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

After the auction officially began, Jiang Xiaohe sent people to keep an eye on Xia Ying, and to follow closely behind her if they saw her make a move.

Throughout the entire process, Xia Ying simply watched without making any move.

Even her expression was calm and composed, without any sadness or reluctance.

Jiang Xiaohe panicked; this wasn't what she expected! Her intention was to torment Xia Ying, so why was the other woman doing it so easily?!

Just as Jiang Xiaohe was pondering, the jewelry was sold, and she instantly lost all interest.

"This is boring, Brother Yun Shen, let's go back."

However, she couldn't resist mocking Xia Ying before leaving.

But she was surprised to see that the auction house staff invited Xia Ying to the VIP room!

A bad feeling flashed through Jiang Xiaohe's mind, and she hurriedly pulled Fu Yunshen along to follow.

"Ms. Xia, it's yours now." The lawyer looked at the signed contract and handed the document to Xia Ying.

When Xia Ying saw her mother's belongings, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.

"Sister, don't be sad, it's good that the things are back."

Song Shiyan stood in front of Xia Ying, taking over all her emotions.

Xia Ying hugged his waist, covered her face and cried, feeling the warmth of his body, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Just as the two were about to leave and deposit the jewelry in the bank safe deposit box, Jiang Xiaohe, who had witnessed everything, rushed in.

"Xia Ying, you're really something! Where did you get a million dollars? And you even got someone to auction it off for you. You're really cunning!"

Song Shiyan laughed and said, "Don't worry about where we got the million. Anyway, it wasn't borrowed by you. We know you're short of money, so we're using someone else's mother's belongings to make money."

After he finished speaking, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "If Auntie knew that you were bullying her daughter like this and even profiting from her suffering, do you think she wouldn't come looking for you tonight?"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaohe screamed as if she had been frightened. Forget about arguing with Xia Ying, she quickly left with Fu Yunshen.

Sitting in the car, she felt cold all over and angrily told the driver to turn off the air conditioning.

"Miss, I didn't turn on the air conditioner."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaohe broke down and screamed, demanding to find a sorcerer.

Fu Yun Shen watched this farce with cold eyes, without offering any words of comfort.

The two will register their marriage tomorrow, and three days later, he will be able to successfully take over the Fu Group, and Jiang Xiaohe will lose her usefulness.

He would then have a chance to atone for his sins to Yingying.

*

After Song Shiyan helped Xia Ying complete all the formalities, they went out for hot pot to celebrate.

"Sister, now you can finally get a good night's sleep, right?"

Last night he heard Xia Ying tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He was equally angry, already furious that Fu Yun Shen would do such a thing, and last night he was even more worried about what kind of stress reaction Xia Ying might have during the day.

Fortunately, everything is peaceful.

Xia Ying said somewhat embarrassedly, "You didn't sleep well last night either, did you? That room really wasn't very soundproof."

"It's okay, after my sister and I get married, we'll move to a bigger house."

Hearing this, Xia Ying laughed: "If we're going to get married, I'm afraid we can't register our marriage with each other, we can only..."

"No!"

Song Shiyan felt jealous at the thought of this scene.

Xia Ying said, "You're killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own."

After saying that, she didn't forget to put some meat on his plate to shut him up.

Song Shiyan laughed foolishly; he had indeed been a bit childish just now. As long as he could marry his sister, that was all that mattered, since they were one person anyway.

Little did anyone know that 24-year-old Song Shiyan learned about this when he made a phone call, and said in a cheeky manner, "Great, Yingying, we need a flower boy to deliver the ring, let him do it."

"Sister, don't say yes to him if he proposes, unless he can get a perfect score on the college entrance exam in math."

The two argued endlessly, and in the end, they both let Xia Ying choose.

"Yingying, are you really going to listen to him? Aren't I your favorite person?"

"Sister, I've already given in, but he's still bullying me. You can't side with him."

Xia Ying laughed so hard she bent over. In her opinion, although Song Shiyan was getting older, his personality remained the same; he was still a childish rascal.

"You guys keep arguing, I'm going to sleep."

Xia Ying stopped trying to be a perfect balance and chose to let the two men vying for her affections argue it out themselves.

Upon hearing this answer, the two stopped arguing and obediently said "Goodnight."

18-year-old Song Shiyan hung up the phone, hugged Xia Ying tightly, and carefully kissed her lips.

"Sister, I know my appearance was sudden, and he was the one who stayed with you through it all. You definitely value him more, but I don't care about that. Could you try to like 18-year-old Song Shiyan?"

Song Shiyan lowered his phoenix eyes. Although he was going to suffer in the competition with his future self, he knew that he could not win.

He tried to hide the desolation in his eyes, but the sadness overwhelmed him, leaving his innermost thoughts nowhere to hide.

Suddenly, Xia Ying bit his lip and gave him a flick on the forehead.

"Ayan, you're so stupid. Even across different timelines, your importance is irreplaceable. If I didn't like you, why would I kiss you?"

As soon as Xia Ying finished speaking, her lips were kissed by the boy in front of her. The kiss was clumsy and awkward, tentatively prying open her teeth and probing inside.

The lingering kiss made the air even more restless.

After the kiss ended, Song Shiyan picked Xia Ying up by the waist, carried her upstairs, and gently placed her on the large bed.

Goodnight, sister.

"etc--"

Xia Ying grasped Song Shiyan's wrist, her voice slightly shy, and said, "You...you can stay and sleep with me."

Song Shiyan's body stiffened, and the heat that had just subsided returned. He excitedly bent down and kissed Xia Ying's lips, continuing the lingering kiss from before.

When Song Shiyan woke up the next day, he felt like he was floating. Nothing is happier than receiving the approval of the person you like.

Moreover, it is...

The more Song Shiyan thought about it, the happier he became. After preparing breakfast for the two of them, he went upstairs to wake Xia Ying.

"Sister, eat your fill before you sleep."

Xia Ying, still half asleep, pushed him away and covered herself with the blanket.

"You eat... I'm so sleepy..."

"Okay, I'll save it for my sister."

Excited, Song Shiyan ran downstairs to collect his breakfast, then went back upstairs. After several such trips, Xia Ying could no longer bear it and pinned him to the bed.

"Go to sleep. You have too much energy. Sleep by yourself tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Song Shiyan repeatedly refused, pleading with Xia Ying while clinging to her tightly, and finally received a pardon.

*

Jiang Xiaohe looked at the marriage certificate in her hand. She had finally gotten what she wanted and was extremely happy.

Suddenly she remembered something, took out her phone and handed it to Fu Yunshen.

"By the way, Brother Yun Shen, I have something to show you. It seems that my sister really has a new love this time. Let's wish them well."