The daily life of a crazy female supporting character trying to redeem herself.

Liang Qing took a breath and said, "I'm jealous of them."

Yan Su's expression cracked for a moment, and an incredulous look appeared on his face. "Jealousy?"

Liang Qing avoided his gaze and said in a tired tone, "Zhou Yu's musical talent is better than mine, while Su Heng's painting skills and Zhi Ji's academic achievements are better than mine. I can't accept that anyone can surpass me."

The moment he finished speaking, the person next to him turned grim and said sternly, "If you don't want to tell me, you can just tell me that you don't want to answer. Why bother to fool me like this?"

Liang Qing hadn't expected him to be so angry, but she had truthfully told him the information the system had given her. She looked up at Yan Su, her expression somewhat dazed, "Don't you believe what I said?"

He asked about "her" matter, and she should have been correct in the answer given by the system.

"How can I believe that?" Yan Su said angrily. "Are you telling me that you only realized their level six months ago?"

"Qin Zhouyu went to the same high school as you, Song Zhiji went to the same major as you, and Su Heng went to the same club as you. You've known them for far more than half a year."

Liang Qing listened quietly to his words, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "What if I said that I had been enduring it all along?"

"Enough!" Yan Su stood up angrily from the sofa, his chest heaving violently. "Even if you feel sorry for my situation and can't bear to refuse to answer my questions, you shouldn't do it this way."

He clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on Liang Qing. "No matter what, you shouldn't humiliate yourself!"

“You said…” Liang Qing looked at Yan Su with a surprised and suspicious gaze, her heart pounding for some reason, and her palms sweating. “I’m insulting myself?”

Yan Su blurted out angrily, "Have you forgotten how you got by from childhood to adulthood?"

At that moment, Yan Su's mind was filled with the clear images of the information he had seen about her.

Previously, when he looked at those materials, he focused on the bad parts of her, while considering the good parts as pretentious.

When he saw her father's strict upbringing, her mother's cold treatment, and how she had been isolated and slandered before meeting Xue Fanxing, he was indeed moved. However, he deliberately ignored it all, because a tragic experience is not a get-out-of-jail-free card.

But when he sat on the sofa and couldn't light the fire no matter what he tried, a strange thought suddenly occurred to him: "If the good parts about her are true, and the bad parts are hidden, then has he been misunderstanding her all along?"

So he spoke up to her, hoping she could tell him her true thoughts so he could understand the situation and decide what he should do.

However, not only did she not tell him the truth, she even insulted herself!

When she revealed that she had been suppressing her jealousy, an unprecedented anger surged through his heart.

He wasn't this angry even when she was deceiving him.

“If it weren’t for all that has happened in the last six months, you would be far better off than any of them,” Yan Su said, still seething with anger. “What reason do you have to be jealous of them?”

He thought for a moment and then said, "You may admire their musical talent, painting skills, and achievements, but you won't be jealous of them."

After saying this, he gradually calmed down, sat back on the sofa, and slowly said, "I've heard you play the violin, seen your paintings, and read a few of your articles. People with such talent should also have their own dignity and won't let jealousy corrupt their souls and cause them to lose their integrity."

"Even if you were not proud of your talents in the past, you should be proud of your character."

Listening to Yan Su's words, the things that Liang Qing couldn't understand before, and all the forces that prevented her from delving deeper, suddenly lost all their constraints at this moment.

She had also read Yan Su's information, but at that time she was completely preoccupied with Qin Zhouyu's medical records, so she only glanced at the parts about her and was completely unmoved when she read them.

From the moment she came into this world, the physical headaches that would occur whenever she thought about the past, and the constant psychological suggestion that "the past is not important, completing the mission is the priority," all seemed to be preventing her from exploring the past.

Liang Qing broke out in a cold sweat as a terrifying thought crossed her mind: "The information the system gave me doesn't match reality. Is what it's been implying really my true thoughts?"

The information shows that "Liang Qing" is a diligent and studious person who can admit his mistakes and correct them, and a kind and gentle person. He is a person who comes from a wealthy family but does not bully others and dares to stand up for injustice.

Would someone like that really do something out of jealousy?

Would someone like that be jealous of others?

As Yan Su said, what's the point?

She should have her own dignity; how could she let jealousy destroy her personality?

Why did she never investigate such an obvious matter, with such flawed information, even once?

She had suspected something was amiss before, but somehow, after a while, all her doubts would disappear, replaced by the thought that "it's all good to complete the task."

After Yan Su finished speaking, he didn't wait for Liang Qing's reply. He naturally turned to look at her and saw that she was trembling all over. He immediately sat up straight.

His temple throbbed, and he nervously gripped her elbow, asking softly, "Liang Qing, what's wrong?"

Liang Qing suddenly snapped out of her daze, turned to face Yan Su, and grabbed his arm as he held her elbow, anxiously asking, "What if I said I did it for the money?"

Yan Su was startled by her face covered in sweat and didn't hear her clearly for a moment. He reached for a tissue and said anxiously, "Are you cold? Did you catch a chill on the balcony? Why are you sweating so much? Let me wipe you down first, then I'll take you to the hospital."

Liang Qing grabbed his other arm, preventing him from reaching for the tissue. She asked more anxiously, "Tell me, if I were dissatisfied with my current status and wanted to take over their family and elevate myself to a higher level, would you believe me?"

This time, Yan Su understood it perfectly.

His anger flared up again.

She's already sweating profusely from the cold, how could she possibly be in the mood to make him happy?

He had intended to pull his hand away and tell her to stop joking with him.

But when he saw her pale face and met her anxious eyes, he unconsciously softened his tone, "I don't believe it."

Yan Su sighed helplessly, "If that's the case, why did you speak so harshly to them in the first place?"

“You should know that if you hadn’t tormented them and disappointed them back then, my ‘revenge’ against you wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.”