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

Chapter 124 Punishing the World 14

He slowly opened his eyes as he woke up from his dream, and got out of bed to wash up as usual. He coughed for a little while, and after recovering, he sat quietly at his desk.

The area was spotless. He was wearing a bathrobe, holding an expensive, high-quality fountain pen, and meticulously writing character biographies for the script.

He hadn't seen his agent much these past few days, mainly because she was always so busy when he was sick. As usual, he had no work scheduled this time, and he patiently wrote.

I took out my phone again to check for messages while I was writing, and a "1" appeared in my Moments section. This meant that someone had mentioned me or that someone had liked or commented on my post.

The young man lowered his eyelashes, his slender white fingertips casually moving to the three words, and tapped them.

Song Gui mentioned him.

That was a video.

Song Gui's scenes have all been filmed in the past few days, and the crew is holding a wrap party for Chi Feng. He's all smiles, showing eight teeth, and everyone in the crew is flushed from drinking.

The noise was a bit hard to hear clearly, but I could vaguely make out the alluring woman sitting next to me. She had bright red lipstick, a delicate nose, and beautiful, exquisite eyes that always seemed to look at people with affection.

The two seemed to have a close relationship. Wei Juan scoffed at such petty tricks and casually blocked his WeChat Moments before continuing to write his biography.

The pen nib made a pleasant, soothing scratching sound as it touched the white paper. After a while, the tip of the pen pierced the paper, leaving a worn mark.

He nonchalantly capped the pen, a chilling smile playing on his pale lips.

He really wanted his manager to only have him as an artist. Why was it only Xiaotang who died? He felt it would be better if more people died.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with thinking that way.

After a while, he got up, put on his clothes, and opened the door.

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On Song Gui's side, things were still bustling with activity. Ni Qing casually took a sip of wine, suppressing her boredom, and secretly waited for the right moment to leave.

"Sister, I owe my success to your support. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Let me toast you." Song Gui suddenly broke away from the surrounding celebrations, raised her glass, and raised an eyebrow at her.

Ni Qing has a high alcohol tolerance, probably from frequently attending banquets. But her stomach is only so big, and she has no idea how many drinks she's had; she's almost vomiting from overeating.

She glanced at him silently, cursing him repeatedly in her heart.

You little rascal, repaying kindness with enmity, huh?

She put down her wine glass and said calmly, "I can't drink anymore."

Song Gui, lacking tact, momentarily sank into despair only to spring back to life: "Not drinking means you're not giving me face, so just have one. It's not like it's poison."

Ni Qing's stomach was still burning. She met his eyes and refused, word by word, "I said I don't want to drink anymore. I have something to do. You can eat slowly first."

She stood up decisively, slung her bag over her shoulder, said a brief goodbye to the director, and prepared to return to her apartment. Wei Juan had been left to his own devices for so long; it was time to get back to work.

She thought about it slowly.

She drove Song Gui there, but on the way back she drank a lot of alcohol and couldn't drive, so she booked a designated driver on the platform and planned to wait in the parking lot.

The parking lot below was dark, like night, and a few scattered people left one after another, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

"Ni Qing".

A deliberately lowered voice slowly sounded from behind, low and pleasant, calling out softly. Ni Qing seemed to sense it and prepared to turn around.

The next second, a slightly cold hand reached out to her ear, unexpectedly blocking her vision, while another hand slowly wrapped around her waist from behind.

The man covered her eyes, resting his chin on her neck in an ambiguous and lingering manner. Despite the seemingly casual action, Ni Qing remained motionless, firmly imprisoned.

"Who are you?!" Ni Qing didn't dare to struggle too much because there was a sharp dagger at her waist. If she resisted even slightly, the tip of the dagger would pierce her skin.

The cool lips pressed against my neck, gentle and subtle, like a dragonfly skimming the water, tickling me all the way to my earlobe.

"I miss you so much."

The person's voice didn't change much, and almost instantly, Ni Qing realized that this was the person who had stood by her bedside in the previous ward.

While she was still in a daze, the other person impatiently turned her chin and bit her without any mercy. The stinging pain spread throughout her nerves, and Ni Qing suddenly came back to her senses.

Damn it, is the same thing that happened last time going to happen again? Why is it that every time the story goes differently, we still encounter a psychopath?

The taste of blood in his mouth grew stronger and stronger. He deftly pried open his lips and teeth, and his soft tongue probed inside.

Ni Qing: "!!!!"

Let's all just perish together.

Just as she was about to fight back, he spoke again, his tone no longer indifferent but instead carrying a hint of hostility and irritability: "You said you miss me too."

Is this person sick...?

She managed to utter, "Screw you..."

man:"……"

The intimate kiss lasted for a while before he reluctantly covered her nose. The strange smell of the medicine made her dizzy, and she soon fell into darkness.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an abandoned furniture factory, with messy decorations everywhere, countless cobwebs and dust.

She was lying on the ground with her hands bound.

She wasn't alone; Song Gui and Wei Juan were also around.

Song Gui looked terrified, not knowing why they had suddenly appeared here: "Sister! Have we been kidnapped? Where is this place?"

She didn't speak, but looked at Wei Juan, who was still unconscious beside her, and then turned to Song Gui to ask, "Were you the first one to wake up? When did Wei Juan appear here?"

Song Gui replied, puzzled, "We broke up not long after you left. I was drugged as soon as I left. When I woke up, I was here, and Wei Juan was here too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly woke up.

In the distance, a dilapidated electronic screen lit up with the words: "Welcome," followed by a series of other messages.

Can you play hide-and-seek with me now? I need to escape this place and survive.

Conversely, if I catch you, you will die.

The game countdown is down to three minutes, so get ready. One last reminder: if two people try to escape together, the chance of death is 100%, so we recommend splitting up.

The scrolling text stopped here, and then a blood-red three-minute countdown began.

Song Gui was dumbfounded: "What the hell is this? Is he crazy?" So far, they hadn't even seen a shadow of the other party.