The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: I’m Convinced After Being Severely Educated by My Rival (2)

As she spoke, she reached out to pinch Fu Ying’s soft cheek, but Fu Ying swatted her hand away with a look of disgust. “Don’t touch me!”

Fu Ying’s expression was unfriendly. “Are we that close?”

“How can you say we aren’t?” Xu Yangyang raised her eyebrows in feigned surprise. “We’ve loved, cared for, and helped each other for so many years. I thought we were already the best of friends.” She squinted and leaned closer to Fu Ying. “Don’t you feel the same way?”

Fu Ying reflexively backed away, avoiding the physical proximity. “Of course not.” She gritted her teeth, deliberately ignoring the lazy, cat-like gaze in Xu Yangyang’s eyes. “All you do is steal my things and go against me. I hate you to the core.”

“Yan Man,” Fu Ying hissed her name. “Brother Ying Chen is mine. This time, don’t even dream of taking him from me!”

Seeing her “love-brain” flare up again, Xu Yangyang found it boring and slowly leaned back into her seat. She curled her lips, flashing a provocative, mischievous smile. “Instead of directing your hatred and guard at me, you’d better take a good look at who your ‘dear brother’ is acting all sweet and gentle with right now.”

Currently, the male and female leads had just met. They hadn’t developed feelings yet and viewed each other as ordinary colleagues. However, since both came from humble backgrounds and were desperate to climb the social ladder, their respective agencies had agreed to “ship” them during this farming variety show to attract traffic. Once the show ended, they would use their own methods to “purify” the fans for themselves.

In the original plot, the secondary characters Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai worked diligently every day, while Ying Chen and Duan Qingli fell beautifully in love. Meanwhile, Yan Man and Fu Ying spent their time either fighting for Ying Chen’s attention or teaming up to cause trouble for Duan Qingli—only to let Ying Chen step in and “save the damsel in distress,” further solidifying their bond.

They were literally “tool characters.”

A perfectly good variety show had been chopped up into a dating show mixed with a harem drama. Xu Yangyang found it tedious. She looked between Ying Chen and Duan Qingli for a moment, unable to see even a spark of “chemistry” between them.

Fu Ying’s gaze had already shifted. Noticing the gentle expression on Ying Chen’s face—one he had never shown her—she instantly suffered a mental breakdown. “Impossible!”

“Brother Ying Chen loves only me!”

Fu Ying’s eyes were red, staring at him with a wounded expression until Ying Chen finally sensed her gaze and looked over. The handsome man frowned almost imperceptibly, a flash of impatience crossing his eyes. Then, acting as if he had just accidentally scanned the area, he quickly looked away.

This dismissal of Fu Ying and her subsequent heartbroken look immediately triggered a wave of comments.

“This scumbag! How dare he ignore my daughter? I’m going to fight him!”

“Pfft, my Brother didn’t do anything wrong. Is he supposed to acknowledge every woman who throws herself at him? What kind of ‘good woman’ pesters a man like this? Shameless.”

“Is the person above a zombie from the Qing Dynasty? What century is it? Still using outdated moral codes to restrict women? Did women dig up your ancestral grave in a past life?”

“Daughter, wake up! (shaking shoulders) This ugly, playboy phoenix-man isn’t worth your deep affection! You’re a noble little princess; this loser doesn’t deserve you!”

Watching the stream, Wang Gang felt much better seeing the rational fans. No matter how much he reasoned with Fu Ying, she would cover her ears like a child. He could only sigh. She was his artist; he had to spoil her. Besides, judging by Ying Chen’s attitude, he wouldn’t accept her anytime soon. As long as she didn’t try to marry him, there was still time to save her.

Wang Gang’s eyes landed on Xu Yangyang. This rival definitely has a way to cure Fu Ying.

As Fu Ying sobbed quietly beside her, Xu Yangyang stopped reading her trashy novel, Overbearing Love: Pure Girl’s Heart-Plucking 99-Day Contract Love. She looked at Fu Ying blankly. Sensing the intense gaze, Fu Ying stiffened.

Before Xu Yangyang could speak, Fu Ying bristled. “Are you secretly laughing at me in your heart? Do you think I look pathetic? No—”

Fu Ying clenched her fists and turned to deliver a harsh retort, but her words died in her throat when she met Xu Yangyang’s eyes. Xu Yangyang slowly placed a finger over her red lips—the vivid red contrasting with her pale, jade-like skin. “Shh.”

Xu Yangyang found her noisy. “Cry one more time and I’ll throw you off this plane.” She didn’t hide the mockery on her face. “Since you don’t want to live without Ying Chen anyway.”

Fu Ying froze and reflexively shut her mouth, not daring to make a sound. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes filled with unshed tears, looking quite beautiful. If she were normal, she would be charming and adorable. But this “flower vase” act—losing herself to become a man’s appendage—was so stupid it was heart-clogging.

If they weren’t live-streaming, Xu Yangyang would have had a very long talk with her.

“If you have nothing to do, read a book.” Xu Yangyang tossed the novel at her. “So your head isn’t empty and your stomach isn’t full of nothing but Ying Chen.”

“You!” Fu Ying started to snap back, but seeing the impatience in Xu Yangyang’s eyes, she choked again. The breath was stuck in her throat, making her face turn bright red.

Xu Yangyang had already turned away and closed her eyes. Fu Ying wanted to argue, but seeing the curiosity from Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai nearby, she gave up. Fine, the days are long. They had a whole month together; there would be plenty of chances to fight.

She looked down at the novel. She frowned at the title, then looked at the text with disbelief. She snapped her head toward Xu Yangyang. You actually read this kind of melodramatic garbage? Fu Ying sneered and opened the book. She wanted to see what was so attractive about a book Xu Yangyang carried around.

Fu Ying finally went quiet, giving Xu Yangyang’s ears some peace. The fans breathed a sigh of relief too; they were genuinely afraid Fu Ying would harass Ying Chen and ruin the atmosphere between him and Duan Qingli.

Fu Ying was the only girl in her generation of a wealthy family, pampered by all her elders. All that love had made her innocent but incredibly spoiled. Most people flattered her to get favors, except Ying Chen. He was the only one immune to her charm, never trying to climb the social ladder through her. This “unique” behavior sparked Fu Ying’s interest. She was competitive and a bit perverse; the more something was out of reach, the more she wanted it.

Ying Chen had successfully hooked her with his coldness. If you asked if she truly loved him, the answer was no; she was just unwilling to lose. Especially after her rival Yan Man was rumored to be with him, she refused to give up, determined to win this “battle” over a man.

To this, Xu Yangyang had only one evaluation: She has a hole in her brain.

The plane landed, and the crew sent a luxury nine-seater to pick them up. Xu Yangyang climbed in and called to Fu Ying, who was just emerging from the “contract love” drama in the book. “Get in.”

Fu Ying reflexively talked back: “Why should I listen to you? If I get in just because you told me to, wouldn’t I lose face? Yan Man, don’t be so bossy.”

“Exactly! Yan Man is too dominant, she doesn’t treat Fu Ying like a person.”

“Haters get out! Don’t try to drive a wedge between the fans. We love seeing Yan Man treat Baby Ying like this. Mind your business!”

“Though… Yan Man’s tone sounds like she’s training a puppy (covers mouth).”

“I can be Sister’s puppy too.”

Xu Yangyang gave her a charming, non-aggressive smile. “Really not getting in?”

Her lack of hostility made Fu Ying hesitate. Clutching the novel, she huffed and stepped into the car, sitting aggressively next to Xu Yangyang. “I want to see what tricks you’re playing. You’re just trying to use reverse psychology to keep me away from you so you can seduce Ying Chen, right? Well, forget it!”

Fu Ying’s heart ached as she said it—there went another chance to sit near Ying Chen. She glared at the innocent Duan Qingli. Lucky you.

Xu Yangyang didn’t explain. She just smiled meaningfully, which made Fu Ying even more certain of her guess. Still haven’t given up. Fu Ying opened the novel to keep reading; as long as she was here, she wouldn’t let Yan Man get close to him.

0357 looked away silently. This “silly sweet” supporting actress is hard to watch.

Inside the car, the seating arrangement was tense. Fu Ying was absorbed in the novel. When she reached the part where the male lead harvests the female supporting character’s heart to give to the female lead, her fists clenched in rage. She didn’t even have the energy to look at Ying Chen.

Ironically, Ying Chen, noticing he wasn’t being stalked by Fu Ying’s usual sticky gaze, looked over with a frown. What game is she playing now? He suppressed his impatience and protectively gestured for Duan Qingli to sit inside while he guarded her.

The fans were going wild over the “protection,” but the stream was a mess of fighting between fanbases. Ying Chen checked his phone and frowned. This wasn’t the development he wanted. He wanted Yan Man and Fu Ying to fight to the death over him while he and Duan Qingli looked like a perfect couple. Instead, Xu Yangyang was suppressing Fu Ying, and he and Duan Qingli were left in the center of a storm of criticism.

He narrowed his eyes. When did things change?

Xu Yangyang.

He snapped his gaze toward her. She was wearing headphones, listening to music, looking quiet and calm—nothing like the woman who used to want to pounce on him. He scanned her several times until Xu Yangyang slowly pulled off her headphones.

“Ying Chen, were you peeking at me?”

Caught red-handed, Ying Chen opened his mouth to explain, but she cut him off. “It’s fine. Look all you want. I know I’m beautiful and charming—a presence you can never reach.”

Before Ying Chen could react, Fu Ying exploded. The anger from the novel boiled over. “Brother Ying Chen, how can you look at another woman so openly on a show? Is she that good-looking? Does she attract your eyes that much?!”

Thinking about the novel’s heroine getting her heart harvested but being a “pushover” and cooking dinner for the guy afterward, Fu Ying snapped. “Ying Chen, you lied to me! You said you had no feelings for her!”

Ying Chen was stunned. As he tried to explain, Fu Ying turned away and covered her ears. “I’m not listening! I’m not listening!”

Xu Yangyang smirked at Ying Chen. “I didn’t expect you to be so duplicitous. But give up; I’m a woman you’ll never get.”

The fans exploded again, while Director He, watching the stream, was grinning ear to ear. Hiring Xu Yangyang was the best decision of his life! Her natural talent for causing trouble was perfect for variety TV.

Fu Ying was crying now, overwhelmed by anger and grievance. Why wouldn’t Ying Chen give her more attention? Was she someone “cheap”?

Xu Yangyang handed her a tissue. “So pathetic.”

Fu Ying glared at her. Seeing her looking like a wet, red-eyed bunny, Xu Yangyang suppressed the urge to pinch her cheek. “How can a ‘big woman’ cry over a man? A true powerhouse makes men cry for her.”

Fu Ying sniffed, seemingly enlightened. She thought of the novel—if Ying Chen dared to harvest her heart for a “White Moonlight,” she’d have her family tear him into eight pieces. She felt she was on the verge of becoming a “powerhouse.”

After a four-hour bumpy drive, they reached their destination: Meow Meow Village.

Director He began assigning rooms. There were two single rooms and two double rooms. In the original plot, the single rooms were meant for the leads to facilitate their romance.

Being a “helpful” person, Xu Yangyang raised her hand. “Director, Fu Ying and I will take a double room.”

Fu Ying reflexively refused: “I don’t want to! How can a noble lady like me share a room with someone else?”

Xu Yangyang squinted at her. Sensing the dangerous aura, Fu Ying shivered but held her ground. “Say that again?” Xu Yangyang threatened.

Fu Ying wanted to be stubborn, but suddenly remembering something, she gave in. “…Fine. I’ll sleep with her.” She pointed at Xu Yangyang.