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

Chapter 223 The Infamous Young Lady 11

If he remembered correctly, that person was supposed to be confined to his room for a month as punishment? How come he's out so soon?

The man was dressed in a black outfit, and his expression was obscured by a frosted black mask. He seemed to glance at the man briefly before looking away.

Ni Qing leaned back in the carved wooden chair, closing her eyes to rest. Footsteps came from not far away, and she paused in her swaying movements. If it weren't for the fact that the person walking didn't make the sound of moving chains, she would have almost thought that Bai Guanqing had changed his nature.

She lazily opened her eyes. The person was backlit, so she couldn't see his face clearly, only his thin figure. She looked at him suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Zhou Lian's bloodshot eyes paused, then a surge of annoyance welled up inside him: "You've forgotten me, haven't you? You've had too many past grievances with me."

The original owner certainly wouldn't remember; her list of lovers stretched from here all the way to France. How could she possibly remember them all? Ni Qing would remember even less.

The girl glanced at him and said casually, "Who do you think you are that I should remember you? Do you have something to say?"

She chuckled softly, her gaze inadvertently lowering as something green flickered, catching her attention. She looked up again, puzzled, at his waist.

There hung a jade pendant of excellent quality, with the two characters "Zhou Lian" neatly engraved on it.

This has some impact.

Ni Qing suddenly perked up. This jade pendant was given to her by the original owner. At that time, she was so infatuated with this cold man that she spent a lot of money just to make him smile. She specially commissioned a craftsman to carve this jade pendant. She also had one with her own name on it, so they must be a pair.

"Zhou Lian??" she asked tentatively.

Zhou Lian's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a bit, and he gave a light "hmm," thinking that she was probably still angry and that's why she asked that question on purpose.

Why do women get so angry every day?

"Weren't you put in solitary confinement by me? Who let you out?" She frowned, her expression not as pleasant as he had expected.

Zhou Lian stared straight at her and said, "I know you're still angry. I just want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have been so blinded by greed that day."

Ni Qing slowly sat up straight, her somewhat rusty brain slowly starting to work. She remembered that this scoundrel had tried to frame her and lust after she discovered it, but he had been confined to his home.

I hadn't seen him for many days and almost forgot about him... even though he was a minor character in the original story.

"What is your purpose in coming here?" Her subordinates are mostly decisive and ruthless people, so it's impossible for them to release him so easily. It seems he must have sneaked away on his own.

Zhou Lian pondered for a moment, then murmured, "Purpose? I wanted to see you, so I came. Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

Ni Qing's eyes were slightly dry, and she closed them uncomfortably, but she still answered lazily, "Of course, with so many men in my backyard, how could I possibly be lenient with every single one of them?"

Zhou Lian stared intently at her: "I don't believe it! Then why don't you dare look me in the eye when you speak?"

Ni Qing: "?"

"Guards! Throw this lovestruck idiot out of here." She was too lazy to waste any more words on him. At her command, sparse footsteps immediately came from outside the door.

Zhou Lian was somewhat incredulous, but still stepped forward, somewhat like a cornered dog: "Ni Qing, how could you do this to me? You were the one who snatched me away back then. If it weren't for you, I would have passed the imperial examination long ago."

He sensed someone approaching from behind, immediately drew a sharp, cold dagger, and rushed to her side.

Ni Qing felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and as she opened them in a daze, a sharp blade was already pressed against her neck.

Ni Qing: "??" Good heavens, he's got a rebellious streak.