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

Sang Ce, unusually, didn't yell or shout. Instead, he looked at Bai Xiaoxiao in her arms with red eyes, a broken feeling of wanting to touch her but being afraid to.

Following closely behind was a string of gleaming police cars, row upon row, filling the entire coastline.

Not only were the police dispatched, but several vehicles of armed police also came.

Song Chuyi, dressed in plain clothes, got out of the police car and went straight to Sang Ling. She looked her up and down nervously and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Sang Ling shook her head.

Song Chuyi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Bai Xiaoxiao in her arms, "What happened to her?"

"She's asleep," Sang Lingfeng explained casually.

Song Chuyi took a shallow breath, her gaze falling on the dark bruise on Bai Xiaoxiao's fair neck, and her lips twitched slightly.

Can you please stop lying through your teeth? This doesn't look like you've fallen asleep on your own.

Sang Ling, without changing her expression, peered behind her at the densely packed police cars and asked in confusion, "Why are there so many people here?"

Is there some kind of criminal gang here?

Song Chuyi glanced at her speechlessly.

Can't you take a proper look at your own identity?

God knows that when she first reported to her superiors that she had been kidnapped, they almost ripped her skull off.

"Never mind, it's good that you're alright." Song Chuyi sighed deeply; she had no other requests now.

Sang Ling spotted a familiar figure in the vast crowd. Standing among the people, the figure's outstanding temperament made him stand out from the crowd.

The other person stood in the crowd, watching her from a distance.

Her eyes lit up, and she turned around to throw the "highlight" in her arms to the domineering CEO who was staring at her longingly, and ran over there.

It was so sudden that the domineering CEO almost didn't catch his wife.

Sang Ling ran up to Fu Zhirang, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. "Jiaojiao, what brings you here?"

As I got closer, I realized that something was wrong with her; her dark eyes were unfathomable and devoid of light.

"What's wrong? Did someone bully you?" Seeing Jiao Jiao's pitiful appearance, Sang Ling subconsciously thought that he had been wronged.

The tall man lowered his head and looked at the petite girl.

A moment later, as if in resignation, he let out a sigh of relief, his unyielding spine bent, and he embraced the person in front of him with an irresistible gesture.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

Sang Ling was completely trapped in the other person's arms, and was wondering whether she should coax him when she suddenly heard a low sigh in her ear.

"I admit defeat," Fu Zhirang murmured.

He was unwilling to accept that the young girl only loved his appearance, and tried every means to make her fall in love with him, but in the end, he was the only one who fell deeper and deeper into it.

No one knows how Zhou Bei felt when she said she had been kidnapped.

I felt fear, but even more so, frustration.

He regretted insisting that she distinguish between loving his face and loving him as a person, even though he knew she was naive and inexperienced.

I forced myself to ignore her, which ultimately led to me not even noticing when something happened to her.

He shouldn't have done that; he should have been patient, taken things slowly, and taught her gradually.

Even if she can't learn, even if she only loves her own face, it doesn't matter. He will try his best to please her and prevent her from getting tired of himself so quickly.

However, after not seeing her for only two days, he realized how much he missed her the moment he saw her again.

After figuring it out, Fu Zhirang relaxed and hugged Sang Ling even tighter.

Before Sang Ling could understand what those words meant, a low, husky, sexy voice rang in her ears again.

"I agreed."

"what?"

What did she agree to? Sang Ling's mind went blank.

A soft breath brushed against her ear, and warm lips lightly touched her neck, inexplicably alluring.

Fu Zhirang slowly raised his head, his dark eyes meeting hers, and said earnestly, "I promise to go home with you and lock you up."

Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, her eyes shining with an unprecedented brilliance.

Really? Really? Really?

Zhou Bei, who was standing not far away, overheard this and let out a cold laugh.

Ah, so you've finally come to the dark room.

Just as Sang Ling was excitedly about to spin around, she heard him say, "But..."

"You can't lock up anyone else while you're locking me up," Fu Zhirang said, each word uttered with utmost seriousness.

He doesn't dare to hope for too much now, he only asks that when he's by her side, there's no one else around her.

Sang Ling hesitated, and Fu Zhirang's nervous eyes trembled.

Can't you even agree to this?

Fu Jiaojiao lowered her eyes in disappointment and sadness, a layer of loneliness enveloping her whole body. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were filled with struggle.

"Can't we even have wealth and beautiful women?"

The little girl's soft, sweet voice rang out, saving Fu Zhirang's heart from nearly drowning.

Sang Ling was indeed conflicted; she liked Jiao Jiao, but she also liked wealth and beauty.

Besides, we've raised them for so many years, we can't just throw them away, can we?

Can't they live happily as a family of four?

Fu Jiaojiao, who was almost convinced to take another step back, looked up blankly. After finally understanding what the other person meant, her dull eyes gradually brightened.

He gave a slight twitch of his lips and said reservedly, "They can."

Sang Ling happily hugged him, snuggling against him and rubbing against him, clearly enjoying it immensely, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, you are mine now."

Although she didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, she didn't care.

Jiaojiao must have been captivated by her personal charm.

Or was he simply appeased by that bouquet of chrysanthemums?

Fu Zhirang also reached out and hugged her, his eyes filled with smiles.

Zhou Bei, the "tool," stood behind, watching the lovey-dovey young couple with a blank expression.

Ugh, working is annoying enough, but having to watch your boss flaunt their relationship is just too much.

The other worker was also numb at this point and on the verge of losing his temper.

Song Chuyi stared blankly and speechlessly at the domineering CEO drama unfolding before her.

The broken, domineering CEO, holding his unconscious wife, said, "Xiaoxiao, I'm here. Don't be afraid."

With a trembling voice and a look of lingering fear, the domineering CEO said, "Xiaoxiao, don't scare me. Open your eyes and look at me."

The domineering CEO, his eyes blazing with fury, roared: "Bai Xiaoxiao, you are not allowed to die without my permission."

The increasingly deranged CEO: "What will I do if you die? No, I won't let you leave me, Bai Xiaoxiao."

The utterly deranged CEO: "Bai Xiaoxiao, you can't get rid of me. We're husband and wife. You're mine in life, you're mine in death, and you'll be mine in the next life too."

Song Chuyi muttered speechlessly, "What a vicious threat."

"Save her! If she dies, I'll make you pay with your life!" The domineering CEO, grieving the loss of his beloved woman, roared at Jiang Xu, who was examining Bai Xiaoxiao.

Dr. Jiang, whose face was once again covered in burial literature, revealed an emotionless smile, his hand holding the silver needles itching to use.

Besides, I'm asking you to die for her.

Song Chuyi sighed, "Insane, absolutely insane."

The CEO mini-drama is over, and it's about time to wrap things up.

Song Chuyi, like an old woman, made arrangements with the people, instructing them to take Bai Yueguang and the others back, while she herself escorted a few ancestors back.

Sang Ling originally wanted to leave with Jiao Jiao. They had finally made up, and she wanted to make up for what she owed them from the past few days.

As a result, Song Chuyi said in a cold tone that Sang's parents and Wang Ma were all waiting for her at home. They were very worried about her after hearing that she had been kidnapped.

Sang Ling hesitated.

Fu Zhirang made the decision for her, holding her hand and gently coaxing her, "Be good, you go back first, I'll come find you."

So Sang Ling got into the CEO's car and went back to the Sang family home with them.

On the way back, Sang Ling briefly recounted the entire kidnapping process, naturally also mentioning that the mastermind behind it all was Bai Yueguang.

Throughout the journey, Sang Ce had a gloomy face, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

After returning home, Sang Ce picked up the unconscious Bai Xiaoxiao and carried her back to the bedroom without saying a word.

Sang Ling and Song Chuyi walked behind, chirping softly.

Song Chuyi: "Your brother is a bit crazy."

Sang Ling: "It's okay, he's been like this since he was little."

As the crickets chirped, before Sang Ling even entered the room, a fluffy little thing pounced into her arms, accompanied by a few excited barks.

"Wow~"

Fugui excitedly rubbed against Sangling, its tail wagging like a propeller.

Sang Ling hugged Fugui and rubbed it, then suddenly hugged its head and looked into its eyes, saying, "Fugui, you've gotten fat."

The smiling wealth is no longer smiling.

He gave her a resentful look, let out a soft snort, and then threw himself at the beauty for comfort, looking pitiful.

The beauty gave it a cold glance, then raised her paw and pushed the dog's face away.

Disgusted~

Sang Ling had just stepped inside when she bumped into Wang Ma, who had come out to check on things. The two exchanged glances, and then she turned and called out to the inside.

"Madam, Miss is back! Miss is back alive..."

Sang Ling: "..."

Aunt Wang, you never let me down.