The villainous female supporting character becomes a heartthrob, and the powerful man successfully r

When Duan Jisong got home, he was still in a daze, his mind filled with Xia Ying's beautiful figure.

Jiang Ran was gentle and delicate, which aroused his protective instincts. But in his heart, she could never compare to the stunning Xia Ying.

"Brother Chen, why aren't you saying anything now that you're back?" Jiang Ran asked in surprise.

Her voice interrupted Duan Jisong's delusions, bringing him back to reality in an instant.

"Uh... I'm a little tired... I'm going to rest now."

Duan Jisong made up an excuse to leave, getting away from Jiang Ran. He tossed and turned in bed, and every time he closed his eyes, he saw Xia Ying.

After dinner, while Jiang Ran went back to her room to rest, Duan Jisong deliberately pulled his mother away and whispered, "Mom, Xia Ying is my little sister who grew up with me. Now she's all alone. How can a girl like her survive here? Should I bring her over?"

"No way, I won't agree! That little bitch Xia Ying isn't infuriating enough, and you want to support her?!"

Upon hearing this, Granny Duan became so anxious that she jumped up and down, raising her voice a bit, but Duan Jisong quickly stopped her.

"Mom, Xia Ying has four hundred yuan of our money. Besides, I asked a friend about that bracelet; it's worth three thousand. If you don't keep her with the Duan family, won't all this money just go to outsiders?"

"Three thousand? My God! That's too good for outsiders. Chenzi, Mom can tolerate it. You lure that little bitch over here, coax her for a while, and make her cough up all our money!"

Duan Jisong finally smiled after hearing this. He pointed to the room and said, "Mom, you'll have to talk to Ranran about that."

"I'm her mother-in-law, how could she not listen to me? Chenzi, don't worry about it. Even if she's unwilling, I'll keep her in check. She won't be able to cause any trouble."

The mother and son had planned things out very well, and Duan Jisong slept soundly that night, which was unusual for him.

The next day, after finishing his ideological education class, he went to wait for Xia Ying near the supply and marketing cooperative.

But when he entered the room, he found the political commissar waiting inside, followed by four or five fully armed comrades.

"Political Commissar, what's wrong...?"

"Comrade Duan Jichen, come with me. There are some things I need your cooperation with."

The political commissar's face was serious, and his tone left no room for argument. Duan Jisong sensed a huge ominous premonition, and his body reacted first. He was about to turn around and run out of the room when two people immediately ran out from behind him and blocked the doorway.

"Oh no—" Duan Jisong thought to himself, but he had no choice but to leave.

Meanwhile, at the Duan family home, Granny Duan was scolding Jiang Ran, who was lying in bed resting during her pregnancy, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Jiang Ran didn't move, so she slowly moved to open the door, where the investigation team was.

"You are Duan Jichen's family member, right?"

"Yes. Sir, what is this...?"

"We need your assistance, as well as Duan Jichen's spouse, Comrade Jiang Ran. Please cooperate."

Even though Granny Duan was illiterate, she knew that this matter was not simple.

"Boss, my son Chenzi hasn't done anything wrong. He did nothing wrong; someone must have bullied him!"

As soon as Granny Duan started shouting, the neighbors all came out to join in the fun, and quite a crowd gathered. Seeing this, the investigation team tried to persuade her again, but seeing that Granny Duan was still distressed and resistant, they had no choice but to take coercive measures and take her away.

Jiang Ran was more compliant. She had a vague suspicion in her mind and was now caught in a dilemma. What should she choose?

The investigation into Duan Jisong's case has begun, and Xia Ying, as the whistleblower, was immediately taken to the military's interrogation room.

Lu Huaisheng was afraid that she would be scared, so he disregarded the proper distance between men and women and leaned close to her, saying gently, "Yingying, they just want to know what's going on. Just tell them what you know, and don't be afraid of anything else."

"Brother Lu, I'm not afraid. I will cooperate fully with your work."

Xia Ying got into a military jeep and left. She arrived at the interrogation room, where she was greeted by two stern-faced middle-aged men.

He immediately pressed her, "Xia Ying, it was your fiancé, Duan Jisong, who died. Aren't you resentful?"

"No, it was Duan Jichen who died, it was Duan Jisong who is alive." Xia Ying's voice was fearless, and she did not panic when she met their scrutinizing eyes, answering their questions seriously.

Finally, she revealed her secret to identifying them.

"Ji Songge's earlobes are a bit larger, and he has a very small black mole on his lower right jaw. These can be noticed with careful observation."

The investigation team saw Xia Ying off; of course, they wouldn't believe only her side of the story. There was also Granny Duan, Jiang Ran, and Duan Jichen's former comrades.

They look alike, but the scars on their bodies, their habits, and the calluses on their hands from handling guns during training are all unique.

After reviewing all the statements, the investigation team became increasingly alarmed, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Now they can say with certainty that a stranger has infiltrated the army.

And they were slow to realize what was happening. If this person were an ordinary citizen, it would be fine, but if not, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Let him wait a little longer, break through his psychological defenses, and be sure to uncover his true intentions!"

*

Xia Ying was reading a book in her little room. The electric fan creaked and whirred, dispelling the summer heat.

Just then, a noise came from the doorway, followed by Lu Huaisheng's deep, magnetic voice, bringing a refreshing coolness to the sweltering summer.

"Yingying, it's me."

Xia Ying happily got out of bed and opened the door for him, taking the things from his hands and casually placing them on the table. As soon as she let go, she felt a weight on her shoulder.

Lu Huaisheng embraced her from behind, inhaling the faint jasmine scent emanating from her, and felt inexplicably at peace.

"Brother Lu, you're too tired. You should go straight home after get off work, don't come here, it's too much of a hassle."

"Yingying, because you're here, I don't feel like I've gone through a lot. On the way here, I was so happy because I was here to see you."

Lu Huaisheng had no intention of saying anything sweet; he was simply following his heart and stating his thoughts frankly.

Xia Ying thought this was more pleasant to hear than "I Like You a Thousand Times Over" (a song title).

"Sit down, I don't want to tire out Comrade Lu."

"Tired? Why would Yingying have such a misunderstanding? How long does a kiss last? If you didn't time it, you can start now."

Before Xia Ying could argue, Lu Huaisheng had already changed his position, pinning her against the door and kissing her fiercely.

After a tender kiss, Xia Ying's eyes were misty as she glared at him reproachfully.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You bit me so hard it hurts."

"Let me see..." He gently lifted Xia Ying's chin with his fingers, blew on it carefully, and his eyes became even more profound.

"Yingying, there are only five days left. Time is dragging on."

"Time flies when you finish your work."

Xia Ying teased him with a smile and quickly pushed him to sit down.

The atmosphere had grown increasingly intense, like dry wood meeting a raging fire. She felt she was about to lose control, so she desperately tried to find topics to distract herself.

At 10 p.m., Lu Huaisheng still showed no sign of leaving.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? You have to go to work tomorrow morning." Xia Ying grabbed Lu Huaisheng's arm, trying to pull him up, but due to inertia, she fell into his arms.

"Yingying, it's too late. Could you let me stay the night?"

"driver···"

"I've already sent Xiao Li back. Tell him to come pick me up early tomorrow."

Xia Ying looked at the cunning man in front of her, pretending to look troubled.

"It seems feasible to walk back to the Lu family from here."

"Yingying—" Lu Huaisheng pleaded, his cold face shining even brighter under the light. His clear, phoenix eyes reflected a dazzling light.

Xia Ying choked up; she simply couldn't resist this "honey trap."

"Let me make this clear first, you can only sleep inside."

As soon as Xia Ying relented, Lu Huaisheng carried her to the bed, rendering the agreement on distance and position meaningless.

Soon, the only light source in the room disappeared, and only the creaking sound of the fan could be heard, playing a melody in the darkness.