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

"Let's go, Qingyou!"

After paying, Mo Liyuan also came over.

Lu Qingyou then took Mo Liyuan's hand and prepared to leave.

Watching them from the sidelines, Feng Bixia was filled with rage. Lu Qingyou was truly unfaithful. She already had a good husband, yet she was still flirting with Yuexia Shixiong. This kind of woman was really just using her status and looks to cause trouble.

Feng Bixia's eyes darted around, and she spotted the old woman sitting to the side making glutinous rice balls.

I noticed that her movements were indeed unusually slow.

Seeing how slow she was, and considering how long she had been waiting, I realized...

So now, I really want to vent my anger.

She immediately stood up and walked over to the old woman.

"What are you doing? Don't you know we're waiting for you?"

While cursing, Feng Bixia also kicked the stove on the side.

On the stove was a pot filled with bubbling water.

The old woman was a slow-paced person to begin with, and then she encountered Feng Bixia, who knew martial arts.

The boiling water was then poured out.

Lu Qingyou frowned when she saw this.

This Feng Bixia is not only not very good-looking, but she is also not very kind-hearted.

Lu Qingyou's figure flickered slightly, and she kicked the coal stove and the pot towards Feng Bixia.

Feng Bixia naturally saw the pot of hot water flying towards her.

With just a few light taps of her toes, a figure was already standing behind her.

The coal stove had fallen to the ground.

The pot also smashed on the ground, splashing boiling water everywhere. Even though Feng Bixia was backing away, she was still affected.

Her brows furrowed involuntarily.

"what are you doing?"

Feng Bixia stared at Lu Qingyou.

Guess what I'm doing?

Lu Qingyou shrugged, looked at her, and smiled.

"you……"

Looking at Lu Qingyou, Feng Bixia was speechless.

So, her gaze turned to the old woman on the side.

The old woman was still standing, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's all your fault, you old hag! You made me get burned!"

Feng Bixia angrily scolded the old woman again.

The surrounding diners all saw what was happening, and although they really wanted to say something in support, they were also worried.

However, having just witnessed the skill displayed by Feng Bixia and her group, I knew they were no ordinary people, so I dared not say anything more.

He swallowed hard and said nothing.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

As Feng Bixia spoke, seeing that the old woman remained silent, she became even more furious.

Her hand then moved towards the old woman's chest.

Seeing that Feng Bixia was bullying the weak again, Lu Qingyou was about to take action.

However, at this moment, Mo Liyuan had already taken her hand.

Lu Qingyou looked at Mo Liyuan with a puzzled expression, and Mo Liyuan gestured for her to look ahead.

Lu Qingyou looked ahead again and saw Feng Bixia about to punch the old woman.

The old woman trembled, seemingly unable to dodge in time.

People around covered their eyes, and some even screamed in alarm.

It seemed that everyone thought the old woman was going to be in trouble.

The old woman's trembling intensified, her entire body swaying precariously, as if she might collapse at the slightest breeze.