The White Moonlight Supporting Character Only Wants to Seduce the Villain [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 36

After putting down the child, Jiang Yushu bowed to the person opposite her. “I’m so sorry for the trouble. I didn’t mean to cause any inconvenience.”

Jiang Yushu had already recognized the woman standing at the front. It was her lover from her previous life, the same soul residing within this unfamiliar body.

Without her Alpha status, the woman wasn’t as tall as before. If she had been around 180 centimeters in her previous life, in this world, she likely wouldn’t exceed 175 centimeters.

Perhaps due to the inherent nature of her soul, the woman still exuded the same cold aura as in her previous life.

Whoa, it’s Yuan Mosui, the villainess from this world! Host, are you going to…? Wait a minute, why is the Host’s soul so excited?

The System scanned Yuan Mosui thoroughly. It couldn’t detect that her soul was Feng Canjiu’s, but it could sense the immense power of her soul, just as it had in her previous life.

Compared to Feng Canjiu in her previous life, Yuan Mosui’s soul seemed even stronger. Could it be…? Host, is it her?

It’s her. My sister.

What kind of fate is this? Encountering the same soul in two consecutive worlds? If the System hadn’t failed to detect any traces of another system on her, I would have suspected her of being some kind of dangerous figure.

Yuan Mosui’s heart was also in turmoil. The girl standing before her now, in person rather than on a phone screen, felt so different.

Compared to her livestreaming voice, her voice was even more captivating.

She was like a white rose, glistening with dew, capable of ensnaring anyone who glanced at her even once in a crowd.

It was as if she possessed some indescribable allure. From the moment she appeared, Yuan Mosui’s eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from her.

“Master, I want to play chess with Mr. Kuang,” Fu Qingyun declared, oblivious to the strange atmosphere.

Kuang Zhihua sneered coldly. “A little brat like you wants to play chess with me? Don’t overestimate yourself.”

His hostile gaze landed on Jiang Yushu. In his eyes, a girl dressed like that was likely a kept mistress or a woman of no real talent.

Yuan Mosui disliked his gaze and turned to block it. “Mr. Kuang, are you perhaps afraid?”

“What a joke!” Kuang Zhihua snapped, his temper flaring. “Afraid? I’ve never liked you, Yuan Mosui, and I like you even less now. Very well, let’s make a wager. I’ll give this child a twenty-stone handicap. If I win, forget about any cooperation.”

He was clearly using this as a convenient excuse to reject Yuan Mosui.

Yuan Rupo, overhearing this, grew anxious. “Master!”

“Enough,” Kuang Zhihua interrupted, raising his hand. He sat down at the table. “Come, little one.”

Yuan Mosui smiled gently at Fu Qingyun. “Go ahead. It’s alright.”

“Sister!” Yuan Rupo panicked. Don’t you realize this is about billions of yuan?

Yuan Mosui shot her brother a cold glance. Why is this child being so foolish? These old men are clearly too arrogant to bother with us. What’s the point of signing a contract with them if they’ll never genuinely help us?

Fu Qingyun patted Jiang Yushu’s hand, signaling her to put him down.

Jiang Yushu sighed inwardly. This little troublemaker is stirring up trouble again.

How could these old men possibly be a match for her?

Fu Qingyun walked over to the other tables, took out the chessboards, and set them all up. There were three opponents, and she couldn’t understand why these old men disliked the aunt who had played with her earlier.

That aunt was really nice, Fu Qingyun thought, still wanting to give her some face.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Yuan Rupo asked, confused.

Yuan Mosui thought the child was being overly confident, daring to challenge three players at once.

The old men, annoyed by the challenge, sat down and declared in unison, “We’ll give you a 20-stone handicap.”

Hearing this, Fu Qingyun shook her head. “With a handicap, you still won’t win.”

“Fine!” Kuang Zhihua slammed his hand on the table. “We’ll play by your rules. President Yuan, your billions are about to vanish.”

“Whatever makes you happy,” Yuan Mosui said, settling into a nearby sofa. She twirled the ring on her middle finger, watching the so-called “uneven” three-on-one match with a faint smile.

Jiang Yushu silently walked to a single-person sofa and sat down, her peripheral vision tracking Yuan Mosui’s every move—just like Feng Canjiu’s.

They’re the same.

“Thank you,” Fu Qingyun said politely before launching into a one-sided slaughter.

These old men proved their professional status, showing a clear difference from someone like Yuan Mosui. The one-on-three match dragged on for a full three hours.

In the end, only Kuang Zhihua remained seated.

As Fu Qingyun’s final word fell, she said, “Apologies, even half a point wins.”

“Heh.” Kuang Zhihua gave up, chuckling as he looked at the little girl with a faint expression. “Truly remarkable.”

Fu Qingyun frowned. Jiang Yushu stepped forward and scooped her up. “Don’t worry, dear. Don’t overthink it. You’re human.”

The small body curled up in Jiang Yushu’s arms, her head buried against his shoulder. “Little monster… little monster…”

“Master, am I a monster?” Her tone was flat, devoid of emotion.

Jiang Yushu’s heart ached. This child… Her development value wasn’t yet high enough, allowing her to still perceive some emotions. And yet, he thought, people already call her a monster.

“Sigh.” Jiang Yushu sighed softly and whispered in her ear, “Little Sys, teach her to shut down her brain region. Let her get some proper sleep.”

After speaking, Yuan Mosui looked at Fu Qingyun.

Fu Qingyun quickly learned and fell into a deep sleep in Jiang Yushu’s arms.

I didn’t realize she was this heavy when I held her before. How did she get so much heavier just by falling asleep? Jiang Yushu wondered.

As Jiang Yushu tried to leave with the child, Yuan Mosui suddenly spoke, “Let me.”

“What is it?” Jiang Yushu pretended not to recognize her.

Yuan Mosui reached into Jiang Yushu’s arms and took the child. “You can’t carry her anymore, can you?”

“Sister, let me take her,” Yuan Rupo quickly stepped forward to take the child. How could my sister do something like this?

Yuan Mosui glared at him, her voice dripping with disdain. “Get lost. What’s a big man like you doing holding a girl? Go sign your contract.”

Yuan Rupo… Your attitude is really throwing me off balance.

“Thank you, but if you can’t carry her, just hand her over. She’s eight years old now and quite heavy.”

Yuan Mosui gazed at the sleeping child in her arms, a gentle smile softening her lips. She lightly pinched Fu Qingyun’s fair cheek. “How could such a little fairy ever be heavy?”

Jiang Yushu… So, you didn’t get to hold her in your past life, and now you’re making up for lost time?

In her previous life, Feng Canjiu had often remarked how adorable Chenlan’s daughter, Qingyun, was. She had always longed to hold her and wanted Qingyun to come play with Tangtang at her place.

But Chenlan, fiercely protective of her child, acted like a mother hen, constantly fearing Feng Canjiu would snatch the girl away.

Perhaps this is fate from my past life, Jiang Yushu thought, after all, this is the child of my dearest friend from that lifetime.

Left with no other choice, Jiang Yushu took Yuan Mosui and the sleeping child to her room. Along the way, they passed the hotel’s night market and swimming pool, both bustling with activity.

Yet Fu Qingyun slept soundly, seemingly undisturbed by the noise.

After opening the room, Yuan Mosui gently placed the child on the soft, king-sized bed.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Yuan Mosui turned to Jiang Yushu, her expression surprised. “Does this child always sleep so soundly?”

Jiang Yushu glanced sideways, handing her a cup of warm water. “The way you say that makes it sound like you’re envious of Yunyun.”

“And aren’t I?” Yuan Mosui sighed deeply. “I’ve never been a good sleeper. If I could sleep as soundly as Yunyun, I’d probably wake up laughing from my dreams.”

Jiang Yushu stifled a laugh, covering her mouth as she turned away. “You’re quite the comedian. Finally manage to fall asleep, only to wake yourself up laughing!”

“Alright, I should get going.” To Yuan Mosui, Jiang Yushu was still just a passerby in her real life.

Even with her added role as a live streamer, Yuan Mosui only needed to lull her to sleep.

Jiang Yushu showed no urgency and made no attempt to keep her. She knew better than to rush things, especially matters of the heart.

“Okay, Sister, you can leave now. Thank you.”

With that, Jiang Yushu turned and entered her bedroom without hesitation, leaving Yuan Mosui alone in the suite’s living room.

Hearing the word “Sister,” Yuan Mosui unconsciously placed a hand over her chest. Why does my heart always feel warm whenever she calls me that?

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Mosui left the room and returned to her suite with her brother fifteen minutes later.

Yuan Rupo was already celebrating with a bottle of red wine. “My dear sister, where did you find this little prodigy? She actually managed to win over those old geezers!”

“Hmm, I picked her up.” Well, isn’t that what happened? I was just playing Go by myself, and then she showed up.

Yuan Rupo leaned back on the sofa, hands behind his head, recalling that fleeting glimpse in the restaurant. That woman was truly beautiful. Even when holding her child, she exuded such tenderness.

“I never would have guessed she was married, and with a child that big already. What a pity.”

Yuan Rupo’s words made Yuan Mosui frown.

Why did she suddenly find her 186cm tall, handsome, and athletic younger brother so irritating?

She picked up a glass of red wine from the coffee table and casually swirled it under the overhead light. “What’s this?” she asked, feigning indifference. “Did your crush get taken?”

“Aiya!” Yuan Rupo covered his face, his thoughts exposed. “Sister, don’t say it out loud! I… I just… Aiya, before I met her, I never believed in love at first sight. But… I can’t be the kind of person who breaks up families, can I?”

For some reason, Yuan Mosui felt a sense of relief. At least her foolish brother knew when to give up.

“Oh, right, Sister,” Yuan Rupo pulled out his phone and opened a live stream. “You’ve been having trouble sleeping, right? This male streamer has a really soothing voice—he’s great at lulling people to sleep. Want to try it?”

Yuan Mosui glanced at the phone, her eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint. Unfortunately, she recognized that face.

It was the same man who had been harassing Jiang Yushu in the waiting room earlier.

Jiang Yushu took a luxurious bath, confirming that her top-ranked fan was indeed Feng Canjiu. She was overjoyed.

The System’s energy surged rapidly.

“How wonderful,” she murmured, gazing at the radiant full moon outside her balcony. Jiang Yushu sighed contentedly, grateful to have found her beloved in this unfamiliar world.

The only regret was that she lacked a lifetime’s worth of memories.

No matter. I’ll just start over.

Host.

Hm? Jiang Yushu responded with a short hum.

The System whined twice. The Male Lead is streaming. The Major Antagonist is in his chatroom. If the plot hasn’t deviated, the Major Antagonist will become obsessed with the Male Lead’s voice after this…

Jiang Yushu gritted her teeth, clenching her fists. Streaming! Go get him.