After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

After a while, Zhou Lingshu was taken away by He Qishen who had just answered the phone.

While sitting in the car, Zhou Lingshu was still asking Sanqi in his mind whether He Qishen had a mistress outside.

After all, He Qishen had always answered the phone in front of her before.

Sanqi was silent for a while before saying, "Probably not."

Zhou Lingshu said "tsk" twice: "You should use this very well."

She wished He Qishen had a lover outside, or even better, fell in love with the lover and kicked her out.

Zhou Lingshu suddenly thought of a novel about a domineering boss that he had read some time ago. The heroine was of ordinary family background, but she was extremely beautiful. She was kept outside by the hero, who also had a fiancée who was a good match for her.

The final outcome is naturally that the fiancée frequently deals with the heroine, and is eventually defeated by the hero, King Tianliang. The family business goes bankrupt, and the century-old foundation is destroyed.

Zhou Lingshu looked at his fiancée and called her a fool.

What kind of love is being pursued in a marriage between wealthy families?

If it were her, as long as the other party didn't appear in front of her, she would turn a blind eye.

Following the last time Zhou Lingshu asked if he could continue to be with Jiang Chuanyu after completing the strategy, Sanqi was once again shocked by Zhou Lingshu's thoughts.

"Host, you are quite imaginative."

"I'm just thinking about the possibilities in the future. What if he really has a mistress and falls in love with someone else? Wouldn't that be a happy ending for everyone? I can then pursue Shen Wu more freely."

Sanqi felt that this made some sense, but...

"He's the male lead, and he'll be with the female lead in the end anyway, so you might as well just bring them together."

"Why should I bring them together? Neither of them is good to me, so of course I have to watch them go through all the hardships." I can't let them be together that easily.

Sanqi: “…”

Its host really holds a grudge.

"What are you doing? We're here."

The man's magnetic voice sounded beside his ear, and when Zhou Lingshu came back to his senses, he saw the large hand with distinct joints reaching in from outside the car.

The owner of the hand was leaning forward slightly with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Ashu?" He Qishen called her name again.

Zhou Lingshu made a bitter face, put his hand into He Qishen's hand, and got out of the car.

When she was led into the banquet hall by He Qishen and looked at the magnificently decorated venue, a flash of surprise passed through her mind.

For some reason, she always felt that He Qishen knew her too well.

Just like the layout of this wedding scene.

It was almost exactly the same as the wedding scene she had imagined.

A chill ran up Zhou Lingshu's spine. She turned her head with a stiff neck, and what came into her sight was He Qishen's chiseled profile.

To what extent did he monitor her?

She even felt as if he had implanted a chip in her brain, allowing him to easily obtain all her information.

"He Qishen..."

Zhou Lingshu wanted to take advantage of the situation to make a comment, but just as she opened her mouth, her parents came towards her.

Yes.

The rehearsal requires the presence of both sets of parents.

Isn’t that He Feiye?

Sure enough, she looked around the banquet hall and only saw Liang Qiuran.

When she looked away, her parents were standing opposite her and He Qishen.

The two of them greeted He Qishen with a flattering smile, and the latter simply called out "Uncle, Auntie" calmly.

Feng Xue walked up to her daughter, leaned close to Zhou Lingshu's ear, and lowered her voice to ask, "Why are you so late for the rehearsal?"

It was originally scheduled to start half an hour ago.

As a result, my daughter only appeared now.

Feng Xue felt that her youngest daughter was really outrageous. She dared not care about marrying He Qishen at all.

Especially when she thought about the last time she asked Zhou Lingshu to transfer shares, she felt even more resentful towards her youngest daughter.

"Brother Qi Shen was afraid that I would be hungry, so he specially took me to eat!" Zhou Lingshu patted He Qi Shen's arm in a reproachful manner, and then said, "Mom, are you waiting impatiently?"

She spoke quite loudly.

The moment she spoke, Feng Xue's face changed immediately.

What is she doing so loudly!?

Are you afraid that He Qishen can't hear you?

"Auntie, Ah Shu has a bad stomach and needs to eat on time. If you are busy, you can go and do it first." He Qishen lowered the corners of his mouth, and he did not hide the displeasure on his face at all.

Zhou Lingshu leaned on He Qishen's shoulder and blinked at her mother's blue face.

Evil people need to be punished by evil people.

Her little movements caught He Qishen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingzhuo quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over, "She was just concerned about Ling Shu and was afraid that something might happen to her."

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After the rehearsal, Zhou Lingshu was pulled to the open-air balcony by Feng Xue, who asked her about her shares again.

Zhou Lingshu still pretended to be stupid and got away with it.

She will have to return He Qishen’s shares when the plot is restored in the future, so it is naturally impossible for her to give them to her parents.

Although she loves to spend money, she doesn't dare to accept some things that are too expensive.

"I see you just don't want to give it!" Feng Xue hurried away in her high heels. The clanging sound of her footsteps represented her anger.

Zhou Lingshu was lying on the terrace.

In the distance, there was a red sun hanging in the sky, about to fall below the horizon. The sky was dyed a fiery red. It was clearly an extremely beautiful sunset.

But Zhou Lingshu had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery.

The wedding is tomorrow, and I will live with He Qishen after the wedding.

Whenever she thought about seeing He Qishen every day, whether she opened her eyes or closed them, she felt a darkness in front of her eyes.

Are the days of clubbing, racing cars, and all-night parties going to be a thing of the past for her?

It's too awful.

Suddenly, someone patted my shoulder from behind.

Zhou Lingshu suppressed the emotion in his eyes, put on a smile and turned his head away.

"Sister Lingshu." Chen Shan leaned on the terrace with her eyes squinted.

Zhou Lingshu: "Sister Chen Shan, are you having fun in Beijing North recently?"

Chen Shan nodded with a smile, "Actually, I've been to Beijing twice before, but I was always in a hurry. This time, I took advantage of your wedding to have some fun."

Seeing that Zhou Lingshu looked a little reluctant, Chen Shan asked again, "I heard from Ah Shen that you are going to Greece for your honeymoon?"

Zhou Lingshu curled his lips: "He decided."

She doesn't want to go at all!

The National Day holiday is only seven days long, and there are so many people outside, it’s not as good as in northern Beijing.

Especially during the National Day, their group of second-generation rich people had a car race, and she really wanted to go...

This time it was ruined.

Chen Shan laughed dumbly, "So you are unhappy?"

Chen Shan touched her chin. She had known He Qishen for so many years, but she had never seen He Qishen when he was in love.

I never thought that this guy actually likes to force love.

Zhou Lingshu is a person of unrestrained and free nature, and it would be a miracle if he could be happy.

"If you have a place you want to go, you can tell Ah Shen. Ah Shen likes you so much, he will definitely go with you."

"I want to sleep in Jingbei." No, it's about playing from night to day the next day.

Chen Shan understood.

It was obvious that Zhou Lingshu didn't want to go out, but He Qishen forced her to go out on her honeymoon together.

"Kaiyu and I have been to the Aegean Sea before. It's very beautiful and perfect for a honeymoon." Chen Shan patted Zhou Lingshu on the shoulder.