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

Now, out of the blue, they want to move back.

"really?"

Then, Miao Yiyi asked another question.

"Yes!"

Ding Qingyou nodded. What the original owner truly felt guilty about was her indifference towards her parents.

It can't really be called indifference; it's just that the original owner wanted to be independent.

But after being independent for a short time, she got married, and things went back to the same way after marriage.

At that time, her family wanted her to get back on her feet and start over.

But she couldn't stand up at all, and in the end, she met the same fate, causing her parents to bury their child.

Now everything can start anew.

"That's great! Have your dad pack your things and move them over here."

Miao Yiyi had a slight smile on her lips, and her eyes were filled with deep affection as she looked at Ding Qingyou.

"Ok!"

So, after finishing their meal, the whole family went to help Ding Qingyou pack her things.

As the car drove in, Ding Qingyou still saw Bu Mianmian standing anxiously waiting in front of the door.

Because Bu Mianmian didn't recognize Ding Quanheng's car, she was able to drive in safely.

After packing up, when the car drove out again, Ding Qingyou looked outside and saw Bu Mianmian still squatting there waiting. She had been nodding her head, seemingly dozing off, but the next second, upon hearing a car pass by, she suddenly stared intently at it.

Ding Qingyou glanced at her indifferently and continued chatting with Miao Yiyi.

Back home, Ding Qingyou tidied up briefly, took a shower, and went back to bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ding Qingyou experimented with whether she could practice internal energy cultivation techniques.

The gas inside the body cannot be mobilized at all.

Ding Qingyou had no choice but to give up. It was clear that this body was simply incapable of cultivation.

She lay back down on the bed, rolled around a couple of times, hugged the blanket, and fell asleep again.

The next day, after breakfast, Ding Qingyou still went to the company with Ding Quanheng, and decisively avoided Bu Mianmian again.

Ding Qingyou stood in the office, reached out and pulled open the Venetian blinds, letting the sunlight stream in.

She sat down in the chair, gazing at the sky outside the window.

I can't keep hiding like this, even though I don't owe Bu Mianmian anything.

It's like something out of a novel.

They can be in a relationship, but they have to involve so many other things.

"Manager, a Mr. Ying is looking for you!"

The secretary knocked on the door and came in.

"okay, I get it."

Ding Qingyou nodded. Mr. Ying? Ying Yizhe?

"Please ask him to come to the conference room, I'll be there right away."

After speaking to his secretary, Ding Qingyou put down his pen.

It seems that my phone call yesterday had an effect.

But why? Last night Bu Mianmian was still waiting there, and now Ying Yizhe is still coming to find her.

Ding Qingyou got up and walked towards the conference room.

After pushing open the door, Ying Yizhe was drinking coffee.

Ying Yizhe put down his cup when he saw Ding Qingyou enter.

"Ding Qingyou?"

Ying Yizhe never expected that he would mistake someone for someone else.

"Yes, I am Ding Qingyou?"

Ding Qingyou responded and sat down.

"Now that you know my name, you must also know who Bu Mianmian is. What brings you here?"

Ding Qingyou asked aloud.

"no……"

Ying Yizhe's expression was very subtle.