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

Chapter 220 The Infamous Young Lady 8

Ni Qing knew this too, but she still pretended to be nonchalant in front of everyone. It was her oversight that he got away the first time, but she wouldn't let it happen again.

She smiled slightly: "How dare you show your face? It seems you don't take us seriously at all."

Bai Guanqing reverted to his initial demeanor, remaining unmoved by anything and silently complying. The servants then withdrew after completing their assigned tasks.

“Have you ever thought that He Yingyue gave you to me, so I am your master? Shouldn’t you be loyal to me?” Ni Qing blinked and said slyly.

The man stared at her intently, his eyes revealing undisguised mockery. Ni Qing didn't care; she had only meant it as a joke to annoy him.

"Zhuzhu, go and call them to my hall. The rest of you—" Ni Qing stood up and casually instructed Zhuzhu. Then she turned to leave, but suddenly turned back to look at the male lead.

"As for you—" She seemed unsure how to arrange things for him for a moment, then, after a quick glance, decided to bring him in as well: "Until the hostages arrive, you cannot move around freely; stay with me."

She glanced at the iron chain on his ankle, her tone carrying a strong warning.

The man was wearing a mask, so his expression was not visible.

Ni Qing then turned her head and lazily walked towards her side hall. The men were still the same group of men, who had all rushed over without stopping after learning that they had been summoned, afraid of being late.

With Zhou Lian as an example, they dared not be overly affectionate towards the young lady.

"You, stand behind the screen. Don't come in. Behave yourself and don't wander around." The girl in white glanced lazily at the black-clad guard, her tone dismissive.

The young man's eyes were dark and uninterested. He had no interest in these promiscuous and outgoing women. His only complaint was having to stay here and listen to their flattery and fawning.

Thinking about this made him inexplicably annoyed.

Fortunately, there were only normal sounds of pouring drinks and chatting inside; no discordant noises could be heard. Otherwise, he…

He wanted to kill everyone.

Just as people say, this young lady was ignorant and incompetent. She was not proficient in any of the arts that a well-bred lady should be taught, such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. All she knew was eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring.

He was always playing dice or drinking, and he was drunk to the point of unconsciousness every day.

As night fell, Zhuzhu knocked on the door and came in, carrying a tinderbox, and lit the oil lamps one by one. The once somewhat cold room instantly became warm and cozy.

"Get out." Ni Qing glanced lightly at her so-called "male concubines," who understood and obediently left.

After finishing her work, Zhuzhu began to help her mistress rest. Once everything was settled, she closed the door and quietly withdrew.

"I forgot, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Don't starve to death, or He Yingyue will come looking for trouble again." Ni Qing suddenly turned her head, her fair skin glowing with a rosy hue, and she seemed a little drunk.

Her eyes darted around, and she got up to grab a cup of wine. With an expression no different from that of someone looking at a male concubine, she said coquettishly, "Or, would you like to drink?"

She seemed to see the male lead's lips tighten, a hint of anger in his expression. Bai Guanqing took a step back, offering no resistance. Ni Qing straightened up slightly, intending to place the wine back on the table.

Everything in front of her seemed to be doubled. She must have stepped on something, because she stumbled and fell uncontrollably.

Bai Guanqing's eyes flickered slightly, but he abruptly stopped in his tracks, not intending to offer any assistance.

Ni Qing's knee slammed into the table leg, and a sharp pain shot through her, but she didn't utter a sound, gritting her teeth tightly, her face deathly pale. She hadn't expected the male lead to not intervene in time.

She took a deep breath, slowly straightened up, and didn't intend to pursue the matter. But then, as the light lifted her skirt, she glanced at her knee. Above her fair calf, a dark purple bruise was clearly visible, a shocking sight.

Bai Guanqing tilted his head in confusion, not understanding why he had bumped into something so badly, even though the movement wasn't that big.

Despite the pain, the girl slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

"What are you still doing here? Trying to sleep with me? Get out of here!" Perhaps because she was still a little embarrassed, she looked at him with a mixture of shame and anger.

She's humiliating him like this, and he'll leave with a sour face in the next second. Then she'll have time to take out the ointment from her space and apply it lightly.

To everyone's surprise, Bai Guanqing remained motionless in the same spot. After a long silence, he spoke again: "You said you would let me follow you every step of the way."

Ni Qingcheng was furious: "Fine, then you can stay here. If you hurt even a single hair on my head, I won't let you get away with it."