In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

Yun Yao's fingertips gripped a patch of fabric from the man's shirt, her eyes reddening, and she pleaded, "Brother, please don't tell anyone, okay?"

Yun Shiyue's gaze fell on the girl's hand clutching his sleeve. Her features were not clearly visible in the shadows, and her eyes were both bright and dark, contradictory and unpredictable.

He sneered, his dark eyes seeming to be stained with ink. "What right do you have to beg me?"

"Brother," Yun Yao's voice was choked with sobs, her eyes glistening with tears, her gaze towards him fragile and helpless.

Yun Shiyue curled his lips in disdain, his tone nonchalant, "Is this how you beg for help?"

Yun Yao bit her delicate, bright red lips, stunned for a long while, "I can kneel down and beg you."

Yun Shiyue looked down at her reaction, a surge of irritation rising in his chest for no reason.

Her slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were clearly affectionate, yet her gaze was cold and desolate, like brocade burned to ashes.

His words were extremely cold, even tinged with malice: "Fine, then kneel down and beg me."

Yun Yao knelt at his feet, tugging at his trouser leg, looking up at him.

Her clear eyes trembled slightly in her tear-filled sockets, and her voice was soft and helpless, "Brother, I don't want to be kicked out, I'm scared."

Tsk, how pitiful.

Yun Shiyue inwardly mocked her weakness.

His gaze, however, was uncontrollable, scrutinizing her appearance inch by inch.

Her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, giving her a delicate and pitiful look, as if she had breathed on someone's heart.

They just endured the harsh treatment.

Yun Shiyue leaned closer to her, his long, slender fingers touching her cheek, slowly moving down, and then lifting her chin.

Yun Yao looked up at him nervously, her eyes trembling slightly, "Brother..."

Yun Shiyue's gaze met the girl's nervousness and fear. He chuckled softly, his handsome eyebrows curving slightly, his voice gentle yet indifferent.

"You can't call me 'brother' like that, but if you're always this good from today..."

Yun Yao was wearing a short skirt today, and her knees were directly touching the floor, causing her some pain from kneeling.

She grabbed his large hand that was pressed against her cheek, looking aggrieved. "Brother, I'll be good, I'll be very good."

Yun Shiyue slowly and deliberately stroked the soft and delicate skin beneath his hand with his fingertips, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

She was truly pitiful, and truly obedient...

Like a delicate flower drenched by a downpour, it reveals its fragile beauty, making one want to protect it, yet even more so, want to destroy it.

He reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, carried her to the sofa, and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his finger.

His gaze fell on the girl's reddened knees, and his voice was both cool and gentle, "Does it hurt from kneeling?"

Yun Yao looked up at him pitifully and said, "Mmm."

"You're so delicate," Yun Shiyue said with a slight smile, his tone sounding like disdain but more like doting affection.

He rummaged through his medicine box, knelt halfway down in front of the sofa, and applied the medicine to her.

After applying the medicine, Yun Shiyue's gaze fell on her fair and smooth skin, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He reached out and pulled down her skirt, which had ridden up slightly, his fingers trembling almost imperceptibly. "You're not allowed to wear such short skirts out in the future."

Yun Yao really wanted to say that everyone else was dressed like this, so why couldn't she?

But seeing the unyielding expression on the man's face, she could only obediently agree, "I understand."

Yun Shiyue smiled slightly and ruffled her hair. "Go upstairs and rest."

"……Um."

As Yun Shiyue watched the person go upstairs, he made a phone call and asked someone to remove Yun Yao's household registration from the Yun family.

Since there's no blood relation, and since we're not family, we should leave as soon as possible.

As for the place of residence... let's just settle in a neighboring city.

the next day.

When Yun Yao went to school, she handed Qi Funan her bank card with 200,000 yuan in savings.

"I don't have time to transfer money to you every day. Here's the card for you. I'll transfer money to you again when the money in the card runs out."

Qi Funan frowned, his thin lips pressed tightly together. "How much money is on the card?"

Seeing that he wouldn't take it, Yun Yao stuffed the card into his hand, "The money in this card is just enough for me to buy a few clothes. The password is written on the back of the card."

Qi Funan lowered his eyes and watched the two fingers touch... even if it was only for a moment.

His voice was deep, and his eyes were unfathomable. "I will pay you back later."

"Why would I give it back to you? I already said it was your salary in advance."

Qi Funan paused for a moment, then said, "Hmm."

Finished lunch at noon.

The system suddenly reminded me: "[Host, there is an important plot point today.]"

The final conflict between the female supporting character and the female lead, Shen Qihuan, before she is recognized and taken back.

The female lead works part-time at a coffee shop, while the female supporting character secretly wants to cause trouble.

The female lead accidentally spilled coffee on the female supporting character.

The female supporting character made the female lead kneel down and apologize.

Why is there so much kneeling in this novel?

The floor is so hard, it really hurts to kneel on it. Her knees are still a little red...

[Anyway, the female lead won't kneel down. Lu Jingyu witnessed the female supporting character bullying the female lead and even helped the female lead scold the female supporting character.]

[...], so she's the only one who suffered!

Following the plot's instructions, Yun Yao went to the coffee shop where the female lead worked part-time.

It was midday, and there were very few customers.

As soon as I entered, I saw Shen Qihuan standing behind the counter.

She found a seat, sat down, and ordered an iced latte from the waiter.

Shen Qihuan entered Yunyao and sent a message to Lu Jingyu.

"I'm at the coffee shop right now. I don't know what Yun Yao wants to talk to me about, and I'm a little scared, since it's my workplace. Could you come over for a bit?"

She then poured the freshly made hot latte, which the customer had canceled, into a glass, added two ice cubes, and served it.

Just as she was about to put the tray on the table, someone answered a phone call and walked out, bumping into her elbow.

The glass spilled onto Yun Yao's slender legs.

Yun Yao finally understood what it meant to experience both extremes of life.

Anyone who's kind enough to put ice in their hot latte? Iced lattes need to be heated!

Unfortunately, she can't go to the infirmary right now... she still has to follow the plot...

"Shen Qihuan, I ordered an iced latte, why did you bring me a hot latte! And can't you watch where you're going! Is this how your coffee shop's servers treat customers?"

Seeing Yun Yao's disheveled state, Shen Qihuan felt a surge of schadenfreude and mocked her, saying she deserved it.

"Yun Yao, I clearly made iced coffee, how could you slander me like this? There are still unmelted ice cubes on the ground!"

"Shen Qihuan!" Yun Yao was incredulous. How could this be so blatant? The plot hadn't mentioned anything like this. "Where's your manager? Call your manager out here!"

Hearing the commotion, the store manager came out from the back rest area.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, how about this, the shop assistant will compensate you for your clothes, and you can decide the exact price."

Upon hearing that she was to pay compensation, Shen Qihuan immediately objected, "Manager, another customer bumped into me, and that's why I accidentally spilled the coffee. Why should I pay?"

The store manager gave her a sharp look, pushed her away, and then bent down to ask Yun Yao what kind of outcome she wanted.

Yun Yao's thigh was burning with pain, and all she wanted to do right now was finish the storyline quickly. "Make her kneel down and apologize to me, then I won't have to make her pay."

When Shen Qihuan saw Lu Jingyu push open the door and enter, she sneered inwardly. His words were timely.

She wiped the smile from her lips, squeezed out two tears, and put on a wronged expression, "Jing Yu!"