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

"Jin Qingyou...you bitch, you made me get a divorce, and now that I'm divorced, you're not going to be with me. Are you playing me?"

Wei Wenzhuo stood up and forcefully slammed the bouquet of flowers in his hand onto the ground.

Rose petals danced freely.

"Slap-slap-slap—"

The whispers and pointing fingers around her didn't bother Jin Qingyou at all.

"You and Han Nana divorced, causing such a huge scene... and you still have the nerve to say such things? I'm ashamed for you!!"

Jin Qingyou's eyes were full of contempt.

"You shameless woman!"

Looking at Jin Qingyou, Wei Wenzhuo felt an inexplicable anger flare up within him.

After cursing, he rushed towards Jin Qingyou.

That bitch, if we don't teach her a lesson, she'll really never know her place.

Just as Wei Wenzhuo rushed over, the sarcastic smile on Jin Qingyou's lips deepened even further.

She muttered two sentences to herself, and Wei Wenzhuo's body slammed straight into the wall.

"Bam—"

He hit his head on a marble pillar, and the black marble pillar was immediately stained with specks of blood.

Wei Wenzhuo's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Jin Qingyou glanced at it, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave.

"Miss Jin, aren't you going to take responsibility for this?"

The security guard stammered.

Did I hit him?

Jin Qingyou asked.

"no!!"

The security guard shook his head.

“Yeah!!” Jin Qingyou opened her eyes wide helplessly, “So, what does this have to do with me?”

The security guard was speechless, looking at her expression as if she were completely in the right.

Jin Qingyou walked out with an air of nonchalance.

She stood outside, hailed a car, and went to the place the group had agreed to meet.

It was a teahouse, and when Jin Qingyou arrived there, she realized that the entire layout of the teahouse was quite strange.

For an ordinary person to go in, there might not be anything special.

But she was certain that it wouldn't be good if she went in.

With a mocking smile, Jin Qingyou called to the driver and headed back.

Since they're being so unfriendly and making such a scene, are they trying to manipulate her?

Jin Qingyou returned to her apartment and received another call from the old man of the Zhou family.

Why haven't you arrived yet?

The voice on the phone sounded somewhat exasperated.

"If you want to talk, show some sincerity, don't do this."

Jin Qingyou gave a cold laugh and hung up the phone.

Less than an hour later, the security guard downstairs called to say that someone wanted to come up and visit her, and that his surname was Zhou!

Jin Qingyou said yes, and a moment later, the doorbell rang.

She walked over and opened the door.

The first person to enter was a stern-faced old woman with a full head of silver hair, which was neatly combed. Her eyelids drooped slightly, and her nasolabial folds were deep, making her look like someone who was not easy to get along with.

Behind her was a group of people, and then an old man stood out from the crowd, looking quite extraordinary.

The old woman who was in the lead walked in and sat on the sofa, while the others stood behind her.

Jin Qingyou looked at the door; this seemed to be her home!

But what exactly are these people doing, swaggering around like this?

This is completely inexplicable!!

Jin Qingyou closed the door and sat down on the sofa.