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

Sang Ling, who had been tossed around, sat up, staring at him with annoyance and accusation.

Fu Zhirang unconsciously explained in a soft voice.

"I'm going out for a bit. You go back to your room and sleep."

"You're going out?" Sang Ling, annoyed, only grasped the key point, grabbed his wrist and said fiercely, "Don't run away."

"I won't run away." As soon as Fu Zhirang finished speaking, he saw the little girl looking at him with a disbelieving expression.

"What do you want me to believe I won't run away?" Fu Zhirang asked helplessly, with a headache.

He really didn't understand why the little girl always thought he would run away; he clearly...

Sang Ling thought seriously for a while, then took off the hair tie from her wrist and put it on his hand.

The elegant black hair tie on her fair wrist was strikingly eye-catching.

Fu Zhirang did not refuse and let her put it on.

Sang Ling held the fair hand and asked, "When are you coming back?"

The little girl's eyes were moist and bright, always able to soften one's heart.

"Before dark." Fu Zhirang answered, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he looked at her intently.

Sang Ling stared at him for a long time before slowly letting go, her face tense.

Fu Zhirang reached out and ruffled her hair, his voice softening as he gently instructed, "Be a good girl at home and wait for me."

Jiaojiao left, and feeling bored in the empty villa, Sangling swaggered out the gate with Meiren Fugui and went back to the next house.

Jiaojiao told her to wait for him at home, so she went back and waited.

Sang Ling waited and waited at home, but Jiao Jiao didn't come to pick her up even as the sun set.

She was a little angry, and in her anger, she fell asleep.

Later, I was awakened by a huge clap of thunder, which illuminated half of the dark night.

Sang Ling sat up abruptly, looking out the window in a daze. It was pitch black outside, and a light rain was falling.

Sang Ling got up and went to the window, opened it, and frowned as she looked outside.

The rain was so heavy that it blurred the view; it was pitch black outside and only the dim lights could be seen.

Sang Ling looked through the rain at the next room, but her gaze was drawn to two figures downstairs halfway there.

Looking at the two people in the heavy rain, he blinked and turned to run outside.

Arriving at the second-floor corridor with a fantastic view, I opened the window and shouted at the person standing in the pouring rain.

"Wang Ma, what are you all doing standing down there?"

Yes, the people standing in the pouring rain are the seemingly fragile but stubborn heroine and Wang Ma.

Under the torrential rain, Wang Ma stood beside Bai Xiaoxiao, holding an umbrella with a look of utter despair, her whole body soaked.

In a daze, she seemed to hear someone calling her. Looking up, she could vaguely see a head in front of the second-floor window.

Wang Ma squinted and looked closely, and could roughly tell that the head belonged to her young lady.

The sound was washed away by the rain and could not be heard clearly, so Wang Ma could only shout at the top of her lungs.

"Miss, what did you say? The rain is too heavy, Wang Ma can't see."

Sang Ling upstairs continued shouting.

"What are you doing standing down there?"

With her eyes blurred by the rain, Wang Ma shouted at the top of her lungs and waved her hands, "I can't see, I can't see!"

Sang Ling: "..."

"I know what's going on." A person suddenly walked up from behind and spoke casually.

Sang Ling turned around and saw Song Chuyi walking towards her with a calm expression.

Under Sang Ling's questioning gaze, Song Chuyi spoke calmly.

“Sang Ce gave Bai Xiaoxiao five million and told her not to go home until she spent it all. She only spent two million, so she wasn’t allowed to come in.”

Sang Ling felt a complex mix of surprise and unsurprised understanding.

"How did you know?" Sang Ling looked at Song Chuyi with a deep gaze.

Song Chuyi said calmly, "I saw it when I came back."

Sang Ling then asked, "What happened to Wang Ma?"

Song Chuyi gave Sang Ling a strange look and said slowly, "She was laughing too loudly while reading a novel, so Sang Ce called her over to hold an umbrella for Bai Xiaoxiao."

Sang Ling again: "..."

After saying that, a look of struggle and complexity appeared on Song Chuyi's beautiful face. After a long while, she asked, "Has this family always been this crazy?"

Clearly, she was starting to regret it.

“I’m not crazy,” Sang Ling emphasized immediately, turning and going back into the house with a serious expression.

Watching the little girl's departing figure, Song Chuyi was slightly taken aback.

Turning his gaze, his deep eyes fell on the two people still struggling downstairs.

Downstairs, in the pouring rain.

Soaked to the bone and utterly dejected, Wang Ma urged again, "Young Madam, let's go back."

"No, I won't go back." Bai Xiaoxiao's thin body swayed precariously in the rain. Even though her face was pale from the cold, she stubbornly refused to bow her head.

"Young Madam, it's very late. Young Master must be asleep already. Let's go back."

"No, I'm not going back. Aunt Wang, you can go now."

"Young Madam, water..."

“Wang Ma, you don’t need to say anything more. I won’t go back no matter what you say.”

She has backbone too.

"Young Madam, what I want to say is that the water on the ground is already up to our knees," Wang Ma shouted in despair and collapse.

Damn it, who blocked the drain?!

Bai Xiaoxiao, suddenly realizing the water had risen: (⊙x⊙;)

Because of the heavy rain and the failure of the Sang family's drainage system, the yard was flooded and the water level was gradually rising.

Back inside, Sang Ling didn't lie down. Instead, she took out her phone and started typing, sending a message.

Ten minutes later.

Sang Ce, who was tossing and turning in bed with his eyes closed, felt the bed beneath him shake, and then heard a strange cutting sound above his head, like the sound of sawing a wall.

Hmm? Saw through the wall?

Sangce suddenly opened his eyes, staring groggily at the ceiling, and then he saw the ceiling above him float away.

It drifted away...

Before Sang Ce could react, he was drenched in a downpour.

Sang Ce sat up in bed in the rain, looking around blankly at the room ravaged by the downpour, his mind feeling as if it were filled with water.

Disorganized and bewildered.

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaoxiao and Wang Ma looked up at the roof that had been brought over by the crane and placed above their heads, and were completely dumbfounded.

Bai Xiaoxiao: "Why does this ceiling look a little familiar?"

Wang Ma: "Of course, it's exactly the same as the one in the young master's room."

While the two were still in shock and confusion, a group of staff in uniforms worked around them, hammering and fixing the roof above their heads.

He then picked up his tools and repaired the drainage system, before disappearing without a trace, driving the crane away.

They even thoughtfully left two chairs for them.

Having found shelter from the rain and chairs to sit on, the two exchanged a glance and then simply lay down on the chairs.

Strangely enough, after this series of bizarre actions, the torrential rain gradually subsided and stopped in less than ten minutes.

Sang Ling peeked out the window at the now peaceful night and was satisfied.

A whimsical tale of a mini-CEO, perfectly executed!