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

Chapter 159 My Dead Husband Came Back to Cling To Me 10

Sun Yuru was initially a little uneasy, but when she saw the other person's expression suddenly turn ugly, she immediately became puzzled.

To everyone's surprise, although the other party was a little pale, he still didn't obediently fall into the trap. He just curled his bloodless lips and calmly said sarcastically, "Qin Boyue? Are you kidding me? I now suspect that you are working with someone else to get me."

Ni Qing was right, but Sun Yuru was also half telling the truth; it was indeed Qin Boyue who requested this.

Her heart suddenly calmed down, and she said without changing her expression, "Have you been having a lot of bad luck these past few days, with things going wrong all the time?"

Ni Qing's smile faded slightly.

"Then you found a Taoist priest, bought a talisman, and spent 5 yuan, am I right?" Sun Yuru continued to repeat what the young man had taught her.

The other woman's delicate face instantly darkened, and she spoke almost coldly, "You were following me?"

Sun Yuru shook her head: "Whether I followed you or not, you should know better than me. He told me all of this." The "he" she was referring to was Qin Boyue.

Ni Qing pursed her lips tightly, and after a long while, she narrowed her eyes and asked, "If that's the case, then why is he following me? And why are you helping me?"

The girl's expression was unusually serious: "Because he wanted to kill you, I helped you because..." She paused, but ultimately didn't finish her sentence.

The other person's features were thick and striking, like a rosebud about to bloom, containing a hint of bloodlust and darkness. Their malicious eyes were fixed on Sun Yuru: "Him?!"

Sun Yuru didn't dare to speak because she heard a soft laugh behind her.

The demon at the center of the controversy seemed to have never heard of such a thing. His thin, bloodless lips curved into a high arc, revealing sharp, white teeth, as he laughed heartily.

Now she felt like she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Ni Qing couldn't see the male lead, so she naturally didn't know any of this. She asked with some restraint, "Then how are you going to help me? If you can really make him leave, or have his soul scattered, you'll get your share of the benefits."

Qin Boyue slowly walked over, his slender, bony fingertips lingering near her breath, as if sensing the warm breath of a living person.

Sun Yuru swallowed hard and said slowly, "That amulet is fake and attracts evil spirits. I suggest you burn it."

Ni Qing didn't believe it, but the original owner of the character did, so she gave her a cautious look: "Burn the talisman? Why should I believe you?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I've already said what I needed to say. If you don't want to listen, there's nothing I can do. I have to go now." Sun Yuru quickly stood up and left the coffee shop as if fleeing in panic.

Ni Qing was left alone, lost in thought.

The evil spirit leisurely propped its forehead up in front of her, enjoying her distressed and helpless appearance, and found it exceptionally beautiful and moving.

Look! This wicked woman has finally met her end.

After pondering for a moment, Ni Qing slowly paid the bill and left. Qin Boyue was not in a hurry at all. Based on his understanding, she would definitely burn the talisman.

Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free. She didn't want to bear the unknown consequences if the amulet really did attract evil spirits. If the amulet wasn't as Sun Yuruo described, she could just buy another one later.

Ni Qing did indeed think so. The phone rang again; it was a call from the chairman and other senior executives, undoubtedly urging her to come before.

She gave a perfunctory answer and hurriedly left the store, taking a taxi to the company. Her original plan was to burn the amulet before dark.

She hadn't expected the company to have so many documents; she managed to process them until 10:30. By the time she took a taxi home, it was already 11:00. Looking at her dark shadow in the moonlight, Ni Qing felt a little uneasy.

But she didn't have time to think about it. She went back to the master bedroom, picked up a lighter, burned it to ashes in the bathroom, and flushed it away. Only then did she feel at ease.

She was so tired that she wanted to take a nap, wash up, and go to sleep, but when she opened her eyes again, there were only three minutes left until midnight.

The room was pitch black, which made Ni Qing a little wary. Why didn't she remember turning off the lights while she was sleeping?

She instinctively reached for the bedside table to turn on the light, but pressing the power button was to no avail. The orange light flickered, making the originally warm color suddenly look eerie.

A chilling atmosphere permeated the air.

Ni Qing calmed herself down; the plot was about to unfold again. The male lead appeared because her protective talisman had been destroyed, his sole purpose being to tear her to pieces.

It's okay, she can't see it, she tried to reassure herself.

Not long after, the lights came on again.

Just as she was about to collapse onto the bed, exhausted, she heard a regular knocking sound coming from the master bedroom.

"Boom-boom-boom"

She was very polite, but it seemed like she lived alone.

The housekeepers and nannies work here all day and leave on time in the evening.

The knocking sounded again, but before she could even check, the door creaked open, and the lights began to flicker rapidly.

A shadowy figure, barely visible, was casually strolling towards the doorway.

Ni Qing thought she was hallucinating, otherwise how could she see her vengeful husband?

The other person was tall and had a slender figure with smooth lines, handsome and three-dimensional features, pale skin, and dark pupils, making him look extremely sickly.

His dark shadow grew increasingly solid.

Ni Qing: "..."

She pinched her own flesh hard, and a sharp pain shot through her. She immediately snapped out of her daze. It seemed she wasn't blind; the person in front of her was indeed the male lead, Qin Boyue.

She can see him now.

The moment the other person looked up at her, her eyes immediately darkened, and she said fiercely, "You persistent ghost! Get the hell away from me."

The look of disgust was extremely obvious.

Qin Boyue remained unmoved, completely disregarding whether Ni Qing disliked her. She simply spoke in a sinister tone, "Ni Qing, your mouth is truly unpleasant. How about I cut your tongue out first?"

Ni Qing's warning was just a perfunctory one; in reality, she was still very afraid. She involuntarily took a step back, which Qin Boyue keenly noticed.

The young man laughed even harder.

The next second, the thick shadow disappeared and appeared in front of Ni Qing, the two of them only ten centimeters apart.

His wretched, beautiful wife seemed startled, her eyes filled with fearful tears, but on the surface, she bit her lip tightly, blood streaming down her face, trying to appear calm.

The young man didn't speak, his smile slightly suppressed. He stretched out his cold, pale fingers and firmly pinched her chin, forcing her to open her lips.

"Are you scared? Come down and keep me company, okay?" He smiled innocently, his eyes crinkling, which instilled a deep sense of fear in the person who asked.

Ni Qing's pupils contracted slightly, as she tried to escape his grasp.