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

After venting her anger, Qin Lanzhi gave a soft snort and walked away haughtily in her high heels.

Sang Ling stared silently at Qin Lanzhi's departing figure, his dark pupils calm and unwavering, like a gaze from the abyss.

In order not to delay Jiao Jiao from taking her medicine, Sang Ling was already considering the possibility of taking an unconventional approach when suddenly a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

The man saw her too.

Upon seeing Sang Ling, he widened his eyes and strode over with his signature fiery red hair.

"How did you get here? Were you following me?" Qi Yuan's face darkened at the thought of Sang Ling following him.

It was cold, dark, and very irritable.

"You two really are sisters, both of you like to stalk others, don't you?" Qi Yuan was very angry for some reason.

Even though she opened her mouth and said something, Sang Ling couldn't understand a single word.

"Where's Sang Rou? Is she hiding nearby too? Let her come out."

“She went back to school.” Sang Ling looked calmly at the agitated Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback, then said impatiently, "Then why are you following me? Although I don't hit women, if you dare to follow me again, I won't be polite to you."

After making the threat, Qi Yuan turned and left.

He originally thought Sang Ling would know when to leave, but he didn't expect her to boldly follow him into the elevator.

Inside the enclosed elevator, Qi Yuan's eyes widened as he took a step back and roared, "What exactly do you want?"

Mom, he won't run into a real pervert today, will he?

Sang Ling glanced at the floor he pressed, then looked away with satisfaction, her gaze lingering on him.

To be honest, his current flustered state is somewhat similar to Sang Rou's.

I wonder if he will crawl in the shadows.

Sang Ling's thoughtful gaze was dark and deep, which made Qi Yuan shrink back even further, but his tyrant persona prevented him from backing down.

So he straightened his back again and continued to threaten with harsh words.

"I underestimated you. What did Sang Rou give you to make you stare at me like that? You dare to play tricks on me? You're tired of living."

Qi Yuan's stern face was only good for scaring little kids like Sang Rou; as for Sang Ling...

He stared at him with dead fish eyes and a blank expression.

Indifferent.

Qi Yuan was getting increasingly frustrated after threatening the other party for so long without getting any response.

"When we get there, you'd better take the elevator down quickly. If someone finds you, you won't even know how you died."

He wasn't exaggerating when he said that.

He was there to see his uncle, who was a notorious tyrant and not at all like him, only making verbal threats.

My uncle is a ruthless man who would rather use his hands than his words.

Qi Yuan shuddered involuntarily at the thought of his uncle's cruel and ruthless appearance.

Although he didn't know why his uncle wanted to see him today, he had a bad feeling and suddenly became uneasy.

Preoccupied with his own problems, Qi Yuan had no time to care about Sang Ling.

The elevator arrived at the 39th floor.

With a nervous heart, Qi Yuan walked in without changing his expression. Everyone here knew him and greeted him warmly as they passed by, calling him Young Master Qi.

Before Qi Yuan could mentally prepare himself to knock on the CEO's office door, a group of people came rushing out of the conference room next door.

Upon seeing the man in the lead, the arrogant young master instantly stood up straight.

Seeing him look over, she paused for a moment, then greeted him with a smile, "Uncle."

Fu Zhirang's light gaze swept over him and landed on the person behind him, his handsome brows furrowing slightly.

Sang Ling peeked out from behind Qi Yuan and her eyes lit up when she saw Fu Zhirang.

found it.

Sang Ling habitually ran towards Fu Zhirang, wanting to throw herself into his arms and hug him.

Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere.

"Stop her! What's wrong with the people downstairs? Why are they letting just anyone up here? Drag this crazy woman downstairs right now!"

Upon seeing Sang Ling, Qin Lanzhi, who was standing behind Fu Zhirang, instantly broke through the air and angrily rebuked him as if he were an outsider.

She didn't notice at all that Fu Zhirang's face darkened instantly.

People around them also turned their attention to it.

Sang Ling's wrist was grabbed by Qin Lanzhi's assistant, who pulled her and tried to drag her outside.

Fu Zhirang, who was about to speak in anger, was silenced by Sang Ling's next move.

Sang Ling's eyes darkened, and she grabbed the young man's arm and gave him a stylish over-the-shoulder throw.

She flicked her wrist, then looked up at Qin Lanzhi, who was staring in astonishment, and walked towards her step by step.

"What are you all standing there for? She's gone mad! Grab her now!" Surprised by Sang Ling's fighting prowess, even the usually aloof Qin Lanzhi felt a pang of fear.

He cried out in alarm.

Sang Ling's raised right hand was grabbed. She turned to look at the cold and handsome man, her anger rising for no reason. "Do you want to get hit?"

Fu Zhirang remained silent, his lips slightly pursed, his face expressionless yet unable to conceal his anger.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped her wrist repeatedly, his movements carrying a hint of obsession.

He wiped it carefully three times, then asked without looking up, "Why did you suddenly come?"

"I've brought you medicine." Sang Ling's anger subsided somewhat, and she turned to look at Qin Lanzhi.

Fu Zhirang cupped her face and turned her head, their eyes meeting. Beneath her raven-feather-like eyelashes, her dark eyes were deep and captivating.

"Does your back hurt?" Fu Zhirang suddenly asked.

Thinking about the little girl's previous back injury, and how she had just moved a 1.8-meter-tall man to the ground with her small body.

Fu Zhirang pursed his lips, his expression turning even colder.

Sang Ling shook her head blankly.

Fu Zhirang grasped Sang Ling's hand, turned to look at the resentful and jealous Qin Lanzhi, and spoke words that were chillingly cold.

"Zhou Bei, call the police."

Qin Lanzhi's expression changed, her exquisitely made-up face contorted in disbelief as she looked at Sang Ling and Fu Zhirang's clasped hands.

Suddenly I understood something.

Gritting her teeth, she lowered her head unwillingly, "President Fu, this is a misunderstanding. I didn't expect her to be your person."

Fu Zhirang held Sang Ling's hand, stood firmly beside her, stared coldly at Qin Lanzhi, and spoke again.

"Call the police."

Qin Lanzhi's eyes widened, her face extremely ugly. She knew that if she didn't say something soon, it would be all over. Although she really didn't want to back down, she had no choice but to do so because of Fu Zhirang's status.

"I'm sorry, we acted impulsively this time. I hope President Fu won't hold it against us." Qin Lanzhi gritted her teeth, her heart filled with hatred for Sang Ling.

As the eldest daughter of the Qin family, she had always been pampered and considered herself extraordinary. When had she ever been so humiliated?

Fu Zhirang continued to look at her coldly, and after a moment he slowly spoke.

"Ms. Qin, as the representative of your company, behaves in this way, making it difficult for me to trust your cooperation again."

Upon hearing this, not only did Qin Lanzhi's face turn pale, but Zhou Bei's heart also skipped a beat.

"The cooperation between the Fu family and the Qin family has been terminated."

"President Fu!" Qin Lanzhi exclaimed.

Zhou Bei wore a numb expression that said, "I knew it."

"President Fu, we've already reached an agreement, how can you change your mind at the last minute?" No matter how arrogant Qin Lanzhi was, she knew that they were determined to win this cooperation.

The Qin family has even spread the news that they want to cooperate with the Fu family to develop smart chips.

If the cooperation were to end at this point, it would be a devastating blow to the Qin family.