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

The cramped room was dark and crowded, seemingly airtight, with only the exhaust fan at the top slowly turning, cutting the sunlight into countless tiny fragments.

The man in the white lab coat was casually watching the unconscious woman on the bed. His expression was obscure and gloomy, and his unreadable gaze was like that of a cold-blooded creature hunting in the night, meticulously tracing the outline of her pale face.

"She does have a certain charm when she's not talking. Even our Dr. Ni can be so serene..."

The man's deep voice, slow and deliberate, like a sigh, echoed in Ni Qing's mind like a spell.

She felt weak all over and could only manage to open her eyelids with difficulty. Without even trying to hear the voice, she knew who the man in front of her was.

She lay calmly on the bed, not wanting to waste her energy, and looked up at him indifferently: "Song Ling, don't do anything futile."

Song Ling looked down at her with disgust: "Ni Qing, at a time like this, who are you trying to impress with your haughty attitude? The staff may be wary of you, but I won't."

As soon as she finished speaking, she chuckled, her tone dripping with mockery.

Silence is better than sound.

Song Ling's face turned pale and then flushed.

As if he had thought of something, he twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed, "Why are you such a cold-blooded person, yet so lenient towards that experimental subject?"

"That's true. After all, that strange creature looks like a human. Although it's alluring, you can also see some handsomeness in it. It's not surprising that you fell for it, right?"

He looked at her calmly, his tone full of certainty.

"You said I like Him?" Ni Qing was stunned for a moment, then burst into uncontrollable laughter as if she had heard a joke. Unlike her usual cold laughter, if she weren't lying down, she might have laughed so hard she was almost falling over.

"Hahahaha—" Her laughter was so bright that even Song Ling was momentarily stunned. The next second, her words made his face darken.

"Song Ling, shake your brains before you talk to me."

Her disdain and contempt were undisguised, and as time went by, her fingers were able to move slightly.

If the staff cannot find her in a short period of time, they will definitely check the surveillance footage to find her.

"You drugged me just to tell these trivial jokes? If you have that kind of energy, you should put it into scientific research instead of making me look down on you."

In order to buy time, she was forced to become a chatterbox.

Song Ling sneered, "I told you, the people above won't do anything to me because I still have value. You haven't replied to my messages, so what else can I say to you?"

The smile in the white-clad woman's eyes hadn't completely faded. Years of being deprived of sunlight had made her skin as white as snow, and her usually serious and emotionless eyes were now curved, sweeping away her previous gloomy image.

Ni Qing slowly sat up from the experimental bed, feeling her strength gradually returning. He was also a useless person. If she were Song Ling, she would never allow herself to have the possibility of standing up.

"Ah Qing, you've liked me for so many years, haven't you? If you don't like Him, why are you indifferent to me now?" Song Ling took a step forward, somewhat unwilling.

It's a common human failing that we never appreciate what we have until we lose it and feel resentful.

Ni Qing remained silent, but a hint of wariness was hidden in her eyes.

Song Ling grew increasingly anxious, drawing ever closer. He inadvertently noticed that she seemed to be resisting his approach, and couldn't help but scoff, "Are you afraid I'll get close to you? Are you afraid I'll hurt you?"

As he spoke, his gaze drifted, casually glancing at her body. Although somewhat thin, she was, after all, a fully developed adult female body.

He tried to stroke her cheek: "Ah Qing, I admit I was wrong, but could you give me a chance to make amends..."

Ni Qing turned away in disgust.

This subconscious action seemed to enrage Song Ling. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his voice rose: "I've already apologized, what more do you want? You despicable woman—"

He quickly stepped forward and pressed down hard on her shoulder to stop her from getting out of bed.

Caught off guard, Ni Qing was pushed to the ground, her shoulder throbbing slightly. Seeing that he was in bad shape, she instinctively raised her knee and kicked his second brother hard.

"Ah!" A beautiful scream rang out.

Ni Qing got up and walked around him without changing her expression. The experimental base was very large, and there were many places she had never been to before. Judging from the layout of this laboratory, she didn't know how long it had been abandoned.

Although I felt weak all over, I could still walk easily.

Song Ling was also in excruciating pain from the kick, his face turning deathly pale. Large beads of sweat clung to the bulging veins from the pain, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

Ni Qing knew that cannon fodder died from talking too much, and she didn't have the protagonist's halo, so she immediately walked towards the door.

Just as I was about to open the door, my ankle was suddenly grabbed and pulled hard, and a dizzying feeling of weightlessness washed over me.

She was caught off guard and fell so hard that she saw stars. Plus, the effects of the medication hadn't worn off yet, so she couldn't get up for a while.

Completely enraged, Song Ling immediately flipped over and pinned her down. The disparity in strength between men and women made it easy for him to restrain her hands and feet.

"You shameless bitch, don't push your luck. Just take the easy way out, why do you have to force me?"

He roared desperately.

Ni Qing's heart was pounding in her chest, but she remained calm on the surface: "Ah Ling, don't be impulsive... Let go of me, let's talk this out—"

Song Ling was breathing heavily with anger: "You son of a bitch—"

The red moon on his wrist was pressed heavily against his skin by his hand, faintly emitting a dark red glow.

In a dark place, silver-gray eyes opened.

His pristine white work clothes were now covered in dust, and even his glasses were nowhere to be seen. Ni Qing stared nervously at his face, not daring to make a move.

Fortunately, due to her sensibility, Song Ling did not take any further action.

“If the two of us join forces, we will definitely become saviors. Ni Qing, as long as you attach your research results to me, I will give you all the wealth that the country gives us after it is done.”

Ni Qing couldn't quite understand his thought process.

As he gradually calmed down, she began to glance around for a suitable "weapon".

However, this person is nearsighted and cannot see clearly at all.

Song Ling stared intently at her, and she couldn't remain silent for a moment: "I can—"

Before he could finish speaking, the dilapidated steel door was kicked open.

"boom!"

The newcomer was tall and slender, dressed in a pure white robe, with long silver hair hanging down his back, which was gilded with a silver arc by the light.

He leaned casually against the door frame, his bewitching eyes seemingly shimmering with light.

"You're too noisy."

His tone remained completely calm, as if he were stating something utterly ordinary.