Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

No one can tolerate a man who neglects his wife for the sake of another woman.

Lin Jiamin was afraid that Qi Ning would be sad, so she came over to comfort her.

Qi Ning smiled indifferently: "What could possibly happen to me? Let him leave, it's not like it's the first time."

Lin Jiamin sighed and patted Qi Ning's hand.

Qi Ning drank a couple more glasses of wine, then got up and went to the restroom.

As soon as she came out of the restroom and was about to return to the private room, she saw a person standing in the corridor connecting the private rooms.

Cheng Yin was smoking in the corridor when he heard footsteps. He turned his head and looked at Qi Ning.

Qi Ning paused slightly before resuming her steps, seemingly wanting to walk past him.

But Cheng Yin suddenly spoke up: "I thought you ran to the bathroom to cry secretly."

Qi Ning stopped, raising her eyebrows: "What do I have to cry about?"

Cheng Yin observed her eyes and found nothing unusual.

"You're not here just to laugh at me, are you?" Qi Ning said, arms crossed. "Sorry to disappoint you."

"Is that kind of person in your eyes?" Cheng Yin reached out and flicked his cigarette ash out the window. "I was just curious, how come you can tolerate Gu Zhaoting's blatant actions?"

"Who said I was going to put up with it?"

Qi Ning raised her chin and said arrogantly, "My thoughts haven't changed, but I'm not so fixated on finding his mortal enemy anymore. I can raise male models, ten or eight of them. Winning by sheer numbers isn't bad either."

Ten or eight... Cheng Yin found it amusing.

In his view, Qi Ning was only tough on the surface; in reality, she had the desire but not the courage. Otherwise, she would have cheated on him long ago, and why would she have endured it until now?

That time at the hotel, she was just drunk, which emboldened her to go to his room.

"Alright, then I'll wait and see how you find ten or eight..."

"What, ten or eight?"

A voice interrupted, and Cheng Yin and Qi Ning turned around to see Wu Sina coming out of the private room.

She walked towards them: "Cheng Yin, Ningning, what are you talking about here? Why don't you go inside?"

"I'll go in now, you two can talk."

Qi Ning said something and went into the private room.

Cheng Yin watched Qi Ning's figure disappear.

"Cheng Yin, are you smoking here?" Wu Sina walked towards him.

Cheng Yin then glanced at her and said, "I'm not smoking anymore."

As he spoke, he stubbed out his cigarette and followed them into the private room.

Wu Sina knew that Cheng Yin's cold attitude meant he wasn't very interested in her, but it didn't matter, she was interested in him.

She always takes the initiative to pursue what she likes and is determined to get it.

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Cheng Yin didn't really take Qi Ning's words to heart, just thinking she was talking nonsense.

However, the next evening, while he was talking to someone at the club, he glanced up and saw Qi Ning and Lin Jiamin enter the club together.

They didn't see Cheng Yin and were quickly led into a private room by the staff.

Cheng Yin frowned slightly, but still didn't take it too seriously. It wasn't uncommon for women to come to clubs; perhaps they had other friends with them, but the others hadn't arrived yet.

He continued talking to people, but his attention was somewhat diverted to that private room.

About ten minutes later, a team leader led a dozen or so men who looked to be in their early twenties toward the private room where Qi Ning and the others were.

Lin Jiamin, sitting in the private room, felt a little uneasy: "Ningning, are you really going to call a male model?"

“Yes,” Qi Ning said matter-of-factly. “Gu Zhaoting changes women every few days. He also told me to go out and find men so we can each do our own thing. Am I supposed to stay alone for him? Even if he finds out, I’m not afraid.”

“That’s true.” Lin Jiamin nodded, agreeing with Qi Ning’s words.

Qi Ning added, "If you have any concerns, or are afraid that your Qin Feng will find out, then go back first. I can manage on my own."

"No, no, no, I'll stay with you, at least to help you make the selection."

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a team leader led a dozen or so men in one by one.

Once everyone had arrived, the team leader had them line up and introduced them with a smile: "Ms. Qi, Ms. Lin, let me have them introduce themselves first. Please see if you are satisfied."

When the men introduced themselves, Qi Ning remained relatively calm, but Lin Jiamin's reaction was much more intense.

"My God... my eyes are shining so brightly! This batch is really good quality. Compared to this, Qin Feng's face really loses, loses completely." She said in Qi Ning's ear in a big fuss.

Qi Ning laughed: "Don't let Qin Feng know this."

"Sigh." Lin Jiamin sighed, "If I weren't afraid of Qin Feng finding out, I would have given it a try..."

"Even if you don't sleep with them, it's still okay to have them drink and chat with you, right? Don't those men often do that when they're socializing outside?"

"Hey! What you said makes a lot of sense." Lin Jiamin instantly became excited again.

After listening to their introductions, Qi Ning smiled and nodded, "That's great, don't be shy, come and have fun."

This means to leave them all behind.

As she spoke, she pointed to a well-behaved-looking younger brother and asked him to sit down next to her.

"How old are you?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

The younger brother, on the other hand, seemed a little shy and stammered, "Sister... I'm twenty years old..."

Before he could finish speaking, another young man, who looked like a puppy, sat down on Qi Ning's other side: "Sister, my name is Xu Yue, let me pour you some wine."

Qi Ning turned her head and looked at the little wolf-dog named Xu Yue.

It's good if you take the initiative; she likes that.

"Yes, Xu Yue, right? How old are you?"

Looking at Qi Ning's familiar and playful manner, with her arms around two women, Lin Jiamin suspected that Qi Ning had come here before without her knowledge.

But Lin Jiamin quickly lost interest in Qi Ning's situation, because she was surrounded by several handsome men.

Ever since he saw those dozen or so men enter Qi Ning's private room, Cheng Yin's face had involuntarily darkened.

She actually came to the club to find male models?

"Mr. Cheng, what's wrong?" Mr. Wang, who was sitting opposite him, asked. "Was there anything wrong with what I just said?"

I don't know what happened, but as he was talking, Mr. Cheng's expression gradually turned ugly.

Cheng Yin gripped his wine glass tightly and forced a smile: "It's alright, please continue."

"Okay, okay, this project..."

While listening attentively, Cheng Yin also kept an eye on the movements in the private room.

She probably wouldn't do anything in the private room, right? Besides, Lin Jiamin is still inside.

Thinking of Lin Jiamin, Cheng Yin's mind stirred.

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