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

To be able to marry someone who treats her so well, Zhao Yundi is a lucky person.

Life went on as usual.

About half a month later, it was the big day for Zhao Yundi and Liu Fusheng. Their wedding was a semi-Western style wedding.

Yu Qingyou and Zhang Dingtian still went to participate.

The situation in the entire country is now extremely serious.

The Zhang family's influence is actually quite broad; they obey the state, yet it doesn't quite qualify as obeying the state.

In short, the Zhang family is now highly sought after by everyone.

The situation was tense, and both General Zhang and Zhang Dingtian were objects of everyone's flattery.

Zhang Dingtian and Liu Fusheng have always had a good relationship, and he would definitely attend Liu Fusheng's wedding.

Zhang Dingtian knew that if he went there, he would be pestered uncontrollably, and fearing that Yu Qingyou would find it boring, he told her to rest for now.

He gradually learned to navigate the complexities of dealing with people on his own.

Yu Qingyou found a place and sat down.

Someone brought over some black tea and snacks, and Yu Qingyou also asked someone to find a book for her to read.

She was in the Liu family's glass garden, where the sunlight was streaming in, making her feel warm and cozy.

Black tea and pastries, along with flowers on one side, leisurely release their fragrance.

Yu Qingyou felt very comfortable and read a few pages of the book. However, the sunlight was too bright and made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She put the book aside, picked up a soft blanket, covered herself with it, and closed her eyes to rest.

Feng Mohan saw this scene when she passed by the glass greenhouse.

She sat in a wicker chair, wearing a red cheongsam, with a beige blanket draped over her.

The vast expanse of roses behind her became her backdrop.

The sunlight shone on her, giving her a radiant glow.

She looked very sweet and very quiet.

In Feng Mohan's view, it seems that as long as there is such a person by her side, she feels warm from the bottom of her heart, and that is enough.

"Young Master Feng..."

Just as Feng Mohan was about to take two more steps forward, Zhang Dingtian suddenly blocked his way.

"Young Marshal..."

Seeing Zhang Dingtian standing in front of him, Feng Mohan chuckled. There were so many people outside watching his condition, yet he still came to him. It was truly a rare sight.

"Some people are already the cinnabar mole in someone else's heart, but for you... they can only be an untouchable white moonlight."

Zhang Dingtian crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Ah……"

Upon hearing this, Feng Mohan scoffed, then sneered.

"She's the cinnabar mole in your heart, but are you the little thing in her heart too?"

Feng Mohan then asked Zhang Dingtian.

"This is none of your business. But don't covet my wife."

Zhang Dingtian stared at him coldly, and his final words turned cold and hard.

Feng Mohan looked at Zhang Dingtian, whose position was just right, completely blocking Yu Qingyou from view.

Feng Mohan also stopped standing there and quietly turned and left.

Zhang Dingtian narrowed his eyes, turned slightly, and was about to go in when a group of people walked in from the other side.

As soon as Zhang Dingtian saw those people, they ran over before he even entered the greenhouse.