Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Soon, Madam Mo canceled Mo Qingxi's credit card and had the housekeeper take back Mo Qingxi's car and other belongings.

Mo Qingxi, who was at her villa during a banquet, was naturally unaware of this.

A white villa, a deep blue swimming pool, flowers and wine.

Qian Baihe was wearing a white strapless dress, which made her pure face look even more like an angel.

Holding Mo Qingxi's hand, they walked on the red stall, attracting envious glances.

Suddenly becoming the center of attention, Qian Baihe's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Lily, let's go rest over there!"

Mo Qingxi took Qian Baihe's hand and sat down on a lounge chair by the pool.

"Qingxi, I feel so happy."

Qian Baihe took a sip of her cocktail, and a blush spread across her porcelain-white face.

"fool!"

Mo Qingxi affectionately ruffled her hair and then took the wine glass from her hand.

"If you can't drink, then don't drink."

"They're happy!"

Qianbaihe pouted her red lips, feigning annoyance.

Watching her every smile and frown, Mo Qingxi felt even more affection for her.

"Second Young Master!"

The two were enjoying a tender moment together when suddenly a voice rang out abruptly.

Mo Qingxi frowned, wondering who was so clueless. She glared at them, and the person who came was none other than Butler Wang.

It must be her mother trying to persuade her to go back. The anger in Mo Qingxi's eyes disappeared, replaced by a sense of superiority.

"What are you doing here, Steward Wang? I'm not going back."

After Mo Qingxi finished speaking, she went back inside, picked up a cigarette, lit it elegantly, and began to exhale smoke.

Butler Wang watched as he blew smoke rings directly at him.

Without making a sound, he took two steps back and said, "Since you are leaving home and severing ties with the Mo family, you should no longer use anything from the Mo family. Please leave, Second Young Master."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Mo Qingxi, who was initially feeling smug, thought that Madam Mo had already compromised, but she did not expect to be kicked out.

He choked on a mouthful of smoke and coughed violently.

"What did you say?"

After catching his breath, he glared at Butler Wang and asked.

"Please leave, Second Young Master."

After saying that, Butler Wang turned and went downstairs.

"Qingxi, is it because of me?!"

Qian Baihe sat to one side, looking pitifully at Mo Qingxi.

"It's not your fault, baby."

Mo Qingxi, her face gloomy, put her arm around Qian Baihe's shoulder and tried to comfort her.

"What should we do now?"

Qian Baihe still had tears on her face, looking at Mo Qingxi with expectant eyes.

"I'm leaving. I have nothing left. Lily, will you despise me?"

Mo Qingxi looked at her, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

"Fool, you did all that for me, so of course I was willing."

Qian Baihe nodded solemnly, her face pale.

"Then let's leave now."

Mo Qingxi threw the cigarette butt on the ground with resentment, then went with Qian Baihe to pack their things.

Along with Chiyuri, her younger sister Chiyuri also moved in. Although Chiyuri was in a wheelchair, she was wearing an exquisite little dress and was surrounded by many rich young ladies who flattered her.

Upon hearing her sister say she was leaving, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Those attending the banquet were also driven away by Butler Wang.