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

Upon arrival at the location, we entered a small private room where popcorn, fruit, and drinks were already laid out on the table, and the movie had been pre-selected.

The space is small, with a screen, a sofa, a small table, and a bathroom.

Judging from the sofa, it could only fit two people. If they sat close together and adjusted their posture slightly, their arms or thighs could touch, which suited him perfectly.

Once the movie started, the room lights went out, leaving only the screen displaying the movie lit in the darkness.

Feng Yueze had no interest in watching the movie; his attention was completely captured by Lin Shuwan sitting next to him.

She leaned back on the sofa, in a very relaxed state, but even in this casual setting, her upbringing made her look very elegant. She wore a light blue chiffon dress, and her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders without looking messy. Sitting next to her, you could smell a faint fragrance, like a moonlit night after the clouds have dispersed, crisp and clean.

At first, Feng Yueze only dared to glance at her cautiously out of the corner of his eye, but the dark environment emboldened him, and Lin Shuwan was so engrossed in the movie that he became even more confident and bold in looking at her.

Until her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with tears, and large teardrops slid down her cheeks, her once clear and bright eyes were now filled with sorrow, making one want to wipe away her tears and soothe her grief.

Feng Yueze hurriedly pulled out the paper, but then realized it was inappropriate and cautiously placed it in her hand: "What's wrong?"

Lin Shuwan turned to look at him, her eyes filled with tears, misty and as if she hadn't yet recovered from the movie: "How could he have died?"

Feng Yueze felt helpless and somewhat amused. Seeing that she was holding the paper but hadn't realized she was going to wipe her tears, he hesitated between reminding her and directly helping her. He then decisively chose to help her, carefully wiping away her tears: "These are all fake."

"I know, but it's still very painful." Lin Shuwan looked a bit more dazed than usual, but also very cute.

"Shall we continue watching?" Feng Yueze asked.

"Look!" he said, then turned his head.

For the rest of the time, he didn't have time to think about anything else. After all, there was a girl sitting next to him who was very empathetic. During the movie, she laughed when she was happy, cried when she was sad, and cried two or three times. He was busy handing her tissues and wiping her tears.

He never expected that the usually aloof girl would actually be such a crybaby. She was indeed lovable, but he really wouldn't dare take her to see an art film again next time.

When the movie ended, Lin Shuwan's eyes were red like a rabbit's. She didn't seem to know what she looked like at that moment. She looked up at him and asked. Her eyes, washed with tears, were bright and watery, and the tip of her nose was red. Anyone who saw her would feel soft-hearted.

"What are we going to do next?"

"Let's go have dinner, but before we go, would you like to wash your face?" Feng Yueze raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of amusement.

"what?"

Lin Shuwan stared at him for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered something. She lowered her head abruptly, said "Sorry," and hurriedly went to the restroom.

Feng Yueze watched her retreating figure, which she tried her best to conceal but still appeared somewhat hurried, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

After a while, Lin Shuwan came out. She looked normal, except for a little redness in the corners of her eyes. She gestured to Feng Yueze, who was still sitting on the sofa waiting, "Let's go," and calmly opened the door and went out first.

Following behind, Feng Yueze smiled as he watched her somewhat unfocused gaze, choosing not to expose her feigned composure.

Dinner was at a private restaurant in a downtown building, which we booked entirely.

Nothing particularly special, except that the restaurant is located on the top floor and is open-air.

Because of the high floor, the noise of the traffic below is muffled, and if you play music, you can hardly hear it at all.

With the starry sky as a companion and the sound of the zither in harmony, there is a unique and elegant charm.

The restaurant lights were dim and lazy, casting a hazy glow on Lin Shuwan's face, making her appear lonely and aloof, like a fairy who had accidentally ingested a magic elixir and was about to fly to the moon at any moment.

"Ahem," Feng Yueze coughed lightly, trying to break the awkward silence, "What do you think of this environment?"

Lin Shuwan leaned back in her chair, her eyes slightly closed, feeling the night breeze brush against her cheeks. She felt a little tipsy. She opened her eyes when she heard him speak, and gave him a slight smile. This smile made her more lively, graceful, and elegant.

"It's beautiful, I love it. How did you find this place?"

“Oh, it’s Su Yijun, Su Yihan’s brother who set it up. He said it was a quiet place in the city, a place to experience the beauty of nature. I’ve been here a few times before, and it’s really nice. When I’m feeling down, I can sit here for a while and calm down,” Feng Yueze explained.

"When you're upset?" Lin Shuwan rested her chin gently on her hands, looking extremely relaxed, and tilted her head to ask, "When does it upset you?"

"In the first few years of the company's operation, the cash flow dried up." Feng Yueze leaned back lazily in his chair and casually scratched his hair. "At that time, I even thought that if things really didn't work out, I could just go back to my old life and be a carefree rich kid. It wouldn't be bad."

“But you didn’t go back, and you won’t go back.” Lin Shuwan said with certainty.

"You trust me that much?" Feng Yueze was somewhat surprised. "You must have met me in high school, right? Back then, I was quite unruly and didn't follow the right path."

Lin Shuwan said softly, "If you have the ability to become an eagle, how can you be content to be a sparrow?"

I can't describe how I feel. It's bittersweet. Back then, many people didn't think he could succeed, and even his brother didn't believe he could do it.

"Actually, I should thank you," Feng Yueze said.

"Me?" Lin Shuwan pointed to herself, somewhat surprised.

"Yes." Feng Yueze nodded, saying nothing else. His secret rivalry back then was too naive to admit. He simply asked, "The year I graduated, did you leave a note on my desk?"

"How can you be sure it's me?" Lin Shuwan asked back.

“Such beautiful handwriting is rare. Besides, I’ve seen quite a few of your handwritings in the cabin these past few days.” Feng Yueze raised an eyebrow, his tone full of certainty.

Lin Shuwan just smiled at him and said nothing more.

Feng Yueze straightened up, placed his hand on the table, leaned closer to her, and joked, "After all, you've written it like this, wouldn't it be a bit unfair to you if I didn't 'transform into a roc'?"

Their eyes met, and their breaths mingled, revealing a subtle affection between them.

【Kiss him! The atmosphere's reached this point, Feng Gou, if you don't kiss him, you're not a man!】

[This table is so damn long! Damn it, where's my eighty-meter-long sword? Bring it here, let me chop this table to pieces!]

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