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

The air suddenly became quiet.

The silence was broken by a dog's bark.

While comforting Sang Rou, Sang Rou's mother saw Sang Ling at the door, her eyes lit up, and she abandoned Sang Rou and ran over.

"You're awake again? Did you sleep well last night? Are you hungry? Mom made lots of delicious food, come downstairs with Mom and try some."

Sang's mother gently and kindly led Sang Ling downstairs, her heart and eyes filled with her.

Sang Rou, who had been left behind, stood there looking as aggrieved as a little cabbage.

Unfortunately, Song Chuyi stabbed him in the back.

"Mom and Dad love you the most~"

His indifferent voice carried a hint of sarcastic sneer.

The little cabbage felt insulted and stomped her feet in frustration.

Ahhhhh... Song Chuyi, Sang Ling, I will never let you get away with this.

The dinner table.

Looking at the table full of food, Sang Ling did not make any rash moves.

Because of work, Sang's father went to the company early, so there were only the four of them at the table.

Like a busy little bee, Sang's mother kept serving food to her three daughters, her face full of happiness.

"Youyou, come on, eat this. Mom made it especially for you."

"And this, this..."

"We eat it on the first day of the lunar month too."

"Mom, I want one too." Sang Rou saw that they all had them but she didn't, so she clamored for one as well.

Sang's mother happily served Sang Rou some more.

Before long, the bowls of the three people were piled up like small mountains.

Sang Ling stared at the small mountain in front of her without moving, while Sang Rou couldn't wait to start eating and began praising it even before she put a bite in her mouth.

"Mom's cooking is the best."

Under her mother's kind gaze, Sang Rou took a bite of the custard bun and trembled all over.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Sang's mother looked at Sang Rou with expectant eyes.

Sang Rou raised her head shakily, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and managed to squeeze out two words, "Delicious."

After saying that, he couldn't help but vomit the next second.

Σ_(???」∠) Ugh~

Who, who on earth, poisoned her?

"Rou Rou?!" Mother Sang was shocked.

After vomiting, Sang Rou bravely climbed back to the dining table, refusing her mother's help, saying, "I'm fine."

“Mom’s cooking is delicious.” Staring at the small mountain of food in her bowl, Sang Rou gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with determination.

He even glanced at Sang Ling and Song Chuyi, and sneered.

What good are a mother's own flesh and blood? They're not as caring as their mother, and they don't even dare to eat the meals their mother painstakingly prepares.

Ah, the time has come to prove that she is her mother's most caring little angel.

So, Sang Rou ate and then vomited.

"I can eat."

"Ugh~"

"I can still eat."

"Ugh~~"

"I eat."

"Ugh~~~"

Sang Rou's face turned pale from vomiting. She slumped in the chair with her eyes glazed over. She was still there, but her soul had already drifted away.

Sang's mother was so frightened that she immediately had someone drive Sang Rou to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Watching the hurried departure, Song Chuyi stared at the small mountain of food in her bowl with a heavy heart, silently putting down her chopsticks and daring not to move again.

Looking up, I saw Sang Ling pulling out a plump, white radish from somewhere and gnawing on it.

Seeing that she was looking at him, he took out another one and handed it to her.

Want one?

Song Chuyi's lips twitched slightly. "No need, thank you."

Sang Ling didn't mind, and immediately fed the radish to Fu Gui, then broke off a small piece to feed Mei Ren.

The family of three sat there in front of Song Chuyi, chewing and gnawing on radishes.

Her cheeks were bulging from eating, and she made crunching noises as three pairs of eyes stared intently at her.

Song Chuyi: "..."

"How do you know there's something wrong with the food?" After a while, Song Chuyi suddenly asked.

Sang Ling smiled slightly as she ate a radish.

Guess why I brought radishes back?

Sang Ling kept chewing on her radish while staring intently at Song Chu.

He stared at her without blinking, making Song Chuyi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you staring at me?" Song Chuyi asked with a cool pursed lips.

Sang Ling chewed and tilted her head, "You're quite good-looking."

She was especially envious of those long legs.

Song Chuyi was stunned by the sudden praise. She seemed not to have expected that Song Chuyi would praise her in such an unconventional way. After a while, she came to her senses and left with slightly unsteady steps.

Sang Rou suffered food poisoning. She had her stomach pumped and is now lying in the hospital, barely alive. It seems she won't be able to come back and cause trouble for a while.

As expected, the CEO's rule applies: his little wife's culinary disasters are a recipe for disaster for anyone who touches them.

Sang Ling didn't care about any of that; she just wanted to know where her Jiao Jiao had gone.

So after breakfast, she took Fugui and Meiren out, letting Fugui smell the clothes Fu Zhirang had worn and letting it sniff all over the street.

What if you find the person while you're sniffing around?

Sang Ling went out with an expectant look on her face, but returned exhausted.

Can't find it, can't find it at all.

Fugui, who had also been walking all day, was almost as tired as a dog.

So exhausted were the two of them that they didn't even notice the car passing by behind them as they stepped into the Sang family's gate.

The beauty lying on Fugui's back seemed to sense something; her ears twitched, and she turned to look out the door.

I only caught a fleeting glimpse of her profile through the back seat window.

"Meow~" The beauty stared at the door and meowed.

Sang Ling didn't notice the beauty's unusual behavior because she was watching a ridiculous, brainless drama about a domineering CEO abusing his wife.

"Bai Xiaoxiao, why did you still want to harm Yueyue? You were so heartless as to push her down the stairs. How could you be so vicious?"

Inside the room, the domineering young CEO Sang Ce gripped Bai Xiaoxiao's wrist tightly, his expression fierce, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that seemed to want to devour her.

Bai Xiaoxiao, dressed in a white dress, looked as delicate as a small white flower about to break.

She was crying while stubbornly arguing back.

"I told you, I didn't push her, why don't you believe me?"

Sang Ce laughed angrily, "I saw it with my own eyes, and you still want to deny it?"

Bai Xiaoxiao stared at him stubbornly, her lips pressed tightly together, remaining silent.

The standard features of a female protagonist in a angst-filled novel: a stubborn gaze and a mouth that can't be pried open no matter what.

Sang Ce suddenly gave a cold laugh, his tone chilling, "You caused Yueyue's asthma to relapse and she needs a kidney transplant, so give her your kidney instead."

After saying that, he grabbed her and tried to take her to the hospital.

Bai Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she struggled in a panic.

"I did nothing wrong, I'm not going."

"Ha, you have no choice. You always have to pay the price for doing wrong."

As the two were struggling, a clear and soft voice suddenly rang out.

"Hello, I need to report a crime. There are people selling live organs here."

Both of them looked towards the doorway in astonishment.

Sang Ling smiled slightly at them while holding her phone.

Surprise, not unexpected?

Sang Ling's act of putting righteousness before family resulted in the police car arriving and leaving in a hurry, taking away only the bewildered CEO.

Even after the police car had driven away, Bai Xiaoxiao still hadn't realized what had happened.

Sang Ling glanced at her, turned and went upstairs, but halfway up she couldn't help turning back to complain, "Which quack doctor told you that asthma requires a kidney transplant?"