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

Wang Ma returned to the kitchen indignantly, and once again a sharp explosion occurred.

"Ahhh... Miss, how did you manage to eat all the spicy snacks?"

Sang Ling: "Hiccup~"

So fragrant~

Wang Ma, who lost both spicy snacks and her wages in just two minutes, angrily cooked eight dishes that noon, determined to win back everything she had lost.

In the end, only Sang Ling and Fu Gui were stuffed.

Seeing that Wang Ma was going into the kitchen to prepare the ninth dish, Sang Ling ran off without hesitation, not forgetting to bring her two friends with her.

They fought their way to the Fu Group.

Since Sang Ling's last visit, everyone knows that she has a close relationship with President Fu, so even when they saw her with her cats and dogs, they didn't say anything and warmly led her to the president's office.

As soon as Sang Ling entered the office, she couldn't wait to rush into Fu Zhirang's arms, muttering to herself.

"We can't finish it, we simply can't finish it, burp~"

"Woof woof~" Fu Gui's silly son wagged his tail and circled around Fu Zhirang, while the beauty was a bit aloof and reservedly jumped onto the sofa without going over.

Fu Zhirang, who was working, was suddenly surrounded by a hug, and the usually quiet and serious office became lively.

Holding the rambling little girl in his arms, Fu Zhirang glanced at Fu Gui, who was squatting on the ground staring at him expectantly, and quickly shifted his gaze to Sang Ling.

Hearing her hiccup, he cupped her face in his hands, his brows furrowing in confusion, and asked, "What did you eat?"

"Eight dishes, we can't finish them, we simply can't finish them all," Sang Ling muttered, shaking her head.

Although the little girl is always acting strangely, he's gotten used to it.

Fu Zhirang put his arm around Sang Ling's waist and let her sit on his lap. He then reached for the landline on the table and said, "Come in."

When Zhou Bei entered and saw the chaotic scene inside, his eyes twitched, and he took a few steps forward.

"Mr. Fu, you wanted to see me?"

“Take them out.” Fu Zhirang glanced at the beauty and the rich, and gestured casually.

Zhou Bei gave a blank smile. "Okay."

Good, good, good. As the president's special assistant, he now has an extra job as a pet sitter.

I can't stand this lousy job any longer.

Bah!

Zhou Bei smiled on the surface, but inwardly cursed as he asked the two little darlings to leave, leaving the two big darlings some alone.

After they left, Fu Zhirang slowly lowered his eyes to look at the little girl in his arms.

She happened to be looking at him too.

The two looked at each other.

“How…” Fu Zhirang began to speak.

Sang Ling suddenly leaned down and kissed him on the corner of his lips, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

How can her daughter be so beautiful?

Fu Zhirang's eyes darkened slightly, his face remaining expressionless, but his gaze secretly swept towards the other person's soft red lips.

The Adam's apple moves slightly.

The light in his eyes flickered, then finally returned to calm.

His slender fingers gently caressed her soft waist, his voice low and gentle, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

“Walking the dog.” Sang Ling said lazily, fiddling with Fu Zhirang’s tie.

Fugui has been fed too well by Wang Ma lately, and he'll get fat and die if he doesn't get some exercise soon.

Fu Zhirang pursed his lips.

Why doesn't he believe it so much?

Fu Zhirang told Sang Ling to go play by herself, but she refused, clinging to his tie.

Left with no other choice, he could only loosen his tie and say, "Here, go have some fun."

Sang Ling was very angry. "Are you trying to coax a child?"

So she took the tie, touched his collarbone, sat down on the sofa with a displeased expression, took out her phone, and started playing Snake while glancing at him every now and then.

The sofa is opposite the desk; you can see it as soon as you look up.

Fu Zhirang, who had been taken advantage of, pursed his lips slightly.

Although it was a bit noisy, once he was sure the little girl wouldn't run around, Fu Zhirang continued to work, processing documents a bit faster.

Sang Ling, feeling full and stuffed, yawned, lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep while playing.

Later, she was awakened by the heat.

She felt as if she were wrapped in a thick blanket that would automatically heat up.

Sang Ling, who had been successfully awakened by the heat, frowned and reached into her clothes, only to find a handful of fur.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a white creature curled up in my arms.

As expected, Fugui is such a fool.

Sang Ling kicked Fu Gui off the sofa, sat up in a cold sweat, the small blanket covering her fell to the ground, and the tie she had snatched from Fu Jiaojiao was still hanging around her neck.

It was tied haphazardly and crookedly.

Fugui let out two whimpers, then raised its head and looked at her with an innocent and aggrieved expression.

What did the dog do wrong? The dog was just worried that its owner was cold; it's not a clingy dog.

The beauty gracefully hopped onto the sofa, sat obediently beside Sang Ling, and licked her fur with an aloof air.

Elegant and beautiful.

Looking at the self-disciplined and elegant beauty, and then at the simple-minded Fugui, Sang Ling suddenly became even angrier.

As soon as Fu Zhirang entered, he saw the little girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa, arms crossed, glaring angrily at the dog on the floor.

"Awake?" Fu Zhirang strode over and sat down, his gaze falling on Sang Ling.

Sang Ling kept staring at Fu Gui, not even glancing at him.

Fu Zhirang lowered his eyes, slowly turned to look at Fugui, and asked coldly, "What did you do?"

Based on his understanding of the little girl, he knew she usually doted on the two little ones, sharing a small bite of food with them.

At first, she didn't even care about them as much as she did.

If it weren't for his own hard work, he might not even be as good as a dog now.

"Awoo~" Fugui drooped its ears and let out a pitiful howl, looking as wronged as a little rascal.

Unfortunately, that person can't see any of this.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Fu Zhirang noticed that Sang Ling's forehead was covered in sweat and her hair was slightly damp, and he frowned in displeasure.

I touched her forehead and then the back of her neck; they were covered in sweat.

The office air conditioning has been on the whole time, so why is it still so hot?

Sang Ling suddenly turned to look at him and suggested, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter now, what do you think about shaving Fugui's fur?"

“It has so much fur, what if it gets heatstroke? Let’s shave it all off.” Sang Ling’s tone became more and more determined.

Upon hearing this, Fugui stared wide-eyed at Sang Ling in disbelief.

The next second, he burst out the door.

Fu Zhirang glanced at the door that had been kicked open. "It doesn't seem too willing."

"It's okay, just bring him back."

Sang Ling was about to grab the dog when Fu Zhirang grabbed her arm and said, "Go take a shower first."

Worried that she would catch a cold, Fu Zhirang half-dragged and half-carried her into the bathroom in the lounge.

While Sang Ling was taking a shower, Fu Zhirang pulled up the office's surveillance footage and watched it.

Sang Ling came out quickly.

Wearing the little white dress prepared by Fu Zhirang, with her hair flowing over her shoulders, she looked pure and lovely.

Fu Zhirang's gaze fell on her wet feet. He went over, picked her up, and placed her on the sofa. He then produced a pair of comfortable flat shoes and white socks from somewhere.

Sit down on the sofa, place the little girl's feet on your knees, dry her feet with a towel, slowly put on her socks, and then put on her shoes.

Fu Zhirang looked up and found the other person staring at him. "Why are you staring at me?"