Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

Lu Jingci clenched his fists tightly, feeling his blood rushing backward and his temples throbbing.

In all his years, he had never been so fooled or felt so humiliated.

Is he only worth 300 yuan? No, the note says: 300 is too much, he doesn't even deserve 300!

He was treated like a gigolo, used and discarded, and then given such terrible reviews, with people saying he was no good and his skills were poor.

Despite how hard he worked last night, he was barely holding back and almost exploded, yet he kept servicing her, and she still called him a gigolo.

Lu Jingci's face was frighteningly dark, his sickly eyes were gloomy and deep, his veins were bulging, and his shoulders were trembling violently.

He can't get angry.

He pretended to have amnesia to deceive Ningning first, and Ningning is probably taking revenge on him.

If he can't control his obsession and domineering nature, an even bigger "wife-chasing hell" awaits him, so he absolutely cannot get angry.

It's just that he's not good enough; he can prove himself next time, and that will be enough.

Don't get angry, you absolutely mustn't get angry.

He needed to stay calm, so he started taking deep breaths and reassuring himself several times.

Half an hour later, he managed to suppress the emotions surging on his face.

inside the room.

Lu Jingci forced a smile, maintaining his usual gentle demeanor, though he was secretly grinding his teeth to powder.

He opened his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and dialed Ningning's number.

As long as there is even a sliver of hope that he can be forgiven, he cannot give up. Perhaps Ningning's note was just a joke, and maybe Ningning has already forgiven him in her heart.

He needs to call and find out.

"Beep beep...beep..."

In the quiet room, the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Lu Jingci stared at the screen, his heart first rising with hope, then sinking little by little.

Ningning probably recognized his number and deliberately didn't answer.

This shows that she really wanted to deny it and that she was just playing him last night.

He gripped his phone tightly, took a deep breath, and dialed a number he had just changed. Ningning didn't know this number.

This time the call went through.

"Hello, who is it?" Xu Wuning's voice came through.

Lu Jingci's expression changed instantly, tears welling in his eyes, his voice weak and low as he sobbed, "Ningning, it's me, Lu Jingci..."

There was a pause on the other end for a few seconds, followed by an eerie silence.

Then came Xu Wuning's lazy voice: "Ugh, the signal's so bad, I can't hear who's talking... What's wrong? Is the company signal acting up lately?"

Secretary Liu replied earnestly, "Mr. Xu, the company's signal is fine."

"Maybe there's something wrong with my phone," Xu Wuning said casually. "I'll hang up now."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up..."

Lu Jingci panicked immediately.

What does Ningning mean? Why did she hang up the phone as soon as she heard it was him? Was she doing it on purpose?

He clenched his knuckles with gritted teeth, but when he opened his mouth, his imposing manner faltered. He sniffed, and his voice turned into a pitiful, broken whisper:

"Ningning, don't hang up yet. I just want to say one thing: do you remember that you promised to forgive me last night?"

It was quiet for a long time over there.

"Last night? What did I promise you?" Xu Wuning asked casually. "I didn't see you last night, I just ordered a duck."

Lu Jingci: "..."

Fine, she just won't admit it.

He closed his eyes, his chest heaved twice, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, but he still forced a smile onto his lips, making his face almost stiff.

He began to shed tears in a humble manner, with a hint of cautious pleading and an overwhelming sense of grievance:

"Ningning, you can't play games with me like this, you can't go back on your word, I'll get angry."

Upon hearing the word "playing around," Xu Wuning's tone immediately turned cold, just as callous as when she pried his fingers off one by one at the company entrance that day.

She called his name, emphasizing each word: "Lu Jingci, so what?"

"Don't forget, you were the one who tricked me first. You liar, you haven't been forgiven yet."

"I didn't see you at all last night. I just lifted the covers and saw a duck. Don't talk nonsense here. I'll hang up now. You should reflect on your actions and behave yourself."

"I'm still angry. If you dare call me again, I'll beat you up!"

Lu Jingci was about to speak again: "Ningning, I..."

The call was disconnected.

Lu Jingci wanted to fight back, but didn't dare, so he could only sit down on the bed dejectedly.

His eyes were filled with sorrowful tears, and his dark hair was disheveled. Just as Liang Qinghe said, he now looked more like a wolf who had failed to catch a sheep.

No, Grey Wolf has a wife when he goes home, but he doesn't.

Even if Grey Wolf gets hit by a frying pan and sent flying, it's his wife who knocks him away, not him.

He has nothing.

Lu Jingci felt even more grief-stricken. Looking at the ceiling, another tear rolled down her cheek.

No, he couldn't give up. Even if Ningning rejected him over the phone, he should go to the company and ask her in person. Maybe Ningning would soften and forgive him when she saw him.

Thinking of this, hope rekindled in Lu Jingci's eyes.

He made a phone call, had someone deliver a new suit, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, tidied his hair, and headed towards the company.

Ningning, he's here.

……

the company.

When Lu Jingci arrived, he took the elevator and went straight to the general manager's office.

The passing employees bowed respectfully and said, "President Lu."

Lu Jingci nodded in acknowledgment, his mind solely focused on seeing Ningning as soon as possible.

As he approached the office door, before even entering, he heard Xu Wuning's clear laughter coming from inside.

Ningning was talking to someone and laughing happily.

Lu Jingci was a little jealous. Ningning had never smiled at him like that before. He wondered who was inside that could make her so happy.

He gripped the doorknob, about to turn it and go inside.

At this moment, Secretary Liu saw him, walked over, and called out, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Xu is inside discussing the contract with Mr. Jiang. Shall I go in and inform him for you?"

In an instant.

Lu Jingci's face darkened. "What did you say? Jiang Xu'an is inside?"

Realizing his emotions were off, he quickly reverted to his gentle and kind demeanor. "Okay, I understand. You can go now. I'm not here for anything important, I just came to check on Ningning. Since she's busy negotiating the contract, I'll be leaving in a bit."

Secretary Liu nodded: "Yes, Mr. Lu."

Secretary Liu left; her figure had just disappeared from sight.

in situ.

Lu Jingci gritted his teeth and quietly turned the doorknob, revealing a crack in the door.

He saw the scene inside through the crack.

Xu Wuning smiled, her eyes crinkling, and Jiang Xu'an also smiled warmly.

The two had apparently signed a contract and were reminiscing about their university days.

Xu Wuning laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Senior, you still remember that?"

Jiang Xu'an laughed heartily, "Of course I remember, I still remember back then..."

Outside.

Lu Jingci's fingers clenched tightly beneath his sleeves, and a sinister, morbid darkness surged in his eyes beneath his gloomy eyelashes.

He was like someone in the gutter, spying on everything that was happening before his eyes, watching Ningning and the others' laughter and joy.

At this moment, the gentle mask he had forcibly put on completely vanished, and he reverted to his former sinister and obsessive self.

If Ningning never forgives him, he can try his whole life, but he absolutely cannot tolerate Jiang Xu'an, this male third party, destroying his and Ningning's family!

Why is he so bothered by Jiang Xu'an's existence?

It's because Jiang Xu'an's personality is exactly what Ningning likes!

His murderous aura intensified, and he began to lose control. Ningning, it was his...

It belongs to him alone; no one can take it from him...