Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Female Lead is Too Arrogant - Chapter 35

Teenagers in their adolescence fear embarrassment the most, especially in front of their peers.

Yan Qing’s words completely trampled on their dignity!

How could they not be angry?

So, as the first pimple-faced boy kicked over the table, the other boys surrounded her with grim faces, glaring at her fiercely.

Yan Qing might have become more attractive now, but she wasn’t stunningly beautiful. Especially since she used to be timid and wore very shabby clothes, it was natural that no one would go out of their way to flatter her.

The boys’ intimidating presence was quite frightening.

The girls around Yan Qing didn’t dare to speak; they looked at the boys with terror in their eyes. Even the five girls, including Dong Meng, exchanged glances, unsure whether to mourn for the boys or be glad that someone was finally dealing with Yan Qing.

Dong Meng said, “I don’t think they can beat her.”

Diao Xinyi nodded, “Agreed.”

Jing Jing added, “Stop talking, just watch.”

At this moment, Yan Qing stood up. Despite being only 5’2″ in height, she didn’t lose an ounce of her momentum in front of a group of boys over 5’7″. With a smile on her face and calm eyes, she looked at them without a trace of fear.

“I’m just returning the words you said to me. What’s the matter? You can’t handle it? Then how did you have the nerve to say those things to me?”

A trace of shame flashed across the boys’ faces. “Didn’t we apologize already? What more do you want?”

“Sorry,” Yan Qing said firmly, then her smile widened. “I apologized too. So? Are you uncomfortable now?”

Despite their aggression, the boys didn’t dare to actually hit her, knowing it wasn’t acceptable to hit a girl in front of their classmates. So they just surrounded her.

Feeling cornered by Yan Qing, the boys’ faces turned even more awkward. Some started to retreat, not wanting to be involved any longer.

The remaining boys, however, kept glaring at her, struggling to find a reasonable excuse to act, their faces changing colors in frustration.

Seeing this, Yan Qing offered, “How about a fight after school tonight?”

“I don’t hit women!” a short boy snorted angrily. “I was wrong about what happened before. Let’s call it even! But next time, I won’t hold back!”

With that, the boy kicked the table hard and turned to leave.

The others hesitated for a moment, considering taking the same way out.

Yan Qing shouted, “Wait!”

The boy stopped and looked back.

Yan Qing pointed at the overturned table. “You knocked it over. Fix it.”

The boys were taken aback.

“No need, no need…” The table’s owner, a bespectacled, small boy who was often mildly bullied but not severely, quickly bent down to lift the table himself.

Yan Qing frowned, mocking the boys. “Don’t you have any shame?”

“Who’s afraid?”

The boys pushed the small boy aside and set the table back up, arranging the books neatly. This helped them calm down.

They weren’t inherently bad kids. After Yan Qing’s pointed remarks, they realized their previous actions were wrong. As they left, they mumbled, “Sorry.”

Though the apology was muttered, it was more sincere than their earlier, half-hearted ones.

Yan Qing didn’t respond, just quietly sat back down, her delicate profile visible to everyone. She looked studious and composed, like a model student.

Only she knew that when the boys said “sorry,” a wave of bitterness surged in her heart. This bitterness clearly belonged to the original Yan Qing, accompanied by a sense of realization.

The original Yan Qing was no longer in this body, but some of her obsessions remained.

Perhaps witnessing the events of the past two days made her realize something.

She had never dared to fight back. If she had resisted earlier, maybe no one would have called her those nasty names, and she might have found relief sooner. The thought of rebellion wasn’t as terrifying as she had imagined…

…

The classroom fell silent.

The boys felt a mix of embarrassment and shame, but no one mentioned the incident again.

Until Yuan Ye shamelessly whistled at Yan Qing.

The classroom burst into noise again.

Rong Jun teased, “Wow, what’s going on?”

Yuan Ye’s beautiful phoenix eyes lit up. “I like her!”

The current Yan Qing was completely different from the previous one. When it was revealed that Yan Qing liked him, Yuan Ye was only annoyed, especially by her cringeworthy love letters. He had no interaction with her.

So at that time, facing others’ teasing, he had said without hesitation, “Don’t like me, it’s disgusting!”

He hadn’t thought of it as hurtful because he was being honest.

This time, he was also being honest.

Yuan Ye smirked, his handsome face making many girls around swoon, including Dong Meng and Diao Xinyi.

Dong Meng pouted, “Ugh! I really want to hit her!”

Diao Xinyi casually remarked, “Then do it. Yesterday was just an accident.”

She seemed unafraid.

But Dong Meng was scared. She rubbed her sore arm and leg, remembering the pain from yesterday’s fight. Dong Meng, tall and usually capable of bullying weaker girls, found herself no match for Yan Qing’s skilled and painful hits.

Dong Meng mumbled, “No, that wasn’t an accident. One must face reality.”

Three people couldn’t beat one. Calling it an accident was self-deception.

Unable to fight, she could only watch as her crush fell for Yan Qing, feeling miserable!

Diao Xinyi wanted to say more but turned away in frustration seeing Dong Meng’s resigned attitude.

…

Yuan Ye’s antics were heard by Yan Qing, who had good ears. Her body’s instincts made her notice Yuan Ye.

But she didn’t move.

Bitterness surged in her heart. Yan Qing exhaled deeply, calming the discomfort.

Yuan Ye, likely growing up pampered, never considered others’ feelings, especially those of the original Yan Qing, who was a stranger to him.

He didn’t know how humiliated Yan Qing felt when her love letter was exposed and he said those hurtful words, making her wish she could disappear.

Yuan Ye had no idea, so he could still say carelessly, “I like her.”

Yan Qing pretended not to hear, focusing on her middle school basics.

Yuan Ye waited for a while, seeing her sitting straight, head slightly lowered, writing something. He pouted, leaning back, causing his chair to screech against the floor. No one said anything. The boys pretended nothing happened, and the girls peeked at him with shining eyes.

Some boys also sneaked glances at Yan Qing.

When the commotion started, Yan Qing’s small figure emitted a strong aura, surprising them.

Now, Yan Qing seemed like a different person.

They didn’t think she was literally a different person. They had seen her face before when her bangs were brushed aside, revealing her good features and fair skin. But she had always been timid, speaking in a mosquito-like voice.

Everyone has two sides, especially…

Looking at Yan Qing’s changed clothes, they realized something significant might have happened during the summer.

Many were curious, wondering if they should try to befriend her. The girl in front of them seemed isolated, living in her own world, much like the old Yan Qing.

It felt like years since she last touched her textbooks. Starting anew was tough for Yan Qing, even with half a month’s tutoring during the summer. Keeping up was hard, even in the worst-performing class.

So, she continued studying at her own pace, asking teachers for help with difficult questions. They would send her solutions via voice messages.

Yan Qing focused all her energy on studying, barely noticing Yuan Ye’s attempts to woo her by leaving snacks on her desk. She would place them on the teacher’s desk, often assumed to be gifts for the teacher, who then distributed them among the students. After several instances, Yuan Ye stopped giving gifts and didn’t pursue her further, to the disappointment of classmates who wanted to see the drama.

On the other hand, Chu Zhao’s situation was better than expected.

As long as no one provoked him, his outbursts were rare. He occasionally called Yan Qing at night, just to talk briefly, then returned to his work while she studied until bedtime.

On weekends, Yan Qing would go back to the Chu family, usually returning to school on Sunday afternoon.

Dong Meng and her friends no longer dared to mess with her, avoiding her like mice avoiding a cat.

With just one day off, the Chu family treated her well, making various soups. If the school hadn’t closed the campus after starting regular classes, Zhou Huaiya would have delivered food to her every day.

But Yan Qing found it troublesome, preferring not to waste study time.

An interesting phenomenon occurred with Chu Zhao. He no longer needed Yan Qing physically present, just her voice over the phone. He even stopped wanting to see her in person when she was home, continuing their conversations through the phone.

This amused the Chu family.

After laughing, they felt relieved. If things stayed this way, Yan Qing could have her own life while Chu Zhao still had his “medicine.”

Chu Zhao now used Bluetooth earphones, convenient but needing charging. Having never handled such tech, he relied on Chu Yang for help, which delighted Chu Yang. This gave him opportunities to interact with Chu Zhao, breaking the long-standing silence.

Chu Yang kept the charging method a secret, using it to bond with Chu Zhao, even teaching the Chu parents, who were moved to tears by the slight improvement in their relationship with their son.

…

The Chu family was in high spirits, and Yan Qing’s life was also going well.

Her newfound beauty and confidence, along with her stylish attire, attracted attention. Though most classmates didn’t recognize luxury brands, they could tell her belongings were high-quality. This piqued their curiosity, leading to growing friendliness towards Yan Qing.

Especially with Zhou Huaiya’s impeccable taste in selecting outfits that perfectly suited Yan Qing’s age and figure.

Yan Qing’s striking appearance, enhanced by good nutrition, made her even more attractive, changing her social dynamics in the class. While her five roommates still avoided her, other classmates began approaching her more often.

Initially cautious, they soon found Yan Qing approachable despite her sharper demeanor. As a result, she became popular, seeking help from classmates rather than relying solely on her tutors.

In the bottom-ranking class, her basic questions were easily answered.

“Yan Qing, take a look at this,” Xu Dongfeng, the bespectacled boy who was previously bullied, placed his phone in front of her, worry in his eyes. “I just discovered this. You should clarify it quickly.”

Yan Qing glanced at the phone, surprised. “Who posted this?”

Xu Dongfeng shook his head. “I don’t know. It was auto-recommended to me. This post has been up for nearly a day, with over five thousand comments and four thousand shares…”

The screen showed a Weibo post from a popular account with over 900,000 followers: [Fan Submission: A perfect example of an ugly girl transformation. Girls, never give up on yourselves. With money, even the most unremarkable can become the most noticeable!] Accompanied by several photos of Yan Qing at various stages, forming a collage.

Yan Qing noted the sarcastic tone of the post, then examined the pictures.

The first photo, a high school class picture, had her circled in red.

In this photo, the original Yan Qing had long bangs covering her face, looking skinny and dark-skinned, as she had just finished military training. Yan Yue, also tanned, forced her to stay in the sun during summer. At that time, she really looked unattractive.

The next few photos were various school events, where Yan Qing’s presence was like an ugly duckling in the class.

The last three photos showed a stark contrast: wearing a beautiful dress, exquisite sandals, with different hair color, more flesh on her body, and a necklace around her neck.

One photo even showed her getting out of a black car, clearly indicating luxury.

The internet never lacked talent.

[This dress is Y brand’s summer collection, priced at 40,000 yuan.]

[I know this necklace! It’s worth 660,000 yuan, designed by Z brand, perfect for a girl around seventeen or eighteen!]

[Wait, this car… isn’t it worth tens of millions?]

[So, did she get herself a sugar daddy?]

[The change is too drastic; I can’t believe it’s the same person!]

[I know this girl; she’s from our high school. I’ve never seen her before, but this semester she suddenly appeared. I’ve seen her in the cafeteria; she’s really beautiful, with great temperament. I even told my classmates she must be some rich family’s daughter.]

[I know her; she’s in the special class. Her grades aren’t great. If not for her good behavior, she’d have been expelled.]

[So she got herself a sugar daddy! I wondered how she went from wearing second-hand clothes to looking like a young lady. Why isn’t this trashy school expelling her?]

[Deciphered? Are girls this good nowadays? Isn’t she still a high schooler?]

The internet exploded with interest, quickly heating up the post.

Originally just an ordinary post, it gained traction from a popular account, touching on a hot social issue. The photos, though candid, showed a strikingly beautiful girl, sparking widespread discussion.

Comments ranged from sarcastic jokes to pity, all revolving around the idea that Yan Qing had found herself a rich patron, extending the issue to a broader context of high school and college girls, seemingly escalating.

Though no one mentioned plastic surgery, knowing it was unlikely with just two months of summer.

Reading through it all, Yan Qing remained calm, carefully examining the last three photos, two taken at the school gate, one in the classroom.

Xu Dongfeng, seeing her calm demeanor, grew anxious. “Aren’t you going to handle this quickly? Call your family and have them suppress this. A lawyer’s letter will make them delete it.”

Yan Qing smiled, surprised by his concern. “You don’t believe this?”

Xu Dongfeng replied earnestly, “Of course not!” He adjusted his glasses. “I know you; you’re not that kind of person.”

Yan Qing sincerely thanked him. “Thank you. But I need your help.”

Xu Dongfeng patted his chest. “Tell me what to do. I’ll handle it.”

As class was about to start, Yan Qing didn’t immediately put him to work, letting him return to his seat.

Xu Dongfeng kept glancing at her, puzzled by her calmness.

Yan Qing returned to her desk.

Her desk mate, who had been getting along with her, subtly moved closer to the wall, avoiding her.

The class whispered, watching her.

Yan Qing glanced diagonally back, meeting a pair of eyes. The girl quickly looked away, whispering to her friends.

Yan Qing pondered her next steps.

Seeing her unfinished homework, she hesitated, then took out her phone, opening a chat with Chu Yang, and typed: [One million, need your company’s legal department for a favor.]

Chu Yang replied instantly: [???]

Yan Qing was about to explain when he messaged: [Do you think I need money?]

Yan Qing: …

Embarrassed, she sent the Weibo link, explaining: [This is a personal matter, but I don’t have time. Let the lawyers handle it, as harshly as possible. The poster is over sixteen and can bear criminal responsibility.]

[Okay.] Chu Yang replied, then picked up his phone to call his secretary. “Bring Zhou Min from the legal department over.”

“Got it,” the secretary responded promptly.

As he made the call, Yan Qing’s message popped up on Chu Yang’s phone: [What’s your account number?] from Yan Qing.

Chu Yang deleted the message, thinking his family would never lack money, especially with his mother treating Yan Qing like a daughter.

Yan Qing believed in using shortcuts when available. She could have found a lawyer herself, but her priority was studying, so she entrusted Chu Yang with the task.

She shrugged, deciding to repay him when she had time during the holidays.

She regained her composure, but the classroom remained noisy. Seeing her checking her phone then resuming her homework without anger puzzled her classmates.

A boy whispered to his friend, “Could it be true?”

“Not sure, but she didn’t deny it. Maybe… she’s guilty?”

They exchanged disappointed, mocking glances. “Girls nowadays, I thought I’d found a fresh one, but an old man got to her first!”

“Hahaha…” Nearby listeners chuckled.

Some who didn’t understand asked, “What are you talking about?”

They showed the Weibo post, and the newcomers understood, exchanging sly smiles.

Despite their private gossip, the boys didn’t confront her openly, and the girls, being more reserved, especially those like Dong Meng, were too scared after their last encounter with Yan Qing.

So school life remained peaceful.

After class, most students had left. Yan Qing asked Xu Dongfeng to use his phone to take pictures from the same angle as the Weibo photos, sitting in the middle-back of the classroom.

It didn’t take long to identify the exact spot—Diao Xinyi’s seat!

Xu Dongfeng exclaimed, “You’re so smart! It was Diao Xinyi!”

Yan Qing winked at him. “Wait until tomorrow for a surprise.”

Xu Dongfeng nodded vigorously, giving her a thumbs-up before leaving.

With the classroom empty, Yan Qing sent the suspect’s information to Chu Yang’s legal team.

After all, she was just a student, and her methods lacked sophistication.

The Weibo incident didn’t reach the top trends but steadily gained traction. By the next day, it was in the top twenty, drawing attention to Yan Qing and her school, No. 17 High School.

Teacher Chen, who managed the school’s official Weibo, found her phone lagging due to the sudden influx of notifications.

Confused, she scrolled through the messages, seeing numerous tags and private messages.

Opening the initial Weibo post, she was shocked by the slander and the clear photos of her colleague, Teacher Zhang, in one of the class pictures.

Furious, she headed to the senior year teachers’ office.

“Mr. Zhang, look at this,” she handed him her phone, preparing to reprimand him after he saw it.

Within seconds, Mr. Zhang’s face turned red with anger, slamming the table. “Nonsense! That child wouldn’t be involved in such things!”

Teacher Chen was taken aback. “But the earlier photos…”

The stark difference in clothing and price between the earlier and later photos suggested something fishy, and the netizens’ confidence swayed her thoughts, though she didn’t voice them out loud, seeing Mr. Zhang’s grim expression.

Mr. Zhang explained through gritted teeth, “These netizens have no conscience. Chen, I’m not covering up. The truth is, this child’s life is tragic. Her parents, founders of the Yan Corporation, passed away when she was eight. I didn’t know until she fainted in her second year of high school, revealing her long-term malnutrition. After some inquiries, I found out her uncle took over the company, living well while she grew weaker. It wasn’t until this semester that she was taken in by the Chu family.”

“The Chu family?” Teacher Chen was stunned.

The Chu family was renowned, with their headquarters in Y City due to their historical roots, despite their national fame and wealth. The Chu family’s generosity towards schools during their sons’ education was well-known.

Teacher Chen, feeling the surreal twist from a tragic tale to a Cinderella story, asked, “Is this true?”

“Absolutely!” Mr. Zhang affirmed. “Mrs. Chu personally brought her to school for registration this semester. Her good things naturally come from the Chu family.”

Determined, Teacher Chen said, “I’ll write an article to clarify. How could people be so malicious, assuming the worst when they see a beautiful girl getting out of a luxury car?”

Fuming, she stomped back to her office, furiously typing out a clarifying statement.

In no time, the school officially clarified the situation, stunning netizens into silence, leading to widespread apologies. The previous post by the popular Weibo account was deleted, replaced with a public apology.

The consensus among netizens was clear: [Chu Family!]

…

Having sent off Teacher Chen and checking the time, Mr. Zhang slowly walked to his classroom, pondering how to address the issue.

Reaching the classroom, he was surprised to see a group of uniformed officers approaching, politely asking, “Are you the teacher of Senior Class 24?”

Mr. Zhang nodded in confusion.

The lead officer explained, “We’ve received a report about the online slander against Yan Qing. We need Diao Xinyi to come with us for questioning.”

Mr. Zhang was stunned, unable to process the quick developments.

The officers’ voices were loud, and the students, noticing the teacher’s arrival, fell silent, hearing every word clearly.

All heads turned towards the chubby, short-haired girl sitting towards the back, shock evident on their faces.

Pale, Diao Xinyi, hands sweating, dropped her pencil, the sound echoing in the quiet room, but no one spoke.

Mouth dry, she stammered, “It’s not me, I didn’t do it. Don’t look at me like that!”

The officer clarified, “We’re not accusing you, just that the photos were taken from your seat, so we need you to assist in the investigation. If you’re innocent, we’ll clear your name.”

Realizing the implication, Diao Xinyi’s face twisted in fear, and she immediately smashed her phone to the ground!

The class gasped in unison, eyes wide in disbelief.