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

Sang Ling looked at him, and he looked at Sang Ling, then calmly added a sentence.

"I've never seen the young master so attentive to a woman before."

Sang Ling: (￣ー￣)

"Do you have some KPIs to meet?" Sang Ling asked speechlessly.

Uncle Zhang was startled.

Oops, got caught.

He turned around and took out a book.

The first page of "The All-Round Housekeeper's Professional Ethics KIP Development Manual" contains these words in large print.

You are the first woman the young master brought home.

On the second page, the young master hadn't laughed like that in a long time.

Uncle Zhang tried his best to flip back.

Oh no, the book doesn't say what to do if I get caught!

Don't panic, stay calm. As a highly paid, all-around housekeeper, he has his own methods.

Uncle Zhang turned around with feigned composure, revealing a perfect smile, but his words were utterly perverse.

"Miss Sang, would you like to know what color underwear the young master is wearing today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Zhang was shocked, and Sang Ling was stunned.

Uncle Zhang was shocked at the outrageous thing he had said, but since the words were already out, he could only grit his teeth and continue.

"It's...it's black."

In an instant, Sang Maomao, who was enjoying the breakfast that Jiao Jiao had made herself, sprang out and rushed into the kitchen, running to Fu Zhirang, who was making her juice.

Before Fu Zhirang could ask her what was wrong, she lifted the corner of his shirt and reached out to pull down his pants.

Fu Zhirang's temple throbbed. His cool, large hand grasped the mischievous little hand, and his voice was deep, "What are you doing?"

"I'll just take a look." Sang Ling broke free of his hand, buried his head in his waistband and finally managed to pull out a little bit.

When they saw that it was indeed black, they were shocked.

After Fu Zhirang's face turned pale and then red, his lips were tightly pressed together, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, and he looked down at her without saying a word.

"Jiaojiao, you've encountered a pervert," Sang Ling said nervously.

How dare you peek at Jiaojiao's underwear! You're such a pervert.

Unlike her, who always looked openly and honestly.

Fu Zhirang's expression changed slightly as he looked at the serious-looking girl with a complicated expression.

Are you referring to yourself as a pervert?

He pursed his lips, slowly straightened his clothes, and replied in a flat tone, "I know."

Sang Ling was very dissatisfied with his indifferent reaction.

Fu Zhirang rubbed the little girl's wrinkled head, poured the squeezed orange juice into the little yellow duck water bottle, and screwed on the lid.

He carried a small water bottle in one hand and led the sullen little girl back to the restaurant with the other.

The restaurant was empty, and Uncle Zhang had disappeared without a trace.

Fu Zhirang led Sang Ling back to her seat and let her continue eating breakfast.

While eating, Sang Ling kept reminding him with concern that there were many bad people and perverts around outside, and that she liked pretty boys like him the most.

Boys should also protect themselves when they are out.

What if one day he encounters a pervert who knocks him out and steals him away?

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhirang raised his eyes and gave a meaningful look to the person who was talking to himself.

He pulled a tissue from her long, slender fingers and gently wiped away the milk stains from the corner of her mouth, replying casually, "Mmm."

His gentle tone carried a hint of doting affection.

Sang Ling subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth, but unexpectedly licked the fingertip that Fu Zhirang was wiping his mouth with.

The soft, warm touch was fleeting, almost like an illusion.

Fu Zhirang froze, silently withdrawing his hand, gently rubbing his fingertips as if he could still feel the lingering warmth.

Sang Ling was completely unaware of the other person's strange behavior, licked her lips, and continued eating.

Fu Zhirang watched quietly, his eyes deep and dark.

I waited quietly until she finished eating before slowly getting up.

Worried that the little girl might drink tea outside again, Fu Zhirang slung a little yellow duck water bottle filled with orange juice over her shoulder.

"Drink this if you're thirsty, and stop drinking random teas."

Holding the little yellow duck water bottle, Sang Ling nodded in satisfaction.

After watching the little girl return to the Sang family next door, Fu Zhirang also turned around, got into his car, and went to the company.

On the way, Fu Zhirang, sitting in the back seat, looked down at his fingers. After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and gently pressed the pad of his right index finger onto his bright red lips.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly turned up.

Sang Ling returned to the Sang family home with a burp, and bumped into Lin Yan, who was guarding the door, as soon as she entered. Lin Yan had a bright smile on his face.

"Sister, are you back?"

Sang Ling was so startled by his bright smile that she let out a long hiccup.

"Hiccup~~~~~"

Lin Yan's smile changed slightly: "..."

"Where did you go last night, sister? I saw you coming out from next door." Lin Yan asked with a smile, seemingly harmless.

"You've mistaken me," Sang Ling denied expressionlessly.

"But I saw my sister come out from next door with my own eyes."

“You’re mistaken,” Sang Ling denied again.

"Really? I think I saw a man next to my sister." Lin Yan smiled broadly, her eyes holding a meaningful look.

Sang Ling suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared intently at Lin Yan.

Lin Yan stared fearlessly at Sang Ling, but slowly his gaze became vacant, his smile faded, and he stood there blankly like a puppet.

Sang Ling's dark eyes were like a pool of ink that could not be dissolved, spreading out in an eerie color.

Staring intently into his eyes, she uttered each word clearly, "I said, you've misunderstood."

"Yes, I was mistaken. You didn't come out from next door. I just bumped into you at the door." Lin Yan muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over.

Sang Ling nodded in satisfaction before turning away and going inside.

After Sang Ling left, Lin Yan suddenly came to his senses, his eyes gradually clearing, but his mind was a bit confused.

He looked around blankly.

He remembered that he had just run into Sang Ling when he went out, and then what?

Lin Yan keenly realized that something seemed wrong with his mind, but he didn't know where the problem lay.

He covered his head and frowned deeply.

I stumbled into the backyard in a daze and saw the little koi and sharks chasing each other in the pool. My lips twitched and I was speechless.

Damn, this house is really weird.

Lin Yan hugged himself, whose body was covered in goosebumps, and turned to leave the Sang family.

He needs to go out and avoid evil spirits.

Back home, Sang Ling devoted herself to the bok choy seedlings, and was overjoyed to see them growing strong and healthy.

Good cabbage is good cabbage.

Try your best, and hopefully we can cook something by the end of the month!

Little Cabbage: Suddenly I don't want to grow up anymore...

With nothing to do, Sang Ling sat by the door, holding a small water bottle and staring blankly at the sky and the ground, taking a sip of orange juice before continuing to watch.

As they watched, they spotted a furtive figure sneaking into Lin Yan's room, and then sneaking out again a short while later.

After coming out, she stood at the doorway with a sinister smile, as if afraid that others hadn't seen her.

“You imposters can fool Mom and Dad, but you can’t fool me. This time I’ll definitely kick you all out.”

"Hahahahaha..."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Sang Rou, laughing loudly, turned around and met Sang Ling's clear, innocent, and large eyes.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, then Sang Rou suddenly ran up to Sang Ling, took out a pocket watch, and waved it in front of her.

There are still words in his mouth.

"You saw nothing, you saw nothing, you saw nothing."

Sang Ling: Are you sick?