The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script

The driver honked the horn, and soon the door of the villa was opened, and a man and two women came from inside, who appeared to be the housekeepers and servants of the Shen family.

"This is Uncle Cheng, the housekeeper, as well as Aunt Qiu and her daughter Qiu Lanxi." Gan Caizhi introduced to Shen Yiling when she drove out the door: "They have all been here for many years, and you can find anything when your mother is away. them."

Uncle Cheng, who was approaching, took her bag and said without looking into the car, "Madam, you are back. Mr. Shen called back just now to ask about the situation. He said that the company has an important meeting to leave. No, I'll be back early in the evening."

The smile on Gan Caizhi's face stopped, and her tone faded: "I see, you take the eldest lady's things in, and move carefully."

"Yes."

Only then did Uncle Cheng and Aunt Qiu remember that there was their future eldest lady in the car, and greeted Shen Yiling who was about to get off the bus with a bright smile: "Welcome, Miss, home."

Shen Yiling smiled and let it go to the side calmly. Even though she knew that these people were servants, she was still not used to them bowing to her.

The Shen family can be regarded as a wealthy family in Yunzhou City, and the old man Shen has been praised by many people for his charity work all the year round, and Shen Huaihong has also taken the management of the Shen family to a higher level after inheriting his position.

Gan Caizhi resented that Shen Huaihong didn't come home because of the meeting. She could understand that he had important cooperation to discuss in the morning and couldn't pick up his daughter in person, but he promised to come back before her daughter came home, but now he has you lied.

Don't the children they haven't seen in seventeen years have a meeting that matters?

Gan Caizhi felt sad in her heart. In order not to make Shen Yiling feel left out, she became more gentle and warm, and held her hand tightly and was unwilling to let go.

The two entered the room, and Uncle Cheng, who was still standing beside the car, discussed in a low voice.

"It's so beautiful. Madam Shen was a rare beauty in Yunzhou back then. The eldest lady looks even better than when she was young." I have to admit that the genes of the Shen family are indeed outstanding, and Shen Yiling is even more attractive long.

Aunt Qiu didn't dare to look at Gan Caizhi in front of her, but Shen Yiling had a face that she couldn't forget at a glance. Her face was not bright, but she was soft and beautiful, with curved eyebrows, a delicate but straight nose, and her lips were not. The fatting color is a light powder.

The most unforgettable thing is the pair of apricot eyes that look like autumn water. When looking at people with a little alienation, they don't feel that she is difficult to get close to.

"In the end, it's his own." Uncle Cheng followed with a blurry look in his eyes: "I haven't seen her looking around since before entering the door, so she can hold it."

They have been able to see people after working in the Shen family for so many years. Shen Yiling's indifferent temperament makes people subconsciously ignore the pale blue sweater on her body, which is completely unexpected for more than ten years. There has never been a poor town.

Hearing the two compliment Shen Yiling, Qiu Lanxi pouted and whispered, "How can you say that she is so good, her looks are all born. In my opinion, her temperament is not as good as that of Shu Yu, who looks like a daughter. Miss, no one else can learn it if they want to."

She was talking about going to the back to open the trunk, and after seeing what was inside, she exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Mom, come and see, what is this!"

"What's wrong?" Aunt Qiu was taken aback by her, and when she rushed over to check, she didn't see anything else, only two worn-out snakeskin bags with red and white plaids, "Just two bags, what did you see. "

"What kind of bag is this? It's dirty and torn, doesn't she even have a suitcase? Here is a workbook... If you can't buy this thing, why not bring it here?" Qiu Lanxi stared at it. Vice can't believe it.

Aunt Qiu didn't expect that Shen Yiling would be so poor, she sighed lightly, then raised her eyebrows and hit her daughter, pressing her voice to warn: "You girl is making a fuss, if the lady hears this, you will feel better. , don't be stunned, hurry up and take things in."

Qiu Lanxi lowered her head and glanced at the hand she had just finished applying the hand cream, then looked at the snakeskin bag with the hard edges, and tutted in disgust, "Sure enough, he grew up in the countryside."

Aunt Qiu and Uncle Cheng stopped talking.

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Gan Caizhi and Shen Yiling walked around the villa for a long time, from the living room downstairs with all kinds of antique red wine and a dark piano to the small gym next to it, and then from the home theater to the study rooms upstairs, except for the bedroom. Let her in, and take her everywhere else.

When opening the door of the last room, Gan Caizhi's eyes showed a little expectation: "Yi Ling, this is the room that my mother arranged for you. Do you like it?"

The room is south-facing and has good lighting. The whole is simple and warm in cream style. The bay window larger than the bed in the old house is covered with blankets and dolls. There is no shortage of single sofas, bookcases and small coffee tables. Flat mirror, push open to see the cloakroom.

"It's beautiful, I like it very much." Shen Yiling had seen such a room on TV when she grew up, and she sincerely thanked Gan Caizhi.

"I'm your mother, these are what I should do." Gan Caizhi's heart was soft and messy. In fact, in order to make up for her daughter, this was the first time she spent so much energy on arranging the room. Fortunately, Shen Yiling liked it.

She patted her daughter's head lovingly, "It's been a long journey. You should rest in your room first. I'll let Aunt Qiu pack up your belongings, and I'll talk about the rest when your father and the others come back."

Shen Yiling said hello and watched Gan Caizhi close the door and leave.

When there was only one person left in the room, she let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that she was not as calm as she seemed.

Shen Yiling longed for family affection from the bottom of her heart. In all fairness, if she didn't know the ending in advance, she would be very attentive to maintain this blood relationship, but according to the plot, the people of the Shen family would hate her in the future. are also them.

She would rather not have the fleeting family affection. She thought she could ignore it, but when Gan Caizhi appeared as a mother and helped her arrange everything, she couldn't turn a blind eye.

When he was upset, the faint voice of 0013 appeared again.

0013: [Do you find it difficult to accept that now Gan Caizhi clearly likes you so much, including your father, brother and brother, even if he doesn't care about you that much, he won't step on you in the back. 】

0013: [I know what you're thinking secretly, reducing contact won't solve the problem, what you can do is change their opinion of you in every contact, and I'm the only one who knows how the plot develops... oh, I'm not people. 】

Shen Yiling said in a flat tone, "Just say what you want to say."

0013: [Then I said, someone in the group needs your help. The best way to solve the problem is to face the problem and start the task, Ollie! 】

Shen Yiling: "..."

Sure enough, it is a colorless and invisible system, and even the character is inaccurate.

But there's nothing wrong with what it said. She should solve this problem when she's a puppet.

She took out her mobile phone to open the group chat, and frowned when she saw the familiar page: "65 people, I remember yesterday was 64."

0013 didn't hide it: [You are really careful, a new person did come in the middle of the night last night, but her blackening value is temporarily low, so don't worry. 】

"..." It's strange if you don't worry, so every now and then a task of hers will come in, so she can't complete it for all ages!

Shen Yiling was too lazy to argue with 0013 again. She focused her attention on those group members. Because of their lack of subjective awareness, they would regard the group that appeared in their minds as a tree hole for complaining. If you don't post something for a long time, you will not get used to it.

At this time, they were chatting hotly.

[Researcher at the end of the world: He has become a zombie. I will go to accompany him when the research results of water purification come out. His stepsister is not worthy to stand by his side, and if it weren't for her, he would not become a zombie! 】

[Sister who married the heroine: Fuck! My fiancé is actually not a disabled ugly man? Is he the owner of the wealthy family? ! So my loser sister is now a wife? Do you think my life is too long to be mad at me! 】

[The beautiful roommate of the ordinary heroine: Kiss, I suggest you grab your husband back~]

[Top model in the entertainment industry: Agree, you can't take your sister cheap! 】

【…】

Shen Yiling wanted to scold people, so what about the rich and powerful family owner, the man who pushed out by himself would hold back no matter how unwilling he was.

Besides, three-legged men are rare, can't two-legged men be better?

Shen Yiling didn't feel much sympathy for this female supporting role, but wanted to pull her out for a lesson.

The people who are online today and yesterday are not the same group of people. They can't chat with each other privately, and they don't want to help other group members. They will only add fuel to the flames.

Shen Yiling picked the one who looked the most helpful from a group of giggling female supporting roles. It was a daughter of a Hou's mansion. Her remarks were very interesting. She probably meant that her concubine sister invited her to the banquet. It was eating, drinking, enjoying flowers, and only after she went to find out that it was actually a poetry conference about flower appreciation, but she had no ink on her chest, and she was a salted fish who realized that no talent is a woman.

The daughter of the Hou residence meant that her sister deliberately wanted to make her look ugly, because her favorite fourth prince was also in this poetry conference.

Regardless of whether that sister did it on purpose or not, as a young genius Shen Yiling who memorized the three hundred Tang poems by heart, she felt that her opportunity had come.

"I can chat with them privately, right? They can see the messages I send?" She rarely took the initiative to ask 0013. After getting a positive answer, she clicked on the blank avatar of the daughter of Hou's family, and saw her material.

Name: Zhou Jiaojiao

Status: Daughter of Hou Fu

Age: 14

Blackening value: 30% (blackening potential stocks)

Props (gifts): Empty

I'm only 14 years old, and I want to fall in love at the age when my intelligence has just developed. At this age, I should be immersed in the ocean of knowledge. Of course, if I don't learn anything, I will make a fool of myself.

Shen Yiling edited the chat content while complaining secretly, and sent a long series of messages in a few minutes.

[Shen Yiling: Do you want to overwhelm the crowd at the Poetry Conference? Here are some textbooks for you to refer to as appropriate. 】

[Shen Yiling: 1. The grass is green, willow, and yellow, and the peach blossoms are fragrant with plum blossoms (pay attention to the season, if it is not spring, please skip this sentence) 2. The lotus leaves are infinitely green in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun (available in summer) 3... ]

[Shen Yiling: Once again, please refer to it as appropriate! 】

Looking at the nearly 1,000-word verse on the chat interface, Shen Yiling withdrew from WeChat with satisfaction, quite low-key with hidden merit and fame.

"Should be enough? From peach blossoms, azaleas, apricot blossoms, pear blossoms and cherry blossoms in spring, to summer lotuses, sunflowers and water lilies... Most of the flowers are arranged in every season." Shen Yiling was still thinking about those verses just now, after a few seconds, suddenly Sitting up from the bed: "There are still no arrangements for peony flowers. The ancients liked to see peony flowers too much."

Having said that, she has returned to the chat box and sent several paragraphs of peony poems in the past.

0013, who witnessed her silently producing twenty or thirty poems in less than ten minutes, was at a loss for words: [Enough, she won't be able to watch it any more. 】

It somehow felt that, given enough time, she could compose a few poems on her own.

Since 0013 had said enough, Shen Yiling didn't continue to post, "Okay, let's do this first."

She responded, put down her phone, turned her head and looked around the room.

From Wanshui Town to Yunzhou City, she only drank a sip of water. She felt thirsty when she was free, but there was no water in the room, so she was going to the kitchen.

Just standing up, two new messages popped up on the phone, from the daughter of Hou's residence.

[Daughter-in-law of Houfu: Thank you for the group leader! ! ! 】

[Daughter of Hou Fu: Let me see if I can get this little **** this time! ! ! 】

From these ten exclamation points, Shen Yiling felt the young lady's excitement, as if there was a cute little girl in a Chinese dress, but she was gnashing her teeth.

Shen Yiling chuckled lightly, put the phone in her pocket, opened the door and walked out.

Gan Caizhi didn't know what to do, there was no one in the living room downstairs.

The kitchen on the first floor was in a semi-closed state, and there was no way to take a mirror whether it was inside or outside, so Shen Yiling only knew that there was someone inside when she walked to the door.

The people inside were chatting, and the object of discussion was himself.

The author says:

The verses refer to "Three Poems of Spring Thoughts" by Tang Jiazhi, "Dawn out of Jingci Temple and Send Lin Zifang" by Yang Wanli

If it weren't for the lack of talent for writing poetry, I would have written a few original sentences (dog head)

Don't worry about whether it will hit the poem, those in the group are female supporting roles in the book, they are all fictional times