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

Seeing her dependent gesture, Song Xinran reached out and ruffled her hair, smiling slightly, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be the one who wins in the end."

"...", is this a game to complete the final level, and they're even using her as a prize?

I reckon whoever wins will kill her, the one who's getting in the way, right away.

Yun Yao took a step back along the wall, wondering if it was still too late to run...

Song Xinran pinched the back of her neck, pulled her back, and pressed her into his arms. "Why are you running? We're not asking you to do anything. We're doing the work, letting you win without lifting a finger. Aren't you happy?"

Yun Yao nestled in his arms, staring blankly at him, her eyelashes blinking slowly, "...Winning by doing nothing?"

The person in his arms had a charming and innocent expression, her glass-like eyes glistening with moisture, innocent and pure, unknowingly seducing him.

Song Xinran's throat tightened as she stared at him. He lifted her chin and leaned down to kiss her luscious red lips.

His voice, tinged with laughter, was soft, husky, and pleasant to the ear, his warm breath brushing against her neck. "After I win, before I leave the dungeon, how about we do something interesting together?"

Pei Yu couldn't stand that Song Xinran was flirting before even winning, so he grabbed Yun Yao's wrist and pulled her over, saying, "Go back to your room and rest first. I'll come find you later."

Xu Hang grabbed Yun Yao's other wrist, his attitude firm, "I'm taking her back to her room; I don't trust you to do this."

Pei Yu glanced at Song Xinran, then let go of her hand. Xu Hang, that weakling, was still more reassuring than Song Xinran.

Song Xinran leaned casually against the wall, her figure was excellent, and her hair was naturally loosely draped over her brow bone, making her look extremely lazy.

When he saw Yun Yao enter the room, he picked up his suit jacket and walked out.

"This place is too small, let's go outside."

Pei Yu's dark eyes were deep, his handsome features exuded a cold aura, and his voice was deep and husky, with a lazy trailing tone at the end, "Fine."

Xu Hang escorted Yun Yao to her room. He looked down at the girl in front of him, his dark, cold eyes filled with a deep, dark light. "Yun Yao, I've figured it out now. I don't like Ye Wan Ning."

He was certain, absolutely certain, that he loved her.

"..." Yun Yao agreed with his assessment; the stab wound into Ye Wan Ning's chest had indeed been swift and decisive...

I just hope he doesn't stab her too. If he does stab her, please give her a thicker one... It would be best if he could stab her out of the way in one go.

Xu Hang noticed a flicker of wariness in the girl's eyes as she stood before him...

He sighed softly, pulled her to sit on the bed, then half-knelt down, cupped her delicate face in his hands, kissed her red lips, his gaze both obscure and resolute, "I will let you win."

"..." Yun Yao felt strange. Should she let her win?

Didn't the system tell her that she was the female lead's control group, and that her only purpose was to highlight how outstanding the female lead was?

Now that the female lead is gone, how can she possibly win?

Are you sure she didn't pick up the wrong script?

Xu Hang pushed open the door and went out.

Yun Yao also wanted to go out and secretly check the situation.

But the moment her hand touched the doorknob, she was pulled into a warm embrace.

"Mr. Earl!"

"Hmm," the count sat on the bed, pulled the person onto his lap, moved his exquisite profile closer, his eyes half-closed, alluring and tempting, and through the open collar of his shirt, one could see the movement of his prominent Adam's apple.

His voice resonated softly from his chest, his tone slow and deliberate, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Yes!" Yun Yao blinked her sparkling eyes, a hint of confusion appearing on her pretty face. "I want to ask where Grace is now."

The man's features were indistinct in the backlight, both mysterious and dangerous, with a hint of helpless smile on his lips. "He really doesn't care about my feelings at all."

"..." He forgot that Grace was his fiancée, and that he had waited for her for so many years.

Mainly because the Count was so gentle, she couldn't help but mistake him for a different person than the big boss that other players talked about...

Yun Yao shifted her position in fear, wondering if it was too late to run away...

The count noticed her retreating movement, grabbed her waist, pulled her back, and pressed her against his slender waist and abdomen.

He patted her back soothingly with one hand, while slowly and deliberately playing with her hair with the other, smoothing out her slightly messy strands.

With a slight curve in her beautiful eyebrows, she said, "Don't be afraid, you can do whatever you want. I like it when you're direct with me."

Yun Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the Earl and the rumored big boss were two different people.

The big boss isn't as scary as other players say.

The count parted his thin lips slightly to answer her question, "Grace died long ago; she was buried in that rose garden."

Yun Yao gently raised her hand and grasped his collar. "Did you always know, or did you find out later?"

The count chuckled lightly, "The count may not know, but as a monster in the instance, I have always known."

Hearing him say he was a monster was a little unpleasant; for some reason, I suddenly felt like I was communicating with him as if I were food...

Let's quickly finish asking the most crucial question...

"The final hidden quest is to make the castle bloom with roses. How do we get through this level?"

"This is the curse that Grace placed when she was buried alive in the coffin. Only the person who makes the castle bloom with roses can leave this place."

"In the end, can only one person leave?"

"Yes, it takes the blood of 29 players to make the castle bloom with roses when 30 players enter this instance."

"...", as expected of a horror game, it's a total rip-off...

The count's lips curled slightly as he pinched the soft flesh of her waist. "How was breakfast this morning?"

"good to eat……"

"If you like it, I'll make it for you again tomorrow."

“But,” Yun Yao looked up at him, “we can only survive here for thirty-six hours…”

The count exuded a deep, cold, and indifferent aura, his dark eyes unfathomable and burning with intense emotions. "Wouldn't it be better to stay and keep me company?"

Yun Yao asked in confusion, "Can't you leave here?"

The count's eyes flickered slightly. "I have never left this place."

Yun Yao took his hand, looked at him expectantly, her clear eyes sparkling, "Then let's go together."

The count looked down at her, his expression frozen for a moment, the coldness emanating from him gradually fading away. Then he took her wrist in his hand and said, "Okay."

Suddenly, the door was opened.

Song Xinran, looking disheveled, leaned against the door frame, clutching his suit jacket.

The stand-up collar shirt was mottled with color patches, and wet pink hair with bloodstains hung down in front of his forehead.

A streak of crimson blood stretched from his forehead to the side of his face, and some of the blood flowed into his eyes, staining half of his pupil red.

Her overly refined appearance exuded a decadent and decadent charm.

When Yun Yao saw him covered in blood, she stepped forward to support him and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the blood from his face.

Seeing how worried the girl was about him, Song Xinran laughed heartily, even though it aggravated his wound, "I told you I would win."