachment meeting directed at him.

His sharp gaze shot straight at Xu Yangyang. It’s you!

Xu Yangyang didn’t hide herself. She gave him a very approachable, friendly smile and a polite nod.

The meeting proceeded. People claimed he was no longer fit to serve as CEO, citing those ridiculous rumors in the company. Everyone wore expressions of disgust, as if they were dealing with chronic nausea. The shareholder who had spread the rumors on Xu Yangyang’s orders felt a blockage in his chest—unable to spit it out or swallow it down. It felt terrible. A few shareholders cast meaningful, opportunistic glances at Meng Zhichuan.

Meng Zhichuan’s face turned completely black. If Zhang Yulan hadn’t been there, he would have cursed them all out and made a grand exit. But the company belonged to Zhang Yulan now, and she knew the truth inside out… After a struggle, he helplessly accepted reality.

It’s fine, it’s fine! He had held a high position for years; he had learned everything he needed to know. It wouldn’t be impossible to leave and start a new company as CEO. Heaven never closes all paths.

Things went much smoother than Xu Yangyang had imagined. Afterward, she sincerely thanked everyone present, especially Zhang Yulan. Zhang Yulan, flattered by the praise, didn’t hesitate to hand over full management of the company to her.

Meng Zhichuan watched Zhang Yulan coldly before standing up and leaving without a word. Zhang Yulan felt a flicker of guilt seeing him disappear like a dejected stray dog, but Xu Yangyang quickly interrupted her thoughts. “Mom, dinner together tonight?”

“Alright,” Zhang Yulan agreed. “What does Feifei want to eat? I’ll have the nanny prepare it in advance.”

After casually naming a few dishes and seeing Zhang Yulan off, Xu Yangyang ordered Su Rui with a faint smile, “Go and clear out Meng Zhichuan’s office.”

The victor is always at ease. Xu Yangyang’s voice was lazy and self-assured, sounding incredibly pleasant.

Su Rui stared at that face—skin as white as snow, a delicate nose, so dazzling it was hard to look away. She dazed for ten seconds before snapping back to reality. “Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.”

The moment Meng Zhichuan was swept out the door, 0357’s system panel went haywire:

[Detection: Plot line deviation. Plot collapse degree: 160%… 188%… 205%… 280%!]

[Warning! Unknown changes in the plot! Host, please correct the plot immediately! Complete the mission! Avoid punishment!]

0357 looked at its panel, then at Xu Yangyang, who looked like a “dead pig unafraid of boiling water.” It felt its hope for a permanent promotion vanish. It experienced a rare human emotion: despair. Total loss of hope.

D*mmit, I’m just an underage intern system! This world is too cruel!

Xu Yangyang enjoyed the fruits of her victory and didn’t forget to give Su Rui a promotion. Su Rui’s “luck aura” was nearly invincible and had provided powerful assistance in taking down Meng Zhichuan. After a bit of thought, she promoted Su Rui to Project Manager.

Whether it was because the plot had collapsed so ridiculously or something else, Su Rui’s clumsy, trouble-prone nature had clearly changed. As long as she wasn’t too careless, she could basically satisfy Xu Yangyang’s standards. Consequently, the other team members’ attitudes toward Su Rui improved, and realizing her “koi fish” (lucky) constitution, they scrambled to get on her good side.

Su Rui herself hadn’t noticed this yet. Regarding her promotion, she was moved to tears. She hid and cried for a long time before coming to thank Xu Yangyang with swollen eyes.

Xu Yangyang chuckled. “You earned it.”

If Su Rui were truly like the heroines in the novels 0357 had shown her—useless, trouble-prone, and with a bad attitude—she would have been kicked out of the company along with Meng Zhichuan.

“CEO Meng, you are so kind.” Su Rui didn’t realize she had saved herself; she was just overwhelmed with gratitude. From the time she interviewed at a hundred companies, her career had been rocky. Even after getting into the Meng Group based on her looks, she sat on the “cold bench” for two months before being assigned to Xu Yangyang. She would never forget those dark, confused days.

Thinking of the past, she started crying again, her eyes looking even more pitiable. Xu Yangyang felt a headache; she was terrible at comforting young girls. “Alright, stop crying,” she said, her voice a bit stiff. “On such a good day, don’t you want to take a beautiful photo to remember it?”

“I do,” Su Rui nodded quickly, then added cautiously, “I want to take it with you, CEO Meng.”

Xu Yangyang didn’t refuse. After taking the photo, Su Rui immediately posted it to her Moments: “Thank you, CEO Meng! Congratulations, CEO Meng! From now on, the clouds have cleared, and the future is a path of flowers!”

Because of work coordination, Jiang Ni had added Su Rui’s contact info long ago. Staring at the photo of Xu Yangyang and Su Rui, her heart felt sour. She didn’t even have a single selfie with Xu Yangyang yet… but Su Rui did. And she posted it publicly.

Jiang Ni’s eyes dimmed, but she adjusted her emotions quickly. It’s okay. She said she’d deal with our relationship after work was done. I just need to wait patiently.

Zhang Yulan prepared a lavish dinner—perhaps a bit too lavish. The tiny number of people made the spread look almost ridiculous. Zhang Yulan realized this and coughed to cover it up. “Feifei, eat your fill. Don’t be polite with Mom.”

She raised her glass. “Thank you, Mom,” Xu Yangyang clinked glasses. After a sip, she acted dejected. “If only Dad and Brother were here too…”

Infected by the mood, Zhang Yulan also wondered if things would be better if the family were still whole. But moments later, she frowned. She couldn’t forgive her ex-husband and son. She had sacrificed so much, only to be met with lies and betrayal.

She forced a smile. “Why mention them at such a happy time? Without us in the way, they’re probably happier. Anyway, don’t mention irrelevant people. Feifei, you’re in charge of the company now; you can’t be soft-hearted. You must be ruthless when necessary. Don’t let emotions sway you.”

Xu Yangyang obediently complied. “I know, Mom.”

Zhang Yulan was satisfied. This introverted daughter might not have great wisdom, but she was obedient and considerate—much better than Meng Zhichuan. In a brief moment of weighing options during the divorce, she had chosen her daughter. As women, they could empathize with each other; that was enough.

“Look, Mom’s promotion gift for you.” Zhang Yulan handed over a stack of contracts. She had transferred over half of her assets—commercial streets, office buildings, houses, cars—worth over a hundred billion. Even Zhang Yulan felt a bit of a sting at such a massive gift, but thinking of how jealous and furious Meng Rudeng and Meng Zhichuan would be, she felt strangely at peace. She felt a bit wicked, specifically going against her ex-husband and son.

Xu Yangyang flipped through the catalog. Although she expected generosity, this exceeded her predictions. Her smile became more genuine. “Thank you, Mom. You’re so good to me.” She ran over and massaged Zhang Yulan’s shoulders. “You’re the best person in the world.”

“Alright, eat quickly.” Zhang Yulan laughed, stopping her. “I have a date later.”

Seeing Zhang Yulan’s expression, it didn’t look like a romance. “My sisters and I are going to the mountains to see a meteor shower. If you hadn’t been promoted, they might not have let me go. You don’t have a date tonight, right? Rest early after you eat.”

Xu Yangyang did have to see Jiang Ni at the hotel, but there was no need to tell her mother.

After Zhang Yulan hurried out, Xu Yangyang tidied up and took a car to the hotel. In the elevator, she felt a rare nervousness. She reached the room and rang the bell.

The door opened. Jiang Ni was in cotton pajamas, her long hair draped over her shoulders. Snow-white skin and raven hair—at that moment, she possessed a breathtaking beauty.

“Have you had dinner?” Xu Yangyang asked.

“I have.” Jiang Ni’s day-long anxiety settled. She stepped aside to let Xu Yangyang in.

Xu Yangyang immediately faced a dilemma: how to explain last night? If it weren’t for the alcohol, she never would have dared to break the “window paper” between them. As memories surfaced, both of their ears turned red.

Xu Yangyang wanted to sit on the sofa, but the moment she moved, she remembered it was the “main battlefield” from last night and couldn’t bring herself to sit there. Jiang Ni caught her hesitation.

“Sit here?” She pointed to the bar counter. “What do you want to drink?”

“Anything… a soft drink,” Xu Yangyang added. She didn’t dare touch alcohol again.

Jiang Ni prepared a glass of sparkling water. They sat facing each other in an awkward, fermenting silence. After two sips, Xu Yangyang peeked at Jiang Ni, only to find Jiang Ni looking back. Under the milky white light, Jiang Ni’s hair was like silk.

“Congratulations,” Jiang Ni broke the silence. “I heard you’ve officially replaced Meng Zhichuan.” She remembered the “bean sprout” she first met—thin, sallow, and short. Today, the girl was radiant and exquisite.

Xu Yangyang smiled, realizing she couldn’t avoid the topic forever. She cleared her throat. “Sister, what is our relationship now?”

She asked so suddenly that Jiang Ni’s scalp felt tight and her fingers clenched. She looked at Xu Yangyang. On the surface, the girl looked calm, but her index finger tapping the table betrayed her. Jiang Ni couldn’t help but smile, her shyness fading. “At least not just simple friends. As far as I know, friends don’t act like we did after getting drunk.”

“True,” Xu Yangyang nodded, then decisively made the call: “Then from now on, we are lovers.”

Xu Yangyang was so blunt that shock flashed in Jiang Ni’s eyes.

“Sister, are you unwilling?” Xu Yangyang leaned in close. Her voice was soft and melodic, enough to make one’s bones melt. Jiang Ni’s mouth went dry, and she backed away slightly.

“…I am willing,” she whispered, her lowered lashes hiding the darkness in her eyes.

As Jiang Ni backed away, her hand was suddenly pressed down by a warm palm. She looked up just as Xu Yangyang leaned toward her. The reflection in her pupils expanded rapidly. Jiang Ni instinctively wanted to struggle but ultimately held still until those soft, sweet lips accurately covered hers.

“From now on, Sister is mine.”