Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

It's peak time for students to leave school, and people of all ages are disappearing into the campus in a flash, making it difficult to run into anyone.

Lin Yan and Ni Qing stood in the corridor, only able to see the boy's slightly smug and confident expression.

“My father and your father are business friends, so I’ve heard about your family’s situation. It seems your family business is in dire straits.”

Ni Qing listened quietly, and only after he finished did she say with a hint of boredom, "So you called me out just to gloat? Isn't that a bit low-class?"

Lin Yan's handsome face showed a slight hint of grievance: "How could I? How could I gloat? I feel sorry for Uncle Ni's situation..." He suddenly stared directly at her and said again, "But it's not like there's no way..."

Ni Qing raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "You have a way?"

Hearing the disdain in the girl's tone, he was not angry at all. Instead, he moved closer to her meaningfully.

Ni Qing sensed that something was wrong and instinctively leaned back.

He gently brushed the strands of hair across her face, casually picking up a lock and stroking it, his tone condescending: "Of course, as long as you're with me, I'll have my family help you, how about it?"

Ni Qing frowned.

However, she still honestly stuck to her persona and said, "Stop dreaming. Our family isn't as fragile as you think. Things will get better soon."

After saying that, she slapped the hair out of his hand, haughtily tidied her hair, her waist slender and straight, and strode away.

Lin Yan stood still, looking regretful, silently mocking her naivety.

The next few days were like Mercury retrograde.

Lin Yan directly spread the news, and the whole school knew that Ni Qing's family was going bankrupt. Whispers and pointing fingers followed her like a shadow, constantly stabbing her in the back.

"I thought she was a very nice person, but I heard that when we went out that weekend, Ni Qing disliked Song Qin the moment she saw her, and then deliberately shunned us and even sent a message to Shen to come find her."

"Really? We had a lot of fun that day, didn't we? Who told you that?"

"Does that even need to be said? Look at Ni Qing against Song Qin, they're like a firecracker."

"Their family is on the verge of bankruptcy, and her good days as a rich heiress are coming to an end."

"I hope she can't even afford next year's tuition, hahaha..."

These unintentional words were like cold, deadly blades, and the original owner gradually collapsed amidst these idle gossips.

Unfortunately, Ni Qing's heart was made of iron.

Song Zihao was dressed in pretty casual clothes, not in her school uniform. She was even more blatant in ignoring school rules than Ni Qing.

She straightened her skirt, basking in the envious glances around her, and walked to Ni Qing's table.

"What's up?" Ni Qing, who had been lost in thought, leaned back lazily against the table when she saw her arrive, staring at her with interest.

Song Zihao looked over with concern: "Ni Qing, I heard from your classmates that your family seems to be having some difficulties. My family has some spare money, how about I lend it to you?"

She spoke quite loudly, as if she was deliberately saying it to everyone to embarrass Ni Qing in public.

Lin Yan, the culprit, sat in his seat, quite satisfied with Ni Qing's current situation.

Now that she's just a pathetic dog, how could she dare to refuse him?

Unexpectedly, Ni Qing still smiled, her beautiful, delicate eyes seeming to hold shattered starlight, showing no sign of anger: "Oh, really? It's rare to see Song Qin being so caring towards others. How about lending me two million?"

Song Zihao's face immediately froze.

Doesn't this person have any self-respect? To be so humiliated and still remain so calm, shouldn't we call him shameless?

Seeing her sudden change in expression, Ni Qing asked with some confusion, "What's wrong, Song? Are you reluctant to lend it? Two million should be a small amount, or does your family not have that much money?"

"How could that be?" Song Zihao forced a smile before continuing, "I just thought you would be too proud to accept my kindness."

“People need to learn to be sensible.” Ni Qing sighed pitifully and said quietly, “How about this… I’ll write down your card number for you now, remember to transfer the money to me.”

He actually pulled out a piece of draft paper from his desk, as if he were really going to write something.

Song Zihao: "Shameless."

She didn't have that much money; she just said it to give Ni Qing a hard time, never expecting her to actually accept it. The two million that person gave her was almost gone.

Left with no other choice, she could only lie and say that she had an urgent matter to attend to and left first.

Shen Changsu remained completely transparent throughout, except for his tightly pursed lips, exuding an aura of displeasure.

His mind went blank as he recalled that afternoon when Lin Yan playfully lifted Ni Qing's hair, as if he wanted to pull her into his arms.

Almost everyone had left when he returned to deliver the documents to the office and witnessed this scene.

He was standing a bit far away, but he could still hear everything clearly. He saw the girl slap Lin Yan's hand away and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Ni Qing was about to lie down and catch up on her sleep when she suddenly met Shen Changsu's dark, inky gaze. She blinked slowly, her mind blank.

After school, she went straight home. Her parents hesitated for a long time, but still dismissed the driver in an attempt to reduce expenses. So, she had been walking home since the start of the school year.

Fortunately, her school is close to home.

She ignored the curious yet pitying glances around her and stepped out of the school gate without changing her expression.

There were two cars parked at the entrance; just by looking at the cars, you could tell they weren't cars you could afford at a regular price.

Song Zihao was walking ahead of her when she suddenly turned back to look at Ni Qing and said, "Why have you been walking home these past few days? It must be tiring. Shall I take you?"

Ni Qingxin thought, "Here we go again." Her porcelain-white skin flushed red, as if she were quite angry. She said coldly, "No need. Your car is too low-end. A car should suit its owner. You can ride in it yourself!"

Her sarcasm perfectly captured the original owner's brainlessness and arrogance. Song Zihao was so angry by her blunt words that her face turned ashen. She felt a little sad upon hearing this: "I'm sorry, my family is indeed of average means, not as well-off as Ni. I've long heard that Ni's family is very wealthy... it seems that's true."

"You know that much." She seemed oblivious to the undertone in her words, looking at her smugly, seemingly unaware that the surrounding classmates' gazes were becoming even more contemptuous.

Her eyes seemed to light up, and she jogged to catch up with the slender figure.

"Chang Su, our driver recently quit his job, and no one is coming to pick me up. Can I ride in your car? I remember our house isn't very far away."

Shen Changsu was tall and slender, his black, tousled hair fluttering in the twilight. His refined yet somewhat sharp features were striking. He turned his head and looked down, lost in thought as he watched the person who had caught up with him.