A Scummy Alpha Supporting Character Accidentally Marks the Heroine After Transmigrating into a Book (GL) - Chapter 36

Yan Nanjue silently averted her gaze. She truly didn’t know how to face Luo Shuqing’s stubborn affection. She couldn’t accept these feelings on behalf of the original host, nor could she break off ties with Luo Shuqing without violating her character persona (OOC).

The hospital room fell into a dead silence.

After a long while, Luo Shuqing asked, “Why?”

Yan Nanjue simply replied coldly, “No reason.”

Ignoring the underlying meaning in Luo Shuqing’s words, she countered with a question: “Do you really think Bai Wan is capable of being jealous of your existence?”

Luo Shuqing was struck dumb.

Everyone knew that Bai Wan had become Mrs. Yan only because of that face—the face that was fifty percent similar to someone else’s. Between them, there was no affection, only interests and coercion.

…Is it truly only interests?

The question sat heavy in her throat, on the verge of being blurted out. Luo Shuqing almost lost control. If it were only interests, why stand in front of her to protect Bai Wan? Why accompany her to the school anniversary? And then there was the incident in the water, the necklace… could all of these really be just because of a similar face?

Yan Nanjue glanced at her expression and roughly guessed what she was thinking.

Of course, she wasn’t being nice to the female lead because of that face.

The “Senior” was the original host’s white moonlight, not hers! Her intense focus on the female lead was entirely because of the mission!

From the moment she arrived in this book, her sole purpose had been Bai Wan.

Since she couldn’t say these thoughts out loud to the person in front of her, Yan Nanjue pretended not to notice. She waited for Luo Shuqing to calm down before asking again, “Why did you go to the villa to find Bai Wan?”

There had to be a reason for Luo Shuqing to seek out Bai Wan. Bai Wan hated her so much that she wouldn’t have agreed to a meeting easily.

“…I went to find you, but you weren’t there. I just wanted to chat with her, that’s all. I don’t remember clearly what happened after that.”

Yan Nanjue looked at her suspiciously, unsure of the truth of her words.

Unfortunately, this incident didn’t exist in the original book, so she had no way of knowing the truth.

Luo Shuqing said, “Don’t you believe me, Sister Nanjue? You can go ask Sister Bai Wan yourself. That’s all I can remember. My head hurts a lot and I can’t recall anything else. I’m sorry.”

Footsteps and a familiar voice came from outside the door. Ji Ziyi pushed the door open and entered. “Shuqing, my little baby, what am I going to do with you?”

She strode aggressively to the bedside, looked at the IV drip, then at the cast on her leg and the bandages on her head. Her aggressive stance suddenly collapsed, and she shook her head repeatedly.

“Aren’t you having a bit too much bad luck lately? First the burn on your hand, now falling down the stairs. Are you a little jinx?”

The deathly atmosphere in the room was broken by her arrival, and Yan Nanjue took the opportunity to step back.

Chen Wanjun arrived late, surveyed the room, and finally fixed her gaze on Luo Shuqing.

“Injured like this, can you still go to the art exhibition?”

Luo Shuqing nodded. “I’m going.” She said with a smile, “It’s my dream. I will definitely go.”

Chen Wanjun patted her head with a very light motion. “Let Ji Ziyi wheel you there when the time comes.”

She looked at Yan Nanjue. “When did you get here, A-Yan?”

Yan Nanjue: “Not much earlier than you two.”

Both of them tactfully avoided the question of how she fell down the stairs. Ji Ziyi asked about Luo Shuqing’s condition and circled the bed to look at her casted leg, even poking it curiously.

Chen Wanjun sat beside Yan Nanjue and asked in a low voice, “How is Bai Wan?”

Yan Nanjue’s expression was cold. “She’s fine.”

Hearing this, Chen Wanjun didn’t push further. She watched the two people bickering for a while, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Yan Nanjue was curious why Ji Ziyi had come alone. She asked casually, “Why isn’t Boss Cheng, who is usually glued to her side, here?”

“They had a fight.”

Yan Nanjue was slightly surprised. That fast?

Chen Wanjun stated, “They ran into her ex-girlfriend during their date.”

“Which one?”

“Four of them.”

Yan Nanjue: “…”

She glanced at Ji Ziyi’s attractive profile and sighed quietly to the system in her mind.

The group stayed at the hospital for the whole morning before preparing to leave. Both Chen Wanjun and Ji Ziyi had things to do. The latter leaned lazily on the former’s shoulder, standing without any posture. “I’ll come back to accompany you tomorrow, okay, little jinx? Big sister really has things to do this afternoon and evening.”

Chen Wanjun stood up straight. “I’m very busy these few days and won’t have time to watch you. Behave yourself during this time.”

She glanced at Luo Shuqing’s elevated leg and knit her brows slightly. “Secretary Lü, please keep a close eye on her these days. Sister Huazhi has already spoken to me. I’ve sent people to follow her everywhere. She isn’t allowed to go anywhere far before the exhibition.”

“Ah—Jun-jun, how can you be like this?”

Chen Wanjun cut off her wailing. “If she doesn’t let you follow, call me.”

She looked straight at Luo Shuqing, her gaze seemingly able to see through everything.

Luo Shuqing’s voice gradually weakened. “Alright…”

Yan Nanjue also intended to leave and started to walk out with them.

Luo Shuqing caught her movement out of the corner of her eye and instinctively called out, “Sister Nanjue! Can you stay with me a bit longer…?”

Yan Nanjue’s footsteps paused slightly. She looked back and shook her head gently at the hopeful gaze. “I have a meeting this afternoon.” It was a polite refusal.

Luo Shuqing’s hand dropped. “Okay, go ahead and get to work.”

She curled her lips into a smile and waved. “Goodbye, Sister Nanjue.”

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By the time Yan Nanjue finished the work piled up from the day, the sky was completely dark.

Lin Furuo, ready to get off work, packed up her laptop and headed out, only to knock and return a few minutes later. She reported dutifully, “President Yan, the people below said the Madam took the afternoon off. Someone from the sanatorium also messaged me saying the Madam went to visit her younger siblings.”

Yan Nanjue was stunned. Today wasn’t the day for Bai Wan to go to the sanatorium.

The original host only allowed Bai Wan to go once a month, and the visitation time was strictly regulated for the 10th of every month. Bai Wan had already gone once this month; why did she go again today?

Seeing that Yan Nanjue didn’t look angry, Lin Furuo continued, “The Madam said you allowed her to go, so the sanatorium let her in. She stayed with the two children all afternoon and left at five. We don’t know where she went after that.”

Yan Nanjue immediately became nervous. Did the female lead run away again?!

Just when the blackening value dropped a bit, this happens?!

The system comforted her: [If the female lead were running away, I would receive a collapse warning. Rest easy, she is still on the plot line and hasn’t deviated.]

Yan Nanjue felt a bit relieved. “And now?”

Lin Furuo said tactfully, “After the Madam moved out of the villa, the people following her were withdrawn. That was your order.” The implication was that she didn’t know where she was either.

Yan Nanjue had almost forgotten about that.

She shut down her computer. “I see. You can go home now.” She didn’t say anything else, effectively admitting that she had authorized the sanatorium visit.

In any case, Assistant Lin wouldn’t dare to question her.

On the way back to the apartment, Yan Nanjue felt anxious. After thinking it over, she pulled out her phone and dialed Bai Wan’s number.

Ring— Ring—

The call went through, but no sound came from the other end.

Yan Nanjue instinctively held her breath. After two seconds, she spoke slowly, “I heard Mrs. Yan took the afternoon off without reason? Her whereabouts are still unknown even now.” Her tone was flat, but the words were mocking.

“I wasn’t feeling very well.”

Bai Wan’s clear, cool voice came through the receiver, slightly distorted.

Hearing her voice, Yan Nanjue’s tension eased considerably. She exposed the lie: “Who gave you permission to go to the sanatorium without authorization?”

There was no reply from the other side, only the sound of shallow, faint breathing.

“I want to see you before I get back to the apartment.” Yan Nanjue seemed to lose interest in the interrogation and sneered, “You’d better not be thinking of leaving again, Mrs. Yan. You know I have countless ways to drag you back.”

“As for this unauthorized trip to the sanatorium, I’ll treat it as a reward for your good behavior lately.”

“There won’t be a next time.”

The call ended.

On the other end of the phone, Bai Wan looked coldly at the name fading on the screen. She swiped her finger and opened the message sent by the villa’s butler.

She had asked the butler indirectly about recent events.

[Butler Li: Why is the Madam suddenly asking about this?]

Aunt Li, the butler, was used to worrying. After hesitating, she couldn’t help but send some words of advice.

[Butler Li: Madam, the Miss just has a very spoiled temper. You know about many of the things she’s done recently, she…]

Bai Wan casually scanned the long paragraph of advice that followed. She tapped her temple with her hand resting on her cheek and sent a simple “Mm” in reply. Her eyes held a trace of thoughtfulness as she scrutinized the previous messages.

A knock came at the door. “Xiao Wan, the Dean is here.”

Bai Wan put away her phone, stood up, and walked toward the door.

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After hanging up, Yan Nanjue peeked at the remaining distance and told the driver to slow down, claiming she felt dizzy.

The driver complied, and the car slowed.

System: [What are you doing?]

Yan Nanjue: “If she isn’t back by the time I get there, I’ll lose a lot of face. I don’t want to go crazy and fight with her.”

System: […] [Then why did you sound so harsh on the phone?]

Yan Nanjue said aggrievedly, “It’s not my fault the OOC judgment criteria are so strict. The original host is a controlling lunatic.”

The system looked at the OOC value. It was stable; even when it occasionally exceeded the limit, she quickly forced it back.

Yan Nanjue also took a look, and tears almost fell on the spot. “This is the result of my diligent and hard work at being a lunatic!”

God knew how scared she was every time she acted crazy with Bai Wan.

She was afraid that if she overdid it, Bai Wan would blacken, but if she didn’t do enough, she’d get an OOC warning.

Seeing her pitiful state, the system encouraged her: [It’s been hard on you. So keep it up, strive to complete the mission, and get everything you want.]

About twenty minutes later, the car stopped below the apartment building. Yan Nanjue pushed open the apartment door, and the fingerprint lock let out a crisp beep.

The first thing she did upon entering was look down at the foyer. She saw the shoes Bai Wan wore when she went out.

Good, good. The female lead came back earlier than she did.

Walking into the living room, Yan Nanjue heard movement from the adjacent dining room.

Not only was Bai Wan back, but she had also started preparing dinner. Faint sounds traveled from the dining room to the living room.

[See? The female lead is fine. I told you that you were too nervous on the road. She said herself she took leave because she wasn’t feeling well.]

Yan Nanjue couldn’t help but ask, “Then where did she go after leaving the sanatorium?”

She really couldn’t imagine where Bai Wan would go. In the two years since the marriage, all her social connections had been cut off. Most of her former friends had left the city, and her only two relatives were in the sanatorium.

While she was thinking, footsteps came from the dining room.

Yan Nanjue turned her head just in time to see the female lead taking off her apron.

Long hair was inconvenient for chores, so she had tied it loosely with a thin rubber band. Her ponytail cascaded down her neck, passing through the wide collar at her chest, with the ends just barely brushing her waist. Her jet-black hair contrasted with her pale skin, which rarely saw the light, making her look like a richly colored painting.

Her long fingers reached behind her neck and skillfully untied the strings.

She lowered her lashes in a seemingly submissive manner. The dining room light hit the top of her head, giving her a soft, blurred glow. In that moment, she truly looked like a gentle, submissive wife waiting at home for her lover.

Yan Nanjue was startled by those four words that suddenly popped into her head. She pinched her knuckles hard to force herself to snap out of it.

She actually used “gentle and submissive” to describe the female lead.

Was she crazy?

Bai Wan didn’t look up until she had untied the apron and put it back in its place. She then looked toward her.

Yan Nanjue couldn’t dodge in time and met her gaze. Her breath hitched.

Bai Wan simply glanced past her and sat on the living room sofa. “I ate out,” she said softly. She casually picked up the remote, turned on the TV, and switched the news to the financial channel.

Yan Nanjue stood frozen. Hearing the TV, a strange sense of dissonance rose in her heart.

She looked back, her gaze settling unobtrusively on Bai Wan.

Yan Nanjue asked coldly, “Where did you go after taking leave?”

“The sanatorium.”

Yan Nanjue sneered. “Playing dumb.” Her voice carried mockery and warning as she spoke again, “I’m asking where you went after leaving the sanatorium.”

Bai Wan kept her eyes on the TV. “A café.”

“A café?”

“I didn’t want to come back so soon,” Bai Wan explained indifferently.

The answer seemed plausible. Yan Nanjue glanced at her and turned into the dining room. The moment she took her first bite, her expression changed imperceptibly.

“System… help…”

The system was confused: [Is the food poisoned?]

Yan Nanjue closed her eyes, her hand gripping the chopsticks so hard they almost snapped. “So… salty.”

The system fell into a rare silence.

Under the table, Yan Nanjue gripped the fabric of her trousers. The aftertaste on her tongue was pure salt. She almost couldn’t maintain her cold expression. “How much salt did she put in the food?!”

She glanced sideways at Bai Wan and realized that although the other was staring at the screen, her mind clearly wasn’t on the content. She was lost in her own world.

How distracted did she have to be to spill that much salt!

Yan Nanjue covered her mouth and silently pushed the dish away. Her chopsticks moved toward another dish. Prepared to be salted again, she was caught off guard by the bitterness.

She hated bitterness even more than salt.

Yan Nanjue bit her lower lip, suppressing the urge to spit it out. She didn’t intend to try anything else.

System: [Didn’t you love her cooking the most?]

Yan Nanjue closed her eyes. “Today’s dishes are all…”

She felt like the female lead had added the seasoning with the intention of poisoning her.

Seemingly hearing the sound of her pushing back the chair to stand up, Bai Wan turned her head. “What is it?”

Yan Nanjue stared at her coldly, her eyes filled with a dangerous warning.

“Redo it.”

She dropped those two cold words and stood to leave.

Bai Wan watched her silhouette disappear.

Bang!

Yan Nanjue slammed the door, using much more force than usual, silently manifesting her anger.

Bai Wan stared at the closed door for two seconds, her finger touching her cheek, her eyes filled with inquiry.

The lights in the living room weren’t on; the only illumination came from the TV. The mottled light fell on her, her snow-white skin acting as the perfect canvas. She was almost reflected into an oil painting by the fragmented, colorful light.

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Yan Nanjue was analyzing with the system.

“Don’t you think the female lead is acting weird?”

System: [You ask me the same question every once in a while.]

“Really?” Yan Nanjue peeked at the tip of her nose guiltily. “But I feel very uneasy…” She couldn’t pinpoint where the unease was coming from.

System: [Give me an example?]

“She wasn’t just distracted while cooking; she was also dazing out while watching TV. Aside from serious illnesses, she has never taken leave before.” She speculated to herself, “Could something have happened at the sanatorium?”

Thinking of this, Yan Nanjue told Lin Furuo to send over everything that happened with Bai Wan at the sanatorium. After a moment, she decided to ask for the surveillance footage instead.

Assistant Lin was very fast and sent over several hours of surveillance footage shortly after. Yan Nanjue scanned through it at high speed. Bai Wan’s words and actions were normal. When leaving the sanatorium, she gave her siblings a tight hug and then got into a taxi.

The taxi was parked in a slightly awkward spot, so the camera didn’t record the license plate number.

Before getting into the car, Bai Wan turned her body and seemed to look back toward the surveillance camera. The recording ended there, and the screen froze on that frame.

[Don’t overthink it. All her stats are normal.]

Yan Nanjue was half-doubting. “Really?”

The system pulled up the panel for her to see. Bai Wan’s emotions hadn’t fluctuated much, and all her physical stats remained stable.

[Being distracted might just be because she was moved by seeing her siblings.]

Yan Nanjue believed this speculation.

She stayed in her room for half an hour and went out when she estimated the time was right.

Bai Wan had remade several dishes and returned to her room after cleaning up. The TV was still on, but it had switched from the financial channel to the weather forecast. The background behind the host was in “blue hour” tones—a deep blue that radiated a slight chill. This light fell on the carpet and sofa, making the living room feel silent.

Yan Nanjue cautiously took a bite. The taste was the same as usual, so she was relieved.

The female lead had indeed been distracted because she went to the sanatorium.

Satisfied after dinner, Yan Nanjue found her laptop on the sofa, switched on the light, tuned the TV to the variety show she watched last time, and handled some unfinished business while keeping the volume low.

Because she had avoided that cross-sea project, her recent workload had become even busier, and she had to work overtime after returning home.

She leaned against the sofa, supporting one cheek. She asked listlessly, “System, if I help the Yan Corporation avoid the project traps they encountered in the original book, will the company still end up bankrupt?”

[That depends on your mission.]

The system said, [The traps you avoided are only the ones they’re facing now. After the female lead blackens, she will have countless ways to mess with you and the Yan Corporation. Her targets for revenge are not just you, but also the corporation that supports your arrogance.]

Yan Nanjue became thoughtful. So her current actions could only delay the collapse of the Yan Corporation.

The key was still Bai Wan.

She casually twirled her stylus. The slightly heavy pen was as agile in her fingertips as a spinning flower.

The system discovered for the first time that she had this skill and recalled her saying earlier that her profession was similar to Luo Shuqing’s. No wonder.

After finishing her work, Yan Nanjue let out a small yawn, pulled over a blanket, and closed her eyes on the large sofa.

[Go sleep in your room,] the system reminded her not to sleep just anywhere.

Yan Nanjue mumbled indistinctly, “I don’t want to move. I’ll nap for a bit. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and go to my room then.”

System: [I don’t think you’ll wake up in the middle of the night.]

“Then you set a time to call me…”

Her body sank into a corner of the sofa, tucked in so well that if one didn’t look closely, they could hardly see a person there.

In the middle of the night, the system woke her up on time.

Having just opened her eyes, Yan Nanjue was still a bit dazed and lay there for a while.

At that moment, the sound of a door opening came. Bai Wan walked out of her room with a water cup and walked straight past her toward the water dispenser.

Yan Nanjue rubbed her forehead with her back to her, sat up straight, and switched on the floor lamp.

A gaze fell on her at that moment.

Bai Wan had one hand resting on the counter, her expression indifferent and her gaze cold.

Yan Nanjue felt a bit uncomfortable under her gaze and couldn’t help but frown. “Pour me a glass of water.”

The gaze was withdrawn. Light and slow footsteps passed the side of the sofa, and a glass cup was placed on the coffee table in front of her with a slight clink.

Bai Wan didn’t say an extra word and turned to leave.

When she reached the corner of the corridor, she suddenly paused and turned half of her body. Half of her face, as beautiful as a siren’s, was hidden in the shadows of the wall.

The cold moonlight fell on her high nose bridge, and her amber pupils radiated a coldness like the moon. Only a small part of her lower jaw was illuminated by the indoor light; the rest was hidden in the darkness, making it look even more blurred.

“—Su Changyin.”

Her voice, as melodious as spring water in a forest, rang out in the silent living room.

Yan Nanjue’s movements paused slightly as she looked up.

“The person represented by this name… who is she?”

Yan Nanjue was stunned, her mind went blank. She couldn’t retrieve where this name came from.

Bai Wan’s gaze fell on her face, taking in all her reactions. Naturally, she didn’t miss the momentary daze when the name was mentioned.

She raised her brow slightly, an expression so subtle that no one noticed.

Seeing that the person on the sofa seemed to have fallen into deep thought because of the name, Bai Wan straightened her body and returned to her room soundlessly.

The system’s voice rang in Yan Nanjue’s ears in disbelief: [What are you doing?!!!]

Yan Nanjue completely didn’t remember who this name belonged to. “What? What?”

The system roared: [Su Changyin is your White Moonlight and you actually don’t remember?!!!!!]

Yan Nanjue froze on the spot. “Ah… ah?!!! This is my White Moonlight?!!”