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

Chapter 199 Fu Jiaojiao: Youyou, I'm here to marry you

Since Jiao Jiao took her home from the hospital that day, Sang Ling hasn't seen him for three days.

Sang Ling sat in her own yard, silently missing Jiao Jiao while weaving a flower wreath in her hands, surrounded by a circle of cats, dogs, and leopards.

The scene is heartwarming and healing; it would have been even more beautiful if the flower wreath in her hand hadn't been tattered.

Looking at the crooked flower wreath in her hand, Sang Ling's delicate brows gradually furrowed, her serious expression suggesting she was contemplating a major life event.

After a while, she pouted in disgust and sulked.

He's a bit ugly and doesn't match her delicate beauty.

She turned to look at the dog lying beside her, and then put the flower wreath on its head.

Fugui, who was playing with grass by himself, was suddenly surrounded by a floral fragrance. He looked up in disbelief, wanting to see what was above him.

Its eyes lit up when it realized it was a gift from its owner. It excitedly stood up and chased its tail in circles, even shamelessly sticking its head out in front of the beauty and Mimi to show off.

The flower wreath was a gift from the owner, you didn't have one, did you? You didn't!

I'm definitely my master's favorite!

Hahahaha...

Perhaps it was the arrogant expression of the rich cat that made the beauty, who had intended to ignore it, lose her temper and swat with her paw.

The already loose wreath instantly shattered into pieces, and petals fell off.

Fu Gui stared blankly at the falling petals before him, and it took him several seconds to react before he looked incredulously at the remains of the wreath on the ground.

Three seconds later, a sorrowful cry echoed through the sky.

"Awooo, awooooooo..."

Sang Ling was startled; the flower wreath she had just half-finished was ruined again.

He looked speechlessly at the wailing and howling Fugui.

Seeing that it kept crying, Sang Ling wondered if she should grab a handful of flowers and stuff them into its mouth to comfort it.

Before she could even move, a chicken leg with chicken feet suddenly appeared and was stuffed into Fugui's wide-open mouth. The crying stopped instantly, leaving only the sound of "chewing, chewing, chewing".

Sang Ling looked up in surprise and saw Wang Ma's imposing figure.

"Miss, don't be afraid, Wang Ma is here." Wang Ma said with a reliable expression.

Sang Ling blinked and asked softly, "Where did the chicken leg come from?"

"It was fished out of the pot," Wang Ma said with a smile.

Sang Ling: ?

A moment later, a roar came from inside the villa.

"Where's my chicken leg?!"

Wang Ma's smile froze slightly, and she and Sang Ling both looked at the chicken leg, which only had half a chicken claw left in Fu Gui's mouth.

Sang Ling: "Did you fish it out of the Crispy Shark hot pot?"

Wang Ma: "Okay."

The two stared at each other in silence for two seconds. Wang Ma quickly snatched the last piece of bone from the dog's mouth, then dug a hole and buried it.

Destroy corpses and destroy traces.

Today, Sang Ce suddenly felt like stewing a chicken for his wife to nourish her body.

He didn't understand. When it went into the pot, it was a whole chicken, so how come it was missing a leg when it came out of the pot?

He was completely baffled, but finally concluded that it must be a problem with the pot.

So he changed the pot and stewed another chicken. This time, both chicken legs were gone when it came out of the pot.

The domineering CEO was stunned.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, the beautiful woman and Mimi were leisurely munching on chicken legs.

Chew, chew, chew—it's so delicious!

After a few chaotic yet heartwarming days at home, the wedding day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Sang Ling hadn't even realized what was happening when she was pulled out of bed early in the morning to get her makeup and dressed. She hadn't even opened her eyes before she drifted off to sleep again.

When she woke up again, she was already dressed and sitting on the bed, waiting for the groom to come and pick her up.

She was also accompanied by three dowry items adorned with large red bows.

Sang Ling opened her eyes groggily, looked left and right, and suddenly saw her reflection in the mirror. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and touched her face curiously.

You know what, it looks pretty good.

"What? Are you admiring your own beauty?" Song Chuyi, the bridesmaid, teased her when she saw this.

Sang Ling smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling as she looked at her, tilting her head back haughtily, "Hmm~"

The little girl's delicate and sweet appearance made Song Chu's heart itch. She couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, saying affectionately, "Yes, yes, you're the prettiest."

"They're here, they're here, they're here!" Sang Rou, who was a bridesmaid for the first time, was particularly excited.

As the sound drew closer, Sang Ling finally saw her Jiao Jiao.

Fu Zhirang, dressed in a white suit and carrying a bouquet of flowers, walked over with a smile.

"Youyou, I've come to marry you."

Sang Ling was taken aback, then corrected him softly, "It is I who will marry you."

Fu Zhirang's smile remained unchanged. He chuckled softly twice, his gaze focused, and his voice gentle and doting, "Then I'll marry you."

Sang Ling looked up and smiled brightly, her smile more radiant than the sun in the sky.

"Ah."

After thinking about Jiaojiao for over a decade, he finally married her.