After Transmigrating as the Vicious Female Supporting Character, I Ran Away While Pregnant - Chapter 4

Sweet shouts came from little Ranran inside the car. Li Sheng found it a bit strange; Ranran always called her “Mommy,” so why the change in title today?

Mo Yueshuang had an illusion; she actually thought the little girl was calling her “Mama.”

“Ranran, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?”

Li Sheng didn’t have time to worry about the change in address and asked Li Ran anxiously. Li Ran shook her head; she kicked her little legs and moved toward Mo Yueshuang, quickly huddling close to her.

Fearing the child might fall, Mo Yueshuang also quickly reached out to support her, encircling the child to prevent her from slipping off the seat.

Li Ran took the opportunity to hug Mo Yueshuang’s forearm and called out sweetly again: “Mama! I’m Ranran!”

Mo Yueshuang looked at the little girl. Having been flustered by too many things today, she hadn’t looked closely and thus didn’t realize how much the little one resembled her. When the child called her “Mama,” Mo Yueshuang’s initial surprise turned into a smile.

“Hello, Ranran. Why are you calling me Mama?”

“Because you are my Mama who has been lost for many years.”

This was how Miranda had analyzed it for her: two people who look alike but don’t know each other might very well be long-lost relatives.

If a father had brought a child to say such words, Mo Yueshuang certainly wouldn’t be continuing to coax the child with such a gentle smile.

At this moment, both Mo Yueshuang and Chen Yue inside the car were wondering if Li Sheng was the child’s adoptive mother; otherwise, why would the child be looking for a mother everywhere when she already had one?

Li Sheng did not want to have too much involvement with the female lead. For the first time today, she turned a cold face to Ranran and said sternly: “Li Ran! Stop fooling around.”

Ranran pouted and was on the verge of tears—Mommy actually scolded her.

However, the stubborn Li Ran, in order to leave a good impression in front of “Mama,” held back her tears and simply huddled even closer to Mo Yueshuang.

Mo Yueshuang’s heart softened. A child dressed like a little angel leaning so softly against her, as if treating her as a source of reliance, made Mo Yueshuang’s heart melt a few degrees and loosened her recently tightened nerves.

“This lady…”

“My name is Li Sheng.”

“Ms. Li, the child is young and doesn’t know better. I don’t mind.” Mo Yueshuang thought Li Sheng was angry because she felt Li Ran was being naughty and impolite.

Li Sheng’s beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she said in an unfriendly tone: “I mind.”

The child I’ve raised for years—why should she call a stranger ‘Mama’?

“Ranran, sit back in your own seat properly. Don’t huddle so close to Ms. Mo.”

The air pressure in the car gradually dropped. Sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Yue felt Li Sheng’s anger firsthand. Terrified, she pressed herself as close to the car door as possible, trying to minimize her presence so Li Sheng wouldn’t notice her and redirect her anger.

Li Ran also knew Mommy was truly angry, but she was a bit reluctant to leave Mo Yueshuang.

“Mama” had a faint fragrance on her, different from the grassy scent on Mommy and the milky scent on herself. She liked Mama’s scent, and sitting next to Mama made her feel very happy and joyful.

“Li Ran, I don’t want to say it a second time.”

Little Ranran reluctantly wiggled her little bottom away from Mo Yueshuang, but only by the distance of a palm.

Her little hand still reached out toward Mo Yueshuang unwillingly, cautiously grabbing Mo Yueshuang’s index finger.

Mo Yueshuang was thinking about the upcoming audition. It was said the original author would fly back from abroad to participate in the casting. Director Wen placed great importance on story restoration, so the casting would largely be determined by the original author’s judgment.

Most people in the industry knew Director Wen’s casting style, but they didn’t know what this original author would prioritize during casting. Acting skills? Appearance? Temperament?

While Mo Yueshuang was lost in thought, she suddenly felt her finger being grabbed by a small hand.

She turned her head to look at the little one. Ranran was covering her mouth with her other hand, giggling softly like a child who had snuck a piece of candy.

How could a person who had fought through blood, sweat, life, and death in the apocalypse not notice such a movement?

But Li Sheng knew and chose to ignore it. Ranran liked Mo Yueshuang and was happy just being near her; Li Sheng didn’t want to keep a cold face and spoil her daughter’s fun.

At worst, after today, she would take Ranran far away from Mo Yueshuang.

Finally, they reached the Film City. Li Sheng and Chen Yue both breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

Li Sheng opened the car door, picked Ranran up from the back seat, and thanked Mo Yueshuang in passing.

“You’re welcome, it’s what we should do.” Mo Yueshuang looked at Li Ran with some reluctance; the little girl really was like a warm little angel.

Li Sheng carried Ranran into the Film City and called Guan Tai. Guan Tai hurried over quickly.

“Uncle Xiao Guan!”

Li Ran wiggled in Li Sheng’s arms. Li Sheng took the opportunity to set her down, and the little one, like a joyful bird, skipped and waved non-existent little wings to get to Guan Tai.

Guan Tai bent down and scooped the little one into his arms: “My Princess Ranran. Did you miss Uncle Xiao Guan?”

“Yes! Uncle Xiao Guan, it’s so beautiful here.”

Li Sheng had taken Ranran on many trips, but this was the first time in Ranran’s life she had returned to Huaxia. The scenery and architecture here were completely different from what she had seen abroad.

Guan Tai lifted Li Ran up and asked with a chuckle: “Does Ranran like it here?”

“I like it!”

“If you like it, when Ranran grows up, all of this will be Ranran’s!” A hint of envy flashed in Guan Tai’s eyes as he said this.

Following behind, Li Sheng heard Guan Tai’s words and said with a very poor expression: “She is still small. Why are you telling her these things?”

“No matter how small, she is the eldest grandchild of the Li family. Li Ran, you…”

“Guan Tai!”

Li Sheng had no patience or good temper to listen to Guan Tai finish. It was one thing for Guan Tai to bicker with her occasionally, but saying these things in front of the child was something Li Sheng could not tolerate.

Guan Tai shut his mouth and continued to amuse Li Ran with a wry smile.

“By the way, Li Sheng, it’s only 7:30. Want me to take you two for a tour? There’s another crew filming a movie here today. I have a pass; how about I take you through the internal passage to have a look?”

Li Sheng didn’t want to go, but Ranran was in high spirits and insisted on going with Guan Tai to play.

“Li Sheng~ come with us. You weren’t like this when you were little; you were so lively back then.”

“Stop, right there. I’ll go. But one thing: no more mentioning the past.”

This Guan Tai must be the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang (The Monk from Journey to the West); every time she saw him, that mouth of his wouldn’t stop blathering.

Guan Tai looked at Li Ran, and the two shared a knowing smile.

Guan Tai carried Li Ran and walked side-by-side with Li Sheng; from a distance, they looked just like a family of three.

…

“Boss, look. Is that Ms. Li and her husband?” Chen Yue, sharp-eyed, spotted Li Sheng and Guan Tai.

The distance wasn’t far; they could see Li Ran being held in Guan Tai’s arms, giggling as he teased her, doing that cute gesture of covering her mouth when she laughed.

Mo Yueshuang suddenly felt an uncomfortable sensation in her heart. A surge of nameless anger rose, making her feel irritable for no reason. Mo Yueshuang withdrew her gaze: “Alright, stop looking around. Get ready quickly, so nothing goes wrong with the audition later.”

Waiting at the audition spot, Mo Yueshuang saw many familiar colleagues had arrived. However, those people who usually laughed and chatted with her on screen, shaking hands and hugging when they met, looked at her a few times today and then treated her like a stranger.

Mo Yueshuang had already been abandoned by Dayi Entertainment and was in the “squeezing period.” At this time, anyone close to her would get splashed with mud. In the “plastic friendships” of the entertainment industry, how many people would come over to say a few words for the sake of so-called friendship? At this time, not ostracizing or kicking her while she was down was already a form of kindness.

She used to be the spotlight wherever she went; now sitting in the crowd, she was less noticed than a few rookies who had just debuted. If one were to say Mo Yueshuang didn’t feel a sense of loss or hurt, it would be a lie. But having stayed in the industry for nine years, she had already seen through certain facts. At this time, she blamed no one and was angry at no one, focusing only on doing her job well.

She truly loved acting. The female lead in this script was a very complex character, and perfectly portraying her would be no easy feat. If played well, her fame and standing would reach a new level.

Director Wen was aiming for international awards with this film. This was currently the best opportunity for everyone in the circle to turn their careers around, and no one wanted to give it up. Therefore, many people had come for the audition today.

There were even actresses who had been retired for several years wanting to take the opportunity for a comeback. Even if they weren’t selected, just coming for the audition was enough to create buzz and attract attention.

The directing team was ready and started the first audition punctually at 8:00.

Li Sheng’s seat was arranged in the center, but she didn’t like the feeling of being surrounded by strangers on both sides, so she chose a seat near the edge. Initially, the actors coming in for the audition didn’t notice Li Sheng; some who bowed politely even overlooked the spot where Li Sheng was sitting.

Li Sheng didn’t care about these things. Someone who had lived through the apocalypse could see through human nature better than anyone. These were just empty formalities; she didn’t care if they were there or not. She valued strength more.

Regrettably, those who couldn’t even manage empty formalities didn’t have much strength either.

This story takes place on a future day when a new type of virus suddenly breaks out in the world. Infected humans undergo mutations and become monsters devoid of humanity.

Over time, the virus begins to infect animals. After a century-spanning storm hit the messy world, plants—which originally represented life and vitality—also began to mutate.

Human survival became increasingly difficult. Finally, only one piece of pure land remained uninfected: the ancient capital’s imperial city that had stood for centuries in Huaxia.

People from all over the world fled there. Although they escaped the threat of mutated monsters, the settled humans developed new conflicts.

A subterranean upheaval caused the imperial mausoleum not far from the ancient capital to crack open, and waves of death energy poured out. The kings and soldiers who had died thousands of years ago crawled out from underground.

Before the humans could process the bad news, they learned that an unknown extraterrestrial force was racing toward the planet.

The scope of the story was massive with strong fantasy elements, but the author’s writing style was very unique, as if it were a historical record documenting a world that actually existed.

This was simply because after Li Sheng was reborn, she didn’t want the events of her past life to increasingly feel like a nightmare, so she set out to record everything from that life.

In her past life, she lived like an experimental lab rat and like an NPC killing monsters in a game. When she recorded it, she didn’t include too much of her private emotions, simply focusing on recalling everything that had happened and what she had seen and heard.

She hadn’t expected Guan Tai to see it. Guan Tai and Miranda had sent this diary-like memoir to a competition behind her back.

After winning the championship, this memoir became a bestseller and was translated into multiple languages for sale worldwide.

The memoir recorded a lot of knowledge about the apocalypse, such as the modification of combat vehicles, the repair of resource vehicles, and the cultivation of mutated fruits, vegetables, and grains.

These were global orders issued by leaders; basic skills every survivor of the apocalypse had to learn and master.

It was no exaggeration to say that when the Grim Reaper’s scythe of the apocalypse was hanging at one’s neck, except for those with intellectual disabilities, there was not a single “underachiever” in the apocalypse.

“Stop! Go back, you aren’t suitable.”

The audition had been going on for half an hour, and this was the first time Li Sheng had spoken.

The person auditioning was a female actress whose acting skills were commendable in the industry. She was fully immersed in her performance when she was suddenly told to stop.

The voice came from a woman with a cold temperament sitting in the corner. Except for a few internal crew members who knew her identity, few people knew who she was.

Director Wen thought Fang Yitang acted well; her line delivery was excellent, and her performance from the beginning until she was stopped was very smooth. She was a rare good actress.

But since the original author had called for a stop, there must be a reason. Director Wen turned his body and looked at Li Sheng: “Ms. Li, may I ask if there’s a problem with her performance?”

“The acting is very good, and the emotions are expressed perfectly. But the Di Xue (the female lead in the play) in my memory is definitely not this delicate. I don’t want to waste everyone’s time, so we can stop here.”

At age seven, she had fallen into a swarm of zombies and was then taken to a base for research. She was lucky to meet her lifelong best friend, Di Xue.

Di Xue was two years older than her, but even at two years older, she was still a child. In that era of the apocalypse where human life was cheap, Li Sheng was well-protected by the laboratory because of her special abilities and constitution, but Di Xue was different—after awakening her abilities, she had been doing her best to survive.

From knowing Di Xue until her death and rebirth here, she had only seen Di Xue cry once.

It was when Di Xue shed tears while personally dealing with the large black dog that had accompanied her for seven years but had accidentally become infected with the virus while protecting her.

Di Xue was strong, wise, agile, intelligent, decisive, and resolute; she was a ruthless character who made people afraid just by mention in the apocalypse.

Fang Yitang acted very delicately. When a male character expressed love to Di Xue, Fang Yitang showed shyness and hesitation.

But the real Di Xue would not consider these unnecessary emotions; Di Xue’s gaze was always firm and indifferent.

Furthermore, the Di Xue in her memory most loathed and resented this type of “dainty” woman who needed to rely on men to survive. Women in the apocalypse were even more devalued. Di Xue hadn’t had an easy life; she had once kindly saved several women, only to be betrayed in the end by a delicate, seemingly pure and flawless woman who conspired with a man from the leadership to severely injure Di Xue.

It was that time, when Di Xue was severely injured, that her escape plan failed. Without Di Xue’s support, she was quickly captured back, and after several experiments, she died on the operating table.

Di Xue hated this type of woman to her core, and so did the current Li Sheng.

You can be delicate, you can show feminine beauty, but the calculating schemes revealed in your eyes when facing a man—that is disgusting.

She was exactly like that traitor from her past life.

“I believe that although Di Xue is a post-apocalyptic heroine, she is also a woman. She has her own feelings. When a man appears who protects her with his life and does everything for her own good and consideration, it’s normal for Di Xue to be moved.”

Fang Yitang defended herself; this was also her insight after reading the original work.

Li Sheng’s eyes grew cold, and she said in a tone that wasn’t pleasant: “Di Xue wouldn’t!”

Fang Yitang was very angry, but still needed to maintain her public image. She smiled and asked the director: “Director, what do you think?”

Director Wen also felt that Di Xue falling for a man was a bit strange, but even in an apocalypse, the feelings between men and women shouldn’t be completely cut off. Would adding some romance make it more exciting?

Director Wen had been wrestling with this and originally thought of finding time to discuss it properly with Li Sheng. But seeing Li Sheng’s attitude now, Director Wen felt there was no need to discuss.

Everything would be based on highly restoring the original work.

“Fine, we will consider it carefully. Please go back and wait for notification.” Director Wen was a somewhat old-fashioned director. Although he was only forty-eight, he already acted like an eighty-four-year-old stubborn veteran artist.

Since the director had spoken, Fang Yitang didn’t dare to argue further. She unwillingly swallowed her resentment, smiled, thanked them, and left.