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

Wasn't I clear enough to her this morning?

"Mianmian, are you a little shy because of what I just teased you? Don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense now. I just want to hear your gentle voice."

Upon hearing Ying Yizhe's words, Ding Qingyou was speechless. Holy crap, the two of them had a lewd chat, and then this Bu Mianmian even transferred the call to her. Is she out of her mind?

Ding Qingyou coughed twice more to clear his throat.

"Sir, I am not Bu Mianmian. As for why, you'd better ask carefully when you send the message."

Ding Qingyou hung up the phone and then adjusted the settings on her phone.

This Bu Mianmian is truly brain-dead.

As for how far Ying Yizhe and Bu Mianmian's conversation would go, that was no longer Ding Qingyou's concern.

When Ding Qingyou finished get off work in the evening, she went to the 28th floor.

As soon as I entered, the secretaries greeted me warmly.

At this moment, the president's office door slowly opened.

A man who looked to be about forty years old came out from inside.

"father!"

Seeing Ding Quanheng come out, Ding Qingyou quickly went to greet him.

"Why did you get here!?"

Ding Quanheng looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips; he was clearly very happy.

"I was thinking that it's been a long time since I've gone home for dinner, so I'll go back for a bit."

Ding Qingyou walked up to him, reached out, and took his wrist.

"Great! Your mom will be so happy. I'll call home now!"

Ding Quanheng looked at her, then made another call. His tone was gentle as he spoke, showing that the person on the other end of the line was someone he liked very much.

"Okay, your mom is very happy."

Ding Quanheng hung up the phone and looked at Ding Qingyou with a grin.

"Ah."

Ding Qingyou nodded and followed Ding Quanheng downstairs.

"I'll ride with Daddy!"

Ding Qingyou sat directly in the back of the car with Ding Quanheng.

Ding Quanheng was also very surprised, but he was mostly happy.

When Miao Yiyi got home, she was at a loss for what to do when she saw Ding Qingyou return.

They kept giving her this to eat and that to drink.

Ding Quanheng was looking at the newspaper on one side when he felt that Miao Yiyi was like a spinning top, constantly rotating around him.

"If you keep doing this, you'll scare our daughter away!"

Ding Quanheng said with a smile.

"I'm just happy to see my daughter come home!"

After hearing Ding Quanheng's words, Miao Yiyi sat down next to Ding Qingyou.

"Qingyou, how have you been lately?"

Miao Yiyi asked, her eyes filled with curiosity as she looked at Qingyou.

"I'm fine!"

Looking at her bright, piercing eyes staring straight at him, Ding Qingyou found it amusing.

After answering, he looked at Miao Yiyi again.

"Mom, you don't need to be so busy."

"I'm so happy you're back!"

Miao Yiyi smiled and nodded.

Upon hearing this, Ding Qingyou added, "How about I move back in?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Miao Yiyi and Ding Quanheng exchanged a glance, neither of them understanding what was going on.

Is what this child is saying true?

When she moved out, she said she felt there was no space at home and that she wanted independent space to think as she grew up, so she moved out.