After Transmigrating as the Vicious Female Supporting Character, I Ran Away While Pregnant - Chapter 11

Afterward, Mo Yueshuang explained to Ranran that she had only voiced the character for the Nona animation; she wasn’t the real Nona, nor could she use a necklace to harness divine power to transform and grow wings.

Ranran appeared somewhat disappointed. However, after Mo Yueshuang found the original animation clips given to her by the production team years ago and played them for her—and then gifted the original discs to her—the worry on Ranran’s little face finally dissolved back into a smile.

Mo Yueshuang stayed by Ranran’s side, though while Ranran watched TV, she was reading the script.

Mo Yueshuang had read the original novel before, but the current script had undergone some revisions. She heard that to ensure high fidelity to the source material, the script had been completed solely by the original author over a period of three months.

Because Li Sheng had to look after her child—taking her to the amusement park or zoo every weekend, taking a set of growth photos every month, and occasionally attending symphony concerts when Ranran felt inspired—these tasks took up much of Li Sheng’s time; otherwise, the script would have been finished long ago.

Yet, in the eyes of outsiders, Li Sheng was already a powerhouse existence.

Mo Yueshuang’s gaze drifted toward the kitchen, an inexplicable emotion rippling subtly through her without her even realizing it.

This was likely the first time since she left home that someone had prepared lunch for her. Chen Yue had tried once, but after nearly burning the kitchen down while boiling water for instant noodles, she had given up.

Thinking of this, Mo Yueshuang smiled for no reason.

“Auntie Mo, did you see something funny?”

Hearing the laughter, Ranran turned her head toward Mo Yueshuang. Mo Yueshuang’s ear tips flushed as she shook her head repeatedly: “No, I’m just looking at the script.”

“Is it Di Xue, the one Mommy wrote?”

Mo Yueshuang spread the script out for Ranran to see: “It’s this one. Does Ranran know these characters?”

“I only know seventy-two Huaxia characters.”

“Does Ranran know characters from other countries too?”

“Mm-hmm! Miranda knows many languages, and she taught me.” The person Ranran admired most was her mommy, followed by Auntie Miranda, whom she had known since she could remember. Now there was one more: Auntie Mo, who spoke just like the guardian deity Nona.

Mo Yueshuang felt curious about this “Miranda” Ranran mentioned, but asking a child too many questions felt a bit like prying, so she stopped herself and switched to chatting about Ranran herself.

Mo Yueshuang praised Ranran for being clever, and Ranran puffed out her little chest proudly, saying with full conviction: “Mommy is the most amazing. Mommy even speaks alien languages.”

At that moment, Li Sheng happened to come out of the kitchen. Hearing Ranran’s words, a look of moved amusement crossed her face. That had happened at Ranran’s third birthday party; she had been coaxed into getting drunk by Miranda and Guan Tai and had spoken the secret code from her base in her previous life. She hadn’t expected Miranda and Guan Tai to be crafty enough to record it, later pressuring her to explain which country or race that language belonged to, as they had never heard it and couldn’t find any information online.

Li Sheng explained it was just drunken gibberish, but Miranda, based on years of experience researching specialized languages, insisted that Li Sheng was speaking an undiscovered language. Because the tones were beautiful and felt empowering when shouted, Miranda became obsessed with it, even packing her bags to travel and conduct research.

After searching for half a year with no leads, Miranda returned in a huff and set that base code as various ringtones.

Consequently, Li Sheng gradually became reluctant to call Miranda—after all, no one wants to hear themselves screaming hoarsely: “Rise up, strike! Irrigate the soul with hot blood; for our supreme lives, smash their rotting heads!”

“Alright, time to eat.”

Li Sheng had set the table, with bowls and chopsticks arranged meticulously in front of each seat.

Seeing such a precise arrangement—and noticing that the vegetables on the plates were cut into uniform sizes as if by a machine—a flash of an image crossed Mo Yueshuang’s mind: a doctor in a white lab coat conducting a rigorous scientific experiment in a laboratory, where every material had to be selected with zero margin for error.

Li Sheng was extremely quiet while eating. Having been with her since birth, Ranran followed suit, quietly immersed in her own world during the meal.

Mo Yueshuang found it hard to adapt. Meals on film sets were rowdy and chaotic; banquets were filled with constant chatter and whispering; even eating with her manager involved work talk, and Chen Yue’s mouth never stopped, as gossip was the best seasoning for food.

For the first time, Mo Yueshuang felt that eating was like completing a timed mission that required high focus and concentration, with no room for distraction.

Li Sheng ate somewhat quickly. When she set down her bowl, Mo Yueshuang instinctively said: “Ms. Li, eating too fast is bad for digestion. You…”

Mo Yueshuang stopped halfway, changing her tone: “Sorry, I just…”

“Thank you. I’ll pay attention next time.” Li Sheng knew the other woman meant well. Since coming to this world, she had been lectured many times by Miranda and Guan Tai for eating too fast; Mo Yueshuang’s reminder was actually quite gentle.

Perhaps because she had seen Mommy being criticized for eating too fast so often, Ranran ate very slowly, chewing carefully as if she were mentally counting every bite.

Mo Yueshuang smiled to herself, thinking that this mother and daughter were truly two different extremes.

After lunch, Ranran walked in circles around the living room, treating it as a post-meal stroll.

Li Sheng was clearing the dishes. Mo Yueshuang tried to help but was stopped outside the kitchen: “These are a bit greasy and hard to clean. Play with Ranran for a bit; I’ll handle it.”

Li Sheng moved quickly. Mo Yueshuang had only walked two and a half laps with Ranran when Li Sheng emerged from the kitchen, untying her apron.

“Ms. Mo, thank you for lunch. Ranran and I should be heading back.” Li Sheng took Ranran’s hand. Ranran was reluctant to leave, but she knew she couldn’t stay at someone else’s house forever. She sadly let go of Li Sheng’s hand and ran to Mo Yueshuang.

Sensing Ranran had something to say, Mo Yueshuang knelt down to be at eye level. Ranran pouted, trying to suppress her reluctance.

Unfortunately, Ranran was too small to succeed. Unable to hold it back, she burst into tears in front of Mo Yueshuang.

“Waa~ Auntie Mo, Ranran still wants to play with you.”

Looking at Ranran pulling out a small handkerchief to wipe her own tears, Mo Yueshuang was at a loss. She looked toward Li Sheng in a panic, silently pleading for help.

Li Sheng was also helpless. She hadn’t expected the little one to grow so attached after just one day with Mo Yueshuang. When they left the country and had to part with Miranda, Ranran had only given Miranda a sad hug.

“Ranran, stop crying, okay? Auntie Mo has been busy all day and is very tired. Let’s go home and let Auntie Mo rest. We’ll come play again when she’s free, okay?”

As Li Sheng tried to comfort her, Ranran shook her head, blew her nose into the handkerchief, and then tossed the sticky handkerchief into Li Sheng’s arms: “Mommy is bad!”

Li Sheng sighed helplessly. Before meeting Mo Yueshuang, Ranran’s mouth was full of “Mommy is the best, long live Mommy, Mommy is the coolest in the universe.” Since meeting Mo Yueshuang, look at what her precious daughter had done to her.

Li Sheng knelt down and poked the little “ingrate” on her shoulder, saying softly: “Ranran, come home with Mommy, and I’ll buy you the genuine Nona dolls, okay?”

“I don’t want them.” Little Ranran twitched her shoulder petulantly, seemingly trying to shake off Li Sheng’s finger.

Mo Yueshuang was amused by Ranran’s small movements.

Ranran’s little brain was currently in a state of conflict. she wanted to keep crying and making a scene, thinking maybe her mommy would agree to let her stay. But a child who made things difficult for her mommy wasn’t a “good child.” If she wasn’t a good child, would Auntie Mo stop liking her?

But she really didn’t want to leave right now.

Seeing Ranran’s thumb tucked inside her fist, Li Sheng knew the girl was thinking very hard. She didn’t rush or pressure her, waiting quietly for the final result.

A minute later, Ranran sniffled and said to Mo Yueshuang: “Can Auntie Mo give Ranran a hug?”

Mo Yueshuang hadn’t expected this request. Hugging the little angel was no problem at all; she opened her arms and took Ranran into her embrace.

Ranran’s small arms circled her neck, her little head buried against Mo Yueshuang’s shoulder.

After a moment, Ranran let go of her own accord and looked back at Li Sheng. Li Sheng’s eyes flickered as she asked with a smile: “Do you want a hug from Mommy?”

“No!”

“…” You little ingrate!

“Mommy, can I invite Auntie Mo to our house to play?”

No! Don’t even think about it!

Li Sheng’s eyes crinkled into a smile: “Of course you can. Auntie Mo is our friend; our home is always open to her.”

Li Ran smiled happily. She pulled Mo Yueshuang over to get paper and a pen, writing down their new address and her phone number. She also added Li Sheng’s number, muttering: “Mommy only lets Ranran play with gadgets for three hours a day. If Auntie Mo can’t find Ranran, you can call Mommy. Mommy is an adult; she can play for ten hours a day.”

Still worried, Ranran wrote down the addresses of several of their properties abroad as well.

“In the winter, Ranran and Mommy stay here to avoid the cold. When it’s too hot, Mommy and Ranran stay here to avoid the heat. Auntie Mo, don’t go to the wrong place in the future.”

“Even if you get it wrong, it’s okay—I can ask Auntie Miranda to fly a plane to pick you up. She has a very cool helicopter! Ranran likes it a lot; when I grow up, I want one too.”

Li Sheng listened to Ranran’s childish chatter and smiled. In her previous life, she also liked aircraft; there were fewer mutated creatures in the sky, and high-level flight technology was much more convenient and worry-free than traveling on the ground.

Ranran repeatedly urged Mo Yueshuang never to forget to visit their home, promising she would prepare many Nona dolls and ask Mommy to prepare a big feast.

Only after Mo Yueshuang promised she would definitely visit when free did Ranran finally feel at ease, reluctantly taking Li Sheng’s hand to leave.