Chapter 286 - 283: Cinderella’s Comeback 28 (September Bonus - ) - The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress - NovelsTime

The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 286 - 283: Cinderella’s Comeback 28 (September Bonus - )

Author: Feng Qi Tong
updatedAt: 2025-09-14

CHAPTER 286: CHAPTER 283: CINDERELLA’S COMEBACK 28 (SEPTEMBER BONUS CHAPTER)

Anning intentionally wants to muddy the waters.

She has a premonition that Zhao Haichao is not the real mastermind behind the scenes.

However, Zhao Haichao is probably an accomplice. Giving Zhao Haichao the label of a gay man doesn’t make Anning feel guilty at all.

Anning quietly did her homework after hanging up the phone.

But Qin Minghao couldn’t calm down.

He was nearly exploding with anger.

At that moment, Qin Minghao picked up the game console, intending to smash it.

Zhong Boyang hurriedly tried to stop him: "Don’t smash it, man, this is a limited edition, I had such a hard time getting it..."

Qin Minghao, enraged, started kicking the desk.

Zhong Boyang hugged the game console and hid on the sofa: "Ming Hao, I don’t think what Anning said is necessarily true..."

Qin Minghao’s eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Zhong Boyang: "Who let you call her by her name?"

Zhong Boyang hastily gestured: "I won’t say it, I won’t say it, it’s Gu, Student Gu."

He added: "We’ve grown up with Haichao since we were kids, Haichao shouldn’t harbor improper thoughts towards you, right?"

Although that’s what Zhong Boyang said, he really wasn’t sure.

Mainly because Zhao Haichao’s behavior has been somewhat weird, and many things he’s done since childhood have been hard for people to understand.

Thinking about what Anning said and the way Zhao Haichao dealt with Anning, Zhong Boyang really felt that what Anning said might be true, that Zhao Haichao had those kinds of thoughts towards Qin Minghao.

Thinking about being fancied by a good friend made straight guy Zhong Boyang feel uncomfortable, as if his skin was crawling.

Not to mention Qin Minghao.

He’s the straightest of straight men.

Thinking about Zhao Haichao fancying him, having those kinds of thoughts, he felt disgustingly uncomfortable.

And just at this moment, Zhao Haichao called.

Holding the phone, when Qin Minghao saw that it was Zhao Haichao who was calling, he directly threw the phone to Zhong Boyang: "You answer it, see what he has to say."

What else could Zhong Boyang do? He just had to pick it up.

After all, it’s his own fault for keeping bad company.

He pressed the answer button, and Zhao Haichao’s voice came through: "Ming Hao..."

A voice that sounded perfectly normal before, but today Zhong Boyang heard an unusual tenderness.

It was as if Zhao Haichao had a particularly gentle tone when he called Qin Minghao’s name.

Zhong Boyang, feeling goosebumps, said shiveringly: "It’s Bo Yang."

"Oh, it’s you."

Zhao Haichao seemed a bit disappointed: "Where’s Ming Hao?"

Zhong Boyang quickly made up a story: "Looking for Ming Hao? He’s taking a shower right now, what do you need him for?"

"How come his phone is with you?"

Zhao Haichao asked a bit urgently.

Zhong Boyang’s heart skipped a beat: "I’m in his room."

"Then forget it, tell him to call me back later."

Zhao Haichao said and hung up the phone.

Zhong Boyang stared at the phone, dumbfounded.

Qin Minghao snatched his phone back: "What did he say?"

Zhong Boyang rubbed his face: "He... Ming Hao, I feel like Haichao really isn’t right, it can’t really be like what Student Gu guessed, could it?"

Qin Minghao was on the verge of throwing the phone.

"From now on, don’t mention him to me again, I don’t want to see him ever again, as of today, it’s over between us."

"Okay, okay."

Facing the furious Qin Minghao, Zhong Boyang didn’t dare to offer comfort.

Anning got up early and saw that the weather was quite nice. Before going to school, she went next door to help Xiao Yuan open the windows of his home and checked on his plants before leaving.

When she came downstairs, Xiao Yuan sent her a message.

"Are you heading to school?"

Anning saw it and replied: "On the way."

A moment later, Xiao Yuan sent another message: "Where are you now?"

"Almost at the entrance of the residential area."

"I’ll be waiting at the door for you."

When Anning arrived at the entrance of the residential complex, she saw Xiao Yuan leaning against a car.

Seeing Anning, Xiao Yuan’s face was filled with a smile.

He seemed the same as when he had left.

But Anning noticed that Xiao Yuan looked a bit tired, with faint red blood vessels in his eyes – he must not have rested well.

"I’ll give you a lift to school."

Xiao Yuan extended his hand to take Anning’s backpack.

Anning took the opportunity to hold his hand for a moment.

Xiao Yuan pretended it was no big deal, but upon closer inspection, the tips of his ears were red.

"Get in the car."

Xiao Yuan opened the door, and Anning got in with a smile.

After Xiao Yuan got in, Anning asked while buckling her seat belt, "When did you get back? I didn’t see you last night."

"This morning."

Xiao Yuan answered, and when he turned his head to look at Anning, the joy in his eyes couldn’t be hidden: "I’ll stay at home for a few days, then I’m off to Shanghai. Once I’ve finished things there, I can take a vacation."

"Congratulations."

Anning smiled.

Xiao Yuan started the car: "How about I treat you to lunch to thank you for watering my plants while I was away?"

"Sure."

Anning did not decline, her eyes and brows all smiled.

Watching Anning smile, Xiao Yuan’s heart swelled with joy and happiness.

When the car arrived at the school entrance, Xiao Yuan parked, and as Anning was unbuckling her seat belt, Xiao Yuan turned around to grab the backpack from the back seat.

"I’ll pick you up at noon. Let me know in advance what you’d like to eat."

Anning took the backpack into her arms, her eyes curving into a beautiful smile.

The young girl still had baby fat on her face, her small face pale and tender, and her delicate brows and eyes curved downwards when she smiled, looking particularly joyous. In the morning sunlight streaming into the car, Xiao Yuan turned back to see Anning’s downy cheeks, as well as the fuzzy hair at her temples, and below these wisps, Anning’s pale ingot-shaped ears were all the more lovable.

Xiao Yuan couldn’t resist touching Anning’s hair for a moment.

Anning looked at him with her large eyes, filled with surprise.

Xiao Yuan withdrew his hand and coughed: "Your hair is a bit messy."

"Really?"

Anning hurriedly checked in the car’s mirror, then smoothed her hair: "It is a little messy."

After straightening her hair, she was about to get out of the car when Xiao Yuan called out to her again.

"This is for you."

Xiao Yuan handed over a scarf, which looked familiar to Anning.

After thinking for a moment, she realized it was the scarf Xiao Yuan had sent her a picture of, the prettiest one she had chosen.

"It’s cold, put it on."

Xiao Yuan reached forward again: "I saw it while shopping in Capital, it’s very pretty, and I thought it would suit you, so I bought it."

Anning smiled and took it, tying the red scarf around her neck: "Thank you."

After thanking him, Anning opened the car door and got out.

Xiao Yuan wanted to keep Anning and say a few more words, but he didn’t know how to keep her, so he could only watch absent-mindedly as Anning walked away with her backpack.

Then, Xiao Yuan saw that when Anning was about to reach the school gate, someone stopped her.

It was a young man in a coat.

The young man was tall and good-looking, with delicate features, appearing to be about the same age as Anning, with a youthful face.

Standing there, Anning spoke to the young man with a smile on her face.

Watching this scene, Xiao Yuan’s heart twisted tightly.

He felt almost suffocated by the discomfort.

At the same time, his heart felt immersed in acid, causing his nose to feel sour and uncomfortable.

Xiao Yuan clenched his right fist, struggling to restrain himself from getting out of the car and chasing after her.

He only now realized the age difference between him and Anning.

Anning was much too young, still a child, and perhaps to her, he was just a neighborly older brother or an uncle...

Thinking of this possibility made Xiao Yuan feel even worse.

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