Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Xiaohua just took a bite of the cake and felt it was delicious.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Zhao Ling's words, he raised his head blankly.

Zhao Ling stopped looking at her, and turned his gaze to Liu Wenhui, saying, "Mother-in-law, this pimple soup is really unpalatable, isn't it?"

Without waiting for Liu Wenhui to react, she immediately turned her head, looked at Qi Shuyang in the room and said in a loud voice: "Husband, Xiaohe's cooking skills are really bad, and the food he cooks is really unpalatable, don't you think so?"

Qi Shu paused and remained silent, but looked at Zhao Ling with cold eyes.

Zhao Xiaohe also stared at Zhao Ling fiercely, clenching his fists in anger.

Zhao Ling smiled at her and raised his eyes to look at his task panel.

[Side mission: Rumor-mongering female chef's skills have been completed 100%, and the reward is 3 points of physical strength. Do you want to claim it? 】

Zhao Ling's eyes lit up and he immediately raised his hand and clicked to receive it.

In an instant, countless warm currents hit her limbs, making her feel like she was immersed in light waves.

In just a moment, I felt that my sore hands and feet became stronger and stronger.

So magical?

Zhao Ling's eyes widened.

She looked at the panel again and found that the completed side tasks had turned gray, while other unfinished tasks were still red.

So, this loophole was exploited successfully, right?

Zhao Ling couldn't help but purse her lips and smile. When she looked away, she realized that the three people at the table were looking at her strangely.

She understood that it was probably because she suddenly stretched out her hand in the air just now, which made them confused again.

Zhao Ling didn't explain. Instead, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip of pimple soup.

After putting down the bowl, he praised Zhao Xiaohe with a smile: "Xiaohe's craftsmanship is really good. I love making this wild vegetable pimple soup every day."

The face changes very quickly.

Zhao Xiaohe frowned.

She put her hands on the small bench and couldn't help but move back.

Has Zhao Ningning’s brain been damaged?

Are you sick?

[Zhao Ningning is really sick, and very sick]

【She is so abnormal and abnormal!】

[Oh, if you want to clear your name, just dream about it]

[No sisters, did you really not notice what Zhao Ningning’s hands were doing? 】

[I recorded the screen, wait for me to play it back to observe]

[Zhao Ningning’s attitude is inconsistent. I think she...]

【There is a serious brain disease!!】

[Good news for everyone, the popularity of the live broadcast room has dropped out of the top 50]

[Throw flowers, scatter flowers, and tell Bitch Zhao to get out of here]

【……】

Zhao Ling had a good appetite. He ate two cakes and drank a large bowl of pimple soup.

After eating and drinking, she looked at Zhao Xiaohe and said with a smile, "I'm going to trouble Xiaohe with my medicine."

Zhao Xiaohe turned away from her in disgust and didn't look at her at all.

Zhao Ling stood up, glanced at Qi Shu who was leaning on the bedside in the room, and entered the room minding his own business.

The system called again in my mind.

Zhao Ling stood in front of the bed and said: "The success of the mission means that I did not violate the rules. Why do you want to punish me?"

The system said: "I'm warning you for the last time, you are only allowed to communicate with the system in your mind."

"I understand." Zhao Ling lay half on the bed and said, "Anyway, I have completed the task, and you have no reason to punish me. If you dare to punish me casually, I will complain to you."

Zhao Ling said casually, but the system paused for a moment.

She raised her head suddenly and thought, is there really a channel for complaint?

Now that we have KPIs, it is reasonable to set up a complaint channel, right?

Zhao Ling secretly clicked on the system panel and looked around, but couldn't find the complaint button. He only saw a message board for anchors.

Anchor?

Zhao Ling didn't quite understand it, but after poking at it casually, he found that he could write on it too.

Zhao Ling said enthusiastically: "The experience is extremely poor. I recommend changing the system."

After finishing writing, she clicked submit.

The next second the system popped up: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Ling put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and pretended that nothing happened.

The system communicated with her to no avail, and she disappeared into the void again, but the live broadcast room became lively again.

[I compared the live broadcasts of the previous screen recordings together, and there is definitely something wrong with Zhao Ningning]

【What's the problem? Lack of conscience or immorality? 】

[The sister in front laughed me to death hahahaha]

[Seriously, she seems to be under control]

[Written, continue to compile, how many cents per piece does it cost? The floor is washed so hard]

[Wori, I’m serious. If you don’t believe me, I’ll post it on the next forum and you can see for yourself]

[Brother, I’m coming right now. If there’s no problem, I’ll smash your head in]

[If you lie, you will be struck by lightning, little cutie]

【……】

It's getting dark outside.

After Zhao Xiaohe finished his work, he entered the house.

Farmers are reluctant to light oil lamps. Qi's family is now extremely poor, and they have no idea of ​​burning money.

Therefore, Zhao Xiaohe walked into the house in the dark and lay down on the simple bed in the dark.

Xiaohua went to bed with Liu Wenhui. Next door was Qi Shu, who was extremely quiet.

Zhao Ling remained silent. Zhao Xiaohe thought she was asleep and called softly: "Sister-in-law?"

Zhao Ling said nothing.

Zhao Xiaohe turned over, and after a while, he sat up again.

As soon as she walked to the door, Zhao Ling coughed.

Zhao Xiaohe immediately looked tense and said: "I...I'm going to the toilet."

Zhao Ling still said nothing.

Zhao Xiaohe was very vigilant and asked softly again: "Sister-in-law, are you asleep?"

Zhao Ling snored lightly.

Zhao Xiaohe felt relieved and turned around and left the house.

As soon as she left, Zhao Ling opened his eyes.

It was pitch dark outside as usual, with the sky at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn and a bit of coolness at night.

Knowing that this little girl was looking for Ling Yehan, Zhao Ling didn't stop her. He just put his hands under his head and started thinking about his future.

You can't go back, but you can't just surrender.

The fate of a vicious female supporting character is certain death, but Zhao Ling didn't want to die such a useless death.

Isn't it okay for her to be a passerby instead of a supporting actress?

Can’t passerby A have a happy ending?

Zhao Ling turned sideways and looked at the closed door.

As long as she didn't get in front of Ling Yehan, she could basically avoid 90% of the fatal injuries. It didn't matter where the remaining 10% came from, since she wouldn't die anyway.

So the next thing she has to do is to improve her family's conditions and eat and drink enough first.

If you want to become rich and well-off, of course you have to have a good relationship with Zhao Xiaohe, the heroine of Koi Luck!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

In a daze, when he heard Zhao Xiaohe opening the door and coming back, Zhao Ling muttered: "Back?"

It was originally a rant in a dream, but Zhao Xiaohe was so shocked that he was stunned.

She stayed there for a moment, and when Zhao Ling showed no reaction, she tiptoed back to the bed.

On the second day, when Zhao Ling woke up, Zhao Xiaohe had already prepared breakfast.

There are five people in the family, and she is the one who wakes up the latest.

Zhao Ling was not ashamed at all. He sat up, stretched, got out of bed and walked out the door.

Halfway through, I felt something was wrong.

She lowered her head and looked at her feet first.

The pain has subsided and I am no longer lame.

He turned his head and reached out to his back, only to find that the wounds were quickly scarring, and the pain in his back was almost unnoticeable.

Now she has basically outgrown her status as a patient.