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

Sang Ling stared blankly for a few seconds at the person who was bending down and gently blowing on her waist. Then, like a cat with its fur standing on end, she turned around and ran away.

She had just rolled over when a large hand grabbed her waist and pulled her back. Before she knew it, she was lying in the other person's arms.

"Why are you running? Don't move." Fu Zhirang held the person in his arms, his tone slightly cold.

Don't you know you have a back injury?

Sang Ling stirred, and Fu Zhirang hugged her even tighter, forcefully and domineeringly pressing her back down so she could lean on his shoulder.

He supported her buttocks with one hand and simply picked her up and placed her on his lap.

I adjusted the position slightly to make the other person more comfortable.

He held her in his arms, gently stroking her head as if coaxing a child, and soothed her softly and helplessly, "Be good."

Sang Ling hesitated for a few moments, but decisively gave in to his gentle advances, obediently hugging his neck and resting her head on his shoulder without making a fuss.

Seeing the little girl being unusually obedient, a faint smile flashed in Fu Zhirang's eyes.

The application of the medicine was done even more gently.

It was as if the person in his arms was a fragile piece of porcelain.

He gently rubbed the ointment around his waist with his fingertips, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

Sang Ling couldn't see the other person's expression, but she felt that the massage was quite comfortable. She hummed twice, nuzzled Fu Zhirang's neck, and slowly closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes after a short nap, she found herself lying in bed, and Fu Zhirang was wiping her hands with a wet towel.

Wealth and beauty have vanished from his side.

Sang Ling wanted to withdraw her hand, but Fu Zhirang refused.

"It's dirty, you need to wipe it clean."

Sang Ling looked at her fair, jade-like fingers, wondering where they were dirty.

Seeing how persistent he was, she let him be and asked him to wipe her face as well.

Fu Zhirang gave her a deep look, pursed his lips, and finally gave in and turned around to get a new towel to wipe her face.

Sang Ling smiled broadly, enjoying the pampering she received.

This girl is a perfect match for her; she's getting more and more to her liking.

It's just that he likes to run away, and it's not good that he doesn't go home with her.

Fu Zhirang seemed to still have things to deal with, and Zhou Bei waited outside. The two of them went into the study and didn't come out again.

After strolling around the villa for a while, Sang Ling lost interest and swaggered back to the Sang family next door with the wealthy and beautiful woman.

As soon as I got back, I saw Bai Xiaoxiao sitting by the window, gazing out with a melancholy air, radiating an aura of "I am the heroine of a tragic novel, and I am very depressed."

Sang Ling paused for only a moment before continuing upstairs.

Originally, in this book, she was the male protagonist's sister and a villainous supporting character who appeared throughout the entire story.

Every day, all he does is bully the female lead, because she thinks she's not good enough for her domineering CEO brother.

The woman, who is completely biased towards the domineering CEO, tries every means to make the two divorce.

In the end, he was sent abroad with a broken leg.

Thinking about her own ending in the story, Sang Ling touched her "long legs" in horror.

With her leg broken, how can she chase after the runaway beauty?

Sang Ling shook her head, quickly returned to her room, and took out her phone to start clicking away.

After these past few days of hard work, she finally managed to lower Jiao Jiao's guard, and it's time to move on to the next step.

We found him, but what if he won't come home with me?

[Knock him out and carry him back.] The reply came quickly as always, the tone light and teasing.

No, I hit him, but he ran away again the next day.

Sang Ling paused slightly while tapping her fingers, then continued tapping.

[Indeed, he should be locked up.]

No, no, no, Bao'er, that's illegal. You have to make him willingly go home with you.

It was just a joke, but unexpectedly she actually took action, even considering locking the person up.

They were trying to persuade her earnestly, afraid that this young lady might step into the trap.

"What should I do to make him willingly come home with me?" Sang Ling asked earnestly.

This time, they didn't reply immediately; it took quite a while before they responded.

[Trying to hook him?]

The question mark at the end reveals the other party's uncertainty.

Sang Ling, however, began to think about it seriously.

Even while having dinner, he was still thinking about how to seduce Jiaojiao.

Wang Ma returned early, and after cooking, she led Fugui and Meiren to enjoy a hearty meal in the kitchen. Without the eccentric old man around, she ate much more heartily.

Only Sang Ling and Bai Xiaoxiao were at the dinner table.

Sang's parents didn't return, and Song Chuyi had disappeared without a trace; they hadn't seen a single person all day.

Halfway through the meal, the eccentric old man... no, Sang Ce, came back full of life.

A familiar figure followed behind.

Upon seeing the two of them, Sang Ling shoveled two mouthfuls of rice without blinking, while Bai Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale.

The domineering CEO, Crispy Shark, barged into the house with his beloved, slapping her hard across the face.

Look, his face has turned white from the beating.

As soon as Sang Ce entered the door, he shouted, "Wang Ma!"

A minute later, Wang Ma came out of the kitchen cursing, a grain of rice still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Suppressing his anger, he forced a smile and said, "Young Master, you're back?"

Sang Ce nodded aloofly, pointed to the delicate white moonlight behind him and said, "From now on, Yueyue will live here. Go and prepare a room."

"She was just discharged from the hospital and is still very weak. Please take good care of her."

Bai Yueguang gave Wang Ma a pure and gentle smile at the right moment, "Thank you for your trouble, Wang Ma."

Wang Ma was someone who couldn't keep secrets. She looked at the two self-righteous people in shock and immediately shouted.

"Young master, this is a different price."

Hilarious! They want me to do two jobs when I only get paid one. Being a corporate slave is too tough.

Her job was to take care of the Sang family; taking care of guests would be paid separately.

A crack appeared on Sang Ce's usually aloof face as he gritted his teeth in anger and frustration, "Double the salary."

Wang Ma, who had just been full of refusal, instantly beamed with joy, becoming incredibly kind.

He approached Bai Yueguang, warmly grasped her hand, and smilingly pulled her inside.

"Miss Bai must be very tired after being discharged from the hospital. Come, come, go and rest with Aunt Wang."

"Don't worry, the young master has given the instructions, I will definitely take good care of you."

"To make it easier to take care of you, you can live next door to me. The location has excellent feng shui."

Bai Yueguang's face turned pale and then red. After being pulled a few steps by Wang Ma, she said tactfully, "Wang Ma, I'm not tired yet."

As she spoke, she looked at Sang Ce for help.

The domineering, straight-laced CEO simply couldn't understand her gaze.

Wang Ma: "Silly child, your face is all pale and you still say you're not tired."

The white moonlight, her face pale with anger: "..."