Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

Wen Taotao stood there stiffly, clutching her cell phone, watching her newly bought bicycle being smashed into pieces in front of her.

The extremely beautiful girl in red turned and left in her high heels.

The big black waves swayed slightly around her waist, like ripples on the water.

Young, beautiful and rich.

It is a class she cannot reach.

Wen Taotao tried to hold it in, but ultimately couldn't control the humiliation in her heart and slowly shed two lines of tears.

Does having money mean you can disrespect others?

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Peach has rejected your transfer request.

Jiang Deng returned to the tea restaurant and stared at the chat interface with the heroine.

Just then, a new message popped up on the phone.

Prodigal Son: [Something happened to the project, I might be ten minutes late. ]

The avatar is the back of the cartoon little prince.

Jiang Deng subconsciously looked at his own profile picture, which was a red rose.

Jiang Deng closed her eyes and was silent for a few seconds. Then she sneered and replied.

Light: [Give you five minutes.]

The other party replied immediately: [I will try my best. ]

Then, Jiang Deng clicked on the little prince's profile picture, cancelled the note, and watched as the profile name changed from "Prodigal Son" to the default two letters:

"ZW".

Then, she randomly picked out a photo of blue sky and white clouds from her mobile phone album and replaced the rose avatar.

Then, there was nothing to do.

At this point in time, the hero has not met the heroine yet, and the date between the hero and the supporting actress is not written in the book, which means...

You can play as you like.

Jiang Deng suddenly didn't want to wait anymore.

She walked out of the tea restaurant with her bag and walked aimlessly along the sidewalk, letting her thoughts run wild in her mind.

Although the weather was cold, although the streets were full of people she didn't know, and although she still felt as if she was in another world, as if she was having a beautiful dream that she hoped she would never wake up from.

but--

It’s great that she was reborn and had a chance to start over.

From today on, every extra second you live is a bonus.

When Jiang Deng thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

In her previous life, she did make Wen Taotao pay for her losses.

It's really funny. When the system saw that she made a mistake just now, it was still playing the original text in her mind.

The vicious female supporting role said to the heroine in a condescending manner: [Follow the procedures and contact the insurance company. ]

Then, in order to pay back the debt, the heroine worked hard part-time in a milk tea shop for a month, and could only live on steamed buns and vegetables every day.

Well, that makes sense, it's her usual character.

But Jiang Deng doesn't want to be a puppet of the system in the future.

So even though she knew there would be a punishment, she still deliberately tested the system.

Since she has died once, she has nothing to be afraid of.

The results are really interesting.

Directly exempting compensation will be punished by the system, but——

She didn't ask the heroine to pay compensation, but smashed her bicycle, and the system passed the test.

She was not punished further.

From this perspective, the so-called necessity to follow the plot and character settings of the novel actually has a lot of room for maneuver...

Is it enough as long as the goal is achieved that the heroine and the supporting actress meet for the first time and become enemies?

Jiang Deng walked along the sidewalk while thinking this.

I don’t know how much time had passed, nor where I was. I just saw the sky gradually getting darker, and the street lights and shops on the street lit up in twos and threes.

There are not many people on the street.

Because the wind was so strong, almost no one held an umbrella even though it was snowing.

Jiang Deng blends in with the crowd, but apart from her overly outstanding looks and stunningly beautiful outfit, she doesn't seem out of place.

Halfway through, the phone in my bag seemed to vibrate.

Jiang Deng ignored him and just pulled his coat closer to his shoulders, continuing to empty his mind and enjoying the rare peace and tranquility when he was alone.

Not sure if it was because of his rebirth, but Jiang Deng found that his memories when he was twenty years old were suddenly much clearer.

Now at this point in time.

She was twenty years old and in the first semester of her senior year. The fact that she was a fake daughter had not yet been exposed, and she was living a life of drunkenness and debauchery every day.

As for the prince of the Zhou family...

Twenty-three, third year graduate student at the School of Computer Science, now starting a business outside, busy as hell every day.

Today he had asked her to meet at 4:30 pm at the tea restaurant he often went to, but she arrived early.

The meeting process has always been very fixed:

Eat, go shopping, and go to bed.

She might be a good lover.

Jiang Deng smiled and suddenly thought of Wen Taotao again.

Turns out he likes that.

No wonder her father always felt that she looked nothing like her mother.

She is not dignified or elegant, and unlike her mother who is like a fairy who is detached from this world.

Wen Taotao does look alike, with a similar temperament and slightly drooping almond-shaped eyes.

Jiang Deng was walking when he suddenly twisted his foot. When he lifted his foot again, he felt a piercing pain in his right ankle.

She lowered her head and saw the stiletto heel of her right shoe was stuck between two red floor tiles.

He endured the pain and pulled his right foot.

No.

The velvet skirt under the coat was very short, ending halfway up her thigh, making it inconvenient for her to bend over.

Jiang Deng tried to pull it again.

Or not.

A nameless rage suddenly rose in her heart. She was so angry that she clenched her fingers and pulled her legs hard.

Kou Hong's nails dug deep into his palm, bringing out some blood.

After the severe pain, the heel suddenly slipped out of the gap, and Jiang Deng lost his balance and fell to the left.

She did not fall to the ground, but fell into an embrace that was so warm that it seemed strange.

"Why didn't you answer my call? You were running around in such thin clothes."

The man seemed to have caught up with her in a hurry. He opened his coat and put it around her while speaking. The hot air from his breath lingered around her ears while he spoke.

Jiang Deng didn't answer, but let the man do what he wanted with his body stiff.

All kinds of thoughts rushed through her mind, and in the end only deep hatred was left.

All in all, she hadn't seen him for five years, from the time they broke up until her death.

Jiang Deng slowly looked up at the person coming.

He has sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high straight nose and thin lips.

He had a good-looking appearance, and looked younger than she remembered, with less threatening expression between his brows.

He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, matching pants and coat, and was taking off his coat to wrap it around her. His dark eyes were filled with her reflection, as if she was his whole world.

Zhou Wu held her wet and cold hand, rubbed it, and when he was about to move closer to breathe, he suddenly stopped.

Open the palm of her right hand.

There was a centipede-like wound on her fair skin, it was very hideous and bloody. It was a new wound, and there were bloodstains between the four fingernails of her right hand.

It was as if she had pinched it herself.

Zhou Wu looked at her.

Jiang Deng confronted him in silence.

The ink in Zhou Wu's eyes gathered and became darker and darker.

Jiang Deng soon discovered that he was looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, and she was startled.

He is the person who knows her best in the world. Twenty-seven and twenty are different after all.

Jiang Deng's heart was floating in the air, and it was not until now, until this moment, that it finally fell to the ground. With a "thump", it shattered into pieces, shattering all her fantasies.

Not a dream.

She realized with great clarity that she had indeed died once, and that the pain and torture she had experienced were not fake.

Even if I were to do it again, everything would be different.

A feeling of fatigue welled up in his heart, and Jiang Deng questioned him almost maliciously:

[What? You look at me like that, suspecting that I'm a fake? ]

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Deng was stunned and even laughed.

[Yes, that's right, I am indeed a fake, and your true love is someone else.

【Zhou Wu, let's break up. 】