The Beautiful Female Supporting Character is Flirtatious and Amorous [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 7

Chapter 7: The Whole Family Likes Men, Except Me (7)

Xu Yangyang sneezed without warning.

Su Rui reacted instantly, stripping off her own jacket to cover Xu Yangyang. Xu Yangyang peered out from under the coat—which smelled of laundry detergent—with only her eyes showing. Su Rui found it so adorable that she couldn’t control herself, whipping out her phone for a “click-click” ten-shot burst.

Xu Yangyang felt a bit hopeless. She asked the system: “0357, are all the female leads in your melodramatic world so…” she spent thirty seconds searching for the right words, “…unconventionally refreshing?”

0357: “Not necessarily.”

“Oh?” Xu Yangyang’s interest was piqued. “Tell me more.”

0357: “We also have the ‘useless’ female leads who wash underwear with a cold face, and those who are physically and mentally abused by the male lead but still love him to death, eventually leading to a successful Happy Ending.”

“Beyond that, we have the great ‘Sect of Di and Shu’ (Legitimate vs. Concubine-born), meaning as long as she is the eldest legitimate daughter of the house, she can sell off all concubine-mothers, concubine-fathers, concubine-husbands, and concubine-sons…”

“Wait?” Xu Yangyang interrupted 0357 with a face full of question marks, a bad premonition suddenly rising in her heart: “I won’t have to experience those in the future, will I?”

0357 smiled: “Correct, Host. As a reward, I’ll give you eight sons in the next world.”

“Hard pass,” Xu Yangyang blurted out. “You are truly vicious.”

“I only asked you a few questions, and you curse me so maliciously.” Xu Yangyang affirmed from the bottom of her heart: “0357, you really aren’t a decent thing.”

0357 went silent.

“Apologies, Host.”

The system tactfully “slid into a kneel,” very solemnly expressing its apologies to Xu Yangyang.

Xu Yangyang wasn’t petty enough to hold a grudge against an AI. She gave a very “cordial” smile. “Fine, don’t make those kinds of jokes again.”

0357: “Okay…”

Before it could finish, it heard Xu Yangyang say with a beaming smile: “Otherwise, I’ll twist your head off.”

Xu Yangyang’s body was not in serious danger. After a simple examination and treatment, the doctor ordered her to stay in the hospital for a week of observation. She wore a stabilization brace, lying as flat and straight as a salted fish, unable even to turn over.

Seeing this, Su Rui felt even more guilty. After running back and forth to settle everything for Xu Yangyang, she spontaneously asked her mother to brew various nutritious soups for her.

Xu Yangyang felt quite embarrassed, but Su Rui was very persistent, so she could only let her be.

On the day she was hospitalized, Zhang Yulan and the “Old Fellow” Meng Rudeng came to visit. Xu Yangyang stared at the scratches on the old man’s face and asked curiously, “Dad, what happened to your face?”

“Your mother scratched it,” Meng Rudeng replied dejectedly.

Xu Yangyang was surprised: “Dad, were you caught red-handed by Mom while flirting outside?”

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Meng Rudeng’s eyelid twitched as he stopped her harshly. “Your mother is just being unreasonable. I don’t know which bastard has been whispering in her ear, but now she gets suspicious and hysterical the moment she sees any man appearing near me.”

Meng Rudeng felt he was being wronged: “I say, after being married for so many years, I’ve never done anything to betray her. Why must she push things to this point?”

Xu Yangyang chuckled, “So you mean you did things to betray Mom before you were married?”

“Of course not.” Meng Rudeng frowned. “While I admit I had those ‘inclinations’ in the past, ever since I met Yulan, I settled down and stopped messing around.”

Meng Rudeng spoke with such deep emotion that he even moved himself.

Xu Yangyang maintained her smile. “You should say these things to Mom. Telling me won’t do any good.”

Meng Rudeng gave a bitter smile. He wanted to, but Zhang Yulan was determined; she wouldn’t listen to his excuses and even felt annoyed looking at him now.

Thus, this wealthy second-generation man, who had lived a smooth life for most of his years, finally realized that his happy family and marriage were teetering on the edge of ruin.

None of this was Xu Yangyang’s concern; she wished this family would break up as quickly as possible.

After dismissing the heartbroken Meng Rudeng, Xu Yangyang quickly threw herself back into work. Meng Zhichuan’s head was still full of men, so the vast majority of company affairs fell onto Xu Yangyang’s shoulders.

She was so busy she wished she had eight heads and twenty pairs of hands to cover her heavy workload.

Seven days passed in a flash.

“Manager,” Su Rui stepped in with a cheerful expression, “We can be discharged now!”

“Okay.” Xu Yangyang nodded, answering Su Rui while her eyes remained glued to the computer screen. Being ignored, Su Rui pouted her lips slightly but didn’t dare disturb her. She quietly packed the things on the side and patiently repeated herself only after Xu Yangyang finished her work.

Xu Yangyang finally received the message successfully. “You go back to the office first; I need to go home.”

“Should I accompany you?” Su Rui asked tentatively.

“No need.” As expected, Xu Yangyang declined with a smile, though her reason was logical: “We have a family gathering today.”

Su Rui had nothing left to say and accepted this helpless reality.

When Xu Yangyang arrived home, Jiang Ni was there. Not only that, but Meng Zhichuan was quietly accompanying her, peeling fruit. Xu Yangyang observed them inconspicuously, a sense of confusion rising in her heart.

They hadn’t seen each other for just a few days, yet the relationship between the two had become strange.

She couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at Jiang Ni, eventually getting caught red-handed. “Feifei.” Jiang Ni smiled, standing up to support her. The woman’s long fingers were cool to the touch; the sudden contact with Xu Yangyang’s skin made her instinctively want to pull away.

Jiang Ni didn’t notice. She wore a thin overcoat, her long curly hair draped lazily over her shoulders. Her gentle aura had a touch more tenderness and languor, making her seem as approachable as a sister next door.

“Is your body feeling better?” Jiang Ni helped her sit on the nearest sofa, then naturally took a peach from Meng Zhichuan’s hand to feed Xu Yangyang.

Xu Yangyang took a bite. The flesh was crisp and sweet.

“Much better.” She took such a large bite that her cheeks puffed out instantly. Jiang Ni’s eyes crinkled with a soft, doting look.

After being waited on by Su Rui for the past few days, Xu Yangyang had become accustomed to it and didn’t think her behavior was inappropriate. And in Jiang Ni’s eyes, Xu Yangyang was an injured younger sister, so she also felt nothing wrong with feeding her by hand.

Zhang Yulan, however, was a different story.

She took in the intimate scene of them “exchanging glances,” feeling that the lilies of her hometown were blooming more and more vibrantly.

Although she was the only “normal” person in this house, there is an old saying: “Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.” Therefore, in her spare time, Zhang Yulan had been passionately surfing the web, checking almost all information related to sexual orientation.

Not only that, she had accidentally wandered into various anime and literature sites, reading everything—from the “describable” to the “indescribable.”

Polluted by authors and netizens, her mind was now full of “colorful waste material” that wouldn’t be permitted on major publishing platforms.

Zhang Yulan’s gaze was too intense. Xu Yangyang eventually looked up. “Mom?” she asked, puzzled at Zhang Yulan, who was standing there like she was being punished. “Why don’t you come and sit?”

Sit? Sit where?

Zhang Yulan glared at Xu Yangyang. The two of them were nearly taking up the whole sofa—where was there room for an outsider?

And that Meng Zhichuan—useless thing, he couldn’t even keep a woman’s attention.

Frustrated, Zhang Yulan turned and glared at Meng Zhichuan. A total blockhead.

Meng Zhichuan, suddenly targeted by his mother, was full of question marks. Seeing him like this made Zhang Yulan even angrier. Each and every one of them was a handful.

In front of Jiang Ni, Zhang Yulan remembered her “character setting” and maintained the steady, highly cultivated posture of a noble lady. “Ni Ni, you should eat too. Don’t just keep feeding Feifei. She’s been pampered in the hospital these last few days; look, her face has even rounded out.”

Calling her “round” was an exaggeration; compared to average people, she was still slender. It was just that the previous Meng Fei was so sickly thin that the change now was very obvious.

Jiang Ni smiled and chimed in, “Feifei looks better with a little more weight. Before, she was so thin it looked like she wasn’t getting enough to eat every day.”

Xu Yangyang didn’t know if Jiang Ni was being intentional or just oblivious, but as soon as she said that, looks of embarrassment and guilt flashed across the faces of Zhang Yulan and Meng Zhichuan.

Zhang Yulan cleared her throat to cover for herself: “Children in their teens grow fast. Feifei had a small appetite, so it was inevitable that her nutrition couldn’t keep up.”

“It’s fine now. Feifei’s height has stabilized. As long as we supplement her nutrition, she’ll grow up to be as graceful as the moon.”

Jiang Ni surprisingly didn’t argue.

She was 180 cm, while Xu Yangyang was currently around 170 cm. Given that neither Zhang Yulan nor Meng Rudeng were particularly tall, it wasn’t easy for Xu Yangyang to reach her current height.

Jiang Ni smiled and patted Xu Yangyang’s head. “Feifei, you must eat more. Now that you’re working, you must have a balanced diet, lest you collapse from exhaustion one day.”

It was a perfectly normal gesture, but Xu Yangyang felt something strange in her heart.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Ni. The other woman was smiling beautifully, showing no aggression on the surface. Xu Yangyang had always been unable to resist this kind of gentle, “older sister” figure.

Thus, her confusion only lasted for a moment before she quickly succumbed to the other’s closeness.

Meng Zhichuan, with his head full of men and a thick-skinned nervous system, didn’t notice anything wrong at all. Only Zhang Yulan’s face was livid. She wanted to erupt, but with Jiang Ni present, she could only endure it.

Is it just my imagination?

Zhang Yulan knit her brows tightly. She couldn’t help but feel that Jiang Ni’s attitude toward Xu Yangyang was very unusual.

In this situation, even Xu Yangyang appeared “normal.”

Because Jiang Ni was the one who was truly acting strange.

For a moment, Zhang Yulan didn’t even know if the “hunter with ulterior motives” was herself or Jiang Ni.