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

After the exchange meeting ended, I returned to the cabin on Saturday afternoon.

It looks like it's going to rain. The bright sunshine was blocked by the clouds, and the air felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

Just as Lin Shuwan was about to open the door and go in, the door was opened from the inside, and Feng Yueze, dressed in casual clothes, came face to face with Lin Shuwan.

This was truly a coincidence; she hadn't asked Qiqi to calculate the time beforehand.

Lin Shuwan paused for a moment, then smiled faintly at him: "I'm back, Feng Yueze. Did you miss me?"

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his thoughts racing, and Feng Yueze looked at Lin Shuwan before finally uttering only a single "Mmm." I missed you.

They looked at each other speechlessly.

Lin Shuwan took a step back and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Hmm." Feng Yueze walked out in annoyance; in fact, he didn't want to go out anymore.

"Want to go out for a walk?"

“Uh, right, the production team said there’s a pavilion on the mountain, and the view of the sea is even more beautiful from there,” Feng Yueze explained, his words carrying a subtle invitation.

Lin Shuwan understood what he meant, but pretended not to understand: "Okay, then remember to bring an umbrella, it looks like it's going to rain." Then she pointed inside the house, "I'll go back and tidy up first."

"Okay." Feng Yueze had no choice but to nod and watch her go in. After standing frozen for a moment, he braced himself and walked up the mountain. Not taking an umbrella was his last act of stubbornness.

Lin Shuwan, who was in the inner room, turned around to look at him and couldn't help but chuckle.

*

The mountain here isn't very high, but the pavilion the production team mentioned isn't exactly close to the cabin. It took Feng Yueze nearly half an hour to walk there without stopping.

The pavilion must have been built quite some years ago; it looks old and worn, and against the backdrop of the brown rocks, it appears quite desolate.

The weather wasn't great; the clouds were low, and without sunlight, the sea looked gloomy and rather dull.

After only one glance, Feng Yueze was about to leave when it suddenly started raining.

As soon as we retreated into the pavilion, a curtain of rain as large as beans immediately separated the inside from the outside.

Feng Yueze had no choice but to stay in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar and quietly waiting for the rain to stop.

Perhaps it had been accumulating rain for several days, and now that it finally had the chance, it wanted to pour down.

"Crackling, crackling."

Some of the impacts hit the pavilion, while others, being lucky enough, fell into the pavilion through gaps in the roof.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."

The water splashed as it hit the rocks, wetting his trouser legs.

Feng Yueze frowned, moved his feet, and went to a drier spot, but his mood became increasingly irritable.

The rain had been falling for a long time, and the sky was terribly gloomy. It looked like the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Feng Yueze took off his coat, covered his head with it, and planned to run back like that.

The shadowy figures peeking through the rain in the distance stopped him in his tracks.

The distance gradually shortened and closed, and after passing through the curtain of rain, Lin Shuwan entered the pavilion.

She was holding one umbrella and carrying another in her arms. The rain had soaked the hem of her clothes and the legs of her trousers, and her hair was damp. A strand of hair mischievously stuck to her forehead, making her look a little disheveled.

"Why are you here?" The tone was tinged with surprise.

"I'll bring you an umbrella." Lin Shuwan raised the umbrella in her arms and gestured to the coat on his head. "If I hadn't come, were you planning to just run back like this?"

Feng Yueze pulled off the coat covering his head, bent down to fix his hair, and also covered the corners of his mouth that were curled up. He laughed and scolded, "I really can't beat you."

"What?" Lin Shuwan asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Feng Yueze looked up again, his gaze now filled with intense aggression. A fire ignited in his already alluring eyes as he slowly approached her. He raised his hand, his cool fingertips gently smoothing the stray hairs on her forehead. "Your hair is messy."

Seeing that she was dressed lightly, he casually draped the coat he was wearing over her elbow over her shoulder: "Put this on."

"Thank you." A faint, cool woody scent wafted past Lin Shuwan's nose, causing her to shrink back slightly, her gaze darting away, her face flushing slightly. She asked, "Should we go back now, or wait a bit?"

The rain seemed to have lessened, and the sky was no longer as gloomy as before.

"Let's go back now." Feng Yueze was a little worried when he saw that her clothes were wet.

"Okay." Lin Shuwan handed him the umbrella she was holding.

Feng Yueze took the umbrella and, seeing that she had opened it, said, "The roads are slippery in the rain. It's safer to walk with an umbrella by holding onto it, don't you think?"

Lin Shuwan nodded, and he took the umbrella she was holding: "Just use your umbrella, I'll take it."

Once outside the pavilion, he loosely wrapped his other arm around her waist and said firmly, "Come closer, don't get wet."

Feng Yueze didn't turn his head, looking at the road with a serious expression and a calm face. Lin Shuwan looked up and only saw his slightly red ears.

The rain seemed to understand his thoughts, and the rain, which had just subsided, intensified again, pattering loudly on the umbrella and drowning out the sound of his restless heartbeat.

~

Back at the cottage, Shen Qingyang was also in the living room. Seeing Lin Shuwan return, he hurriedly went to greet her.

Lin Shuwan was wearing an oversized coat that looked ill-fitting. His eyes flickered, and he said with concern, "Shuwan, did you just get back from a business trip? It's raining so hard outside, and your coat is soaked. Come upstairs and change, or you'll catch a cold."

Lin Shuwan nodded politely, said something to Feng Yueze who came in later, and then went back to her room.

Feng Yueze ignored Shen Qingyang, hurriedly went back to his room to wash up quickly, changed his clothes, and then went downstairs again.

"Knock knock."

The door opened, and Lin Shuwan changed into a loose dress. Her half-dry hair softly draped over her shoulders. The steam made her face look pink and tender, and her eyes were misty with moisture. Her slightly parted lips softened her coolness and added a touch of charm.

Lin Shuwan was a little surprised to see Feng Yueze and asked, "What's wrong? Did you come to pick up your coat? I just washed it, I'll bring it to you when it's dry."

"Oh, it's nothing." Feng Yueze snapped out of his daze, coolly shoved the cup into her hand, and only let go after she had a firm grip. "I made some ginger tea, it's warm now, have some."

"Thank you." After drinking the cup, she felt warm all over. Lin Shuwan held the empty cup and noticed that Feng Yueze's hair was still a little wet. She asked, "Do you want to come in? I'll help you dry your hair."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Feng Yueze remained calm as he walked in, his hands and feet moving awkwardly.

"Sit over there," Lin Shuwan said, pointing to the stool next to the dressing table.

Feng Yueze didn't dare to look closely. He glanced at the general location, then lowered his eyes and walked over, sat down, and placed his hands on his lap, looking obedient and well-behaved.

Lin Shuwan pursed her lips, suppressing a smile, and carefully used the hairdryer.

Perhaps the hot air was too hot, because Feng Yueze's ears turned bright red, so Lin Shuwan moved the hairdryer a little further away.

There was a mirror on the dressing table, through which he could see Lin Shuwan standing behind him. Her hand gently ran through his hair, and Feng Yueze felt a little hot and his body stiffened.

They were so close that he could feel Lin Shuwan's hair brushing against his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Feng Yueze subtly adjusted his posture.

He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Shuwan say "It's all done." He quickly got up, hurriedly said "Thank you," and left, almost as if he were fleeing in panic.