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

"Click."

Just as Song Zhiji was wondering, the sound of Liang Qing opening the lunchbox came, and a fragrant aroma wafted out, making one's appetite soar.

Song Zhiji was drawn by the aroma and couldn't help but look over. She found that the first layer of her insulated lunchbox contained fried pork ribs, boiled cabbage, and rice, while the second layer contained coconut chicken soup. The dishes looked delicious just by looking at them.

Because he hadn't eaten yet, he was now hungry and unconsciously swallowed.

When they confronted each other, Liang Qing had told him that she had paid for those terrible dishes.

So she's such a good cook?

"Did you make this?" Song Zhiji couldn't help but ask.

Liang Qing didn't answer immediately, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Seeing her expression, Song Zhiji understood immediately, and his face darkened.

So she really hated him, and even if it was to get back at him, she wouldn't do it herself.

Perhaps sensing his low spirits, Liang Qing weakly replied, "Bought."

But Song Zhiji could tell from her expression that this was a lie.

fraud.

Song Zhiji didn't want to stay here any longer; he felt that staying any longer might drive him crazy.

I didn't even get to eat; instead, I ended up feeling really angry.

He stood up, clearly angry, pulled out his chair with a loud thud, and walked quickly, leaving the classroom in no time.

Xiao Qi scratched her head. [Host, is Song Zhiji angry?]

Liang Qing picked up her chopsticks. "No wonder he's angry."

[Host, how do we give him the medicine?]

Liang Qing picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in her mouth, saying, "There will always be an opportunity."

In the following days, Liang Qing and Song Zhiji remained silent, making the atmosphere increasingly awkward.

Song Zhiji would always look at her with an almost mournful gaze when school ended, and he would always slam his chair into the desk when he left the classroom, making her desk shake.

Liang Qing knew that Song Zhiji was incapable of swearing; he was always polite and well-mannered, and such an action indicated that he was already very dissatisfied.

However, despite his anger, his favorability towards him remained unchanged.

It seems it's time to put her plan into action.

Tomorrow it will be her and Song Zhiji's turn to clean. After they finish cleaning, she can follow him out of the school gate at a short distance. At that time, the "actor" she arranged will appear to give Song Zhiji a chance to be a hero and save the beauty. This way, she can also use the excuse of not wanting to owe him a favor to deliver his food.

She could have brought him water, but she preferred to bring him food. Firstly, to make up for the original owner's mistakes, and secondly, because if she couldn't get over this hurdle, it would be difficult for Song Zhiji to fall in love with her again.

Before Song Zhiji could even sort things out, Qin Zhouyu started causing her trouble again.

After the PE class ended, she found a spot to sit and read a book. Qin Zhouyu somehow found her, and without saying a word, he grabbed her and dragged her away.

Qin Zhouyu walked very fast, not caring whether she could keep up or not. She stumbled along the way, trying to pull her hand away but failing, and he ignored her when she cursed him.

He finally stopped when they reached the alley behind the basketball court, but he still wouldn't let go of her hand, instead pinning her against the wall.

Seeing that his expression was exactly the same as before he kissed her last time, Liang Qing felt that something was very wrong.

Sure enough, Qin Zhouyu glanced down at her lips, and she was so startled that she quickly covered her mouth.

Liang Qing was inwardly groaning. This Qin Zhouyu was truly a pervert; he wanted to cause trouble the moment he saw her.

Qin Zhouyu didn't speak, but he was clearly very angry. His anger flared up again, the fire in his eyes burned brighter and brighter, and he gripped her hand harder and harder.

Although I didn't actually pry the hand off her mouth, it was still somewhat intimidating.

The original owner was proficient in everything except martial arts, so once trapped by him, there was no way to escape.

Although she had some training, her body was too weak. Even if she knew the techniques, she couldn't defeat Qin Zhouyu, a master fighter, without the strength.

Qin Zhouyu's gaze was fixed on the hand she was using to cover her mouth. He gritted his teeth, his magnetic voice laced with rage, "Liang Qing, have you forgotten what you said?"

话？

What words?

Liang Qing was completely bewildered. She kept thinking back, but still couldn't make sense of it.

Seeing that she couldn't answer for a long time, Qin Zhouyu's eyes gradually turned red, and he suddenly released his grip on her wrist.

Liang Qing's hands had just been freed when his neck was restrained the next second.

Qin Zhouyu grabbed her by the neck, his expression quite strange, his eyes filled with even more hatred than when he hit her with the basketball.

Liang Qing began to have difficulty breathing; Qin Zhouyu had actually put force into her neck!

She instinctively tried to pry his hands away with both of hers, but it was no use; he really wanted to strangle her.

Qin Zhouyu's eyes grew increasingly red, and she became more and more distressed.

Her head was throbbing more and more, and she hurriedly called out to Xiao Qi, "Xiao Qi, think of something, he's about to strangle me to death."

Xiao Qi was also somewhat frightened by Qin Zhouyu. This is a society governed by law, how could he be so arrogant?

Although Xiao Qi was anxious, she still had to follow the rules. [Host, you need to use points earned from one world to exchange for a chance to make Qin Zhouyu faint.]

"I agree, but hurry up, I can't take it anymore."

[Okay, host...] Xiao Qi was about to operate it when she noticed the radio waves were erratic. She quickly investigated and said, [Host, Song Zhiji is coming this way. The item cannot be used due to the presence of a third party.]

Liang Qing replied urgently, "How much longer until he arrives?"

【soon.】

No sooner had Xiao Qi finished speaking than Qin Zhouyu was punched in the face. He instinctively let go and looked at the person who had punched him.

Song Zhiji walked up to Liang Qing, looked directly at Qin Zhouyu, his expression solemn, and still clenched his fists.

He thought Qin Zhouyu was just capricious and at least knew his limits, but he never expected him to be so ruthless. Just now, Liang Qing looked like he was on the verge of death.

If he had arrived even a moment later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Liang Qing collapsed to the ground, coughing, feeling as if she had just pulled her foot back from the brink of death.

Hearing her cough, Song Zhiji quickly squatted down in front of her and saw a purplish ligature mark on her neck, showing how much force Qin Zhouyu had used.

He instinctively touched her neck, and perhaps because Liang Qing looked so miserable, his tone softened considerably, "Are you alright?"

"I...I'm fine, thank you." Liang Qing coughed and gave Song Zhiji a smile.

Her face was deathly pale, but perhaps a beautiful woman is beautiful at any time. Even in her disheveled state, her smile still carried a touch of broken beauty.

Song Zhiji felt as if his heart had been scratched, a little itchy.

Qin Zhouyu, who had been punched by Song Zhiji, was once again ignored and did not make a move for the time being.

He stood to the side, glanced down at them, and scoffed.

Song Zhiji heard it too, and after helping Liang Qing up from the ground, he stood in front of her.

Looking at his reliable back, Liang Qing felt a warmth in her heart. Even though he was still angry with her, he still stepped forward to help her without hesitation when he saw her in danger.

He is truly a gentleman.

Qin Zhouyu rubbed his face, raised his chin, and curled his lips in a provocative manner, clearly not taking Song Zhiji seriously.

Song Zhiji's face was also filled with anger, and his tone was not pleasant, "Qin Zhouyu, apologize to Liang Qing."

Qin Zhouyu stepped forward toward Song Zhiji, his face grim, and pointed at Liang Qing with his finger. "Song Zhiji, it's not your place to tell me what to do, and she doesn't deserve my apology."

Even the usually mild-mannered Song Zhiji couldn't hold back any longer. He snapped, "Do you really think what you did just now was right?"

Seeing Qin Zhouyu's increasingly serious expression, Liang Qing was a little afraid that he would attack Song Zhiji. Song Zhiji was in poor health, and if a fight broke out, he would definitely get hurt.

So she tugged at Song Zhiji's sleeve, "Never mind, let's go."

Song Zhiji didn't turn around, but patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid."

Liang Qing wanted to dissuade him again, but the next moment she saw Qin Zhouyu raise his fist to swing at Song Zhiji. She instinctively stepped forward and blocked Song Zhiji.

When his fist was still a centimeter away from her face, Qin Zhouyu stopped for some reason and angrily withdrew his hand.

Liang Qing was surprised for a moment, and the next second their eyes met. He seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, his eyes cold and sharp as swords, stabbing straight at her.

The feeling of being surrounded by death came over her again, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Song Zhiji seemed to sense her discomfort and pulled her behind him to avoid Qin Zhouyu's gaze.

Song Zhiji had been ready to have a showdown with Qin Zhouyu, but Liang Qing unexpectedly stepped forward to protect him, which startled him and left him momentarily speechless.

After regaining his senses, he noticed that Liang Qing was trembling with fear because of Qin Zhouyu, so he immediately stepped forward to create some distance between them.

He warned, "Qin Zhouyu, don't lose your composure."

Qin Zhouyu ignored him completely, not even glancing at Song Zhiji, and kept his eyes fixed on Liang Qing.

Seeing Liang Qing hiding behind Song Zhiji, the fire in his eyes burned even brighter.

Just as they were at an impasse, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Song Zhiji looked back at Liang Qing's expression and saw that she was pale. He decided to take her to the hospital for a check-up first, so he ignored Qin Zhouyu and pulled her away.

Liang Qing also felt that there was no point in continuing to waste time with Qin Zhouyu here, so she did not refuse.

After taking a few steps, a furious growl came from behind, "Liang Qing, this isn't over."