[Mischievous Troublemaker Turns into Everyone's Darling] [The Evolution of a Wicked Supporting Female Character] [Face-Slapping Power Fantasy]
Meng Ran has been a devoted love-strategy player 99 times.
After the obsessive male lead abused her until she saw her great-grandma in the afterlife, her great-grandma gave her a chance to completely reinvent herself as a wicked supporting female character.
When the true daughter of the Shi family, one of Jing City's top wealthy families, was found and brought home,
Jing City's elite circles were shaken!
Word was, the true daughter was born in a slum and had picked up all kinds of bad habits.
On the first day Shi Ran, who had been handed the script of a wicked supporting female character, met her family,
the fake daughter was toppled from her wheelchair by Shi Ran in front of everyone's eyes.
Not a soul at the scene dared make a sound. Everyone held their breath, watching to see how the true daughter would reclaim the twenty years she'd lost.
But the center of attention was timidly discussing something with the System.
“S-System, which leg should I kick, the cripple's good leg or bad leg, to make me look more wicked?”
System: {I have no idea! I only know how to make an obsessive male lead like you!}
Shi Ran: “How about I kick both legs?”
Having made up her mind, Shi Ran kicked the fake daughter in both legs with all her might,
but lost her balance and fell into the male lead's arms.
Everyone: Wow! The true daughter is a master! She dealt with the fake daughter and stole her man at the same time. That's downright heartless!
Shi Ran cherished her chance to be a wicked supporting female character, and studied every wicked trick she could find in novels.
To deal with her cold, abstinent CEO big brother: moral blackmail!
To deal with her dark, obsessive second brother: kidnapping!
To deal with the fake daughter and female lead: obviously, get all cuddly with her! Haven't you heard of sowing discord?
Once she'd mastered her wicked skills, Shi Ran lifted a hand, and a crowd knelt at her feet, gazing up at her with longing:
“I just won't accept this! What, you want to slap me?”
