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

Bai Yueguang, who had hoped to take this opportunity to show off in front of Bai Xiaoxiao and assert her dominance, was dragged back to the guest room on the first floor by Wang Ma.

After the two left, the living room returned to silence, with only the sound of Sang Ling's chopsticks clinking against her bowl.

In this angst-filled story, the male and female protagonists gaze at each other silently, one indifferent, the other heartbroken, with Sang Ling standing between them.

Finally, Sang Ling finished eating, put down her chopsticks, and let out a satisfied burp.

"Hiccup~"

Then he calmly left the scene of carnage.

Sang Ce and Bai Xiaoxiao originally slept in separate rooms, but the roof of Sang Ce's room was blown away by yesterday's torrential rain and has not been repaired yet.

So tonight he went to Bai Xiaoxiao's room.

Having been hurt time and time again, Bai Xiaoxiao saw the man standing in the room and, with great pride, picked up her pillow and said she wanted to stay in the guest room.

Our domineering CEO was naturally furious. He chased after Bai Xiaoxiao to the door, grabbed her chin, and pinned her against the wall.

He stared at her with a cold, domineering gaze, and asked fiercely, "You really don't want to see me?"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at him with red eyes and said, "Yes."

"Is that so? That's a real shame. We're husband and wife. Even if you don't want to, you'll have to watch me for the rest of your life." Sang Ce smiled wickedly, his tone both cold and angry.

Bai Xiaoxiao felt wronged and angry.

They brought him home to humiliate her, and now they're talking about being husband and wife.

Looking at the man who had been a part of her entire life, she suddenly felt incredibly tired.

She said, sounding both disappointed and resigned, "Sang Ce, I'm tired. Please let me go."

Sang Ce was furious upon hearing this, his eyes instantly reddening as he growled, "Impossible."

Sang Ling went back inside to tidy up. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, she was just about to climb out the window to look for Jiao Jiao.

A bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the dark, calm sky, followed by a thunderclap.

"Rumble..."

Sang Ling looked in astonishment at the sky where a sudden gust of wind had blown and a storm was brewing.

Oh no, another stormy night.

To set the mood, the rain started suddenly, its "whoosh" preventing Sang Ling from climbing out the window.

Sang Ling clenched her fists, turned around, and left the room.

Bai Xiaoxiao, who was being relentlessly pursued by Sang Ce, was already in tears. She wanted to leave this heartbreaking place, but the other party was too strong, and she couldn't break free at all.

Just when she was in despair, the person in front of her suddenly collapsed.

She stared in astonishment at the little girl holding the baseball bat, her face cold and stern. All the emotions that had just welled up inside her vanished, leaving only utter shock.

Sang Ling glanced indifferently at the culprit on the ground, clicked her tongue, and turned to look out the window.

Seeing that the rain was gradually subsiding, he nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, another exclamation came from behind.

"A-Ce?" Bai Yueguang, dressed in a light nightgown, suddenly appeared at the door and exclaimed in surprise when she saw that Sang Ce had been knocked unconscious.

Just as she was about to step forward and cry to show her what she was doing, she saw the little girl turn around quietly, holding the murder weapon in her hand.

"Can't sleep? Do you want to try it too?" Sang Ling asked sincerely, tilting her head.

Bai Yueguang instantly pulled back the leg she had stepped out with, looking at the fierce and violent Sang Ling with some fear. Between herself and Sang Ce, she decisively chose herself.

"A-Ce is sleeping soundly, so I won't disturb him."

The white moonlight who had hoped to further develop her relationship with Jing Lei and Sang Ce was forced to slink away by Sang Ling's violence.

With the matter resolved, Sang Ling didn't linger.

"It's late, go to sleep early." He offered Bai Xiaoxiao a few words of comfort before turning away indifferently.

She was going to find Jiaojiao too.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Sang Ce on the ground, ignored him, and went to bed to sleep.

So the domineering CEO slept on the cold, hard ground all night, and ended up in the hospital again the next day.

It truly lives up to its name, Crispy Shark.

Fu Zhirang was able to wait for the little girl who had climbed over the wall on the balcony as he had hoped.

After carrying the person back into the house, Fu Zhirang sighed, "Next time, can we take the stairs?"

The door is open, why do you have to climb over the wall?

“This way it’s closer,” Sang Ling said matter-of-factly.

Why go through all the trouble when you can get there by simply climbing over a wall?

Fu Jiaojiao was speechless, stumped by the girl's self-righteous tone.

After putting the little girl on the bed, Fu Zhirang slowly picked up the ointment from the bedside table.

She lifted her clothes to reveal her slender waist and applied medicine to Sang Ling without changing her expression.

From then on, Sang Ling began a life of climbing over the wall at night to sleep with Jiao Jiao and returning to the Sang family home for meals during the day.

Although it was a bit tough, at least the person didn't run away.

After pondering for several days, Sang Ling finally figured out how to seduce Jiao Jiao. She returned to the Sang family early in the morning and started working on it mysteriously.

Even Wang Ma couldn't help but glance at their furtive behavior a few more times.

After Sang Ce went to the hospital, he never came back, so Bai Yueguang naturally stayed by his side.

So the Sang family villa became quiet again, with only Sang Ling and Wang Ma usually at home.

After tinkering mysteriously for a while, Sang Ling looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

When Fu Zhirang was about to return, Sang Ling, carrying her masterpiece, asked Wang Ma to bring a ladder and quickly climbed up the wall between the two villas.

I sat on the wall and waited quietly.

Wang Ma stood at the foot of the wall, holding the ladder, looking at Sang Ling climbing the wall with a blank expression, and asked in confusion, "Miss, what are you doing?"

"To seduce a beauty." Sang Ling clenched her fist with determination.

"What? Miss is going to hang herself?" Wang Ma exclaimed in shock.

Sang Ling: "..."

After calming Wang Ma down, Fu Zhirang arrived home.

Seeing Fu Zhirang get out of the car from afar, Sang Ling quickly cast the bait off her fishing rod, which she had modified to be long and sturdy.

Even the biggest fish can be caught.

Unfortunately, she had never used this thing before and wasn't very skilled at it, so she tried to hook the other person several times but failed.

Fu Zhirang could only see a thin fishing line swaying in front of him, as if it were testing the limits of his patience.

The vein on his forehead throbbed, and he finally couldn't help but look at the little girl who was making a mess on the wall.

He walked over, feeling the chill, and stood not far away, gazing at the person above. The solemn and serious black suit accentuated his tall and slender figure, adding to his imposing and dignified aura.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm fishing for you."

Sang Ling answered earnestly and tried her best to adjust the direction of her baiting, but she always missed Fu Zhirang.

She was furious.

Fu Zhirang frowned, guessing that the little girl's mind was not working properly again. He lowered his eyebrows and whispered, "Get down."

“No.” Sang Ling refused decisively.

She pursed her lips tightly, her soft, delicate face slightly furrowed, looking troubled and somewhat irritable.

It was as if she wouldn't give up until she caught him.

Sang Ling kept analyzing where the problem was when the fishing rod in her hand suddenly felt heavy, and she looked up.

A strikingly handsome man stood beneath the wall, his left hand gently gripping the bait on the fishing line, gazing up at her.

His unfathomable eyes were like a deep pool, yet they clearly reflected his own face.

Fu Zhirang held the bait, gazing at the soft, unrestrained little girl on the wall, his cool voice carrying a hint of coaxing.

"I'll let you fish for it."

Sang Ling's eyes lit up.

"I'll fish it for you, can you come down now?" Fu Zhirang coaxed helplessly.

Sitting so high up, aren't you afraid of falling?