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

Qi Yuan stared in disbelief as Sang Rou walked away, leaving him behind.

What is she doing? Is she playing hard to get?

Ha, what a little trick.

"What's wrong with her?" Qi Yuan asked his henchman with a gloomy face.

The follower immediately shared his news.

"I don't know. As soon as Miss Sang returned to school yesterday, she declared that she would study hard and get into the top three to win a scholarship."

"The Sang family went bankrupt? Do they need her to take that scholarship money?"

"No."

"Heh..." Qi Yuan sneered, as expected, she was trying to get his attention.

He wanted to see how long this pampered young lady could hold out.

If Sang Rou knew what he was thinking, she would only shout in grief and indignation, "You don't understand me at all."

After eating and drinking her fill, Sang Ling followed Fu Zhirang back to the Fu family estate. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fu Zhirang led her through the main gate.

Along the way, he attracted a lot of attention. People wanted to look, but they didn't dare to stare for too long. They only dared to glance at him for a couple of seconds, and then looked down at their phones and frantically typed.

Because it was lunch break, there were many people coming and going, so many people saw Sang Ling next to Fu Zhirang.

The company's group chats exploded that day.

The person who caused the group chat to explode was completely unaware of this. At this moment, she was leaning gently against Fu Jiaojiao's chest, her eyes half-closed, almost falling asleep.

Seeing that she was so tired but still couldn't bear to move, Fu Zhirang also fell silent.

He gently cupped the face of the person in his arms and saw that her eyes were completely closed. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

They had no choice but to carry the person into the lounge.

He gently placed her on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and then sat down on the floor beside the bed, staring intently at Sang Ling's sleeping face with a deep and burning gaze.

Fu Zhirang stared at her intently for a long time before gently touching her face.

The voice was low and slow, carrying a certain conviction.

“Sang Youyou”.

Sang Ling, who was fast asleep, frowned slightly, moved her head towards him, and murmured softly, "Mmm."

Fu Zhirang smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling like a galaxy.

Sang Ling, who was taking a drowsy afternoon nap, suddenly woke up with a start.

Oh no, she seems to have remembered something, but then forgot it again after waking up.

She only worried for two seconds before her worries vanished; she was more concerned about where Jiaojiao had gone.

Sang Ling went from the lounge to the office, but couldn't find anyone there, so she went out to look again.

After wandering around the large apartment for a while, I finally saw Fu Zhirang having a meeting in a conference room.

Sang Ling lay behind the glass wall, watching him longingly.

From Fu Zhirang's perspective, the little girl looked exactly like a pitiful little thing at that moment.

However, what Sang Ling was thinking at this moment was...

Why aren't you finished talking yet? Why don't we just barge in?

Seeing the little girl outside the door, Fu Zhirang lowered his eyes, asked Zhou Bei to continue the meeting in his place, and walked out of the meeting room himself.

"Awake?" Fu Zhirang stood in front of Sang Ling. Standing at over 1.8 meters tall, he looked incredibly handsome in his black suit.

Sang Ling, who only reached his collarbone, had to look up at him, her eyes sparkling. Her daughter was so beautiful.

Seeing the familiar longing in the little girl's eyes, Fu Zhirang remained calm and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go home?"

Sang Ling shook her head, took his hand, and touched it.

"I'm going out for a walk. You go to work and remember to come home early."

The young girl's gentle and soft-spoken instructions sounded like a wife instructing her husband, which made Fu Zhirang pause for a moment.

He slowly lowered his gaze to meet her eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips, and his cool voice softened.

"it is good."

After leaving the Fu family, Sang Ling went wherever there were crowds.

Suddenly, the little broken ball in my pocket started to move, emitting a buzzing vibration.

Sang Ling looked around and chose the most expensive-looking jewelry store to walk into. The jewelry inside was dazzling.

She immediately took a liking to a delicate and petite pendant necklace.

The sales assistant smiled and approached to ask if I would like to try them on.

She took the necklace out of the cabinet, and Sang Ling had just taken it in her hand and looked at it for a couple of seconds when suddenly the sound of breaking glass came from outside.

What followed was the sound of people screaming in panic.

The customers in the jewelry store were terrified and ran frantically outside, while the store staff looked at the strange man at the door with some bewilderment.

The man, carrying a familiar sack, swaggered in through the door and then brazenly began his robbery.

He ignored everyone else, only wanting to smash the glass and collect the jewelry.

Wherever they went, not a single jewel escaped.

He even snatched the small pendant that Sang Ling was examining in her hand, and scoffed arrogantly.

Sang Linggang was still thinking that this necklace would look beautiful on a beautiful woman's neck.

As a result, his hands were empty.

The man casually tossed the small pendant into the sack and continued harvesting the remaining jewelry.

His movements were slow and leisurely, without any rush or tension.

His behavior suggests either that he has a well-thought-out plan and is confident in his abilities, or that he's simply out of his mind.

Someone nearby recognized him as the fugitive who had previously robbed a jewelry store but failed to be arrested. He secretly called the police, but when the fugitive discovered it, he wasn't angry.

Instead, he stared at him with a sinister and eerie smile, then smashed the glass cabinet next to him with a punch.

The man was so startled that he dropped his phone.

Seeing their terrified expressions, he seemed quite pleased, a wicked smile curling his lips.

He raised his hand to smash it again.

Suddenly, my wrist tightened, gripped by something.

The man turned his head with a sinister smile, his eerie eyes staring straight at Sang Ling, like a rat in a ditch staring at a ridiculous toy.

"Do you want to die?" he said.

Sang Ling tightened her slender arms around the other person's wrist, her gaze turning cold. "Give me back the pendant."

He burst into laughter as if he had heard something ridiculous, laughing wildly and hysterically.

When he looked up again, the mocking curve of his lips turned into a bloodthirsty smile.

"Want it? How about I trade you my life?"

After saying that, he seemed to think the idea was good, and his face showed excitement at the prospect of unleashing a massacre, his whole body trembling.

Its eerie eyes darted around at the others who hadn't managed to escape and were huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Everyone was startled.

The news reports clearly stated that he only robbed, not killed.

The man dropped the sack in his hand, picked up a piece of broken glass, gave Sang Ling a twisted smile, and slowly approached her.

said laughingly.

"Don't worry, it's just a cut to an artery, you won't die instantly."

Many people were terrified by his perverted appearance and cried, but Sang Ling only glanced at his hand holding the glass.

Then I asked him, "Are you a pervert?"

The man's twisted smile froze slightly, and the next second he shamelessly denied it, "I'm not."

Sang Ling nodded. "I know, you're a pervert."

You can kill him.