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

Chapter 107 The Vicious Junior Sister in an Online Game Novel 22

The absurd masquerade ball finally came to an end. Ni Qing's group performed exceptionally well, reaping great rewards, earning credits and prize money. Since then, she and Jiang You seem to have been separated by a barrier.

She seemed to have returned to a stagnant life, going back and forth between the school classroom and her part-time job every day, only playing games once every few days.

Jiang You was as busy as ever, barely touching the ground, and the two seemed to have little interaction anymore.

Qin Yao was greatly affected by the online backlash and stopped playing as frequently, vaguely indicating that she was considering quitting the game altogether.

Ni Qing had been unable to meet Jiang You, so she naturally had no idea whether he had been feeling down lately.

Perhaps it was her long-term irregular eating habits that caused her to experience frequent stomach pains recently, leaving her with no choice but to go to the school clinic every day.

She stood at the door of the school clinic and knocked. A gentle and kind voice came from inside.

"Please come in," the woman inside said gently.

The girl pursed her lips. The cramps in her abdomen made it difficult for her to stand up straight. Her skin, which was already fair and translucent, now appeared even paler and sickly.

Her pale lips were dry and bleeding. She wiped the fine beads of cold sweat from her forehead and slowly walked inside.

The aunt had short, curly hair, and her face, covered with fine lines, looked weathered yet kind. She wore a clean white coat and had reading glasses in her pocket.

When Ni Qing came in, she was still tending to the flowers and plants on the table. Seeing who it was, she sighed helplessly, "Little girl, it's you again."

The other person smiled shyly and sat down in the chair.

"I told you long ago that you need to eat on time to stay healthy. Look how skinny you are..." The school doctor nags as usual, but the girl remains silent with a smile.

The aunt knew that she still hadn't listened.

But as usual, I prescribed a few boxes of stomach medicine and instructed, "Take it half an hour after you finish eating. Remember not to take it on an empty stomach. Drink plenty of hot water."

Ni Qing nodded like a chick pecking at rice, paid the money, and walked out. The school clinic door was the kind that opens when you pull it open; she had just put her hand on the handle and hadn't had a chance to open the door yet.

The door opened from the outside.

The boy, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, was dressed neatly and cleanly. He had a high and straight nose with a smooth, superior nose bridge. He always had a nonchalant smile on his face.

At this moment, however, her eyelashes were drooping, she looked listless, her full lips were tightly pursed, and her eyelids were drooping.

The moment he saw Ni Qing, his eyes flickered slightly in surprise, but he calmly curled the corners of his lips and said, "What a coincidence."

He glanced at the sign for the school clinic on the door out of the corner of his eye, then thought to himself, this coincidence is worse than no coincidence at all.

Hearing this, the aunt turned her gaze back, asking in confusion, "Jiang You, do you know this little girl?"

Jiang You nodded politely. He had come to get cold medicine for his roommate, but unexpectedly ran into Ni Qing, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

She frowned and began to pour out her grievances: "This girl's stomach is about to rot, and she still won't eat properly. She won't listen to me. Since she's your friend, you should keep a closer eye on her."

The boy paused, glancing at the frail-looking Ni Qing. The latter lowered her head even further, seemingly somewhat uneasy.

Ni Qing hesitated for a moment, but decided to leave first.

The boy's emotions subsided, and even his voice became somewhat low: "Don't go, wait for me at the door." He then walked steadily into the inner room and picked up the cold medicine his roommate had ordered.

He didn't seem worried at all that Ni Qing would leave.

When he turned around and saw the girl still standing quietly at the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two left almost side by side, the atmosphere silent and tense the whole way. Logically speaking, Jiang You was good at livening up the atmosphere and sweet talk, so the atmosphere shouldn't have been this cold.

Ni Qing stopped and looked at him, her tone as calm and soft as ever: "Is there something you need, senior?"

Jiang You almost jumped up in anger.

But he still tried his best to control his restless emotions, and said in a calm tone, "Why don't you eat on time?" He belatedly realized that he was too cold, so he said sarcastically, "Could it be that you still can't forget your senior after we broke up?"

He thought that if that were the case, he could reluctantly invite her to dinner.

Ni Qing suddenly looked up, took a few steps back in slight panic, and said, "No! Nothing's wrong, I'll be going now." She turned around and prepared to leave quickly.

Jiang You frowned, instinctively reaching out to grab it, but his fingertips only touched the thin hem of the garment.

He stood there silently watching the other person walk away. Only when the person was out of sight did he turn and leave as if nothing had happened.

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This chance encounter was fleeting, like a brief interlude. From then on, Jiang You became melancholy, his usually smiling eyes now as still as water.

When I returned to the dormitory, I would be met with subtle stares from my three roommates.

"Brother Jiang, why aren't you being sexy anymore?" Zheng Wenjie asked, puzzled.

Normally, if he said that, the other person would immediately become sarcastic, but at this moment he remained calm and said indifferently, "Do you have the computer science department's course schedule?"

Zhang Yang raised his hand: "I have one, but how are you going to repay your grandfather?"

The boy smiled, as if he had returned to the past, and took out the lunchbox from the bag: "I can treat you to black chicken soup."

The three, still oblivious, readily agreed: "The classmate you were holding hands with the other day was from the computer science department?"

Jiang You nodded: "Yes, I want her to be my girlfriend."

Song Kun was dumbfounded: "Weren't you extremely unwilling back then? And you even told us not to make wild guesses."

The young man thought for a moment, then said earnestly and honestly, "The last wife who said that died a few days later."

The three remained silent. "Where did you learn that from?"

Whenever Jiang You looked this serious, it was never a good sign; they knew him inside and out. Sure enough, he inexplicably spoke again: "The Story of Pigs and Cabbage."

Three people: "..."

The white lunchbox contained a stewed chicken soup with angelica and astragalus, its golden color glistening with a layer of oil. The soup was thick and rich, and the chicken meat looked like that of an old hen, making it quite nutritious and very appetizing.

If Jiang You, who had obtained Ni Qing's class schedule, had a tail, it would have been wagging like a whirlwind by now. He urged with a smile, "Eat it while it's hot, I made it myself."

Zheng Wenjie, Song Kun, and Zhang Yang were so moved they didn't know what to do. Even their own mothers wouldn't spend so much time making chicken soup for their sons.

Moreover, he's the student council president, and he's so busy.

Although Jiang You seems like a coward, he's actually quite good when he gets serious.

The three of them happily pushed the table together, each filled a disposable plastic bowl with soup and a little chicken, and took a bite with great anticipation.