A Scummy Alpha Supporting Character Accidentally Marks the Heroine After Transmigrating into a Book (GL) - Chapter 17

Who invited the heroine here?!

Almost the instant that question popped up, a name flashed in Yan Nanjue’s mind. She felt the hard object in her pocket and suddenly remembered leaving her phone on the sofa. Could it have been just now…

Luo Shuqing, that damnable vicious supporting lead…

Yan Nanjue felt like she was going to faint. Bai Wan had only just been discharged from the hospital; her body couldn’t handle such heavy wind and rain!

She almost failed to control her OOC impulses to tell Bai Wan to get in the car immediately. Just then, a bar waiter brought over a long-handled umbrella. She took it and walked into the rain, her eyes scanning Bai Wan with cold scrutiny.

“Who told you to come here?”

As she got closer, Yan Nanjue noticed Bai Wan’s lips were pale. She had no idea how long she had been waiting in the rain. Her heart trembled.

Bai Wan looked up, her pupils appearing even darker than the rain curtain outside due to the lighting. “Your childhood friend said you were drunk and told me to come pick you up.”

“Is that look of interrogation on your face meant to blame me? Her will is your will, isn’t it?”

“Isn’t this exactly what you wanted to see? Me being so wretched that I can only exist by depending on you, like a bird in a cage, at your disposal.”

Yan Nanjue instinctively gripped the umbrella handle tighter, her palms sweating with tension. She knitted her brows, her expression turning somber.

“No one else’s words represent my intent.”

Bai Wan’s eyes were filled with irony; she clearly didn’t believe a word of it.

Yan Nanjue desperately wanted to explain things clearly, but the “Persona” constraint kept her silent. “I don’t want to see such stupidity from you again. Whether it’s Luo Shuqing or anyone else, you shouldn’t be moved by a single phone call, making ‘Mrs. Yan’ stand in a storm waiting. It’s not just you being belittled, but the Yan family and the Corporation as well.”

“Remember your status. The only person you obey is me.”

With that, she said coldly, “Get in the car.”

Bai Wan sat in the car, bringing the damp scent of rain in with her. Yan Nanjue icily threw a blanket over her. The latter paused, looking as if she wanted to toss it away in disgust, but her fingers curled slightly, and she ultimately didn’t.

“Do I need to teach you how to use it?”

Bai Wan closed her eyes and wrapped the blanket around herself.

At that moment, message notifications kept pinging in the car. Yan Nanjue took a moment to check. The messages were from Luo Shuqing and Ji Ziyi. The former asked why she had left so suddenly and when she was coming back.

The latter said she had seen her and Bai Wan standing in the rain from the window.

Yan Nanjue had a headache.

[Yan Nanjue: Ask Luo Shuqing if she touched my phone.]

[Ji Ziyi: She said she just helped you answer a call.]

[Ji Ziyi: Why? Did Bai Wan call?]

[Yan Nanjue: Tell her not to touch my things without permission next time. I don’t like it.]

[Ji Ziyi: Oh ho, looks like that’s a yes.]

Yan Nanjue turned off her screen and ignored the subsequent messages.

“Why did you call me?” she asked.

Bai Wan’s voice rang out in the cabin: “Lin Furuo came to the villa looking for you. She said there’s a document only you know the location of, kept in the study.”

No wonder. She knew Bai Wan wouldn’t call her of her own volition.

When they returned to the villa, Assistant Lin was still waiting in the living room. Yan Nanjue went to the study to get the document for her first, and only then did she find the time to check the heroine’s Blackening Value.

Thank goodness, thank goodness, no change.

A knock sounded. The butler stood at the door with ginger tea. “Miss, have a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea to ward off the cold.”

Yan Nanjue took the warm porcelain bowl. “Where is hers?”

She didn’t specify who, but the butler understood perfectly. “I’ve already sent someone up to the Little Madam. Since her constitution is weak, I had the servants mix some medicine into it.”

Yan Nanjue was satisfied. The butler was the one in the villa who understood her heart best.

With a bowl of hot ginger tea in her stomach, Yan Nanjue warmed up from head to toe. She curled up in a corner of the sofa with a blanket and opened her laptop to handle work emails. When no one was around, many of Yan Nanjue’s own little habits surfaced.

Near midnight, her phone vibrated. It was the restless Luo Shuqing. Yan Nanjue answered.

“I’m sorry, Sister Nanjue. I shouldn’t have answered your phone without asking… Are you angry?” Luo Shuqing’s voice sounded dejected.

Yan Nanjue’s calm voice flowed into the night. “I’ve said before, I don’t like others touching my things. And you shouldn’t play pranks on people.”

On the other end, Luo Shuqing gripped her hand tighter, though her voice remained soft. “Sister Nanjue, we grew up together. You know I’m not the type to play pranks. I was worried Sister Bai Wan wouldn’t be able to reach you, so I took the initiative. She asked where you were, so I gave her the location and told her when we’d be done.”

“I didn’t tell her to come out in the rain. She must have misunderstood me. Please apologize to her for me.”

If Yan Nanjue hadn’t seen the “God’s perspective” of the original book, she might have believed those words. “Don’t bring this up again, and watch your boundaries.”

The other side fell into a brief silence. In a place Yan Nanjue couldn’t see, Luo Shuqing gritted her teeth so hard her fingertips trembled… This was the first time. Yan Nanjue was getting angry at her for Bai Wan’s sake.

…This had never happened before.

Yan Nanjue shut her laptop. “Anything else?”

“No, Sister Nanjue. I’ll be careful in the future. Get some rest.”

Yan Nanjue hung up.

The Next Morning.

Yan Nanjue went downstairs just as Bai Wan was having breakfast. After such a heavy storm yesterday, today was a rare clear day with excellent sunshine.

The dining area was bordered by floor-to-ceiling windows. Loose, warm sunlight fell on Bai Wan through the glass, outlining her with a faint, blurry golden edge. Bai Wan had her head lowered, her long lashes—gilded by the sun—casting a light shadow over her lids.

Her features were exceptionally fine, the corners of her eyes naturally upturned, her skin like solidified bean curd, possessing a jade-like translucent luster under the light.

Yan Nanjue’s pupils trembled involuntarily. Even knowing Bai Wan was beautiful, she was still caught off guard by that face.

Bai Wan was wearing comfortable, loose loungewear made of high-quality silk. As she leaned forward, the collar slipped loosely from her shoulder, revealing an exceptionally beautiful collarbone. The skin on half of her shoulder was as startlingly white as snow, and further down…

Yan Nanjue instinctively looked away. By the time she reached the table, Bai Wan had straightened her clothes and her expression had turned cold.

Yan Nanjue could keenly distinguish the difference between Bai Wan being expressionless and being disgusted. But no matter how much Bai Wan hated her, they still had to sit at the same table to eat.

Today they were going to the ancestral home. Grandma Yan had called and asked them to come for a meal. The ancestral home was remote, and Grandma Yan usually lived alone there. She liked the peace; only Yan Zhi was allowed to visit frequently.

The moment Yan Nanjue entered the dining room, Bai Wan put down her chopsticks. “I’m going to change.”

Yan Nanjue stole a glance at her plate. Bai Wan ate less than a cat. No wonder she was so thin.

【System: She’s thin mostly because you tortured her.】

“…Shut up, System.” Yan Nanjue cried silently. “How can you say it was me!”

【System: Is there a big difference?】

Yan Nanjue: “…”

She had nothing to say and buried her head in her food. After breakfast, they set out together and met Yan Zhi at the entrance of the ancestral home.

“Sis.” Yan Nanjue nodded. Yan Zhi looked at the person beside her and said politely, “Sister-in-law.”

Bai Wan gave a faint response, playing the part of “Mrs. Yan” in front of outsiders.

The three entered the living room. Grandma Yan didn’t have many hobbies besides tea and chess. Learning she was in the tea room, Yan Nanjue led the way.

Shortly after she turned, a servant beside the butler whispered, “Aunt Hai, you forgot to tell the Eldest Miss… the second Miss Luo arrived early this morning…”

As they approached the tea room, the sound of conversation became clear; Grandma Yan seemed to be hosting a guest.

Yan Zhi entered first, calling out sweetly, “Grandma!”

Grandma Yan stopped talking and said affectionately, “Xiao Zhi is here?”

“My sister and sister-in-law are here too. We met at the door and came in together.”

Yan Nanjue stepped into the tea room just after her. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out: “Sister Nanjue!” A figure lunged forward, intimately grabbing her arm before she could react, the scent of perfume hitting her face.

Yan Nanjue couldn’t dodge in time and was bumped back half a step, unable to avoid the hand.

Luo Shuqing said cheerfully, “You’re here? I was just talking to Grandma about you.”

Then, as if just noticing Bai Wan behind Yan Nanjue, she slowly turned her head. “Ah… I didn’t expect Sister Bai Wan to come too.”

Bai Wan’s expression was as cold as frost. Her gaze slid down and landed on the hand clutching Yan Nanjue’s arm.

Yan Nanjue’s body went rigid as she realized the situation she was in.