After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Vicious Female Supporting Lead - Chapter 17

Issues escalating to political stances instantly captured the majority of the attention.

Sun Li paced back and forth anxiously backstage, pulling out his phone to call Sun Hong—the Director who had recommended him. However, Director Sun was still face-down on the ground, unconscious and undiscovered, so he naturally couldn’t answer the call.

The giant screen on stage continued to play.

The scene showed a luxurious villa bedroom where a beautiful woman lay in bed, her face pale and sickly. A familiar figure stood by the bed, looking down at her with undisguised triumph. It was Ran Lie’s mother—the current Mrs. Ran.

She held up her freshly manicured nails to admire them, her vivid red lips curling upward. “The Xia family has been completely swallowed up. You failed to give birth to an Alpha; care to guess if Ran Xiong still wants you?”

Ran Xiong was Mr. Ran, Ran Lie’s father.

A teenager stood at the entrance of the auditorium, having arrived at some unknown point. A black baseball cap obscured his features, but his eyes, hidden in the shadow, stared blankly at the screen.

The current Mrs. Ran completely dropped her act of a refined lady. She took several steps back in disbelief. Ran Lie didn’t understand why her mother was reacting this way, but she simultaneously peeked at her father’s expression with trepidation.

The students below were confused, but seeing these images—clearly the secrets of a wealthy family—they all craned their necks to see more. Lin Qiyan stood quietly to the side.

The video continued.

The woman on the bed coughed weakly and shook her head faintly. “He won’t.”

Mrs. Ran sneered. “Believe it or not, you’ll have to give up the position of Mrs. Ran. To tell you the truth, I’ve already given Ran Xiong a child.” At this, her face filled with pride. “And it’s an Alpha. Oh, by the way, he’s only a month younger than your son.”

Xia Yian clearly couldn’t believe it. Already fragile, she became lightheaded and coughed up several spots of blood. As she lay back down, a single tear escaped the corner of her eye. She had no idea Ran Xiong had an illegitimate son, let alone one the same age as her own child. This blow caused her desperately maintained illusions to shatter and collapse.

Mrs. Ran was in high spirits. “You’ve been husband and wife for so long; you should know better than I what kind of man your bedfellow is. All these years, you never gave him an Alpha. Now that the Xia family has fallen, is there any reason for you to exist?”

She unhurriedly buffed her nails, gave them a light blow, and smiled with smug satisfaction. “If you’re smart, you’ll just die now and get it over with. Don’t occupy the seat of Mrs. Ran and make everyone around you sick of you.”

Xia Yian turned her head away, her heart as cold as ash. For over a decade, her husband had been entangled with another woman while she remained in the dark, until the third party showed up to bloodily strip away the truth.

Mrs. Ran wasn’t satisfied yet and continued to twist the knife slowly. “Do you know why your glands were damaged after you gave birth to your first child?”

Xia Yian turned her head back, her sorrow pouring out. “It was you?”

Mrs. Ran laughed. “It seems you aren’t completely stupid.”

Because her glands were damaged after childbirth, she had been unable to soothe Ran Xiong’s “rut” and had felt guilty for over a decade. Every time she watched Ran Xiong inject suppressants, she felt deep regret; it was precisely because of this that she had firmly believed he loved her deeply.

The fantasy shattered into pieces. Xia Yian couldn’t even manage to hold her accountable; she broke into a painful fit of coughing. Mrs. Ran picked up the bowl of medicine from the table, her smile gracious. “Madam, you have to take your medicine when you’re sick.”

With such actions, how could Xia Yian not understand? These six months of being bedridden—the illness that no amount of medicine could cure. Xia Yian looked at her with tearful eyes. “Aren’t you afraid Ran Xiong will find out?”

Mrs. Ran hid a smile behind her hand. “Xia Yian, do you think I would enter the Ran household so brazenly if he didn’t know everything?”

This one sentence completely broke Xia Yian. As the bitter medicine entered her mouth, Xia Yian’s heart felt desolate. Her only concern was her child, and she could only cry out in sorrow: “Yiran…”

Finally, she died without closing her eyes.

The auditorium fell silent, followed by a wave of discussion. No one expected the Ran family to have such a history.

Ran Xiong, seeing the start of the video, had tried to storm forward in a rage to demand an explanation, but was blocked in the back by people Mu Yunge had stationed there. Ran Lie didn’t even have time to worry about her image collapsing in front of her father as she looked blankly at her broken mother. She hadn’t known about this past; her mother had only told her that her father had been forced to abandon them back then, and that he had given them their status immediately after Xia Yian passed away.

As Ran Lie stood there lost, she suddenly saw the boy at the door and instinctively called out, “Brother…” Immediately, she felt she had no right to call him that, and she bit her lip and fell silent. No wonder—no wonder Ran Yiran never cared to talk to her. She had even resented him for not respecting her mother. Thinking about it now, why should he?

Ran Lie’s mother, remembering something, tried to rush out in a panic, only to run straight into several stern-faced police officers entering the building. This was originally arranged by the Ran family to have Lin Qiyan taken away on the spot. This time, someone noticed the situation in the back and shouted, drawing everyone’s attention.

On stage, Lin Qiyan looked over. Mu Yunge had given her this video. When she had curiously asked what was in it, the other girl had only smiled and said it was something “useful.”

The police efficiently collected evidence and took Mrs. Ran away directly, and they didn’t miss the agitated Sun Li backstage. It wasn’t until the scene became chaotic that someone discovered Director Sun lying on the ground. The student scratched his head in confusion. Director Sun was so tired he just fell asleep right here.

The punishment eventually came to nothing. The highly anticipated opening ceremony ended as a farce. However, the students had seen a great show and left in an orderly fashion, still buzzing with excitement.

Ran Xiong followed the police out with a dark expression. Ran Lie snapped out of it and hurried to catch up. The boy at the back remained motionless, his hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly into fists.

In the large office sat several top school leaders. At the head was the white-haired elderly man—the current Director of the Yanjing Education Bureau.

His sharp, cold gaze swept over the others, who were trembling, not understanding why this high-ranking figure had suddenly wanted to attend the ceremony and ended up seeing such a scene. Just as they were wondering if they could keep their jobs, a rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

They looked toward the sound. A tall girl stood there with an indifferent gaze, which softened slightly upon seeing the old man. “Grandfather.”

He Lei broke into a smile, the wrinkles on his face turning warm. “Yunge is here.”

The leaders also recognized her immediately. The future head of the Mu family, Mu Yunge—a true favored child of heaven.

Mu Yunge gave the leaders a slight nod and walked to the old man’s side, squatting down. “Thank you for coming today, Grandfather.”

He Lei waved his hand with a smile. “It was no trouble. The Affiliated High School is under government jurisdiction and is a focus of the Education Bureau. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have discovered so many problems here.”

At this point, he looked at the leaders below with a somewhat stern expression. They all lowered their heads. So it was the young mistress who invited him; it seemed today’s events were also intentionally arranged by this favored girl. Sigh, poor me. They shivered, desperately clutching their jobs.

In the end, Lin Qiyan, who had caused it all, was only called to the Principal’s office for a small warning. She returned to the classroom feeling completely relieved.

Sun Li had basically lost his qualification to be a teacher. The school would replace Class 15 with a more reliable homeroom teacher. Of course, Sun Hong didn’t escape punishment either.

She could finally study in peace!!

After the opening ceremony, it was already lunchtime. The aftermath of the event was still at its peak, with many students discussing it everywhere. The video had appeared on the school forums and was continuing to go viral. The topics of “Lin Qiyan’s punishment” and “Lin Qiyan’s school bullying” had been pushed down.

She finally got to eat her first peaceful meal at school. Looking at the balance in her account, she clutched her chest in pain. No, she had to find a way to make money.