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

Chapter 163 My Dead Husband Came Back to Cling To Me 14

Ni Qing felt as if she were in an ice cave. The weather was still so hot, and it shouldn't be this cold even at night. What's more, she didn't wake up from the cold.

She lay on the bed with her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, looking uneasy.

The sleep paralysis sensation returned. She struggled to open her eyes and saw a dark figure standing in front of the bed. He was tall and slender, and his extraordinary bearing was faintly visible.

"It's okay, it's just a hallucination, the same as before," she silently reassured herself. Although she didn't know why she could occasionally see ghosts, it might be related to the male lead's abilities.

At first, the black mist was ethereal and vulnerable, but now it is solid and powerful, with each wisp exuding a bloody aura, as if it were alive.

She tried to move her fingers, attempting to wake herself. Her slender, pale fingertips curled slightly for a moment before being pressed down by a large, cold, pale hand.

Ni Qing: "!"

The sensations were incredibly intense; the last hallucination hadn't felt this real.

He scrutinized her with great interest, his gaze seemingly materializing, a mixture of love and hate. This woman seemed to have become less annoying than before, yet she was still entangled with Song Ziyu.

That man never liked her, so why is she so hung up on him?

He couldn't understand.

Wisps of ghostly energy seeped into the cracks without restraint.

In a daze, Ni Qing seemed to feel something spreading along her ankle, moving upwards, gently brushing against her slender calves, stirring restlessly on her bathrobe.

She was startled, and as her consciousness gradually returned, she immediately sat up in bed, trying to dispel the illusion. However, the ghostly figure did not disappear; he stood there, and as the mist dissipated, a pale and handsome young man was revealed.

Qin Boyue curled his lips, tilted his head, and looked down at her: "Are you scared to see me?" This seemed to be the first time he had appeared in front of her in his true form.

Now his power is growing stronger and stronger, and he can occasionally materialize into a physical form.

The other person seemed to be stunned by him and instinctively reached for the talisman by the bedside. However, the talisman had already been burned to ashes with a lighter. At this moment, she was no different from a fish on a cutting board.

Unable to find the talisman, she wanted to stay away from him.

Taking advantage of Qin Boyue's lack of intention to kill her, she immediately turned around, scrambled to the other side of the bed, and tried to put on her slippers and escape.

However, all this is in vain.

She felt her ankle being grabbed and roughly pulled back. She looked extremely disheveled, her eyes darting around guiltily. Qin Boyue stood calmly in place, still casually holding her ankle.

Let her completely face herself.

He saw the disgust and fear on Ni Qing's face, and the smile on her lips slowly disappeared without him noticing.

"Let me go! Why won't you let me go even if it means death!" She struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

The bathrobe I tied before bed has come undone a little.

Ni Qing couldn't help but shiver as her smooth, delicate skin was exposed to the cold air.

He hadn't noticed yet, and just said maliciously in his habit, "You should be glad that I would have killed you long ago." He released his hand and lazily pressed down on him.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the long-unseen moonlight shone in once again.

The young man slowly propped himself up on the bed, pinching her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him: "It's your honor."

The bathrobe completely fell apart.

Qin Boyue then belatedly noticed a patch of dazzling white skin, and his expression immediately turned strange, as if he had touched something too hot to handle, and he immediately stood up.

Ni Qing was finally rescued, and Qin Boyue left that very night.

The next day, she slowly sat up in bed, her head throbbing with pain – a lingering effect of not getting enough sleep.

The first thing he did after washing up was to find Sun Yuru. She sat casually in the high-level office, a wicked smile on her face: "I need all the information on this person within ten minutes."

This guy's acting is so pretentious, he's practically the epitome of a domineering CEO.

The assistant looked at him strangely, then earnestly retorted, "Boss, doxxing is illegal."

Ni Qing: "..." Something seems a little off.

But she still threatened with a smile, "You're the boss, and I'm the boss? You'll do what I say, right? If you keep whining, I'll transfer you to another position, you hear me?"

The assistant immediately fell silent, silently reassuring herself that she was the boss, she was the boss, and as long as there was a salary, she could do any odd job.

It couldn't be finished within ten minutes, and about half an hour later, the assistant finally arrived late with the folder. He respectfully handed over the documents, saying, "Here you are, boss."

Ni Qing accepted it with a reserved air, without finding fault with why he was so late. Upon turning the first page, she saw a character introduction prominently displayed.

Name: Sun Yurou.

Gender: Female.

Education: Studied Fine Arts at Astan University, with extensive experience in campus activities, frequently winning awards and scholarships in competitions.

Desired position: Human Resources Department.

Ni Qing: "..."

She looked at her assistant with slight difficulty: "This is..."

The assistant, completely unaware, said, "This is her resume. She applied for a job at our company before, but it turned out she was a short-term employee pretending to be long-term, and the manager fired her. Are you going to bring her back?"

Wow, there's this whole network of connections.

She forced a smile. Oh well, at least she knew which university it was.

So she made a phone call, told the driver to wait downstairs, then ordered some takeout for breakfast, and only after eating did she leisurely go downstairs.

The sleek black luxury car was parked conspicuously at the intersection. She opened the door, climbed into the back seat, and ordered, "Go to Astan University." Ni Qing was already getting excited. Find some trouble, find a fake Taoist priest, and her story would be complete.

The car was driven very steadily, and the driver didn't talk casually. We quickly passed through a series of traffic lights and arrived at the entrance of Astan University.

The university is luxuriously decorated, full of European style, with majestic buildings full of retro charm, and the green belts are vibrant and well-maintained.

No wonder the woman has to do odd jobs to earn money; judging by the storefront, she probably needs to pay a lot of tuition fees.

She opened the car door with elegance, exuding an innate air of nobility that instantly attracted a lot of attention.

This includes Sun Yuru, the female lead who is about to graduate.

She was probably a little guilty; it was the first time she'd helped a vengeful ghost deceive someone, and now the ghost was definitely coming after her.

However, she didn't regret it. She took the initiative to approach Ni Qing, feigning surprise, "What brings you to this academy?"

She thought that even a wealthy family would give her some face in public, but she underestimated Ni Qing's character.

The other person slightly raised their chin, looking down at me condescendingly, and said, "You actually dared to lie to me?"