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

Mu Qingya was instantly overwhelmed by Sang Ling's aura. Having been pampered since childhood, she had never been treated like this before, and her face flushed with anger.

"you dare."

"What are you doing?" An angry deep voice interrupted the two, and Sang Ce, dressed in a black suit, strode out from the crowd with a dark face.

Upon seeing Sang Ce, Sang Ling suddenly felt a bit full from her meal and managed to suppress a burp.

"Hiccup~"

Thus, in Sang Ce's eyes, it became that his weak and helpless sister was being bullied by a group of people, her eyes filled with aggrieved tears, looking at him and calling him "brother".

Damn, so pitiful.

"Young Master Sang?" Mu Qingya was both surprised and touched to see Sang Ce.

She wasn't familiar with Sang Ce, so she was touched that he was willing to stand up for her.

As a result, when she turned around, she saw him standing in front of Sang Ling, looking at her with displeasure and questioning her in a cold voice.

"Why is Miss Mu bullying my little sister?"

The emotion in Mu Qingya's eyes was fragmented.

I'm so touched!

It's you again.

Mu Qingya glared at Sang Ling resentfully, but Sang Ce blocked her view as if protecting her own, his tone growing colder and colder, "Miss Mu, my little sister is timid, your gaze frightened her."

Mu Qingya was stunned again.

She's a coward? She just said she was going to slap me.

Okay, okay, you're bullying her because her brother isn't around, huh?

"You just wait!" Mu Qingya stomped her foot, furious at the brother and sister's words, and stormed off.

More than a decade later, Sang Ce finally experienced the satisfaction of protecting his younger sister again.

He's such a good older brother.

Turning back to meet Sang Ling's gaze, he couldn't help but smile, and said with a domineering CEO-like arrogance, "No need to thank me, it's what I should do."

Sang Ling: ...

Sang Ce didn't see the disdain in Sang Ling's eyes at all.

"Youyou, what are you doing here?" Sang Ce suddenly asked, frowning.

Before Sang Ling could say anything, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"Miss, you're here."

The two turned around and were both taken aback when they saw Wang Ma dressed in a waitress uniform.

"Wang Ma, what are you doing here?" Sang Ce looked at Wang Ma with surprise and seriousness.

Wang Ma smiled faintly, devoid of emotion.

If you hadn't docked my salary, would I, at my age, need to work part-time to support my family?

Ignoring Sang Ce's presence, Wang Ma furtively handed a plate of food to Sang Ling and whispered in her ear, "Miss, I secretly took this from the kitchen. It's fresh out of the pot and still hot. Eat it quickly."

Sang Ling, carrying the heavy weight of love, turned to look at Wang Ma, who was filled with a strong sense of secret affection.

"Miss, please eat quickly. If you're not full, Aunt Wang will go and get you more."

Wang Ma urged her on, fearing that if they were even a second late, her young lady would starve to death.

The next second, Sang Ling righteously lectured, "Wang Ma, what you're doing is wrong."

"what?"

"How could you take it secretly? That's wrong. You should have taken me to the kitchen to eat."

After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Ma slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "How could I not have thought of that? Miss is so clever!"

"Wang Ma." A gloomy voice sounded behind Wang Ma.

Only then did Wang Ma turn around and give Sang Ce a proper look, feigning surprise as she said, "Oh, young master is here too. It's all because young master is so petty; Wang Ma didn't even see you just now."

Clearly, Wang Ma is also someone who holds grudges.

Sang Ce's face was dark, and his eyes twitched.

They wanted to say something, but upon seeing the two faces opposite them, they could only sigh. "Never mind, don't wander off. Come back with me after the banquet."

"Are you going back with the 'white moonlight' who came with you?" Aunt Wang asked with a smile.

"How do you know?" Sang Ce asked in surprise.

"I saw it."

"You just said you didn't see me."

Sang Ce gritted his teeth.

"Oh, as people get old, their eyesight is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Suddenly, they can see again," Wang Ma sighed, touching the crow's feet at the corner of her eye.

"Oh, by the way, I also saw the young mistress."

"What? Where is she? Where did you see her?" Sang Ce asked urgently.

"Sigh, as people get older, their minds become more and more confused; there are some things I can't remember," Wang Ma sighed, rubbing her head.

Sang Ce took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said, "I won't deduct your salary, you tell me."

Wang Ma immediately perked up and pointed to the crowd, "There they are."

Sang Ce turned his head and saw Bai Xiaoxiao as expected.

When he saw the man beside her, he was furious again, like a wronged husband who had been betrayed, and stormed over.

"He's getting anxious, he's getting anxious," Wang Ma exclaimed.

Sang Ling also curiously peeked over and saw that the man standing next to Bai Xiaoxiao was handsome, gentle and refined.

Compared to Sang Ce, who has been involved with countless domineering CEOs, she's incredibly refreshing.

"Who is he?" Sang Ling asked, chewing as she stuffed steak into her mouth.

"I heard that he's the young mistress's childhood sweetheart," Wang Ma said mysteriously.

Sang Ling was stunned. Wasn't that the second male lead?

Shura field?

I rubbed my hands together, a little excited and a little curious, and took another look.

Wanting to get a better look, Sang Ling squeezed into the crowd with her plate. As she squeezed, someone suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her out of the crowd.

Sang Ling turned her head away in dissatisfaction.

"How much did you eat?" Fu Zhirang held the girl's waist with one hand and touched her stomach with the other, his brows furrowing slightly.

"I didn't eat much, hiccup~" Sang Ling turned her head and saw that it was Fu Jiaojiao, and suddenly she was not so dissatisfied anymore.

They were burping from eating so much, but still said they hadn't eaten much.

Fu Zhirang pursed his lips, snatched the unfinished plate from her hand, and forcibly wiped her mouth to shut her up.

He only left the banquet hall for a short while, and he already has a little belly. If he comes back any later, wouldn't she be stuffed to death?

Noticing her unhappy expression, Fu Zhirang pursed his lips and patiently explained, "If you eat too much, you won't be able to sleep at night."

Can you fall asleep when you're hungry?

As if understanding her gaze, Fu Zhirang gently patted her back to comfort her, his tone indifferent, "When have I ever let you go hungry?"

Sang Ling thought for a moment.

Indeed, as long as he was there, she never went hungry again, and she rarely even ate vegetable leaves anymore.

Sang Ling pouted, tilted her body, and lazily fell into Fu Zhirang's arms.

Although he is still clingy, he no longer asks for food.

The young man standing behind Fu Zhirang watched the whole thing unfold, seeing someone frown as he pulled the little girl out of the crowd, coaxing and hugging her with great patience.

His jaw dropped, and his facial features contorted in shock.

Suddenly recalling the fleeting figure she'd seen during the last video conference, she looked at Zhou Bei beside her, who seemed completely unfazed, with astonishment, and quietly asked...

"Is this the one?"

Zhou Bei nodded calmly.

"Then what should I call her, sister-in-law?"

Zhou Bei sneered.

No, you have to call upon the Buddha.