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

Slender, fair fingers were holding the embroidery on it.

Prince Anyuan was so angry he was about to vomit blood. He really couldn't say a harsh word right now. Why did he have to bring up such a mess at this critical moment!

"Han Qingyou, don't take this for granted! If you dare go back to your parents' home, you can expect a divorce!"

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. This Han Qingyou really has no sense of propriety today!

Although she had always relied on being the daughter of the Han family, she had never been this arrogant before. Today she really went too far.

She was thinking that even someone as noble as Princess Zhaoyang was still petite and adorable in front of her.

Han Qingyou is truly an unreasonable woman.

"What are you saying!?"

Lady Anyuan sneered, nearly kicking her son. "This wretched thing, can't he even speak properly?!"

They've even brought up the issue of divorce; wouldn't that just escalate the conflict further?

"Fine, Shen Yu, you've finally revealed your true feelings. So, you've disliked me for a long time? You're already thinking of writing a letter of divorce? Go ahead and write it if you dare. I want to see which of the seven grounds for divorce I've committed that warrants you threatening me with a letter of divorce..."

Han Qingyou sneered repeatedly. She wanted to see the Marquis of Anyuan's son's expression like that. She clapped her hands.

She had been lounging lazily on the cushion, but upon hearing the Marquis of Anyuan's son's loud pronouncements, she sat up straight with a cold laugh.

"Jianjia, go outside and call for a sedan chair to come and pick me up. I'll crawl out of here today, even if I have to!"

Han Qingyou gave the Marquis of Anyuan's son and his mother a cold glance.

"It's just going back to her parents' home! How did it turn into a divorce agreement! Qingyou, you know Yu'er's temper, it's like a firecracker, it'll ignite at the slightest touch... Please don't talk nonsense!"

Lady Anyuan was also very anxious and quickly grabbed Han Qingyou's hand.

"What my mother said makes it seem like it's all my fault. He hit me, and he divorced me. No matter what, it can't be my fault!"

Han Qingyou sneered and tucked her hand into her sleeve. Being touched like this by the Lady of Anyuan Marquis was really uncomfortable.

"I……"

Hearing Han Qingyou's words, Lady Anyuan was speechless. When exactly did Han Qingyou start to change, becoming so sharp-tongued?

"Is this how you talk to your mother? Madam Han, don't go too far!"

The heir of the Marquis of Anyuan glared angrily at Han Qingyou.

Han Qingyou sneered, not even glancing at him twice.

"Jianjia, since they won't release me, send someone to invite my family to come and pick me up!"

Han Qingyou originally thought that the heir of the Marquis of Anyuan had a tough shell, but who knew that he didn't even shrink back anymore. It seems that if she increases her efforts, she can still get a divorce.

"Don't go!"

The heir of the Marquis of Anyuan shouted angrily.

"Shut up! What right do you have to talk about my maid? You're a piece of trash!"

Han Qingyou cursed sharply, then winked at Jianjia.

Jianjia was standing to one side, listening with trepidation, watching as her young mistress's words, each one more piercing to the core, were now driving them all to the brink of despair.

At that moment, she received another look from Han Qingyou, and a chill ran down her spine. She quickly left.