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

Liang Qing wore a strapless black fishtail dress with cutouts at the waist, revealing her fair skin. The dress perfectly accentuated the girl's already excellent figure.

The makeup artist had already done her makeup to make her look like a wealthy and beautiful woman, making her appear exceptionally dignified and elegant.

The hairstylist was intently styling her hair, while Liang Qing looked at herself in the mirror with a bored expression.

Su Heng's older sister, Su Yan, is very interested in this magazine shoot. The theme of this magazine is a limited edition jewelry launched by the Su family for Valentine's Day. As long as the magazine shoot goes well and is combined with the marketing from the publicity department, becoming a trendsetter in the domestic jewelry industry will not be a problem.

Jewelry models need to have a sophisticated and elegant appearance. Liang Qing has been confirmed as the female model, but the male model has yet to be decided.

When she couldn't find a suitable candidate, Su Yan set her sights on Su Heng.

Su Heng didn't like participating in the filming, but his sister forced him to come under pressure.

In the original book, the original owner didn't want to work with Su Heng on the filming, so he simply quit, which led to him being sidelined by the magazine for a period of time and living a very frugal life.

"Alright, Qingqing."

The hairstylist's voice brought her back to reality.

Liang Qing got along well with the staff at the magazine, so they were very kind to her.

Liang Qing turned to face the hairstylist, smiled sweetly, and praised, "Sister, your skills are as excellent as ever, you've even made me look better."

The hairstylist was modest for a few moments, but looking at her stunningly beautiful face, I was confident that this photoshoot would satisfy Mr. Su.

She patted Liang Qing on the shoulder, "Today's magazine shoot will definitely make you shine."

The two chatted for a while longer.

After a while, Xiao Qi spoke up to remind him, "Host, Su Heng is almost here."

"it is good."

……

Su Heng, with a sour face, was forcibly thrown into the dressing room by Su Yan. After being subjected to a series of tortures by the stylist and makeup artist, he thought of going to the lounge to get some fresh air.

He lazily opened the door, and the scene before him instantly dispelled his drowsiness.

The woman's hair was styled in an updo, revealing her beautiful swan neck, distinct collarbone lines, curvaceous figure, slender waist, and a face that exuded both haughty beauty and sharp charisma. Combined, the visual impact reached its peak.

Su Heng's heart raced, his mouth went dry, and his ears turned red instantly.

He stood there blankly, looking at Liang Qing who had appeared there, somewhat at a loss.

Liang heard the sound and saw that he was surprised for a moment, but quickly regained his composure.

She casually picked up the diamond necklace from the velvet box on the table, and while putting it on, asked, "Are you here to shoot for a magazine too?"

Su Heng closed the door and subconsciously licked his lips as he watched her put on the necklace. For some reason, he felt a little nervous, and even his usual tendency to pick fights with Liang Qing was gone. "Mm."

"Are you photographing Su's Jewelry?"

"How did you know?" Su Heng answered incoherently.

Liang Qing pointed at his suit from a distance, "The outfit you're wearing matches mine."

Su Heng was dressed in a tailcoat, looking extremely noble. His hair was also carefully styled, revealing his forehead. He wore light makeup for the camera, no longer looking as childish as usual, and had the air of a European nobleman.

Upon hearing her words, Su Heng noticed that his clothes and the fishtail skirt she was wearing had roughly the same design elements. Then he realized that the photoshoot today seemed to be for their company's Valentine's Day limited edition series, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time and his face was flushed, Liang Qing felt strange. She frowned slightly and walked closer to him. "Do you have a fever?"

As Su Heng watched her face draw ever closer, his heart pounded even harder. He quickly gestured for her to stop, telling her not to come any closer. "I'm fine."

"Then why is your face so red?"

Her tone was sincere, but her beautiful eyes revealed doubt. Su Heng made up a story, "It was the makeup artist who applied the blush."

After hurriedly answering, he quickly walked past her as if fleeing to the table, pretending to look at the jewelry on it.

He picked up a ring and tried to put it on his finger, but found that he couldn't get it in no matter how hard he tried.

"That's my ring, you took the wrong one." Liang Qing walked up to him again, reminding him.

Su Heng cursed under his breath, wondering why he was so nervous just because he saw Liang Qing dressed up.

He took a breath, constantly recalling Liang Qing's past actions, reminding himself not to be deceived by her again.

He seemed to have convinced himself, and calmed down, no longer as agitated as before. He gently put the ring back in its place and didn't reach for the men's ring again.

He turned to the side and looked at Liang Qing's stunningly beautiful face.

Gone was his previous shyness; with a nonchalant air, he hooked the necklace around her neck with his finger and said rudely, "All the jewelry here belongs to my family, including this one."

He was responding to her previous statement that the ring belonged to her.

"..."

He escalated his provocation with his eyes, his gaze moving from her face down to her collarbone. Combined with his actions, it appeared frivolous and subtly insulting.

Even though Liang Qing repeatedly forgave his foul mouth because of the sins the original owner had committed.

At this moment, I couldn't hold back any longer.

She made no attempt to hide her anger, retreating in annoyance and quickly distancing herself from Su Heng.

The necklace slipped off Su Heng's fingers as she moved, returning to her collarbone.

Su Heng wasn't annoyed at all; instead, he smiled and looked at her with great interest.

He wanted to play, and Liang Qing knew that.

But Liang Qing didn't want to play along with him. She angrily pushed him away, picked up the women's ring from the table, neatly slipped it onto her middle finger, and quickly left the lounge in her high heels.

Caught off guard, Su Heng was pushed by her and almost bumped into the closet behind him. By the time he realized what was happening and wanted to confront Liang Qing, all that was left for him was the sound of a door slamming shut in anger.

There's nowhere to vent my anger.

And so it happened again; she turned and left without a word, repeatedly ignoring him.

Su Heng tugged at his collar in frustration and cursed under his breath.

By the time the staff called Su Heng to the photo studio, Liang Qing had already finished shooting her solo cover.

Liang Qing is charged by the hour, so the shoots are all consecutive. Next, they will shoot a duo shoot of her and Su Heng, and then shoot Su Heng's solo cover shoot at the end.

However, the process of shooting the two photos did not go smoothly.

Su Heng kept a straight face the whole time, standing a distance of about two people from Liang Qing, creating a rather strange atmosphere.

"Come on, male model, move a little closer to female model."

The photographer assumed that Su Heng was unfamiliar with his positioning since it was his first time on camera, so he offered him some guidance.

Su Heng wasn't entirely unmoved; he took a small step toward Liang Qing.

The photographer patiently asked him to come a little closer, and he really only took one small step.

Liang Qing glanced at Su Heng and, seeing his sour face, knew that he wasn't ignorant, but was deliberately being difficult for her to see.

The photographer is a very famous international photographer, extremely talented, with superb photography skills. His only flaw is that he has a very bad temper.

After calling Su Heng five times to move closer to the female model, but he still stood a considerable distance away from Liang Qing, he finally realized that Su Heng was deliberately causing trouble.

Unable to contain his temper, he started yelling, "Hey male model, are you inconvenient with your legs or something? Didn't you hear me tell you to go next to the female model?"

This was the first time Su Heng had been scolded so harshly. His young master temper flared up, and coupled with his previous bad mood, his face immediately darkened.

He didn't want to film it in the first place, but his sister forced him to.

He was then scolded by the photographer and immediately wanted to leave.

However, it's impossible for Su Heng not to talk back when someone insults him.

He stared at the photographer, his eyes blazing with anger. It was unclear whether he was angered by Liang Qing, by the photographer's words, or by both, but he was determined to vent his anger today.

As he stepped down the platform and headed toward the photographer, a fair hand grabbed his wrist. Just as he was wondering who dared to come up and try to stop him, he was forcibly dragged out of the photography studio.

The people in the studio looked at each other in bewilderment. The photography assistant whispered in the photographer's ear, introducing Su Heng's identity and implying that the photographer should give him some face.

The photographer's face darkened, and he gave his photography assistant a cold look.

The photography assistant seemed a little flustered when he looked at her, but the photographer didn't say anything more and instead turned around to adjust the camera equipment.

……

Outside the studio, Liang Qing pulled Su Heng to the end of the corridor, where no one was passing by now.

Su Heng impatiently shook off Liang Qing's hand, his tone sharp, "Why did you drag me out? Can't you see I'm going to settle accounts with him?"

Liang Qing looked at him without saying a word.

Su Heng continued rambling on, completely oblivious to Liang Qing's darkening face and the ever-growing fire in her eyes.

"Let me tell you, don't think I'll treat you the same way I used to. You're not a young lady anymore."

"If you ask me, you'd say..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liang Qing raised his elbow and delivered a knee strike to his abdomen, forcing him to swallow the bastard words he was about to utter.