4 – The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character of the Aristocratic Family Four
Jiang Huai thought it wasn’t far, so she decided to walk to the neighborhood gate and then take a taxi.
As she walked, Jiang Huai pondered where to eat. Her four great loves in life were beauty, sleep, delicious food, and fighting.
Just as she was about to reach the neighborhood gate, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in her mind.
“Ding… Side quest issued: Stop the antagonist Gu Yunze from targeting the male lead Leng Huiyan. Reward: one thousand points.”
At the same moment, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped past Jiang Huai.
The system reverted to its own voice, trembling slightly with fear, always worried that Jiang Huai might erase it directly. It explained, “Host, the male lead is the antagonist’s enemy. In the plot, although the antagonist doesn’t kill the male lead, he causes him to lose both legs, leaving him in a wheelchair for life…”
Jiang Huai found it strange and said coldly, “Why are you systems so meddlesome? What does it matter to me whether the male lead lives or dies? Remember, you’re just a Cannon Fodder female supporting character counterattack system, not some save-the-male-lead system!”
The system didn’t dare argue after being scolded and replied timidly, “Then… then… host, just keep an eye on the male lead and make sure he doesn’t die!”
In the past, when the system assigned side quests to hosts, it would threaten them with points or elimination.
After all, for every side quest, it could take half the points to upgrade itself. Thinking of its once glorious achievements, its eyes grew slightly teary—it was truly pitiful.
Now, with this potential high-level realm expert, how could she care about some low-level pills and items in the small shop?
Jiang Huai didn’t say whether she agreed or not—it all depended on her mood. Watching the Rolls-Royce Phantom about to exit the gate, she asked the system, “Was that the so-called antagonist just now?”
“Yes, host. The antagonist is the head of a top-tier wealthy family in the capital. His grudge with the male lead started when he was two years old—he got lost, was sold, and while escaping, was taken in by a middle-aged man who ran a food stall.”
“The male lead was very rebellious in his youth, getting into fights and causing trouble. When he was fifteen, he was involved in a brawl at the antagonist’s adoptive father’s food stall. The adoptive father tried to intervene and was stabbed in the aorta, bleeding to death. The antagonist has hated the male lead ever since.”
“The male lead reformed after this incident, studied hard, and became an upright and talented young man. The antagonist returned to the Gu family at seventeen. Rumors say he is capricious, ruthless, and cold-hearted…”
Jiang Huai cut off its lengthy explanation, “Alright, I get it. Small Worlds are built around the male and female leads. I understand. Don’t worry, I won’t kill them. I’m just here to have some fun.”
The system obediently fell silent, “Understood, host.”
It was only much later that it realized what Jiang Huai meant by “having some fun”!
Jiang Huai exited the gate, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the capital’s snack street.
With her sweet and delicate appearance, her dark hair neatly cascading down her back, she stood in front of a skewer stall.
Passersby frequently turned their heads—such a refined, completely makeup-free beauty was a rare sight.
“Ring, ring, ring”
Jiang Huai heard her phone ring and took it out to see it was Lin Xiaoxiao. What mischief was this female lead up to now? Perfect timing—after her late-night snack, she could find some entertainment.
“Hello, Huai Huai?”
Jiang Huai’s voice was cool, tinged with a hint of amusement, “What’s up?””Today is the gathering I’m hosting. I’m planning to introduce Hui Yan to everyone, and it’s just starting. Would you like to come?”
Jiang Huai recalled that in the original plot, the protagonist hadn’t attended this gathering because she had been hiding in her room, lamenting her impending marriage to a playboy, and hadn’t gone at all.
Jiang Huai’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips curved into a faint smile. “Go? Of course I’ll go! I should at least see the ‘surprise’ you specially prepared for me! What’s the address?”
Lin Xiaoxiao stood in the hallway, listening to her words. Could that fool have figured out her plan? Impossible—she hadn’t told a soul.
Thinking back to the conversation she overheard between the waitstaff in the elevator earlier—rumors that the man in question despised women approaching him, resorting to cutting off hands or feet or handing them over to his subordinates for amusement—Lin Xiaoxiao felt a surge of confidence.
As long as Jiang Huai, with her quiet and introverted personality, barged in, she was sure to face dire consequences.
A meaningful smile played on Lin Xiaoxiao’s lips as she replied softly and gently, “I did prepare a gift for you. It’s at the Night Charm Bar, in private room 609!”
Jiang Huai’s voice carried a note of anticipation, crisp and pleasant. “I’m nearby, so I’ll be there soon! Bye.”
What exactly was this female lead, Lin Xiaoxiao, up to?
As an avid reader of countless novels, Jiang Huai knew that a sudden invitation to a bar could only mean trouble—or more trouble.
Jiang Huai took a taxi and arrived at the Night Charm Bar in just ten minutes.
Night Charm was the largest and most luxurious nightlife venue in the capital city, a place where money could buy anything.
Dressed in a white dress, Jiang Huai walked gracefully into Night Charm, like an ethereal spirit who had strayed into the mortal world, standing out starkly amidst the crowd of provocatively dressed patrons.
The men around her cast covetous or infatuated glances her way.
But Jiang Huai’s demeanor was cool and aloof, her eyes slightly icy, giving off an air that was far from innocent. The men who had been about to approach hesitated.
They weren’t foolish; many people who frequented this place had powerful backgrounds, and it was rare to force someone who wasn’t willing. After all, in a city like the capital, where influential figures gathered, offending the wrong person was all too easy. Those seated on the first floor were generally of more ordinary backgrounds.
Jiang Huai took the elevator to the sixth floor, spotted the room number 609, and lightly knocked on the door. Realizing the sound might not carry inside the private room, she simply pushed the door open and walked in.
Inside the private room, the decor was understated yet luxurious, with dim lighting. Faintly visible were three men seated on a curved leather sofa, leisurely sipping red wine.
Hearing the knock, the man in the white shirt sitting at the edge assumed it was a server.
“Could you bring me…” Lu Linshen looked up at the newcomer, his words trailing off as he swallowed the rest of his sentence, his eyes filled with awe as he gazed at Jiang Huai.
Gu Yunze wore a black shirt, the collar slightly open and the sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his wheat-toned wrists. On his left wrist was a Patek Philippe watch. His presence was imposing and severe, yet tinged with a lazy, domineering air.
Having just had some wine, his handsome face was slightly flushed. His deep, dark eyes held a sharp intensity, and his features were as perfectly sculpted as a god’s, exuding an air of lofty superiority.
Among the three men, his presence stood out like that of a lion king.
Jiang Huai’s eyes immediately fell upon this exceptionally handsome man.
Gu Yunze, noticing his friend’s abrupt silence, turned his head slightly to look at the newcomer. His gaze deepened, and he paused for a moment in surprise.The visitor wore a pure white short dress, pristine and simple, with her dark hair cascading over her chest like it had tangled around his heart, making it itch with longing.
She possessed an exceptionally stunning face, delicate and transparent in its clarity.