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

Song Zihao bit her lip and said no more.

Although it was because she wrote a love letter to the boy in front of her, Ni Qing was also partly to blame, since she was the one who decided to make her love letter public.

It's all because of her, so it's not an exaggeration for her to say that.

Let Shen Changsu misunderstand if he wants; even if she knows the real reason, she can still walk away unscathed.

The boy had fair skin and outstanding looks. He was already expressionless, and there was no change in his expression at this moment. Song Zihao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"If you are bullied, you should tell your teacher. If the teacher doesn't help, you can choose to call the police directly."

He didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he left those words and went into the toilet.

Song Zihao remained silent for a long while before finally leaving.

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This incident seemed to have no effect on Ni Qing; the male lead still didn't give her a friendly look. She continued to write love letters every day, but she just didn't dare to express them openly.

"Ni Qing, please accept this."

During a break between classes, a boy with a buzz cut handed over an envelope, looking shyly at Ni Qing sitting in her seat.

He knew that Ni Qing liked Shen Changsu, so he even gave a provocative look to the person doing homework next to her.

Shen Changsu seemed not to hear, his pen moving without pause as he stared intently at the exercises.

She knew the boy who delivered the love letter; his name was Lin Yan. In the original story, he was her devoted admirer, but as the saying goes, a devoted admirer ends up with nothing. In the end, because the original owner was too cold, he was captivated by the changed female lead.

The female lead, Song Zihao, is different from him. Even when she refuses him, she is gentle and kind. She doesn't distance herself from him and sometimes they even go out together.

Ni Qing looked at the love letter with a headache. Lin Yan noticed her struggle and was also nervous. After all, this was the first time he had ever given a love letter.

He nervously gripped the love letter and said, "I've had your milk tea before, do you know why I don't mind?"

Ni Qing said uncertainly, "Because you don't have money, and you want to take advantage of others."

Lin Yan: “…”

Before the boy in front of her could react, the academic genius chuckled softly.

The sound was so soft that Ni Qing even wondered if she was imagining things.

In short, I'll accept it first and see how their love letter is written.

"Thank you, but I'm sorry, you're not good enough for me." That's how confident she was.

Lin Yan was stunned and almost didn't react.

His face flushed red, and before he could even get angry, he saw the girl take the love letter with both hands, put it in her desk, and give him a faint smile.

The pent-up anger and embarrassment vanished like a deflated balloon.

The next class was PE. After Lin Yan left, she looked at Shen Changsu with a smile and said, "Shen, would you like to come downstairs together?"

Shen Changsu finally finished the questions and was tidying up his desk.

Without even thinking, he said, "No."

Ni Qing looked regretful, said nothing, stood up and left.

Physical education class required running, and it was the hottest time of the day, so she simply found a shady spot under a tree and sat down.

It was a long break between classes, so the bell didn't ring for another ten minutes or so.

The students reluctantly arrived at the playground, and the atmosphere seemed a bit off.

Song Zihao walked behind Shen Changsu, sobbing, as if she had been wronged.

Before Ni Qing could think much about it, she spotted her at a glance, rushed forward, pointed at her and said, "Was it you? You made them read my love letter aloud, right?"

The girl wore a white shirt and jeans, and her jet-black hair was illuminated by the dappled light through the leaves, as if it were edged with gold.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ni Qing frowned. She had delicate and beautiful features, like a rag doll.

It was a bit hot, and I had some fine beads of sweat on my forehead.

"Who else could it be but you? Only you would do such a thing!"

Song Zihao's face was still streaked with tears, and her eyes, squeezed together by flesh, were filled with disgust.

Ni Qing was a little unhappy and said coldly, "Whoever said that, you slap their face. Why are you throwing a tantrum at me?"

She was never allowed to read her love letter, and now she's being wrongly accused.

The female protagonist paused, then looked pleadingly at Shen Changsu, who was not far away, hoping he would speak up for her.

Their gaze fell upon the blind man.

Song Zihao gritted her teeth, glared at her resentfully, and dawdled over to the assembly point.

Under the blazing sun, everyone's foreheads were covered in sweat even before they started running.

The PE teacher was a short, bald man whose wheat-colored skin made him look like a hard-boiled egg.

Ni Qing remained seated in the shadows, ignoring Lu Dan's presence—that's the advantage of being rich.

She clearly didn't find Song Zihao's love letter, so why was it still read aloud? Does the plot have an automatic correction function?

By sheer coincidence, Ni Qing ended up wearing the hat anyway, and she clicked her tongue in displeasure.

So engrossed in the storyline, she lost all interest in flirting with men after school in the evening, got up and left immediately, and didn't even plan to attend evening self-study.

It was still very hot at 5:30, and the sun was still glaring. She squinted, turned around, and went into the store to buy a low-key parasol.

She didn't plan to go home, and just kept wandering around until it was almost dark before she prepared to put away her umbrella.

"Yan Yue, right? Why don't you chat with us brothers for a bit?"

Who are you?! Get away from me!

"Blame yourself for meddling. We guys don't hit women unless they offer more money. Blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have..."

The conversation of some very delinquent teenagers came from a dark alley.

Ni Qing stood still, looking indifferently into the alley.

"This is the person who helped the female lead in the restroom."

The system casually commented.

"I'm helping her out, it shouldn't have any impact, since neither of us is the main character..."

Ni Qing seemed to be asking a question, but she had already stepped inside.

system:"……"

Yan Yue is the class's academic representative. She has good grades, a pretty face that grows on you, and a great personality.

Because she helped someone who was being bullied, she was bullied herself and eventually developed depression and had to drop out of school.

Her eyes were somewhat glazed over, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she looked rather pale.

She didn't bring her phone with her while at school, so she couldn't call the police.

Just when despair was about to set in, a sweet, charming female voice came from the alleyway—

"What are you guys playing? Can I join you?"

Everyone looked at the sound.

A slender girl held an inconspicuous umbrella, backlit, revealing a fair and delicate half of her chin.

The troublemaker narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Another busybody. Is everyone at your school this enthusiastic?"

Yan Yue looked at Ni Qing with some hesitation. She hadn't recognized her yet, but she could tell she was wearing a school uniform, so she said, "You can go now, classmate. This is my own business..."

She didn't want to drag others down with her.

Ni Qing slowly and deliberately folded her umbrella, revealing her beautiful face.

Yan Yue's voice stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at her.

What's Ni Qing doing here? The question is, why is she meddling in her business?

Or perhaps—these people were sent by Ni Qing? This idea was quickly rejected, as the troublemakers clearly did not recognize Ni Qing.