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

"Please don't misunderstand, this is not an endorsement." Liang Qing sat back down and took a sip of water, seemingly unconcerned. "I think that you are not qualified to participate in the competition and that you are allowed to participate in the competition are two different things."

After drinking the water, my throat felt much clearer. "You once took first place from me, and I'm going to get my revenge on you."

"I'm not participating, so first place is naturally yours." Su Heng glanced at her coldly.

“No,” Liang Qing said sternly, “I will defeat you fair and square.”

"Liang Qing!" Su Heng shouted. What right did she have to order him around in his house?

Does that mean Su Heng is just going to obey her every word?

He had reached his limit and told Liang Qing to leave, "Go back to where you came from! Don't bother me anymore!"

Liang Qing understood what she was hearing, but she remained seated and didn't move.

Su Heng's attitude was bad, but so was hers.

Su Heng used a radical approach, while Liang Qing used a different one.

It's hard to say which is more hurtful.

"Don't you hate me too?" Liang Qing looked at him coldly. "Have you been trying to find ways to get revenge on me lately?"

She suddenly spoke her mind, leaving Su Heng somewhat bewildered and annoyed. "So what? You deserve it."

"Serves you right?" Liang Qing sneered. "Su Heng, I don't think I owe you anything. Don't forget, you were the one who provoked me first."

Su Heng was stunned upon hearing this. Indeed, it was he who had taken the initiative to approach Liang Qing first.

He seemed to be thinking of something, and his tone softened, "But you shouldn't have trampled on my feelings like that."

However, Liang Qing remained relentless, his icy expression appearing so ruthless in contrast to his attempts to back down.

"Su Heng, ask yourself honestly, do you really like me that much?"

The speaker was indifferent, and the listener found it jarring.

Su Heng pursed his lips and remained silent.

Liang Qing continued, "Su Heng, I don't believe there is a man in this world who would fall head over heels in love with a woman based solely on her looks."

Su Heng looked up abruptly and replied quickly, "How do you know I only like your looks?"

Liang Qing scoffed, "What else? You like my cold and ruthless inner self?"

She laughed at herself after saying that, "Besides, if you really liked everything about me, you wouldn't have been so angry after finding out the real me, or even sought revenge, right?"

Liang Qing's words left Su Heng speechless. He stood there blankly, his lips opening and closing repeatedly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Liang Qing assumed he had tacitly agreed, so she stood up from the sofa, finished the rest of the water in her glass, and said, "I'm leaving. This is the first and last time I'll talk to you about the competition."

As the clinking of glasses echoed across the table, Su Heng's eyes met Liang Qing's. He saw Liang Qing walking towards him, uttering her hurtful words, "But I think it's a foolish thing to give up your dreams for someone who only exists in your imagination."

"If that really is your dream." These were Liang Qing's last words as she left the room.

After Liang Qing left, Su Heng slumped into the sofa like a deflated balloon.

"Liang Qing, you don't understand anything at all."

……

As soon as he stepped out of Su Heng's house, the system's mechanical voice sounded: [Host...]

Liang Qing sensed that it wanted to say something but hesitated. Sometimes Liang Qing thought that Xiao Qi was quite interesting. Although it was a machine without emotions, it knew how to read people's expressions.

Please feel free to ask me anything.

Xiao Qi asked, "Host, why did you say those things about Su Heng?"

After all, their mission was to win over Su Heng, not to anger him.

The question was within Liang Qing's expectations. Liang Qing sighed and replied, "I know what I said was hurtful, but for the sake of the mission, I had to resort to any means necessary. If I were timid and hesitant, I wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. I showed him my worst side and trampled on his dignity once again. If he truly loves art, he would know that giving up his dream for someone like me is not worth it at all."

Xiaoqi still didn't quite understand. [But if that's the case, won't he hate you, host?]

"Take a look at the strategy points."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi immediately pulled up the data. After reading it, she was so surprised that her electronic voice rose in pitch: "[Host, Su Heng's favorability rating has actually increased by ten points! How did this happen?]"

Liang Qing walked slowly down the road, glanced up at the moon, and said, "Xiao Qi, human emotions are very complex."

Su Heng fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it.

In his dream, he saw the scene of him and Liang Qing in the woods once again.

He carried his easel on the fallen leaves, while the girl squatted on the ground, one hand on her knee and the other stroking a cat, which tilted its head back and wagged its tail.

That was what Liang Qing thought was their first meeting, but not what Su Heng thought.

He had actually met her a long time ago.

Or rather, I saw her paintings even before I met her.