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

"You're only opening the door now? Are you deaf?"

She sat there, frowning as she looked at Li Qingyou.

She looked frail and weak. She had been married for so many years and was always pregnant. She was like a hen that only ate and didn't lay eggs.

Thinking about it, I felt even more disgusted and no longer wanted to see Li Qingyou.

"Mom, you knocked so urgently, I heard you and went to open the door."

Li Qingyou is three months pregnant. Perhaps due to anemia, she feels dizzy after standing for a while.

He sat down on the sofa to the side, looking at Wang Yanfang's appearance with disdain.

While filial piety should be emphasized, Li Qingyou's tragic life was partly due to her actions.

Anyway, I won't be able to live with Mo Xiao for very long, so there won't be any consequences if I break ties with Wang Yanfang now.

"How dare you talk to me like that!"

Wang Yanfang's eyes widened, and she slapped her hand on the table.

The way she looked at Li Qingyou was as if she had seen a ghost. She had watched this woman grow up since she was a child. They were originally neighbors. When her parents were still alive, things were alright on the surface. But after her parents passed away, and more than ten years had passed without her having a child, she disliked her even more.

He's always been so timid and hesitant, but now he dares to talk to her like that.

"What's wrong with me, Mom? Did I say something wrong?"

Li Qingyou sat there, looking at her with clear eyes.

"You barren hen, how dare you talk back like that? Believe me or not, I'll fire you right now."

Wang Yanfang suddenly stood up, her eyes wide as big as copper bells.

Li Qingyou watched her stand there, her chest heaving with anger, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"First of all, I want to tell Mom that I am pregnant now, three months along. In the past ten years or so, I have been pregnant twice, and your precious son made me have abortions because he wanted to focus on his career. He also wants me to have this one aborted. So... don't talk about hens or eggs in front of me."

After Li Qingyou finished speaking, she stood up, walked into the room, and closed the door.

Wang Yanfang, pale-faced, remained in the living room.

After a while, Wang Yanfang finally came to her senses and immediately dialed Mo Xiao's number.

"Get back here right now."

After shouting that sentence, he hung up the phone.

Wang Yanfang sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. At this moment, the sweet aroma of the white fungus and red date soup simmering in the kitchen was also stimulating her.

She frowned and went into the kitchen, just about to pour out the pot of soup, but then she thought, after all, she was pregnant, and it was her eldest grandson.

For a moment, I couldn't bear it, so I put the pot down again.

He angrily sat back down on the sofa, waiting for Mo Xiao to return.

Compared to Wang Yanfang's anger, Li Qingyou was relatively more relaxed.

Perhaps because of her pregnancy, she felt particularly tired and fell asleep as soon as she lay down in bed.

The door was pushed open forcefully.

With a loud "bang," Li Qingyou opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the man in the dim light.

It's my husband, that heartless and ruthless Mo Xiao.

No wonder he can still become popular at the age of thirty-eight. Although his appearance cannot be compared with the current young heartthrobs, he has a mature masculine charm.

The only thing is that his front teeth are a bit unsightly, but in variety shows, they can also help him project a gentle and honest personality.