The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: I’m Convinced After Being Severely Educated by My Rival (9)

We’re still filming a show! You brat, at least hide it a little, hey!

Fu Ying’s expression was distorted; she was anxious, angry, and found the situation painfully awkward. If the relationship between Liu Xuehe and Xu Yangyang was bad, and she was stuck in the middle… Fu Ying just imagined the scene for a moment and felt she was suffocating. Why did Liu Xuehe have to be just like her and be at odds with Xu Yangyang?

Fu Ying truly had no guile; all her emotions were written on her face. After Xu Yangyang looked at her a couple of times, her body immediately stiffened. She tried her best to adjust her expression, deathly afraid that Xu Yangyang would see something was wrong.

Watching her “cover-up” attempt, Xu Yangyang chuckled twice. “This female supporting character is actually quite cute.”

0357 curled its lip, feeling a bit of “iron not turning into steel” toward Fu Ying. You are supposed to be a vicious female supporting character who acts like a tyrant and bullies people based on your status; stand up for yourself! Being conquered and bought over so easily by the Host—you are truly too useless.

After grumbling about Fu Ying internally, 0357 replied to Xu Yangyang: “The scales in the hearts of Fu Ying and Duan Qingli have already tipped toward you, Host. Do you want to strike while the iron is hot and give Ying Chen a big blow?”

“No rush.” Having finished her meal, Xu Yangyang put down her chopsticks and leisurely pulled a tissue to wipe her lips. “Let’s first see what Liu Xuehe is trying to do.”

Xu Yangyang had a premonition that Liu Xuehe had come for her. But whether it was for the sake of Fu Ying or someone else, Xu Yangyang didn’t have a definitive answer yet. Regardless, she had plenty of time, and with only about twenty days of filming left, she didn’t believe Liu Xuehe would remain silent forever without taking action.

Seeing Xu Yangyang’s composed manner, 0357 didn’t say anything more and tactfully shut its mouth.

After lunch, Fu Ying raised a question: “Since Xuehe is going to be filming with us for half a month, where will she sleep at night?”

Setting aside the male guests—since besides Ying Chen, Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai only had tiny single beds—the situation with the female guests was similar. Xu Yangyang and Fu Ying’s single beds weren’t large either, unable to squeeze in a third person. The only one who could manage a tight squeeze was Duan Qingli’s place.

Duan Qingli reacted quickly and realized the problem. After a short deliberation, she proactively said, “If Miss Liu doesn’t mind, she can endure a few days and sleep with me.”

When she said this, she was clearly a bit embarrassed, her face flushing slightly. It wasn’t because of shyness, but rather awkwardness regarding her sleeping posture… it wasn’t exactly elegant. According to her mother, she loved to suddenly roll over and hug the person next to her, rubbing her face against them. If it were an acquaintance, it wouldn’t matter. But today was the first time she and Liu Xuehe had met; they hadn’t even spoken two sentences. If she lost control at night, it might be perceived as offensive.

Thus, with red cheeks, she cast a gaze for help toward Xu Yangyang.

Xu Yangyang didn’t understand at first, but she quickly learned the reason from her system. The corners of her mouth curled up as she interjected: “Fu Ying, you have a good relationship with Miss Liu. Why don’t you two sleep in the same room?”

Fu Ying instinctively asked, “Then what about you?”

“I’ll squeeze in with Qingli.”

Qingli? Calling her so affectionately.

Fu Ying’s face darkened. Her eyes didn’t stray for a second as she stared at Xu Yangyang, wordlessly questioning with her eyes: Do you want to get away from me that badly just to be with Duan Qingli?

It’s not like Xuehe couldn’t sleep with Duan Qingli. Or, at worst, they could borrow a bed from the villagers and the three of them could squeeze together. Their room was big enough; adding Liu Xuehe would still be spacious. The more Fu Ying thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, so she spoke up decisively.

After hearing her, Duan Qingli and Xu Yangyang fell silent together.

Liu Xuehe, however, looked a bit troubled. “Would that be inappropriate? Besides, the villagers might not happen to have a single bed or be willing to lend it to us at the same time.”

“There’s nothing inappropriate,” Fu Ying said hurriedly. “Given our relationship, why are you being so polite?”

Liu Xuehe’s brow furrowed slightly. She cast a cryptic glance at Xu Yangyang and said in a low voice, “But…” She turned her back and lowered her voice to Fu Ying. “Will Yan Man agree?”

Xu Yangyang had excellent hearing. She scanned Liu Xuehe with a half-smile. “I don’t care. If Miss Liu doesn’t mind, you’re welcome.”

Liu Xuehe clearly wanted to join her and Fu Ying, but for the sake of appearances, she hadn’t expressed it directly. Yet every word and action of hers indicated she was very willing. Since she wanted to come so badly, Xu Yangyang was naturally happy to oblige.

Liu Xuehe seemingly breathed a sigh of relief. She turned back and gave Xu Yangyang a slight smile. “Thank you. Sorry for the trouble for the next half month.”

Xu Yangyang nodded. “It’s nothing.”

The three of them reached an agreement just like that. Duan Qingli looked at Xu Yangyang blankly, then at Liu Xuehe and Fu Ying, utterly puzzled. Is this necessary? Giving up such a spacious room just for everyone to squeeze together…

After a brief moment of confusion, Duan Qingli realized she was the odd one out again. Setting aside Liu Xuehe and Fu Ying’s friendship, it felt like she couldn’t even interject between Fu Ying and Xu Yangyang now. This gave her a feeling of being excluded.

Duan Qingli felt a bit dejected. She stared blankly at Xu Yangyang. Did she think the same way? Among the four female guests, was she just an insignificant, temporary colleague who could be ignored at any time?

Duan Qingli’s mood change was very obvious, almost on par with Fu Ying’s.

Xu Yangyang felt a slight headache. She helplessly walked toward Duan Qingli and soothed her: “In the future, when there’s nothing to do at night, you can come over and play with us. We’re all girls; there’s nothing inconvenient about it.”

Duan Qingli’s worried words were blocked in her throat by Xu Yangyang. She instinctively looked at Fu Ying and Liu Xuehe. Both were naturally welcoming and said some polite, pleasant things. At this, Duan Qingli finally felt better. “Then I shall come to trouble you then.”

“Come as you please,” Fu Ying said, arms akimbo with a grin. “The four of us can just make a mahjong table. Whoever loses will help the winners complete their tasks.”

Duan Qingli’s eyes widened. “Wow, Miss Fu, you are so cunning!”

Fu Ying was smug. “I’m just asking if you dare.”

Liu Xuehe laughed. “What’s there to be afraid of? Yingying, don’t cry when you lose.”

Being exposed by her friend, Fu Ying immediately began play-fighting, chasing Liu Xuehe. Liu Xuehe jumped away quickly and started running, playing with Fu Ying like she was a puppy.

Xu Yangyang rubbed the space between her eyebrows. Idiot. Duan Qingli laughed along, finding Fu Ying extremely amusing.

Ying Chen watched from the side as the four of them interacted harmoniously, his expression darker than ever. No, he absolutely could not let things continue this way. His gaze shifted, and he suddenly noticed Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai, who were always acting as background characters.

Just as he was about to speak, the two seemed to have seen through his little scheme and quickly said, “Brother Ying Chen, if there’s nothing else, we’ll go wash the dishes first.” Without waiting for his reaction, they hurried into the kitchen with a pile of pots and pans.

Ying Chen: “…” Useless things.

Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai were very vigilant; they probably couldn’t be used. He couldn’t use force either, otherwise their fans wouldn’t let it go. Ying Chen thought in a circle and his heart suddenly sank. Since the start of the show, he had unknowingly become a loner without any help or teammates, unable to even stir up a ripple. Even if he wanted to change the situation now, he lacked the power.

But to do nothing and continue watching the spotlight that should have been his be stolen by Xu Yangyang made him feel resentful. Why? Why did he have to endure all this? He was supposed to be the protagonist.

While Ying Chen was wallowing in self-pity, Xu Yangyang had already established a good rapport with Duan Qingli and Liu Xuehe. Unlike Fu Ying’s innocent and lively nature, Liu Xuehe’s personality was more stable and reserved. She spoke very little, only occasionally saying a bit more when facing Fu Ying.

But from her appearance until now, Liu Xuehe had not proactively interacted with Xu Yangyang. There was a sense of deliberately avoiding Xu Yangyang in front of Fu Ying, as if she didn’t want Fu Ying to discover they had been in contact privately.

If so, why did she come to participate in the show? Xu Yangyang narrowed her eyes, her gaze constantly lingering on Liu Xuehe.

Fu Ying hadn’t noticed at first, but Liu Xuehe accidentally bumped into her. As she turned her head to look, she unexpectedly met Xu Yangyang’s probing eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. Fu Ying hesitated and looked at Xu Yangyang awkwardly. Surely not? Liu Xuehe was just a bit close to her. In the past, she hadn’t openly spoken ill of the other party alongside her, nor had she looked down on her with a condescending attitude.

Fu Ying felt there must be a misunderstanding, so she found an opportunity to sneak up to Xu Yangyang to defend Liu Xuehe. “Xuehe is innocent.”

Xu Yangyang raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“The person who couldn’t stand you in the past was me, not Xuehe.” Fu Ying tried to look as sincere as possible. “She just likes to follow me around; she never spoke ill of you beside me.”

Xu Yangyang wasn’t surprised, but she stared at Fu Ying without speaking. Seeing this, Fu Ying got a bit anxious. “Really. From beginning to end, I was the only one looking for trouble with you. Xuehe didn’t collude with me…”

“But,” Xu Yangyang raised a hand to interrupt her, “she didn’t stop you either, did she? You and I were at loggerheads so many times, and she never once spoke up to try and alleviate the conflict between us. Am I right?”

Fu Ying’s lips moved, but she was speechless. She really wanted to tell Xu Yangyang that even if Liu Xuehe had spoken up, it wouldn’t have mattered. Because she was a stubborn person; once she set her mind on something, even the King of Heaven coming wouldn’t help. Moreover, Liu Xuehe had a gentle and considerate personality, so…

Fu Ying couldn’t keep deceiving herself. She could only offer a pale defense: “Xuehe is innocent. Back then, the person whispering in my ear and saying bad things about you was someone else.”

Xu Yangyang looked at her meaningfully. Fearing she wouldn’t be believed, Fu Ying quickly held up three fingers. “Really, I swear.”

Xu Yangyang didn’t have much of a reaction; it was unclear whether she believed it or not. Fu Ying was incredibly anxious, almost wanting to pull Liu Xuehe over, cut open her chest, and dig out her heart to prove it to Xu Yangyang.

“She has no ill will toward you, so during the remaining filming time…” Fu Ying’s voice weakened. “Can you try to get along harmoniously? She is my childhood friend, and you are my new friend from the show. I don’t want to see you two at odds because of my past mistakes.”

Fu Ying lowered her lashes dejectedly. “If there’s anything you’re unhappy or uncomfortable with, just come at me directly. I won’t fight back.”

To her, Liu Xuehe and Xu Yangyang were both precious; she didn’t want to see either of them get hurt, nor did she want to see one hurt the other, or hurt each other. If they could live in peace, Fu Ying would be overjoyed.

Watching her look like a dejected puppy with its tail down, Xu Yangyang chuckled. “Why do you think I would be at odds with her?”

“The way you looked at her just now…” Fu Ying opened her mouth quickly, then shut it just as fast, belatedly realizing something was off. She froze, then asked cautiously, “Then why were you looking at her like that?”

“Because I think she’s pretty.” Xu Yangyang said with a beaming smile, her gaze subtly sweeping over Liu Xuehe, who was standing quietly nearby with her ears perked up. “So I looked a few more times.”

Fu Ying: “?”

Fu Ying: “…”

She suddenly felt a breath get stuck in her throat, making her heart panic. Besides that, there was an indescribable anger that made her “young lady” temper flare up instantly; she couldn’t help but turn around and walk away.

Fine! She worked so hard to mediate between the two of them, exhausting herself to alleviate the tension and conflict—she almost coughed up blood. But look at her! She bluntly said to her face that she was peeking at the other person.

Is she really that good-looking?! Will your whole body itch and suffer if you look one less time?!

Fu Ying suddenly felt so wronged. Her eyes stung. She tried her best to hold back the sudden urge to cry and walked toward the village entrance with her long legs. She never wanted to see Xu Yangyang again in her life!

Fu Ying walked very fast. Xu Yangyang chased after her with a smile, trying to reach out to pull her, but Fu Ying swung her arm away forcefully and growled in a low voice, “Don’t touch me!” She turned back and glared fiercely at Xu Yangyang. “Go back to looking at your Xuehe; leave me alone.”

Xu Yangyang blinked. “You’re angry.”

Fu Ying froze. Something flashed through her mind and disappeared in an instant. “I’m not,” she said stubbornly. “What does it matter to you if I’m angry? Even if I am, it has nothing to do with you.” After saying that, she walked forward huffily again.

Xu Yangyang followed behind her unhurriedly. “Why are you angry? Just because I looked at Liu Xuehe a few more times?”

Fu Ying instinctively wanted to refute, but on careful thought, she had no words. After a long silence, she pretended to be full of momentum and turned back to look at Xu Yangyang again. “Xuehe is my friend.”

Xu Yangyang: “And?”

Fu Ying was at a loss for words. She racked her brain for a long time. “You’re not allowed to steal my friend.” Feeling she had found a suitable reason, Fu Ying’s spine straightened. “It’s no use even if you try to steal her. Xuehe and I have known each other for over twenty years. You’re just a ‘wild woman’ who can’t easily pry her away.”

“So we’re back to the original question.” Xu Yangyang stopped walking. “In that case, why would you be angry about this?”

“Because I feel like you’re stealing my friend,” Fu Ying answered without thinking.

Hearing this, Xu Yangyang gave her a deep look, her eyes filled with the same emotion Liu Xuehe had—one she couldn’t understand and that made her heart jump inexplicably.

Fu Ying suddenly felt a bit irritable. What kind of riddles were these two playing? Were they bullying her for not being smart? Fu Ying was frustrated. She opened her mouth to curse but held it back in front of Xu Yangyang. An indescribable annoyance rose from her heart, making her feel increasingly uncomfortable. So she directly ran toward the village entrance, leaving Xu Yangyang behind.

Fu Ying felt she needed to calm down and then try to sort out the current situation. She moved, and Xu Yangyang moved with her. Only this time, Xu Yangyang didn’t force herself to catch up, but kept a specific distance, following Fu Ying neither too far nor too close.

0357 felt that the development of things was a bit off. It was as if pink bubbles filled with the sour scent of romance were rising before its eyes, almost blinding it. It hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: “Host, is Fu Ying… a bit off?”

“Mhm.” Xu Yangyang’s reaction was faint. “She’s jealous.”

“Jealous?!” 0357 suddenly raised its volume and was then scolded mercilessly by Xu Yangyang. “Why are you shouting so loud? Stop overreacting.”

0357: “…”

Overreacting? Please, Host, don’t say such a terrifying topic with such a flat tone, okay? It’ll scare a system to death.

Fu Ying was tired; she could hardly walk anymore. She had known all along that Xu Yangyang was following her like a shadow. She wanted to drive the other party away but knew she wouldn’t succeed, so after a brief struggle, she gave up. Finding a large rock to sit on, Fu Ying looked at the green mountains and clear waters before her and finally felt her heart calm down a bit.

Setting aside Xu Yangyang and Liu Xuehe, even she had become very strange. Although she had a bit of a pampered temper, were her emotions ever this fickle? Fu Ying tried to think—it seemed not. At least in the days before meeting Xu Yangyang, she was quite normal. So Fu Ying tried to summarize: actually, the abnormal person was Xu Yangyang. She had influenced her, which was why she had become so unusual.

After thinking it through and realizing it wasn’t her own problem, Fu Ying slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Good, good. I’m just easily influenced by the environment, not sick.

Amidst her relief, Xu Yangyang sat down beside her. Fu Ying’s emotions had stabilized, so she only gave Xu Yangyang a shallow glance and made no further moves.

“Not running anymore?” Xu Yangyang asked with interest, tilting her head.

Fu Ying suppressed the urge to glare at her. “What are you following me for? Why aren’t you accompanying your ‘Qingli’ and ‘Xuehe’?” Of course, Fu Ying didn’t dare say this out loud; she could only grumble internally.

Fu Ying originally thought she would hear teasing words, but the fact was, she saw Xu Yangyang say to her very seriously: “Running so far blindly, it’s not safe alone.”

Fu Ying froze. A subtle feeling washed over her chest. Was she worried about me? She was slightly moved, but she remained stubborn: “What’s unsafe? The villagers are kind, and there are no large wild animals nearby.” At most, she might trip while walking too fast.

Xu Yangyang didn’t argue with her but continued seriously: “Whether it’s Duan Qingli or Liu Xuehe, to me, they are just colleagues filming a show together. In my heart, only you are my closest, true friend.”

Fu Ying didn’t react at first. A moment later, she couldn’t control the corners of her rosy lips from curling up, and her eyes and brows were filled with a smug smile. “Really? You’re not lying to me?”

Xu Yangyang gave a slight smile. “Really. I wouldn’t lie to you about something like this.”

True. There was no benefit in lying to her, so Fu Ying easily believed Xu Yangyang’s words. She fidgeted with her fingers and said coyly, “Then after you get familiar with them later, will you get closer to them than to me?”

Xu Yangyang replied without hesitation, “No.” Like a “scumbag” woman, she spoke sweet words affectionately, coaxing Fu Ying into a daze. “First come, first served. You and I will always have the best relationship.”

Fu Ying was soothed by Xu Yangyang’s coaxing. The more she heard, the happier she became. Like a proud little peacock, she raised her fair neck and said insincerely, “You can look at Duan Qingli and Xuehe in the future. But the number of times you look at them cannot exceed the times you look at me.” Fu Ying emphasized: “Because only I am your number one best friend in the whole world.”

Xu Yangyang didn’t mock her childishness and nodded obediently. “Got it, I promise you.”

Fu Ying was satisfied, but then a doubt arose. “So what were you looking at Xuehe for just now? Doesn’t she have two eyes and one mouth just like me?”

This time Xu Yangyang didn’t answer her but just looked at her with a half-smile. Fu Ying choked. Fine, she knew. It was because Liu Xuehe was pretty.

Fu Ying knew Liu Xuehe was pretty, but Xu Yangyang was clearly not the kind of woman who was lustful, otherwise she would have been harassed by her from the very beginning. Fu Ying’s not-so-smart brain finally realized: There’s something fishy between these two!

She began to guess wildly. Could it be that Liu Xuehe went behind her back to secretly curse Xu Yangyang? Thinking of this possibility, Fu Ying was moved to tears. Xuehe is truly… I’m crying.

But wait—if Liu Xuehe had cursed Xu Yangyang, Xu Yangyang shouldn’t have been so calm when seeing her. Fu Ying understood her temper a little; she was vengeful and ruthless. Fu Ying had suffered a lot at her hands before, a very painful lesson. So…

Fu Ying’s brows gradually knitted. A super bold guess suddenly formed in her heart: Could these two have secretly dated behind my back?!

Because they were exes, they deliberately avoided each other on the show, not speaking but only communicating with their eyes.

Fu Ying’s eyes widened suddenly. My best friend actually cuckolded me?!