The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 37

Chapter 37: I’m Convinced After Being Severely Educated by My Rival (14)

Duan Qingli looked at Fu Ying with a complicated expression. She never expected the “Young Mistress” to be like this. A glowing corgi? If you want to trick someone into visiting your house, just say so. Making up such nonsense is just boring. Duan Qingli felt a bit of disdain.

Fu Ying, having thrown caution to the wind, didn’t care about her pride anymore. She stared at Xu Yangyang with eyes full of anticipation. “So, how about it? Will you come to my house?”

“No.” Xu Yangyang rejected her coldly and heartlessly. It was blunt, without a hint of hesitation.

Seeing Fu Ying’s mood instantly plummet, Xu Yangyang paused for a moment before speaking up to coax her: “I’m too busy lately. Let’s talk about it later.”

That means there’s a chance!

Fu Ying’s dimmed eyes instantly lit up again. She replied very happily, “Then you must notify me in advance so I can prepare.”

Prepare what? It was just welcoming a guest. Duan Qingli had doubts but no time to ask. She also gazed at Xu Yangyang expectantly. Although she didn’t voice an invitation, the expression on her face was obvious.

Fu Ying genuinely didn’t want Xu Yangyang to spend time alone with other women. Thus, she jumped in first: “Qingli, you should come too! Plus Xuehe, the four of us can play mahjong together.”

Duan Qingli wanted to refuse, but Fu Ying was too quick. After a flurry of words, Duan Qingli somehow found herself having agreed in a daze. Her little plan had been intercepted. She felt a bit melancholy, but the days ahead were long; there was no rush. Since the die was cast, she would use Fu Ying to slowly build a connection with the other woman in reality.

However… Duan Qingli lowered her eyes. She was an actress. Once she joined a film crew, she’d be gone for months, maybe even a year. By the time she finished filming, would there still be a seat for her at the table? She fell into uncertainty.

But Fu Ying was very satisfied with the current situation. In her excitement, she waved her hand and revealed the schedule for the final week: “Finally, no more work! Tomorrow I’m definitely wearing my prettiest dress and taking tons of photos.”

“Manman, did you bring a dress?” She suddenly leaned close to Xu Yangyang. “What about the dress you wore on the first day? I haven’t seen it since.”

“In the suitcase.” Xu Yangyang eyed her with a hint of wariness. “Why?”

Fu Ying’s eyes were sincere. “Wear it one more time. I think you look beautiful in it—elegant yet seductive. With makeup on, one look from you could make anyone lose their soul.”

Fu Ying was clearly being led by her “lust.” Xu Yangyang stared at her with a half-smile. “Are you saying I don’t look good without makeup now?”

“No!” Fu Ying froze, then frantically defended herself. “I didn’t mean that, really, believe me!” She hurriedly raised three fingers to the sky. “I can swear it!”

Just as the words left her mouth, a sudden clap of thunder exploded nearby, startling everyone.

“You can eat whatever you want, but don’t swear oaths recklessly. I am silently lighting a candle for Miss Fu for three seconds.”

“Sigh, any other time would have been fine, but you chose this moment. Now, even if you had a hundred mouths, you couldn’t explain yourself.”

“LMAO, I didn’t expect Ying-treasure to fail so spectacularly.”

Fu Ying was almost in tears. “It was an accident!” She argued until her face was red. “The weather forecast already said there would be thunderstorms today.” So this has nothing to do with my oath, really! She looked piteously at Xu Yangyang, trying to use her fragile appearance to win some pity.

Xu Yangyang didn’t blame her further, simply because she was confident in her own looks. Her gaze swept over Fu Ying’s slightly moist eyes and fluffy head; she suddenly felt an itch in her palms. She wanted to pet Fu Ying. So soft—the texture must be wonderful.

Though Fu Ying was a “silly, sweet girl,” she had great skin, delicate features, and a charming temperament. When she acted weak and acted spoiled, her well-behaved appearance was like a crystal-clear lychee. Beautiful and sweet. Xu Yangyang withdrew her gaze.

Fu Ying was tactful enough to quickly change the subject, never mentioning that unlucky incident again.

That night, Director He announced the arrangements for the final six days. True to Fu Ying’s word, it would mainly involve touring local scenery, with only occasional farm work. It was a farming variety show, after all; they couldn’t just play all the time. Still, it was enough to make everyone happy. The two “background characters” happily linked arms, as close as best friends. “Great!”

Gan Duanling said happily, “We’ll take photos of each other and post them on Weibo.”

“Okay,” Deng Bokai replied. “Remember to make me look good, or I won’t forgive you easily!” Gan Duanling felt a bit guilty and didn’t respond.

Fu Ying saw an opportunity and stealthily approached Xu Yangyang. “Manman, I want that too.” She twisted her fingers shyly. “Will you help me take photos when the time comes?”

It wasn’t a big deal, so Xu Yangyang nodded in agreement. Fu Ying’s face lit up with joy. She stopped bothering Xu Yangyang and dived into her room, rummaging through her large suitcase to coordinate her outfits, jewelry, and bags for the coming days. She was determined to look so beautiful that she would take Xu Yangyang’s breath away.

Because Fu Ying was focused on her planning, things became much quieter. Xu Yangyang thought the day would end peacefully, but near the end of the “work day”—the time when everyone is free and social media traffic is at its peak—a bombshell was dropped.

Xu Yangyang scanned the news. Ying Chen’s identity had been exposed early. She curled her red lips slightly. Being backed into a corner by her, Ying Chen could only use this method to salvage his reputation. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to face the internet storm once filming ended.

Ying Chen was the long-lost biological son of the Fuds—the wealthiest couple in City B. Back then, they had taken 1.5-year-old Ying Chen on a trip, only to encounter criminals. While the couple survived, the child was lost in the chaos. For years, they never stopped searching, but found nothing. As the seasons passed, their hope dwindled until they were about to give up entirely. Then, they suddenly received an anonymous letter asking: “Don’t you think the popular celebrity Ying Chen looks exactly like you?”

The couple initially thought it was a prank, but after gathering information and staring at Ying Chen’s face—which was nearly identical to theirs—they couldn’t sit still.

“Quick! Take me to see him!”

“No.” Mrs. Fu stopped Mr. Fu, trying to suppress her pounding heart. “We haven’t done a DNA test yet. Don’t alert him unnecessarily.”

Mr. Fu frowned. “Then…”

“Send someone to collect samples first. We’ll verify the bloodline quietly.” Mrs. Fu was incredibly calm—she had to be. Over the years, too many people had tried to deceive them. No matter how much she hoped, her spirit had been nearly worn down.

Hearing this, Mr. Fu relaxed. He chuckled, “Alright, I’ll listen to my wife.” Then he immediately shouted toward the door, “Someone, come here!” After giving detailed instructions to a confidant, he happily hugged his wife. “He looks so much like us.”

Mrs. Fu gave a soft hum, her eyes full of tenderness. “Today is truly a good day. If he is indeed our lost child, he is our lucky star.”

“Mhm,” Mr. Fu agreed unconditionally. He opened his mouth to speak, but saw Mrs. Fu say shyly, “Honey, I’m pregnant.”

Mr. Fu’s eyes widened. “?!”

“Really?” The man’s breathing became ragged. He quickly let go of her, placing his hand carefully on her flat stomach. “I… am having another child?”

“You heard right,” Mrs. Fu said with a smile. “We have another baby.”

Upon receiving confirmation, Mr. Fu was ecstatic. “Good, good! Today is a double blessing! Once Ying Chen’s identity is confirmed, I will throw a massive banquet so everyone can celebrate with us!”

Mrs. Fu watched her husband quietly, bathed in the gentle glow of motherhood.

After hearing 0357’s real-time report, Xu Yangyang was amused again. “It seems this world isn’t very welcoming to Ying Chen either.” Otherwise, why would a second child be conceived just as Ying Chen played this card? In the original plot, there was no second pregnancy.

0357 also found it dramatic, but it was a good thing. As long as the disruptive outsider, Ying Chen, was handled, this small world would be safe. [Host, what will you do next?] it asked.

“Since he wants to be famous so badly,” Xu Yangyang smiled slightly, “I certainly won’t let him have his way.” Her eyes rolled, a cunning light flowing within. “Go release the information about Duan Qingli right now. It’s best if you can push everything about her directly in front of her biological parents. Make sure Duan Qingli finds her parents before Ying Chen does.”

Duan Qingli’s biological parents were even more powerful than the Fuds. This way, Ying Chen would lose his most important attraction and advantage over her. Once she reclaimed her identity, Xu Yangyang could imagine how smoothly her life in the entertainment industry would go. Saving her from hardship and letting her leap directly into the life she was meant for was a fair reward for the resilience and kindness she had maintained all these years.

0357 nodded and went to work immediately.

In a short time, two bombshells nearly made netizens dizzy.

“So ‘Celebrities on the Farm’ is actually ‘Celebrities Finding Mom’?”

“This is ridiculous. It’s one thing for Ying Chen to be a lost child of the elite, but now Duan Qingli has wealthy, powerful parents too?”

“This looks like a publicity stunt. Did they make some kind of agreement?”

“No! Qingli, I won’t allow you to be associated with that gigolo! Don’t be a stepping stone for Ying Chen, he doesn’t deserve it! Stay far away from him!!”

“All female guests, read after me: Pitying a man brings 3 years of bad luck; sympathizing with a man brings a lifetime of bad luck; spending money on a man brings 3 lifetimes of bad luck.”

“Fu Ying, did you hear that? They’re talking to you.”

Fu Ying certainly heard it, so she went online immediately and tagged Ying Chen publicly: “@Ying Chen, when exactly are you returning my gifts?”

She loved to stir the pot. Besides genuinely wanting her gifts back, she instinctively wanted to suppress Ying Chen. Even if Xu Yangyang didn’t want him anymore, there was no guarantee he wouldn’t keep pestering her. What Fu Ying needed to do was kill off any potential love rivals! Especially Ying Chen. He was basically her “dark history”; she got angry every time she remembered him.

Fu Ying pursed her lips and began to think seriously: Is it possible to blacklist him from the industry, make his parents abandon him, and leave him deserted by everyone to die in a foreign land? It seemed difficult, but not impossible. Her eyes lit up. Why not tell my family about the rotten things Ying Chen did to me! Given how protective they are, they’ll definitely teach him a lesson.

Having made up her mind, Fu Ying acted quickly. Before Ying Chen could reunite with his parents and build a bond, she would strike a winning blow so he could never rise again. She held her phone quietly, the soft light illuminating her snow-white skin. Her slightly “wicked” expression made Xu Yangyang stop and look at her with curiosity. After learning from the system what Fu Ying was doing, Xu Yangyang suddenly found her quite likable. This ‘kind’ child has a good heart.

Since the other had helped her out a lot, Xu Yangyang uncharacteristically shared some of her snacks with Fu Ying. Fu Ying was flattered. Holding the snacks, she looked at Xu Yangyang expectantly. “Are you only giving me these once, or will you give them to me from now on?”

“If it’s only once, I’ll put them away and not eat them. I can’t bear to.”

Xu Yangyang’s face twitched. “Both,” she replied crossly. “Hurry up and eat. I’ll buy you more later.”

“Then I want to pick them myself!” Fu Ying immediately raised her hand, pushing her luck. “You have to go to the supermarket with me.”

Xu Yangyang seemed to see right through her but didn’t refuse. Fu Ying breathed a sigh of relief; she always felt terrified playing little tricks in front of Xu Yangyang. Next time, I’ll just say it directly, she thought. If Xu Yangyang developed a bad opinion of her because of it, she’d have nowhere to cry.

Ying Chen expected to soar on this wave of traffic—after all, the general public naturally had a “filter” for the wealthy. But he hadn’t expected Duan Qingli to suddenly appear, stealing half his limelight and making many doubt his story.

Ying Chen was furious, and the sight of Duan Qingli became more annoying. Yet it didn’t end there. His manager soon brought him news that felt like five bolts of lightning—his biological parents were pregnant! He was going to have a younger sibling!

How is that possible? There was no such thing in the original plot!

Ever since he transmigrated into the book, the usually calm Ying Chen finally felt an unspeakable panic. It was as if an invisible hand was pushing events in a direction he couldn’t guess. He was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He hadn’t returned home yet and had no emotional foundation with his parents. Persuading them to terminate the pregnancy was impossible. But if the child was born, they would inevitably compete with him and his future son for the family fortune…

Ying Chen’s face darkened. He gritted his teeth and made a cold-hearted decision: That child cannot stay. And it would be best if the child “lucklessly” miscarried before he even returned. That way, the Fuds would pour all their affection onto him, compensating him for everything the other child didn’t get to enjoy. He would rightfully own everything in the Fu family.

Ying Chen narrowed his eyes. Having made a plan, he acted immediately.

In the final week, Ying Chen was busy dealing with his “abortion orders,” Duan Qingli was busy finding her mom, and the background characters were enjoying a public-funded vacation. Fu Ying continued to follow Xu Yangyang around like a clingy puppy.

Everything was peaceful and beautiful, but Xu Yangyang felt a bit of regret looking at her packed work schedule. For at least the next six months, she wouldn’t be able to rest properly. But hey, earning money was its own joy.

When filming ended, Director He gave a polite speech and presented carefully prepared gifts to the guests. “Everyone performed wonderfully this season. If there is a second season, you are all welcome back to experience the rural life.”

Hearing this, Fu Ying shook her head like a rattle. “No more, no more. Director He, you should invite someone else next season.”

Even though she had rejected him publicly, Director He wasn’t angry. Instead, he asked, “What if Yan Man renews her contract for next season? Would you come then?”

“…I’ll come,” Fu Ying replied after agonizing over it for ages. Though it was hard and tiring, if she could build a relationship with the other woman more easily, she could endure it.

“I ship it! The ‘ManYing’ CP is the best!”

“Spoiled Young Mistress x Gorgeous Mature Beauty. Take my money! Ying-treasure chase hard, Sakura will always follow!”

Fu Ying’s expression of gritted-teeth compromise amused everyone. Amidst the teasing, they finally went down the mountain. At the airport, Fu Ying looked at Xu Yangyang reluctantly. “If you’re free, you must come to my house. I’ll show you the glowing corgi.”

Duan Qingli was preoccupied, but hearing this, she stopped and couldn’t help but laugh. The unease from the family search and the sadness of parting were instantly diluted by Fu Ying’s antics. She gave Xu Yangyang a deep look and said silently in her heart: Until we meet again!

“Okay.” Xu Yangyang nodded slightly to Fu Ying, then turned and left without hesitation.

Fu Ying opened her mouth as if to speak but stopped. She watched Xu Yangyang’s retreating back with lonely eyes until she disappeared completely. A part of her heart felt suddenly empty. She felt weak, as if the energy had been drained from her body. She wanted to chase after her, but she had classes to attend.

She needed to catch up to Xu Yangyang as quickly as possible so the gap between them wouldn’t be too large. She also had to work hard in her family’s company, striving to stand on her own so that in the future, in front of the wildly popular Xu Yangyang, she wouldn’t feel too inferior to look up.

Fu Ying realized she had so much to do. She wished she could split herself into twenty-four pieces.

Xu Yangyang enjoyed a rare period of peace. Without Fu Ying’s constant chatter, she felt a bit out of place at first, but mountain-high piles of work soon occupied her mind. Though busy, she felt very comfortable looking at her growing bank balance.

0357 didn’t quite understand why she was so obsessed with money. It was the same in the last world. There were many ways to complete a task, but Xu Yangyang always chose the most career-oriented path. Does it have something to do with the memories she lost? Xu Yangyang wasn’t sure herself, but who would complain about having too much money?

After being busy like this for half a month, Xu Yangyang unexpectedly spotted a familiar, sneaky figure after work. Her eyelashes flickered. “Fu Ying.”

Fu Ying jumped and immediately stood at attention. “What a coincidence!”

Xu Yangyang saw through her but didn’t say it. She asked with a smile, “What are you doing here?”

“Waiting for a friend,” she replied. “We’re having dinner.” Then, pretending to be curious, she asked, “Have you been working around here lately?”

“Mhm.”

That answer was all she needed. From then on, Fu Ying showed up every day. The exquisite, healthy “heart” meals she made herself never missed a day. Everyone was incredibly envious of Xu Yangyang. In their minds, Fu Ying was a pampered lady; the idea of her cooking for someone was almost unimaginable.

Xu Yangyang listened to the gossip quietly without reacting. Fu Ying stole several glances at her, her anticipation gradually turning into disappointment, but she quickly cheered up and continued to chatter around Xu Yangyang. When Xu Yangyang worked, she sat aside and focused on her books, never intruding. When work ended, she’d drive her luxury car all over the city, taking Xu Yangyang to every restaurant she thought was delicious.

This continued for a full six months. From her initial repeated failures to now, Fu Ying’s psyche had become incredibly strong. Even if Xu Yangyang rejected her to her face, she felt she could handle it. It would just be a heartbreak; she still had Xuehe to keep her company.

Even so, the thought of being heartlessly rejected made Fu Ying’s eyes redden with sadness.

When Fu Ying failed to keep up, Xu Yangyang turned back and noticed her distress. After a moment of thought, Xu Yangyang called out: “Fu Ying, come here.”

Fu Ying snapped out of it and ran toward her without hesitation. Her low-heeled leather shoes tapped a pleasant rhythm on the stone path. The breeze from her movement swirled the withered plane tree leaves, creating a brilliant warmth in the autumn sun.

Fu Ying stopped in front of Xu Yangyang, her slightly red eyes full of obvious confusion.

Xu Yangyang didn’t explain. She took a step closer, slowly leaning down. Fu Ying’s heart skipped a beat; she felt nervous and flustered by the sudden proximity. She instinctively wanted to step back, but a slender hand firmly and powerfully supported her waist, holding her in place.

Under the dazzling light, Fu Ying saw the person she longed for getting closer and closer—until her lips were suddenly covered by a sweet softness.

As her mind went blank, Fu Ying tried to sniff the scent unique to Xu Yangyang. Dizzily, she thought: I must be hallucinating.