The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: My Wife is Obsessed with Her White Moonlight, and So Am I (4)

He Yuli’s face turned slightly pale green.

It was true that she liked Xu Yangyang’s bold and unrestrained behavior from last night, but having it brought up so bluntly by Xu Yangyang in broad daylight still made her feel a bit uneasy. The tips of her ears burned imperceptibly; that splash of rosy desire on her fair skin was soul-stirringly provocative.

Xu Yangyang’s eyes sparkled. As she stared intently at He Yuli, He Yuli suddenly had the illusion that she was being targeted by a greedy hunter.

The heat on her cheeks was quickly suppressed. He Yuli reined in the strange emotions in her heart and decided to change the subject: “She didn’t bully you today?”

“No.” Xu Yangyang raised a hand to tuck a long strand of hair behind her ear, a half-smile playing on her lips, her eyes full of teasing. “In all the world, who else besides you has the ability to bully me?”

“Even if she wanted to, it would depend on whether I’m willing or not.”

Xu Yangyang looped one arm around He Yuli’s waist. “What do you think, President He?”

She was clearly talking about something else entirely. As an adult, He Yuli keenly perceived the sexual suggestion in the other’s words. He Yuli narrowed her long phoenix eyes slightly. “Are you only like this to me? Or are you like this to everyone?”

He Yuli realized she knew too little about the person in front of her. In the past, she was busy with work, and the other party didn’t proactively approach her, so she had no interest in getting to know her deeply. The two of them were like strangers passing by, occasionally meeting but not even bothering to greet one another. Consequently, as He Yuli took in Xu Yangyang’s current appearance, she felt a wave of surprise.

“Of course I’m only like this with you, President He.” Xu Yangyang smiled and gazed at her. “Could it be that I have a second girlfriend?”

As soon as she finished, Xu Yangyang “danced in the minefield” again: “But if you don’t mind…”

“I do mind,” He Yuli interrupted her expressionlessly, without the slightest hesitation. She didn’t know when the little substitute had developed such a bold idea, but she unkindly nipped the thought in the bud. “If you dare to give me a cuckold, I will retaliate.”

Xu Yangyang looked up. “For example, sending me to the police station?”

Although she wasn’t truly that ruthless, He Yuli still nodded to intimidate the restless Xu Yangyang.

“Oh.” Xu Yangyang responded dismissively, then smiled gracefully. “Then… you must remember to visit me often. I’ll miss you.”

“President He.”

Xu Yangyang deliberately lowered her voice. That magnetic tone vibrated against He Yuli’s ear, mixing with the fragrance of the other’s hair and her warm breath. He Yuli’s heart hammered violently. In fact, He Yuli was not used to others’ closeness, especially physical contact. But Xu Yangyang broke her bottom line every time, becoming the exception.

He Yuli’s brows knitted slightly, feeling deeply confused by this abnormal version of herself. Was it because they had become familiar with each other? Or—

She rolled her eyes, her gaze landing lightly on Xu Yangyang’s lips, which were as red as rose petals. It was because the other’s beauty was too alluring.

He Yuli fell into thought, her slightly dark expression not improving, still maintaining the look of suppressed anger she had when hearing Xu Yangyang’s answer.

Xu Yangyang didn’t bother with all that. She directly reached out a finger to hook He Yuli’s waistband, making a move to lead her toward the bedroom. The force on her waist brought He Yuli back to her senses. She asked dazed, “What are you doing?”

“Have you had dinner?” Xu Yangyang asked instead of answering.

He Yuli hesitated for a moment and nodded. “I’ve already eaten.”

Hearing this, the corners of Xu Yangyang’s mouth lifted, carrying a bright and harmless smile, while a flash of cunning darted through her eyes. “Then we should get started on ‘serious business’.”

He Yuli’s fingertips trembled. “?” Again?

She stared at the back of Xu Yangyang’s head in shock. Sensing the other’s strong and undeniable attitude, He Yuli’s thoughts suddenly became very complicated.

Was she the one keeping the substitute, or was the substitute keeping her? This posture was clearly intended to work her until she waved the white flag in surrender!

He Yuli grabbed her wrist, trying to peel her hand off. “Forget it, let’s rest today,” she spoke tactfully. “You’ve been tired these past few days; you should recover well.”

“It’s okay.” Xu Yangyang looked back. “I’m not tired.”

After they both fell into silence for a while, Xu Yangyang raised an eyebrow. “Are you… ‘not able’ anymore, He Yuli?” She asked tentatively, “Is work too tiring?”

Xu Yangyang blocked all her exits. For a moment, He Yuli could neither admit it nor deny it. She looked at Xu Yangyang expressionlessly until Xu Yangyang laughed.

“Fine then,” she said with a bit of regret, no longer forcing He Yuli, and slipped into the room alone.

He Yuli stayed where she was until Xu Yangyang’s silhouette disappeared from view. She felt intuitively that the other was being strange, but she couldn’t figure out the specifics. After finishing her work in the study, He Yuli went to the room to find Xu Yangyang. The other was sitting in front of the computer. The glowing light of the screen illuminated her palm-sized fair face. With a glance from her dark eyes and black hair, she possessed a breathtakingly clear beauty.

He Yuli opened her mouth. “What are you doing?”

“Researching.” Xu Yangyang carefully maintained her most beautiful profile, not even sparing He Yuli a glance. “I want to know what kind of woman could enchant you like that.”

He Yuli’s eyes darkened. “This exceeds our contract agreement.”

“So what?” Xu Yangyang finally deigned to turn her head. Her dark eyes were misted with two clouds of hazy light. ” I just want to ‘make progress’ too much, President He. If I can better play the role of your ‘White Moonlight’, it’s good for both of us, isn’t it?”

She tilted her head and smiled at He Yuli, her clear gaze lacking any hint of calculation. He Yuli was stunned; suddenly, she didn’t dare to look directly into those overly beautiful eyes.

“I just want to advise you not to waste your energy.” He Yuli stared at her toes, a bitter taste crossing her heart. Even she herself hadn’t found that White Moonlight who she fell in love with at first sight; how could Xu Yangyang possibly find them? If Xu Yangyang really could find the person through the internet, she could satisfy any of Xu Yangyang’s requests.

But it was impossible. He Yuli’s mood became very low. If she had known, she should have bravely chased after them to ask for contact information.

Xu Yangyang propped up her cheek at the desk, appreciating He Yuli’s “lost appetite” over Ke Zhao without a ripple in her heart. A few seconds later, Xu Yangyang blinked, suddenly curious about He Yuli’s expression once she found out her so-called “White Moonlight” was actually a man.

0357: “Host, you are too wicked.” The system, sensing Xu Yangyang’s thoughts, popped out. “If the female lead suffers emotional trauma because of Ke Zhao, it will also affect the final result of the task judgment.”

Xu Yangyang immediately dropped the idea of dealing He Yuli a heavy blow right away. Her finger tapped the tabletop lightly, and she changed the subject abruptly. “Are you coming tonight or not? If not, I’m going to change clothes.” Xu Yangyang smiled slightly. “I’ll wear them home this weekend instead.”

He Yuli’s ears twitched. Although her emotions were still immersed in the loss of not finding her beloved, her brain began to think rapidly. “You want to wear them for Ye Zhizhi to see?” Realizing this, He Yuli immediately strode over with her long, straight legs. “Don’t even think about it. When you go home this weekend, you aren’t allowed to take a single thing from here back with you.”

He Yuli’s tall frame blocked Xu Yangyang between the table and her. Her attitude was very strong. She leaned down to look at Xu Yangyang; if Xu Yangyang dared to say a single “no,” she would teach her a lesson on the spot.

Xu Yangyang asked knowingly, “Why? He Yuli, you seem to dislike my sister very much.” Xu Yangyang met her gaze directly. “Are you wary of us? But she already has a boyfriend. Ke Zhao—maybe you know him.”

“Ke Zhao?” He Yuli murmured the name, then realized, her tone carrying a hint of dislike. “No wonder. People truly are ‘cut from the same cloth’.” She warned Xu Yangyang, “You aren’t allowed to contact Ke Zhao either. He is fickle and flirtatious; he changes women more often than clothes.” As she spoke, she added, “What does Ye Zhizhi see in him? Money?”

He Yuli asked and answered herself woodenly. After pondering for a long time, she finally revealed a little bit for Xu Yangyang’s sake: “The Ke family’s capital chain has run into problems recently. Like your mother, it probably won’t recover in the short term.”

“However,” He Yuli paused, then suddenly said with ambiguous meaning, “if the Ke family can swallow your mother’s company, they might be able to turn the tide and come back to life.”

Xu Yangyang’s face went dark. In a flash of insight, she thought of many vague plot points from the original text that had been glossed over. She wondered how Ye Zhizhi and Ke Zhao both became rich in the end—turns out they were eating Madam Xie’s “human blood buns” (benefiting from her demise)! Madam Xie was very busy; she probably had no idea about the affair between Ye Zhizhi and Ke Zhao until now.

But Ye Zhizhi’s father was meticulous and very patient. If he secretly struck a deal with the Ke family behind Madam Xie’s back, no matter how capable Madam Xie was, she couldn’t escape their grasp. Madam Xie trusted her husband very much, so his backstab would surely catch her off guard. If Madam Xie were a bit more fragile and became completely disheartened, losing her self-confidence… Xu Yangyang seemed to foresee the tragic ending identical to the original text.

Xu Yangyang rubbed her forehead, looked up at He Yuli, and beamed. “Thank you for being willing to reveal such important information to me. I have nothing to repay you with, so why don’t I please you well tonight?”

He Yuli: “…” We can’t get around this, can we?

Ultimately, under Xu Yangyang’s enthusiastic persuasion, He Yuli agreed half-reluctantly.

After a matchless display of cooperation, while Xu Yangyang was wiping down in the bathroom, she heard a rare, cold mechanical voice from 0357: [Task progress +1%, current total task progress: 1%.]

Xu Yangyang: “?” You’re such a dog. She secretly criticized. When she appeared again, she threw herself at He Yuli with a satisfied and happy smile. 1% is 1%; even a mosquito leg is meat.

On the weekend, Xu Yangyang bid farewell to He Yuli and was personally driven home by He Yuli’s driver.

Ye Zhizhi and her stepfather Ye Zhehan were both at home, sitting in the living room reading the newspaper and playing with their phones. After Xu Yangyang entered, she first quietly sized up Ye Zhehan. He was quite tall, with hints of sturdy muscle lines visible beneath his clothes; he was likely a very self-disciplined man who exercised frequently.

Ye Zhehan was different from what Xu Yangyang had imagined. His features were handsome; when not smiling, he had the refined, thin look of a scholarly gentleman, making it easy for people to overlook his physique. When he smiled, his eyes lit up with a certain boyish quality that didn’t match his age. It was a contradictory aura, yet it blended well on Ye Zhehan. Whether it was his youthful face or his strong body, it was enough to charm a wide range of women.

Xu Yangyang sneered inwardly; Madam Xie certainly had good taste in men.

While she was secretly observing Ye Zhehan, a kind smile already graced his face. He stood up enthusiastically to greet her: “Ningning is back! Come, sit here.” As he spoke, he moved to pull Xu Yangyang’s arm.

Xu Yangyang lightly dodged, remaining lukewarm and distant toward him. “Where’s my mom? Not up yet?”

“She’s still having a meeting in the study,” Ye Zhehan explained with a smile. “Go play with your sister for a bit, chat, talk; she should be out soon.”

Hearing this, Xu Yangyang didn’t linger and strode toward Ye Zhizhi. Ye Zhizhi’s gaze was glued to Xu Yangyang. Seeing her approach without a second thought, a subtle feeling emerged in her heart. Just as she was about to explore what that emotion was, she heard Xu Yangyang say, “Sis, long time no see.”

Ye Zhizhi raised her eyelids: “?” What are you pretending for? We just met three days ago. Of course, in front of Ye Zhehan, she didn’t expose Xu Yangyang and simply nodded perfunctorily. “Long time no see.”

Ye Zhehan had already gone to the kitchen to prepare fruit and coffee for Xu Yangyang. Xu Yangyang took the opportunity to sit beside Ye Zhizhi, asking in a very low voice, “How was it? Was there any effect? Did Brother-in-law take the bait?”

Although Ye Zhizhi didn’t want to admit it, she still nodded slightly with a reddened face and let out a tiny “mhm.” “There was an effect.” She hadn’t seen Ke Zhao like that in a long time. While her heart was fluttering, Ye Zhizhi couldn’t help but want more, wanting to control him firmly. She wanted Ke Zhao to stay home honestly every day and cut ties with all the women outside. That way, her position as the official girlfriend would be secure.

Ye Zhizhi’s emotions were written on her face; Xu Yangyang saw through her easily. Xu Yangyang wasn’t in a hurry to keep catering to Ye Zhizhi; instead, she shamelessly complimented her again: “Sis, you look so good when you blush. That night in front of Brother-in-law, did you blush like a peeled peach too?”

Xu Yangyang’s tone carried deep jealousy as she stared resentfully and intently at Ye Zhizhi. Ye Zhizhi was about to be burned by the heat of her gaze and instinctively turned her head the other way, denying, “No, I didn’t.”

This “cheap” sister’s attitude had been abnormal for a while, but only at this moment was Ye Zhizhi truly certain the other had taboo thoughts beyond sibling affection. While it was a headache, Ye Zhizhi was also strangely happy about it. So what if Ke Zhao had many admirers? If he was capable, let him be like her—making those of the same sex or even brothers and relatives at home fall for him!

Ye Zhizhi pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress the upward curve of her mouth, but failed.

Xu Yangyang stared at Ye Zhizhi with feigned suspicion. “I don’t believe you.” She stated firmly: “You like Brother-in-law so much, you must have quietly shown him all your best looks. Sis, you’re lying to me.”

She was getting a bit angry. Xu Yangyang showed it clearly, so Ye Zhizhi didn’t dare to zone out or be perfunctory anymore. She gritted her teeth, made a sacrifice of her charm, and spent a full half-hour coaxing Xu Yangyang before the girl smiled again. Ye Zhizhi couldn’t help but curse Xu Yangyang inwardly, yet she was helpless against her. She still needed to rely on her and use her as a tool to achieve her goals, so now was not the time to completely tear off the mask.

Luckily, Xu Yangyang’s temper came and went quickly. In the blink of an eye, her attitude became enthusiastic again. Ye Zhizhi gave her a perfunctory, disdainful glance, deciding to temporarily stop mentioning anything related to Ke Zhao in front of Xu Yangyang. She could tell Xu Yangyang hated Ke Zhao. As a good sister who cared for her sibling, Ye Zhizhi naturally wouldn’t poke the other’s “minefield” repeatedly.

After Ye Zhehan brought out fruit and coffee to entertain Xu Yangyang, he turned back to the kitchen to prepare dishes. His wife and stepdaughter were home for a rare visit; of course he had to make a feast. After all, he was a “gentle and virtuous” husband who actively maintained family harmony.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen from time to time, but it wasn’t enough to affect Xu Yangyang’s brainwashing of Ye Zhizhi. Within the morning, Xu Yangyang had successfully triggered Ye Zhizhi’s competitive nature, giving her the courage and methods to cut off all of Ke Zhao’s “rotten admirers.” Xu Yangyang always had many bad ideas; occasionally feigning casualness to give Ye Zhizhi a few tactful pointers, Ye Zhizhi was smart enough to infer and come up with ways to deal with those women. Had the situation today not been special, Ye Zhizhi might have already rushed out of the house to practice her plan.

Near 1 PM, Madam Xie finally emerged from the study. Coincidentally, Ye Zhehan had finished lunch, considerately ushering Madam Xie to her seat before diligently bringing out one exquisite dish after another. Ye Zhizhi tactfully went to help, but Xu Yangyang did not. She sat opposite Madam Xie with a expressionless face, looking at her phone, showing no intent to engage with her.

Previously, the original host had a falling out with Madam Xie because of Ye Zhehan. Madam Xie hadn’t lowered her head to coax her, so the host was holding a grudge, unilaterally refusing to forgive her. Madam Xie knew exactly what kind of personality her daughter had. Although company matters made her frustrated and exhausted, she softened her tone when facing Xu Yangyang and proactively struck up a conversation.

Xu Yangyang glanced at her quickly. After her expression shifted for a moment, she tactfully took the opportunity to reconcile. Smoothing her relationship with Madam Xie now would help her execute the next step of her plan.

Once the food was on the table, looking at the feast that rivaled a Manchu-Han Banquet, Xu Yangyang deeply admired Ye Zhehan. To stabilize his position, he truly put in the effort. Madam Xie had picky tastes; it was hard for outside food to please her, so Ye Zhehan had spent over a hundred thousand yuan specifically to learn cooking to become the “virtuous male assistant” behind a successful woman. He had persisted for nearly ten years; he had plenty of patience.

Seeing Madam Xie move her chopsticks, Xu Yangyang followed suit, then pretended to cautiously mention: “Mom, give me some more money; I’ve run out.”

Her words successfully caught the attention of everyone at the table. Ye Zhehan had a bad premonition and immediately wanted to cut her off. But Madam Xie spoke first: “Is an allowance of 200,000 yuan a month not enough for you to spend?”

“What 200,000?” Xu Yangyang looked at her blankly. “I only have 3,000.”

Ye Zhizhi knew the amount of Xu Yangyang’s allowance; now she wanted to know what Madam Xie’s words meant. She only had 20,000 a month—why did Madam Xie give Xie Ning so much? Was it differential treatment?

“3,000?” Madam Xie’s face instantly darkened. She looked coldly at Ye Zhehan, questioning him unkindly: “What exactly is going on?”

Cold sweat was about to pour down Ye Zhehan’s forehead. He explained hurriedly: “Ningning is young. I was worried she would spend recklessly or be targeted and scammed, so I took it upon myself to help her save most of the money.”

Is that so? Hearing this, Ye Zhizhi blurted out, “Then Dad, what about me?” She asked partly to test if Madam Xie was deliberately ignoring her and only treating her biological daughter well, and partly to test if Ye Zhehan had embezzled her own living expenses. If so, in either case, Ye Zhizhi wouldn’t forgive him easily.

“Zhizhi, it’s the same for you,” Ye Zhehan explained, sweating profusely. “I helped you save your money too.”

“You took it upon yourself very well; don’t do it again.” Knowing it was a misunderstanding, Madam Xie’s expression improved. “I give Ningning and Zhizhi 200,000 yuan a month not so they can save it and not use it.” Madam Xie said: “As my daughters, they don’t need to be frugal, nor do they need to watch other children wearing gold and silver and traveling everywhere with longing. I’m not that incompetent. Return the money to them immediately; do it right after dinner.”

How would Ye Zhehan dare talk back to Madam Xie? He agreed on the spot: “Yes, yes, yes.”

Xu Yangyang’s main goal today was this. Seeing Ye Zhehan spit out the money so easily to save himself, she felt a bit disinterested. “Uncle Ye, just transfer my principal and interest directly to Mom. I know Mom’s company has been having difficulties lately. Though I’m young, I want to do my part to help Mom get through this crisis.”

As soon as these words came out, all three people looked at her. Madam Xie was immensely gratified, while Ye Zhehan and Ye Zhizhi looked terrible, wishing they could devour her. It’s one thing to show your filial piety secretly, but saying it in front of everyone now—aren’t you intentionally dragging us down too? Even the youngest in the family was considering Madam Xie; if they still wanted to rely on her and “shear wool” from her in the future, how would they dare to stand by and do nothing?

Ye Zhehan and Ye Zhizhi, realizing they were likely to suffer a massive financial blow, looked grim.

Xu Yangyang didn’t care about their expressions. She asked Ye Zhehan directly in front of Madam Xie, “Uncle Ye, how much have I saved with you? Help me check.”

How would Ye Zhehan know? But since she asked, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and quietly use a calculator. “Roughly nearly two million,” he replied after a quick estimate.

Xu Yangyang smiled gracefully and said sweetly: “Mom, my money is all yours.” After speaking, she turned to urge Ye Zhehan again, “Uncle, transfer the money to Mom right now.”

Madam Xie tried to stop her, but after a bit of back-and-forth, the result was that Xu Yangyang and Ye Zhizhi each kept 100,000, and the remaining combined total of over four million was given to Madam Xie. Not only that, Ye Zhehan was forced to take out nearly three million from his private stash and transfer it to Madam Xie as well.

Madam Xie looked at the seven million newly deposited and her furrowed brows finally relaxed. She looked at Xu Yangyang, her sense of gratification deepening. As expected of her good daughter. This seven million was enough for her to catch her breath for a while.

After their private money and stashes were completely drained by Xu Yangyang, Ye Zhehan and Ye Zhizhi ignored her for the rest of the afternoon. Xu Yangyang didn’t shamelessly pester Ye Zhizhi; one had to let them cool down, right? Madam Xie had already gone to the study to continue working, so Xu Yangyang tactfully returned to her room.

She hadn’t rested well last night, so once she lay down, she slept until the middle of the night.

Xu Yangyang was woken up unnaturally by 0357’s system voice echoing in her ear:

[Task progress -1%, current total: 0%.]

[Task progress +2%, current total: 2%.]

[Task progress -3%, current total: -1%.]

[Task progress +5%, current total: 4%.]

[Task progress -3%, current total: 1%.]

Xu Yangyang, bleary-eyed and confused: “What kind of madness is He Yuli up to?”