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

Sang Ling took the broken ball back to her room, took out a chip from it, and plugged it into her computer to read data.

In the end, it was all blank.

Unfortunately, Lin Yan's shot just happened to malfunction the recording function.

Looking at the blank screen, Sang Ling turned her gaze to the small broken ball on the table and tapped her fingertips lightly on the surface.

"The experimental version still doesn't work."

The battle-damaged little ball was eventually patched up with a scar.

Ugly, cute, ugly.

When Sang's parents returned home and learned that Bai's father had come to their door to threaten and bully their daughter and daughter-in-law, they immediately flew into a rage.

They boasted that it would get cold and the sun would set tonight.

Every bit of their anger was inextricably linked to Wang Ma.

Wang Ma put her hands on her hips: "I'm good at embellishing things. With me around, this family will never fall apart."

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They acted immediately, and that very night the Bai family was accused of tax evasion, and Bai's father was taken away.

Sang Ling didn't care about that; she was more concerned about Jiao Jiao's health.

When I climbed over the wall to find Jiaojiao at night, I also brought a pot of chicken soup that Wang Ma had cooked.

When Wang Ma discovered that the chicken soup on the stove had vanished, she was horrified.

Here it comes, the unclean thing is back again!!!

Because she was carrying chicken soup, Sang Ling didn't climb over the wall this time, but instead went through the main entrance.

When Zhang Bo saw Sang Ling appear from the main gate, he was both surprised and delighted.

So, his young master has finally been officially recognized and no longer needs to sneak around?

Oh my god, I'm so excited! I'm rubbing my hands together!

So he secretly took a picture of Sang Ling's back and sent it to his pinned contact.

The other party replied very quickly.

It's a 666 yuan red envelope.

Uncle Zhang gave a knowing smile.

When Fu Zhirang came down, Sang Ling was serving soup on the table, and the enticing aroma of chicken soup filled the room.

"What are you doing?" Fu Zhirang asked softly as he came up behind Sang Ling.

Sang Ling turned around and saw him. She happily pulled him down to sit and placed the bowl in front of him. "Jiaojiao, come on, drink the soup."

Jiaojiao is injured, so we need to give him some nourishment.

Fu Zhirang glanced at the soup on the table, then suddenly raised his injured hand, lowering his eyes to reveal a hint of weakness, "But my hand hurts."

That delicate and frail appearance, unable to take care of herself, pierced Sang Ling's heart.

"I'll feed you." Without thinking, she picked up the chicken soup and was about to feed him.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in someone's eyes as they looked at her with a smile. Cha Cha said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, baby."

Sang Ling seriously fed him two mouthfuls, but gradually became attracted by the aroma of the chicken soup, and looked at the chicken soup with longing eyes, swallowing her saliva.

Upon seeing this, Fu Zhirang chuckled and picked out a chicken leg from the pot.

"Baby, you've worked so hard. Here's a chicken leg for you."

All the reasons had been prepared for her, so Sang Ling accepted them without any qualms.

He ate the big chicken leg, one bite after another, beaming with joy.

Fu Zhirang then picked up the bowl and slowly fed her soup, spoonful by spoonful, saying, "Be good, eat slowly."

As a result, Fu Zhirang only drank a few sips of the chicken soup, while Sang Ling was the one who ate her fill in the end.

Both of them were very satisfied with the feeding.

Uncle Zhang, who was hiding in the shadows, secretly took a few more pictures of the two of them.

Continue sending.

I received a 6666 yuan red envelope this time.

As a result, one more person present was satisfied.

The next morning, after having a full meal, Sang Ling returned to the Sang family home and saw Lin Yan having an elegant meal.

She paused slightly as she went upstairs, turned around and stood in front of him, staring intently at him.

"What happened to your hand?" Sang Ling asked, staring at his right hand.

Lin Yan smiled without changing his expression, "It's nothing, I just fell off my bike yesterday."

"Is my sister worried about me?"

Sang Ling stared at him silently for a few seconds without saying a word.

After Sang Ling left, Lin Yan loosened his grip on her hand, his palms already damp with sweat.

Ah, how perceptive.

Song Chuyi also did not return home all night, and there was no news coverage of yesterday's events; the world remained at peace.

Sang Ling felt the peaceful sunshine in the courtyard, and then Sang Rou, who had become a walking corpse, returned, buried in her studies.

Sang Rou, sporting dark circles under her eyes and looking exhausted, approached Sang Ling and suddenly chuckled.

Just when Sang Ling thought she was about to transform into a cockroach girl again, she pulled out a report card.

"I got first place, so are you convinced or not?" Sang Rou laughed loudly, hands on her hips, as if she owned the whole world.

Sang Ling glanced at the report card.

Hmm, first in the grade, not bad.

He's a somewhat intelligent Muggle.

As she laughed, Sang Rou frowned, looking at Sang Ling with displeasure. "Why aren't you laughing?"

Sang Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing what she thought was a friendly smile, "Hehe."

Sang Rou was taken aback.

She's mocking her, isn't she?

It must be, damn it.

Very good, my dear daughter, you've successfully ignited my competitive spirit.

You all look down on me, but I'm the most determined one.

Wait a minute, next time I'll definitely get first place in the whole school and show you!

"Hmph~" Sang Rou gritted her teeth, snorted coldly, and left Sang Ling with a proud and defiant back view.

Sang Ling: Is this little cockroach acting up again?

After a month of intensive study, Sang Rou returned home with her report card and finally learned that Bai Xiaoxiao was pregnant.

I subconsciously went through a villainous female supporting character's storyline.

"What? You don't deserve to have my brother's child at all!" Sang Rou pointed at Bai Xiaoxiao, who was drinking soup, and shouted fiercely.

Bai Xiaoxiao took a sip of chicken soup and looked at her calmly, "Then I'll go get an abortion?"

"Huh?" Sang Rou was shocked. "You're so cruel, wanting to abort your brother's child. A child's life is a life too."

Bai Xiaoxiao calmly looked at Sang Rou, whose contradictions were like those of Cheng Keyun.

"Anyway, I don't care. In my heart, my sister-in-law is only Sister Bai." Sang Rou snorted.

"Your sister Bai is in jail. Do you want to go see her?" Sang Ling, who was also drinking soup, asked calmly.

"Huh? How did she get in?" Sang Rou suddenly became interested, plopped down, picked up a bowl and ladled herself a bowl of soup, asking as she drank.

After listening to Wang Ma's embellished account of the whole incident, the little cockroach was filled with indignation.

"What? She's so vicious! Damn it, I'm unfollowing her!"

Watching Sang Rou's expression change faster than flipping through a book, Sang Ling and Bai Xiaoxiao calmly took a sip of soup.

Smells good~

The bok choy in the small vegetable garden had finally grown up, and Sang Ling asked Wang Ma to stir-fry a plate of it that very day.

It smells so good!

After eating this dish, you will be blessed by Buddha from now on.

Amen!

Sang Ling even specially picked out the best-looking one, transplanted it into a pot, and sent it to Jiao Jiao.

From then on, a small potted bok choy plant appeared in Fu Zhirang's bedroom.

It's being cared for like a flower.

Fu Zhirang suddenly became very busy, spending all his time either with Sang Ling or just generally being busy.

Even when he gets home, he always stays in the study and works until very late.

Zhou Bei went in and out several times throughout the day. On this day, even Wei Shu and Mu Qingze came and stayed in the study for a long time before leaving.

Fu Zhirang picked up the little girl who was lying on the sofa watching TV, put her on his lap, and held her in his arms.

I noticed that her eyes were glued to the television.

"Is it really that good-looking?" she asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Hmm." Sang Ling was watching the melodramatic TV series with great interest when she came across a scene where the villainous female supporting character was bullying the female lead.

I can only sigh that my life is just like a TV drama.

It's all about domineering CEOs and melodramatic plots.