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

"Um, you heard that too, right? I need to go back to take care of my mom. Since it's the graduation party, you should hurry up and go." Ni Qing put away her phone and reminded him cautiously.

Shen Changsu snapped out of her daze and released her grip. The prolonged suppression had left her wrists covered in red welts, a rather gruesome sight. But she seemed oblivious to the pain, shaking her hand dismissively.

"Sorry." His gaze fell on the marks left by the ligature.

"It's nothing." She tidied herself up a bit to make herself look less disheveled, but the smell of blood seemed to emanate from her internal organs, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Just as I took a step to leave, my wrist was grabbed.

This time the pressure was very gentle, and he asked in a low voice, "Can I have your contact information?"

After thinking for a moment, Ni Qing decisively took out her phone and handed over the QR code.

The phone pinged and the QR code was successfully scanned. The boy stared at her intently, as if he wouldn't leave until he agreed.

She sighed and approved the application.

The boy curled his lips into a smile, and his delicate features seemed to melt away, revealing the first genuine smile in two years.

He stood at the entrance of the dark alley, watching the person he liked get further and further away until they were almost out of sight, before lazily and casually taking a step to find the bar in the location he had located.

The people in the private room were all drunk, and everyone had a relieved and relaxed smile on their face, especially Yan Yue, who had been admitted to a very good university. For someone from a family that wasn't well-off, there was also an extra scholarship subsidy.

In the past two years, without Ni Qing as a competitor, Song Qin has become much more carefree and less hardworking, and her ranking has remained in the top ten of the grade.

Shen Changsu, dressed in white shirt and black pants, had a slender figure like a tall and upright bamboo. His noble and aloof temperament made the people in the private room pause for a moment.

"Here it is." Yan Yue nodded in acknowledgment and casually tossed over a can of fruit wine.

"Why drink that kind of childish stuff after graduation? Let's give our academic genius a glass of white liquor."

"That's right, we can smoke and drink as we please. Nobody's going to arrest us this time."

When some people drink too much, as the saying goes, alcohol emboldens even bears, and they start to speak recklessly, even daring to ridicule Shen Changsu.

Only when the boy's long eyelashes drooped and he looked at the person with no emotion did the person belatedly stammer, "Just kidding."

"Chang Su." Song Qin's gentle, almost cloying voice slowly rang out. She saw the boy lift his leg and sit down near Yan Yue, silently biting his lip, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"What's up? And don't call me that." The boy seemed to be in a good mood, even speaking slowly, revealing a lazy air.

Song Qin forced a smile and took a sip of red wine to ease the awkwardness. Finally, she took a deep breath and slowly said, "I thought you weren't even coming to the graduation party. Can we talk?"

Graduation was approaching, and the bittersweet feeling of unrequited love was making her miserable. She knew that if she didn't confess now, she might never have the chance to meet this person again.

She and Lin Yan were only together for three months before he got tired of her. Song Qin was also very perceptive and broke up with him peacefully.

Shen Changsu slowly stood up and walked out.

The bar was a bit noisy, so they finally found a quieter place.

Song Qin mustered her courage and tentatively asked, "One of the waitresses today looks a lot like Ni Qing—"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the boy's eyes flicker for a moment. Song Qin's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and she asked, "Do you like her?"

It might not have been so obvious when she was in school, but now that I think about it, it seems that many times, Shen Changsu's help to her was because of Ni Qing.

She instinctively denied the answer that was about to spill from her heart. How could anyone accept that the moonlight, which had been shining on everyone, was suddenly only illuminating the flowers in the soil?

Thinking of this, she looked at Shen Changsu with hopeful eyes.

"I like it, so what?" The boy's unexpected directness took her a while to process.

"But she dropped out of school a long time ago. Her family had that scandal, and now she's not in your social circle at all. You two aren't suitable to be together. Besides, her education level isn't very high..."

"Song, did you ask me to come out just to belittle the person I like?" he interrupted impatiently.

Song Qin realized he was truly angry, and anxiously grabbed his hand: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I was thinking, since Ni Qing has been gone for so long, why don't you consider someone else..."

Shen Changsu's expression was somewhat gloomy. He gracefully withdrew his hand, looking at her with icy eyes. Unexpectedly, he did not interrupt her, but under such a gaze, Song Qin shrank back somewhat.

Perhaps influenced by the alcohol, she mustered her courage and asked, "I like you too. Will you be with me?"

The boy raised an eyebrow, not particularly surprised.

"Thank you for your interest, but I already have a girlfriend." Considering his friendship with his classmate, he didn't reject her too harshly.

Even when his girlfriend is mentioned again, those emotions that had once slipped away from his heart quickly return and fill his entire heart.

Song Qin never expected this outcome, and she couldn't accept it: "How is this possible? When did you start dating?"

His handsome brows furrowed slightly, as if he had been thinking for a moment, before he chuckled and said, "Just now."

Song Qin: "..."

"You're lying to me, aren't you? You just said you liked Ni Qing, and now you're saying you have a girlfriend. Why won't you choose me? I like you so much, I..." She didn't believe it.

The boy looked at her with a puzzled expression and said, "Just because you like me, does that mean I have to be with you? Besides—my girlfriend is Ni Qing, and not only that, she will also be my fiancée and the mistress of the Shen family."

"So—we're not a good match. I hope you find someone you like soon. Well then, I'll be going now." He politely declined and walked back to the private room.

Song Qin stood frozen in place like a wooden statue, as if struck by lightning. She knew every single word, but couldn't quite understand them when put together.

She couldn't help but think of that waitress, her upper face so beautiful it was flawless. A sense of familiarity washed over her. On the way to Shen Changsu's place, that waitress had taken leave. The timeline matched perfectly, and Song Qin suddenly realized.

A fierce hatred suddenly flashed in her eyes.

She practically stumbled into the private room, her carefully chosen high heels clicking as she ran, and shouted uncontrollably, "But Ni Qing is working here as a waitress, a bar waitress! Don't you know what that means? She's working as a prostitute here! Even so, you don't mind?"

The drunken men in the private room were startled by the shout and jumped up from their seats, their faces filled with astonishment as they absorbed this shocking revelation.

"What 'Miss'? Ni Qing is a prostitute? Is she the Ni Qing from our class?"

"That waiter looked so familiar, I didn't even realize it at the time—"

The private room was filled with chatter. Yan Yue's face was unusually cold. She suddenly stood up and threw a glass of wine at Song Qin: "Song Qin, I was just trying to sober you up. How could you make up something like this?"

Song Qin got splashed with wine, and she vigorously wiped the water off her face, ruining her carefully applied makeup. But unusually, she didn't fight back. Instead, she looked at the motionless boy provocatively.

Shen Changsu laughed, raising his head. The flickering light cast an indistinct shadow on his face. "What did you say?"