Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Chapter 140: Reporting a 50,000 Yuan Entire Instance, the Cute and Fierce Sang is Back Again

Sang Rou is still struggling with her boyfriend's constipation. Should she encourage him to get treatment bravely, or painfully break up with him?

After all, as a princess, she absolutely cannot have a boyfriend with constipation.

Sang Ling had already taken out her phone, found a video, and handed it to her, saying, "Take a look."

"What is this?" Sang Rou took it with a curious look, and exclaimed after reading it.

"Holy crap, you can get 500,000 for just one report? That's incredibly lucrative!"

Sang Ling took the phone back and asked her, "Did you see it clearly?"

"Look carefully, 500,000." Sang Rou's eyes lit up, her mind filled with thoughts of 500,000.

Sang Ling gave her a complicated look, pursed her lips, stood up, and left with a chilling "Take the bowl away after you finish eating."

With her mind filled with thoughts of 500,000 yuan, Sang Rou decisively switched her chat page with her boyfriend, opened the Douyin app, and scrolled through several short videos.

Sang Ling returned to her room and, as usual, washed up and prepared for bed.

As she lay peacefully in bed, preparing to drift off to sleep and find Jiaojiao, a faint sound suddenly came from outside the window.

She turned to look.

Caught off guard, she met the gaze of Fu Jiaojiao, who had climbed over the wall. They blinked and looked at each other.

Just as Fu Zhirang was about to approach, Sang Ling suddenly sprang up and raised her hand to signal him to stop.

Although Fu Zhirang didn't understand, he obediently stopped.

Sang Ling immediately pulled out the small, worn-out ball from under her pillow, turned around, and patted it with her back to him.

"Coriander No. 2".

Upon hearing the command, Cilantro No. 2 slowly turned on, but the light failed to turn on for a long time.

Sang Ling, in her haste, patted the table twice more.

Dead ball, hurry up and light up!

Under Sang Ling's urgent urging, Coriander No. 2 finally turned on successfully, flashing three times.

Seeing that it was lit up, Sang Ling threw it under the bed without hesitation.

The little broken ball rolled around a few times, then shook and emitted a rhythmic flashing frequency.

Subsequently, a barely perceptible buzzing sound was heard from several places inside the villa.

It disappeared again after a few seconds.

After throwing away the broken ball, Sang Ling turned around and waved to the person standing on the balcony, and Fu Zhirang then came in.

As soon as he reached the bedside, Sang Ling eagerly threw herself into his arms, her eyes sparkling with joy as she looked at him.

She seemed quite pleased with his initiative in throwing himself at her.

"How did you come?"

"I've been waiting for you for so long and you haven't come, so I had to come myself." Fu Zhirang hugged the little darling in his arms and chuckled.

Sang Ling slipped her hand under the loose hem of the other person's pajamas, touched the firm abdominal muscles, and smiled with satisfaction.

She moved aside to make room for him.

He patted the bed and said, "Get on."

Seeing the little girl's happy smile, Fu Zhirang smiled, a hint of cunning and slyness in his eyes, and said with feigned modesty, "Wouldn't this be a bit inappropriate?"

He's now at least a proper boyfriend who's met my parents.

The moment she finished speaking, the little girl's smiling face instantly lost its smile.

"What, do you want me to knock you out and throw you up here?" Sang Ling threatened in a cute but expressionless way.

As she spoke, she quietly clenched her little fist.

Fu Zhirang let out soft chuckles as he bent down and hugged the sulking little girl, his sexy, husky laughter echoing in her ears.

There's also the gentle coaxing that shows affection and pride.

"The baby is so smart and cute."

Clever Lingbao was so coaxed that flowers bloomed one after another on her head.

She raised her chin and said in a smug voice, "Yeah, I'm super smart~"

Fu Zhirang's handsome face was filled with tender love, and he felt that his little girl was perfect in every way.

Sang Ling couldn't help but lower the corner of her mouth that had been slightly raised, and continued to stare at him expressionlessly, "Are you going to go or not?"

"Go." Fu Zhirang suppressed a laugh and quickly lay down next to Sang Ling.

Sang Ling finally got to hug the familiar pillow she wanted, snuggled comfortably into his arms, and rubbed against him.

After adjusting the little girl to a comfortable position, Fu Zhirang gently held her in his arms and patted her back softly to lull her to sleep.

After trying to coax her for a while, I realized she wasn't sleepy at all and kept sighing.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhirang gently patted the little girl's back and looked down at her. "Are you unhappy at home?"

“No, that’s not it.” Sang Ling sighed softly.

"Then why are you sighing?"

"Jiaojiao, I'm worried."

"Ok?"

Sang Ling slowly raised her head, looked at Fu Jiaojiao's stunning beauty, and pouted, "I have two more little sisters today."

Fu Zhirang: "?"

Sang Ling added, "My mother said she was pregnant with sextuplets back then."

Fu Zhirang: "!"

An incredulous glint flashed in Fu Zhirang's eyes. "Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

Although he found it absurd, he didn't immediately refute her words. Instead, he gently asked, "So, does Youyou like them?"

Sang Ling tilted her head; this was the first time someone had ever asked her if she liked her "brothers and sisters."

He lowered his eyes and thought seriously for a few seconds, then said, "It's alright."

It's not really a matter of liking or disliking; since I'm here, it's either live or die.

"You don't need to care about them. No matter how many people appear, in our eyes, Youyou is a unique treasure."

When Fu Zhirang said this, his eyes were full of love and his voice was so gentle.

For Sang Ling, he was both a warm sun and a bright moon, both irreplaceable beings.

Sang Ling's eyes lit up, and she hugged Fu Jiaojiao tightly, boldly confessing her feelings.

"Jiaojiao is also my one and only precious baby."

Holding the little sweet bun, Fu Zhirang couldn't help but smile, then suddenly froze, his smile becoming more restrained.

"Could you please take your hand out of your baby's clothes?"

Sang Ling: "..."