The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: I’m Convinced After Being Severely Educated by My Rival (13)

The air plunged into a deathly silence.

Fu Ying froze on the spot, her beautiful eyes wide and staring at Liu Xuehe, her mind almost failing to process the words. Wait—did she just have an auditory hallucination? She was dumbstruck.

After Liu Xuehe lost her composure and let her suppressed emotions and inner thoughts explode, she froze as well. No, she hadn’t intended to confess everything so soon. She knew the outcome of such a confession was limited to two possibilities: life or death.

But who would want to “die” under normal circumstances? So, she had silently harbored these dark and despicable thoughts while accompanying Fu Ying year after year, watching her grow from a green, naive girl into someone delicate, bright, and breathtakingly beautiful.

Fu Ying had become more beautiful, but she also seemed further away from Liu Xuehe.

Liu Xuehe had wanted to express her feelings more than once, but every time she looked into Fu Ying’s lively, clear eyes, she quickly calmed down and regained her reason. She knew the difference between a one-time meal and a lifetime of meals, so she told herself she had to endure no matter what. At least this way, she could stay by Fu Ying’s side without being rejected.

Liu Xuehe was prepared to watch her from behind forever, but then the girl named Yan Man suddenly appeared. She was equally beautiful, her looks on par with Fu Ying’s, but most importantly, she had an elegant temperament and a powerful aura. When those sharp eyes swept over someone, it inexplicably made them want to surrender beneath her skirts.

To the outside world, Fu Ying was arrogant and willful, but toward Liu Xuehe, she was always restrained and easy to talk to. Consequently, when Liu Xuehe encountered a girl who was so aggressive and made no effort to hide her sharpness for the first time, she fell for her uncontrollably.

Yan Man was cool, beautiful, and had her own opinions; she was never swayed by her surroundings. Even when facing the daughter of the Fu family—who had an elite background, was the center of attention, and was surrounded by sycophants—she didn’t show a hint of cowardice. The woman was like a sharp sword gleaming with cold light; one look was enough to make one’s heart tremble.

Liu Xuehe never knew she admired strength so much. Perhaps she should have realized it earlier, because Fu Ying and Yan Man were actually the same type of person. Both were proud and refused to lower their heads or admit defeat easily; they never allowed themselves to suffer a loss and always fought for their rights without backing down. Who wouldn’t like a woman with such charismatic personality?

At first, Liu Xuehe was conflicted. Developing feelings for Yan Man gave her a sense of guilt, as if she were betraying Fu Ying. But soon, that guilt vanished. She didn’t want this, but she truly couldn’t help it. She was just fickle—greedily falling for two girls at the same time. She was merely making “the mistake every man in the world makes”; did she really deserve to be pointed at and condemned?

Besides, she only liked them secretly; she hadn’t caused any harm to Yan Man or Fu Ying. In fact, driven by intense guilt, she went out of her way to secretly help them, such as finding people to discreetly mediate their conflicts. Otherwise, with Fu Ying’s explosive temper, they would have fought until both were bruised and battered long ago.

Because of this complex but stable and harmonious triangular relationship, Liu Xuehe finally adjusted her mindset. She distributed her affection equally, taking care of both Fu Ying and Yan Man fairly and quietly. She was doing good deeds, so she had a clear conscience. Even if she were exposed, she could pat her chest and guarantee that she was absolutely true to her conscience.

But that didn’t include a situation like this—blabbing her thoughts out of desperation after being driven mad by Fu Ying. Liu Xuehe had wanted to keep it hidden for a longer time. The taboo and thrill of being good to one person under the nose of another made her addicted; she had even begun to deeply love the pleasure of this “affair-like” sensation. She deeply hoped to maintain this balance for a lifetime, even if she never ended up with either of them.

But now, because of Fu Ying’s jealousy, she had not only revealed her heart but also made the scene incredibly awkward. Liu Xuehe suddenly felt like dying. This was no different from having her clothes stripped off and being paraded through a crowd. A person must die eventually, but one cannot die of social embarrassment. At this moment, Liu Xuehe’s ten toes were about to dig a “Barbie Dreamhouse” out of the floor.

The air outside was too quiet. Xu Yangyang stood at the door, neither able to enter nor leave. She couldn’t help but rub her nose and ask the system: “So this world is actually this stimulating?”

0357: “…” No comment.

Fu Ying and Liu Xuehe felt their cheeks burning. Because of the extreme awkwardness, neither of them looked at the other. Xu Yangyang watched as one looked left at the sky and the other looked right at the ground, refusing to make eye contact. She couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Who was just acting so aggressive, looking like they wanted to carve their heart out for the other to see? Go on, don’t stop.

If she had a handful of melon seeds, Xu Yangyang felt she could stay there and watch all night. However, Fu Ying, who was glancing around, quickly spotted her. “Manman, you’re finished washing!”

Fu Ying’s eyes were full of joy, carrying a sense of relief at being “rescued.” “Why were you just standing there instead of coming over?”

She asked despite knowing the answer, betting that Xu Yangyang wouldn’t proactively mention what just happened. In fact, that was the case. Although Xu Yangyang was interested in their love-hate entanglement, the thought of being dragged into the mess herself killed her interest. “Just finished.”

Casually wiping the dripping tips of her hair, Xu Yangyang stepped forward, her slender figure finally fully appearing before the two. Having just showered, her skin was flushed a healthy pink from the warm steam, looking incredibly inviting.

Fu Ying unconsciously held her breath and then swallowed hard. Foul! This is a foul! How can someone look so delicious and tempting after a shower! If it weren’t for her strong self-control, she would have wanted to pounce and stick to Xu Yangyang.

Liu Xuehe was equally stunned. Her pupils shook. After scanning Fu Ying and taking in her reaction, she steeled her heart. Adopting a “might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb” attitude, she spoke with utter calmness: “You heard everything we just said, didn’t you?”

The moment she said this, Fu Ying’s head—which had been clouded by beauty—became as sober as could be. She couldn’t help but glare at Liu Xuehe. Why do you have to bring up the one thing we shouldn’t? Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to tacitly let this pass? You’re just making trouble.

Liu Xuehe remained unmoved. Her upturned peach-blossom eyes stared intently at Xu Yangyang. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

It was Xu Yangyang’s turn to be stunned. “…What should I say?”

“Now that you know how Yingying and I feel about you, do you plan to keep playing dumb and ignore it all?” Liu Xuehe’s gaze suddenly became sharp. “Or do you simply have no feelings for either of us?”

Xu Yangyang: “?” The death-trap question arrived late but arrived nonetheless.

The corners of her mouth twitched. She couldn’t help but take Liu Xuehe seriously. This person appeared gentle and compliant, but in reality, she was very troublesome and difficult to handle.

Seeing Xu Yangyang lost in thought for a long time without making a sound, Fu Ying’s bright eyes instantly dimmed. She should have known that there was no possibility between her and Xu Yangyang. The other girl liked men; even if she had parted ways with Ying Chen, a “sewer rat” like herself couldn’t dream of her. Her secret crush was ultimately forced to end.

Fu Ying’s eyes turned red as she looked at Liu Xuehe pitifully: “Xuehe, I’ve been dumped.”

Liu Xuehe gave her a second of attention and comforted her softly: “It’s okay. I’ve been dumped too. Twice.”

Xu Yangyang: “…”

After Liu Xuehe’s comfort, Fu Ying finally felt much better. But she still didn’t want to give up, so she approached Xu Yangyang and asked with burning eyes: “What kind of men do you like? Handsome ones? Muscular ones? Or weak pretty boys?”

“Do you think it’s too late for me to go get a sex change now?”

Perhaps because Xu Yangyang’s expression was too shocked and vacant, Fu Ying apologized sincerely: “I’m sorry, I just wanted to make progress too much. I am very sorry for scaring you.”

Xu Yangyang snapped out of it, looking at her with complex emotions. She couldn’t help but say: “Can you be a bit more normal? You’re scaring people.”

She didn’t explain that she didn’t like men because she had a vague feeling that if she revealed her sexual orientation at this moment, she would likely be “eaten alive” by Fu Ying and Liu Xuehe together. Thinking of that scene, Xu Yangyang couldn’t help but shiver.

Too exciting. But no, this is Jinjiang.

Fu Ying pouted aggrievedly. Despite being rejected, she didn’t back down. Her tone was more gentle than ever before. “Your hair is still dripping. How about I help you blow-dry it?” After speaking, she turned her head. “Xuehe, what do you think?”

Although in a conventional sense, Fu Ying was Liu Xuehe’s competitor and love rival, Liu Xuehe didn’t mind at all. Because she liked both of them.

Liu Xuehe had no objection, so Fu Ying volunteered to grab the hair dryer and prepare to start. Xu Yangyang instinctively took half a step back, sounding wary: “I’ll do it myself.” Who knew what kind of schemes this willful young mistress was plotting? Xu Yangyang wouldn’t be fooled.

Fu Ying was disappointed by the rejection but didn’t push it, obediently handing the item to Xu Yangyang. She felt she needed to calm down and think about how to handle her relationship with Liu Xuehe and Xu Yangyang moving forward. Thinking about this made Fu Ying’s head ache instantly.

Seeing this, Liu Xuehe thoughtfully warmed a carton of milk for her with hot water, not forgetting Xu Yangyang either. Since her thoughts had been completely exposed, Liu Xuehe didn’t bother hiding them anymore.

Fu Ying instinctively wanted to take it, but then remembered the other’s “impure” feelings for her and forced herself to refrain. Naturally, Xu Yangyang didn’t accept Liu Xuehe’s kindness either; she remained guarded against her. Liu Xuehe wasn’t disappointed; after all, the fact that both were still willing to treat her with a pleasant face exceeded her expectations. She had thought she wouldn’t even be able to be friends with them in the end.

Liu Xuehe was strong; she gave a gentle smile. “Then I’ll leave the milk here to keep warm. Take it if you want to drink.”

Fu Ying gave a perfunctory response, and then there was silence.

Liu Xuehe was leaving the show tomorrow, so she went to pack her things. After Xu Yangyang dried her hair until it was half-damp, she continued her work. The filming was almost over, and some previously shelved collaborations needed to be moved forward.

The room suddenly became quiet. Fu Ying lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to find a comfortable position no matter how she shifted. Her mood was complex—on one hand, it was Liu Xuehe’s unspeakable feelings for her; on the other, it was her own unspeakable feelings for Xu Yangyang. But clearly, whether it was Liu Xuehe or herself, it was just one-sided unrequited love.

She couldn’t help but scratch her cheek, her brain going blank for a rare moment. How did things turn out like this? This was supposed to be a serious farming variety show. In just twenty days, how could things take such a sharp turn and derail into this tragic ending?

Fu Ying rested her head on her palm, feeling incredibly sad. Love was gone, and friendship had “soured.” God, do you even want people to live?

Xu Yangyang was busy every day and naturally had no time for such wild thoughts. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, her sleep quality so good it made Fu Ying envious yet again.

After the lights were turned off, Fu Ying gazed melancholically at Xu Yangyang’s blurred face in the darkness, not daring to make a sound. The “theater of three” now only left herself and Liu Xuehe… Wait, would the other person quietly come find me and continue saying things she shouldn’t?

Fu Ying began to get nervous. The more nervous she was, the more she overthought; the more she overthought, the easier it was to get insomnia. In the end, she stared at the dark ceiling for an entire night until the first ray of morning light pierced the clouds, and only then did she finally relax.

Liu Xuehe hadn’t slept either. Fu Ying could hear her tossing and turning, but she didn’t dare speak, fearing the other would lose control and drag her outside for a “heart-to-heart.” She instinctively wanted to escape, to be a cowardly ostrich, unwilling to face Liu Xuehe and that tainted friendship. I’ll hide as long as I can. Maybe everything will return to normal after Liu Xuehe calms down.

Liu Xuehe’s departure was a big event, and the production team held a very grand little ceremony for her. Liu Xuehe kept a faint smile on her face, appearing dignified and generous while speaking polite words.

Duan Qingli blinked, her gaze discreetly sweeping over Xu Yangyang and Fu Ying. Yesterday, she had heard a quarrel coming from their side. Although she couldn’t hear the specifics clearly, she had indeed worried about Xu Yangyang all night. Now, seeing that the other was in a normal state—acting as if nothing had happened—Duan Qingli’s heart finally settled back into her chest.

Liu Xuehe soon left in a car. Now, Fu Ying felt a sense of loss, as if she had lost something important. Shaking her head, Fu Ying tried to suppress the unease and restlessness in her heart, refocusing her attention on Xu Yangyang.

Since the “window paper” had already been poked through, then being a bit bolder and more direct from now on should be right, shouldn’t it? The girl experiencing her first love stared intently at Xu Yangyang, her gaze having a very strong presence. Xu Yangyang’s eyelids twitched; she gave Fu Ying a seemingly casual look, the emotions in her eyes mysterious.

Today was a rest day as usual.

Having no other plans, Fu Ying mustered the courage to pester Xu Yangyang relentlessly, following her around like a shadow. Xu Yangyang turned to look at her. “Don’t you have your own arrangements?”

“No.” Fu Ying shook her head and said sincerely: “Now, to me, you are my most important arrangement.”

Fu Ying didn’t think this was a “sweet nothing” at all. Since discovering her heart, everything she showed Xu Yangyang was her undisguised sincerity. Because she was afraid of being hated by Xu Yangyang, she didn’t dare pull any tricks; she only dared to expose her honest, direct heart for Xu Yangyang to see. She hoped she could use her sincerity to successfully gain Xu Yangyang’s regard, even if it was just a tiny, insignificant bit.

Fu Ying’s eyes were too clear, bright, and clean. Xu Yangyang watched her for a while, her lips moving, but ultimately she said nothing harsh, tacitly allowing the other to follow her. Fine, let her be. Xu Yangyang withdrew her attention and ignored her “clingy little tail.”

Ying Chen stared at them without blinking. Currently, the popularity of Xu Yangyang and Fu Ying far exceeded his own. Duan Qingli wasn’t far behind; since participating in the show, her popularity had grown exponentially. Even Gan Duanling and Deng Bokai—who had the weakest presence—had gained a small following due to the “background character” meme.

Only he, not only failed to gain followers but had even lost quite a few. If his manager, Sister Zhang, hadn’t bought some fake followers for him in time, he didn’t know how he would have been mocked by his rivals’ press releases. Thinking of this, Ying Chen looked at Xu Yangyang with a poisonous gaze. It was all her fault. If it weren’t for her, how could he have fallen to such a state of being deserted by everyone?

Although Ying Chen hated Xu Yangyang, he also knew now was not a good time to settle accounts. The urgent priority was to find a way to pull his popularity back. Scanning the area, he fixed his gaze on Duan Qingli. She was the only person he could use now, and he believed that under the premise that both had signed a contract, she definitely wouldn’t refuse him.

Ying Chen approached Duan Qingli confidently. “Let’s talk.”

Duan Qingli frowned imperceptibly and then instinctively looked around, afraid Xu Yangyang would notice her having private contact with Ying Chen. “Talk about what?”

Ying Chen was very dissatisfied with her reaction, but since he was the one asking for a favor, he suppressed his displeasure and tried to speak as gently as possible: “About hyping up our romance.”

Duan Qingli immediately wanted to refuse but restrained herself. “Let’s talk somewhere else.”

Ying Chen couldn’t tell what her attitude was, but since she was willing to talk, it proved he still had a chance. His terrible expression finally improved.

Duan Qingli specifically found a place with no people or cameras. After stopping, she turned and told Ying Chen very bluntly: “I don’t want to hype a romance with you anymore.”

Ying Chen froze, and then his face changed drastically.

“Even though we signed a contract, your reputation and public image are too poor. If I bundle my image with yours, you’ll drag me down.” Duan Qingli was very blunt. “My popularity has finally grown; I don’t want to seek my own death.”

“Moreover,” Duan Qingli gazed at Ying Chen calmly, her words cutting like a knife: “I have no feelings for you now, either. Finally, if you have nothing else, I’ll be going.”

Ying Chen immediately called out to her, his face looking ugly. “Are you going to breach the contract?”

“Breach?” Duan Qingli laughed out of anger. “You didn’t look closely at the specific terms of the contract back then, did you? It says that regardless of success or failure, neither party has to pay any penalty.” Duan Qingli tilted her head, her innocent look appearing as pure mockery in Ying Chen’s eyes. “So Ying Chen, your threat is useless.”

Ying Chen indeed hadn’t looked closely at the contract. Sister Zhang told him to sign, so he signed. He trusted his manager—not only because her family was wealthy and she didn’t need to scam an artist, but more importantly because the two of them had been having a secret affair and had already established a physical relationship. Since his manager was so infatuated with him, how could she have the cunning mind to deceive him?

His momentary oversight made him a laughable clown in front of Duan Qingli. He clenched his fists as he watched her leave, his eyes dark. Her words lingered in his mind, impossible to suppress.

Everyone looks down on me, yet I am the true protagonist. After filming ends, he will make them open their eyes and see his strength. When the time comes, even if they regret it and come back crying for forgiveness, he will definitely not be soft-hearted!

Duan Qingli ditched Ying Chen and ran quickly to Xu Yangyang’s side. Ying Chen was like he was sick; she was afraid she’d catch it if she stayed with him too long, so she ran faster than a rabbit.

Xu Yangyang already had a Fu Ying clinging to her and didn’t mind having one more Duan Qingli. Ultimately, both could help her complete the task quickly. In truth, Duan Qingli didn’t want to conflict with Fu Ying—Fu Ying crushing her would be as easy as crushing an ant—so she brought up some light topics. “Sister Yan, what do you plan to do after the show?”

“Work,” Xu Yangyang strictly maintained her persona. “Make money.”

“666, as expected of my Sister Yan/Workaholic. Dedicated as always.”

“It’s fine that Yan Man is so tight and maintains her persona in the show, but why does she look like she has no friends in private too? Is it because she’s so annoying that no one likes playing with her?”

“Fu Ying & Duan Qingli: ? Are we not human?”

“If Ying Chen fans use alt accounts to blacken Yan Man again, watch out or our fanbases will unite to slaughter your “Gigolo Brother’s” social media squares.”

“Daily Question: When does Ying Chen plan to return those gifts worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions that my Ying-treasure gave him?”

“I doubt it. Ying Chen probably already used and worn them. Even if he returns them to Fu Ying, they’ll probably be dirty second-hand items. Don’t let them soil the Young Mistress’s hands or eyes.”

Ying Chen fans hated such comments and immediately attacked. Fans of other parties didn’t back down and joined the fray, and in an instant, the internet was torn apart in a massive flame war.

[Task Progress +3%. Current total task progress: 93.5%.]

The sudden system prompt made the corners of Xu Yangyang’s lips curve into a pleasant smile. She opened her mouth, preparing to say something to keep up the momentum and harvest another wave of progress, but she heard Fu Ying interrupt urgently: “Can you come to my house to play?”

Facing Xu Yangyang’s drifting gaze, Fu Ying said sincerely: “My corgi glows at night.”

Xu Yangyang remained expressionless.

Do you even hear what you’re saying?