Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Fu Zhirang's expression changed slightly. He gave her a deep look, then pushed her inside and coldly closed the door.

Standing behind the door, after making sure the little girl went to take a bath obediently, Fu Zhirang lowered his eyes, stood quietly for a few seconds, and then turned and left the bedroom.

Sang Ling's change of clothes was brought up by the maid; it was a simple and pretty floral dress.

The first thing Sang Ling did after washing up was to look for Jiao Jiao. When she saw Fu Zhirang standing on the balcony making a phone call, she nodded in satisfaction.

Fu Zhirang was wearing a white shirt and suit pants. With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, he was incredibly handsome even from behind.

The top two buttons of his collar were undone, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing a section of his arm with smooth and well-defined muscle lines.

She exudes a powerful aura of hormones, both sexy and abstinent.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw Sang Ling. He said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone and then hung up.

He turned around and strode towards Sang Ling.

"Why didn't you dry your hair?" Fu Zhirang frowned as his gaze fell on the little girl's wet, dripping hair.

Sang Ling tugged at his sleeve nonchalantly, seemingly pleased to see that he hadn't run away, her voice soft and obedient, "You're just blowing smoke."

Someone glanced down at her, then coldly led her back to the bathroom.

He skillfully took out a hairdryer and started drying her hair.

Clearly, this kind of thing has been done quite often recently.

Sang Ling got tired of standing for a short while and turned around to lean against Fu Zhirang's chest as if she had no bones.

"Stand still." Fu Zhirang pulled Sang Ling's arm and pushed her away slightly.

Sang Ling, who had been pushed away, immediately clung to the man again, hugging his waist and making even more outrageous demands, ignoring his cold expression.

"Jiaojiao, may I have a sip?"

Fu Zhirang turned off the hairdryer and put it aside. He picked up a dry towel and gently wiped the little girl's damp hair tips with his arms around her.

But he coldly refused, saying, "No."

"Oh."

Sang Ling wasn't sad, because she simply stood on tiptoe and kissed the other person's cheek.

"Boom~"

After the kiss, she tilted her head back and looked at him calmly with her big eyes.

Fu Zhirang paused in his hair-drying motion, pursed his lips, and met her gaze. His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, revealing no emotion.

After a while, he seemed to sigh silently, then lowered his eyes and quietly continued drying his hair.

Sang Ling was happy to see Fu Jiaojiao again, and Mei Ren and Fu Gui were also happy.

Fugui wagged its tail and kept circling around Fu Zhirang, staring at him with its clear, foolish dog eyes.

He tried to tell him with his eyes.

Male mom, I'm hungry, time for food~

Only Zhou Bei looked utterly devastated, as if his soul had already drifted away.

He kept giving Sang Ling strange looks from the side.

It wasn't until Fu Zhirang called to ask him about the cabin that he realized why this person and dog looked familiar.

Isn't that the guy in the little cabin?

But wasn't she up in the mountains? How did she end up here?

Of course, none of that matters. The most important thing is...

Why does she keep throwing herself at President Fu? The problem is, President Fu doesn't push her away.

When Zhou Bei saw Sang Ling's hand quietly touch Fu Zhirang's waist, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

What are you doing?! What are you doing?!

Fu Zhirang also felt the hand messing around his waist. He frowned slightly, his handsome brows furrowed, and pulled the small hand away from his waist.

They would remove one only to grab another, persisting relentlessly and blatantly.

Holding both hands, Fu Zhirang frowned and said in a more serious tone, "Stop fooling around."

Seeing that Fu Zhirang only said one sentence in a light tone and then stopped there, Zhou Bei looked at him with surprise and complicated feelings.

Just like that?

Mr. Fu, you seem like a complete stranger to me.

In the past, you would throw away your coat if it accidentally touched the hem of your clothes, let alone by members of the opposite sex.

Now look what's happened! When a young girl touches you all over the place, all you say is "Stop messing around"?

Zhou Bei was extremely conflicted when he witnessed Fu Zhirang's double standards for the first time.

After seeing more of the world, he would just give a numb "heh heh" sound.

After being rejected repeatedly, Sang Ling developed a little temper, snorted, withdrew her hand, and went to the side to pet the cat and dog.

If she doesn't want to be touched, she doesn't want to be touched; she has plenty of cats and dogs to pet.

The little girl left decisively, and without her warm presence, Fu Zhirang was stunned for a moment.

He looked up at the little girl on the sofa, who was being petted by Fugui like a Chow Chow, and his deep, calm gaze lingered on her for a long time.

Zhou Bei called out several times, but he didn't hear him.

"Mr. Fu?"

Zhou Bei only continued speaking after Fu Zhirang looked up at him.

"The matter you asked me to investigate has yielded results. The person who delivers the food has been delivering meals to the cabin on time every day, because you said we shouldn't bother them too much."

"So they would just leave the food at the door, knock, and leave."

"When I went to collect the lunch boxes, I found that the food had been touched, so I didn't suspect that no one was in the house."

"When they went to check today, they discovered that the previous food had been eaten by the monkeys in the mountains."

The more Zhou Bei talked, the more indescribable his expression became.

Ultimately, it was their oversight.

Fu Zhirang gave a nonchalant reply, tapping his fingers lightly on his knee, his silence causing Zhou Bei's back to stiffen.

She's angry.

as predicted.

"Let them go and accept their punishment."

As the indifferent voice fell, Zhou Bei sighed softly, re-evaluating Sang Ling's position in the other party's heart.

Fu Zhirang spent a rare morning at home.

With him around, no one in the villa dared to neglect Sang Ling, and even the beauties and riches she brought with her were taken care of by special people.

The two little ones weren't shy at all, acting as if they were on their own territory, and explored the entire villa in just a few hours.

After the two little ones ran out, Sang Ling had calmed herself down enough, so she slowly moved to Fu Jiaojiao's side and leaned against him.

She leaned against him, her eyelids drooping lazily.

While discussing business with Zhou Bei, Fu Zhirang only glanced indifferently at the person leaning on his shoulder.

Said nothing.

Zhou Bei's eyes twitched a few times as he watched.

The strange atmosphere remained quiet until the afternoon.

Seeing that his boss showed no intention of getting up to leave, Zhou Bei couldn't help but step forward to remind him, "President Fu, the meeting is going to be late."

Fu Zhirang seemed to only then remember that he had a meeting to attend that afternoon.

Gently shake the little girl who was taking a nap with her head on my lap to wake her up.

Sang Ling groggily opened her eyes, glaring at the person who had disturbed her with a bit of morning grumpiness. She turned around, hugged his waist, and prepared to go back to sleep, saying, "Don't move."

Fu Zhirang stiffened slightly and looked down at her.

Zhou Bei noticed a hint of hesitation on that expressionless face and had to add, "President Fu, this meeting has already been postponed twice and cannot be postponed again."

Fu Zhirang's hesitation faded, he pursed his lips, patted the little girl's head, and coaxed her softly.

"Get up and go to bed."