Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

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Da fudge? Since when did kind-hearted take on this kind of meaning?

Ha.
Ha.

Every time Ning Shu saw Qi Sheng look at her with gentle and deep passion, she’d feel the urge to just blind herself.
His hypocritic act made her want to vomit.

So, her goal was to be a matchmaker and make it so that Qi Sheng would be with his true love for.ev.er.

When Ning Shu went with Yue Lan to prepare the room for the supporting female lead-sama, Yue Lan started shaking out the quilt as she lamented, “Miss, my poor miss, despite your noble status, you have to do servants’ work.
If the lord knew, his heart would definitely ache for you.”

Prime Minister Mu was probably living comfortably in some far off place by now.
There were pitifully few letters from him.
In this story, he was just a passerby.

Ning Shu took down all the simple and elegant curtains and replaced them with something flamboyant.
Everything was bright red and green, the sight offended the eyes.

It was to express her enthusiastic welcome to the supporting female lead-sama.
She wondered how the gentle and elegant supporting female lead would react to such a brightly colored room.

Yue Lan looked around the room, then rubbed her eyes as she asked, “Miss, when did you start liking these colors? This, this…”

“It was only after going through all these recent events that your miss finally came to realize that life’s colors should be bright and bountiful,” said Ning Shu as she dusted off her hands.

After Ning Shu finished arranging the room, Qi Sheng wanted to go in and take a look.
After all, the supporting female lead was the pure, unstained moonlight in his heart.
During this period, he still needed to secure her affection so he was worried that Ning Shu would ruin things for him.

“Young Master, please have faith in this servant.
This servant will definitely give Miss Yufei a great surprise!” Ning Shu insisted that Qi Sheng stayed out.

Qi Sheng flicked Ning Shu’s nose and said in a doting tone, “Your young master naturally has faith in you.”

Fuck, you want to lose that hand!?