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

"So what?" Fu Zhirang's tone was nonchalant, as if he really didn't care about this collaboration.

Qin Lanzhi bit her lip and said unwillingly, "President Fu, you should think this through. Right now, apart from our Qin family, no one else can make this technology."

This is her trump card, which gives her confidence.

She originally thought that if she revealed her trump card, Fu Zhirang would hesitate at least, but he didn't even glance at her.

She casually told Zhou Bei to handle it, then took Sang Ling's hand and left.

"Miss Qin, please." Zhou Bei stepped forward and smiled politely but distantly.

His smiling eyes concealed coldness and sarcasm.

The Qin family was far too arrogant, thinking they could act with impunity just because they possessed a sophisticated technology. Today, they've really bitten off more than they can chew.

It's just a nanotechnology; the Fu family doesn't necessarily need them.

They were chosen simply because they were the closest to them.

Qin Lanzhi wanted to go find Fu Zhirang, but Zhou Bei stopped her.

“Miss Qin, if you want to be thrown out, you are welcome to continue.” Zhou Bei smiled slightly, warning in a gentle tone.

In the end, Qin Lanzhi left the Fu family in a disheveled and unwilling manner.

Then Zhou Bei smiled, picked up his phone, called the police, and provided the surveillance video.

As a result, Qin Lanzhi had just returned to the Qin family and hadn't even figured out how to explain the failed cooperation when the police came to her door and took her away on charges of intentional assault.

The only one who was completely stunned by the constant flipping and flipping was Xiaobawang Qiyuan.

Seeing the interaction between Sang Ling and Fu Zhirang, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Good heavens, has the world gone mad? He actually saw his uncle holding hands with a woman.

Still in shock, Qi Yuan followed the two into the president's office in a daze.

As soon as he entered, he saw Sang Ling shake off Fu Zhirang's hand and give him a cold shoulder.

"Are you angry?" Fu Zhirang asked with certainty, looking at the little girl's puffed-up face.

"Why did you stop me?" Sang Ling was still resentful that he had prevented her from teaching Qin Lanzhi a lesson.

“It will hurt you too if you hit her,” Fu Zhirang said calmly and slowly.

The little girl has delicate skin; even a light bump will leave her bruised for days. She's very fragile.

“But it will hurt more for her,” Sang Ling retorted.

"Hmm." Fu Zhirang responded casually, subtly changing the subject, "Weren't you here to bring me medicine?"

Remembering her business, Sang Ling paused her anger and turned to get a water glass.

After the little girl left, Fu Zhirang's cold gaze fell on Qi Yuan.

"come over."

Qi Yuan obediently stood in front of him and greeted him, "Uncle."

"Do you know why I came to see you today?"

"No, I don't know."

"You've skipped class for a week, and your homeroom teacher has been calling me." Fu Zhirang looked coldly at the boy in front of him, his tone low and authoritative.

Qi Yuan immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "Uncle, I was wrong."

"Qi Yuan, what should you be doing at your age? Do I need to repeat myself?" Fu Zhirang's eyes turned slightly cold. "Is racing fun?"

Qi Yuan's pupils contracted, and he slowly raised his eyes.

Meeting those cold eyes, he was speechless for a moment.

"If there's a next time, I'll break your legs," Fu Zhirang warned coldly.

Qi Yuan dared not refute. He had been afraid of his uncle, who was only seven years older than him, since he was a child, and he knew that he meant what he said.

"Okay, Uncle." The little tyrant instantly turned into a little white rabbit.

Sang Ling returned with a glass of water, ignoring the tense atmosphere in the room, and walked up to Fu Zhirang, spreading out the pills in her hand.

"eat."

Fu Zhirang suppressed his anger, swallowed the pill from her hand, and took a sip of water from the glass.

They are incredibly obedient.

Qi Yuan's surprised gaze shifted back and forth between the two, and he became even more curious about Sang Ling.

Could she have given her uncle a sleeping potion?

After taking the medicine, Fu Zhirang took the little girl's restless hand and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Sang Ling shook her head.

"Let's go." Fu Zhirang got up and took Sang Ling's hand, walking outside.

"Where to?" Sang Ling asked.

"Have a meal."

"Uncle, I haven't eaten yet either, let's eat together." Qi Yuan wanted to join in the chaos.

Fu Zhirang turned around and looked at him coldly, "Why are you still here?"

Qi Yuan: "..."

Although he didn't say it outright, he could tell from his disdain.

So, does he deserve to go hungry?

Qi Yuan, who was questioning his existence, was forcibly taken away by Zhou Bei with a smile. "Young Master Qi, let's go. President Fu asked me to personally take you back to school."

Qi Yuan stopped laughing.

Sang Ling was taken by Fu Zhirang to a quiet restaurant for dinner. The environment was nice and the food was delicious.

Sang Ling, who was indeed hungry, ate heartily.

Fu Zhirang barely ate anything, busy serving the little girl food, ladling soup, removing fish bones, and wiping her mouth from time to time.

She picked up a piece of fish and deftly removed the bones, asking casually, "How did you and Qi Yuan meet?"

It took Sang Ling a while to realize who he was talking about.

He stuffed a mouthful of braised pork into his mouth, his cheeks puffing out as he said, "Sang Rou took me to eat Peking duck, and he was there too."

From the little girl's simple words, he roughly understood that she was not familiar with him.

He slowly lowered his eyes, picked up the fish from the plate, and put it into her bowl.

Sang Ling did almost all the eating during the meal; the two of them didn't talk much, but the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Seeing that she had almost finished eating, Fu Zhirang put down his chopsticks and naturally wiped the girl's mouth and hands.

On the other side, Qi Yuan was forcibly sent back to school, and under Zhou Bei's smiling gaze, he had no choice but to step into the school gate.

Qi Yuan scratched his hair, looking annoyed.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Sang Rou, and seeing her reminded him of Sang Ling.

Remembering the suspicious relationship between Sang Ling and his uncle, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of Sang Rou's table.

"What's wrong with your sister?" The tone was a bit fierce.

Sang Rou was already in a bad mood because she couldn't solve the problem. When she saw someone coming to cause trouble, she immediately looked up impatiently and said, "You're blocking my train of thought, move aside."

He paused again after seeing who it was, "Qi Yuan?"

My crush spoke to me first, I should be excited, but no, I haven't solved the problem yet.

Qi Yuan frowned deeply. "I'm asking you, what's the deal with your sister?"

Sang Rou, whose mind was full of solving problems, was a little confused. "I have two older sisters. Which one are you asking about?"

"Never mind, it doesn't matter which one. Qi Yuan, take a look at this problem first, do you know how to solve it?"

At this moment, Sang Rou was eager to learn and handed over the test paper in her hand.

Qi Yuan glanced at it, tossed it aside, and said smugly and impatiently, "How should I know what to do?"

Instantly, Sang Rou's gaze towards him changed, showing a hint of disdain. "You don't even know this? Forget it, I'll just go ask someone else."

Sang Rou shook her head, picked up the test paper, and went to ask the top student for help.