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

It is truly a very happy occasion.

The two of them were being affectionate, and Ding Qingyou saw it all.

Haha, do you still want to stay together?

It's not that simple.

Ding Qingyou had her driver find Zhao Yongqiang, the man who married Bu Mianmian.

Ding Qingyou sat in the car, and soon the driver brought Zhao Yongqiang over.

Zhao Yongqiang was also stunned. After getting into the car, he saw Ding Qingyou sitting there and was very surprised.

Miss, what do you want with him?

However, Zhao Yongqiang is very self-aware and certainly wouldn't overthink things.

"Miss!"

Zhao Yongqiang sat in the car and nodded respectfully to Ding Qingyou.

"You are Bu Mianmian's husband."

Ding Qingyou asked, a photograph between her fingers.

"Yes!"

Zhao Yongqiang was also slightly surprised, looking at the photo in her hand.

Why is this young lady investigating me?

"Miss, you..."

Zhao Yongqiang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Ding Qingyou meant by doing this.

"Here!"

Ding Qingyou then handed Zhao Yongqiang a photo of Bu Mianmian and Ying Yizhe meeting and embracing.

"That... damn woman."

Zhao Yongqiang's face turned ashen with rage. That damned woman! He had sensed something was wrong with her long ago; it turned out she had cheated on him.

"She wants a divorce!"

Ding Qingyou spoke slowly, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked at Zhao Yongqiang's expression.

"I will not divorce this shrew. Whether or not we divorce is not up to her."

Zhao Yongqiang said fiercely, his fingers tightening slightly as he gripped the photograph.

What if this man gives you money?

Ding Qingyou asked again.

"Forehead--"

Zhao Yongqiang was slightly taken aback and somewhat lost in thought. If he were given money, he would definitely ask for it.

That dead woman is so filthy, he definitely doesn't want her anymore.

They took the money and left, that's fine.

Zhao Yongqiang didn't care about anything else; that damned bitch.

“I will give you money, no matter how much that man gives you, I will give you more. Just remember that.”

Ding Qingyou tossed an envelope over.

Zhao Yongqiang held the envelope, which was thin.

He opened the envelope and saw a check inside, for two hundred thousand.

"This is a deposit. In short, let me tell you, whatever that man gives you, I will only give you more. Besides, Bu Mianmian is your woman. How can a man of your voluptuous nature tolerate his cheating wife?"

Ding Qingyou raised an eyebrow and asked.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao Yongqiang nodded and reached out to grip the envelope tightly.

"Now that you know, you should know what to do!"

Ding Qingyou asked again, her eyes lowered as she looked at her fingers.

"I know, but..."

Zhao Yongqiang really wanted to ask her why, but he was afraid of being too forward.

At this moment, he hesitated to speak.

"Why am I treating them this way? That's a secret!"

After Ding Qingyou finished speaking slowly, she closed her eyes.

Seeing Ding Qingyou's expression, Zhao Yongqiang decided not to ask any more questions.

Intuition tells me that I am now keeping quiet.

He gripped the envelope tightly and looked at Ding Qingyou.

"Thank you, Ms. Ding, for giving me this opportunity to vent my anger."

Zhao Yongqiang nodded slightly to Ding Qingyou and then got out of the car.

After Zhao Yongqiang got out of the car, the driver got in as well.