Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

Song Qinian, who was not far away, vaguely heard some conversations. He did not intend to pay attention to them, but he did not expect to hear Xu Shuwan's cries for help soon.

He rushed over anxiously, and the scene before him made his eyes widen in horror—a tall, thin-faced man was clinging to Xu Shuwan, his lips about to touch her face.

Song Qinian used almost all his speed to rip him away, kicked him hard in the stomach, and then pressed down on him, punching him repeatedly.

Until a pair of soft hands enveloped his fist, and then a petite body buried itself in his arms, Xu Shuwan said softly in a slightly panicked voice, "Song Qinian, I'm scared."

Song Qinian finally snapped out of his rage. He seemed still a little angry when he left Liu San, and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen again. After calming down a bit, he asked Xu Shuwan in his arms softly, "Are you alright? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No, he... he didn't have time before you arrived."

When Liu San was mentioned, Xu Shuwan's tone was still a little flustered. Then she looked up at Song Qinian, her eyes full of trust in him: "I was so scared just now, but I knew you would come to save me, you definitely would."

Looking into her eyes, Song Qinian's Adam's apple bobbed. He restrained himself and covered her eyes, saying, "Don't look at me like that. I'm not a good person either."

“Song Qinian is a good person, the best person in the world,” Xu Shuwan retorted.

Song Qinian chuckled: "How many people have you even met?"

"I just knew it." Xu Shuwan regained her composure, her tone unusually sweet and innocent.

Song Qinian felt a sweet warmth in his heart, but he still didn't forget the important matter: "What's wrong with this person?"

"I don't know either. I saw some really fresh mushrooms here, and I just squatted down to pick them when they suddenly appeared out of nowhere," Xu Shuwan said, still shaken.

Song Qinian turned his gaze to Liu San. Liu San, who had been groaning on the ground, immediately took a step back in fear when he met Song Qinian's eyes, pleading, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I'll talk, I'll talk! It was all Lin Shuya's doing! She told me to come and steal the bracelet, and she said to use the best..."

Liu San glanced at Xu Shuwan, and was about to finish speaking when he was frightened by Song Qinian's sinister gaze. "I won't dare to do it again, please don't hit me."

Song Qinian understood, and suppressing his inner rage, he said gently to Xu Shuwan, "Wanwan, go wait for me by the river. I'll take care of it soon."

Once she had obediently walked away, Song Qinian took a few steps forward and grabbed Liu San by the neck, his eyes fierce, his hand tightening little by little.

Seeing that Liu San's face was flushed red from holding his breath, and his struggles were becoming weaker and weaker, almost to the point of suffocation, Song Qinian suddenly let go, threw him to the ground, and threatened, "If you dare to touch her again, it won't be so easy."

Liu San, barely clinging to life, gasped for breath and shook his head repeatedly: "I won't do it again, I know I was wrong, I'll never do it again."

Once he calmed down, Song Qinian tossed the bracelet from his pocket in front of him. It was almost identical to the one Xu Shuwan wore. He said calmly, "Just give this to Lin Shuya as she requested. Do to her what she wanted to do to Xu Shuwan. If she has any further instructions, remember to tell me immediately. Also, you should know what you should and shouldn't say, right?"

Liu San picked up the bracelet and said hurriedly, "I know, I know, I promise I won't tell you. I'll be going now."

Seeing that Song Qinian did not object, it suddenly jumped up from the ground and disappeared in no time.

When Song Qinian returned to the riverbank, he saw that Xu Shuwan had already roasted the pheasant he had prepared. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and she followed him closely, calling out softly, "Song Qinian."

A part of Song Qinian's heart collapsed instantly. He never expected that after less than two months of getting to know each other, he would already have her in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem strange. From his initial timidity to his current dependence, he discovered her beauty little by little, and only he saw it.

However, since he found it, it should belong to him. Song Qinian thought that if he had been a step slower, then...

He concealed the gloom in his eyes, naturally took the roast chicken from her hand, and continued roasting it over the fire, instructing her, "Don't wear your bracelet for the next few days, find a place to hide it."

“Okay,” Xu Shuwan took off the bracelet, thought for a moment, and handed it to him. “I have nowhere to hide it. Can you keep it for me?”

The damp, darkened bracelet made Xu Shuwan's hands appear even whiter and more delicate. Her slender wrist trembled slightly when she raised it, as if it could break at any moment.

Song Qinian withdrew his gaze, coughed lightly with his right fist, seemingly to cover up his earlier lapse in composure, and deliberately asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll pocket this?"

“You wouldn’t, and if you want it, I can give it to you.” Xu Shuwan looked at him trustingly.

"Isn't this the only thing your mother left you? How can you bear to part with it?" Song Qinian pressed.

“I wouldn’t give it to anyone else, but you’re different. You’re the best person to me besides Mother. As long as you want it, as long as I have it, I can give it to you.” Xu Shuwan blurted out without thinking.

"Idiot." Song Qinian scolded, but his heart softened even more. "Remember what you said today." Since that's how it is, he'll never get rid of him in this lifetime, Song Qinian thought to himself.

"Okay." Xu Shuwan still acted coquettishly, unaware that a wolf in sheep's clothing had already marked her and planned to devour her later.