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

"Oh?"

Zhou Qingyou looked at her with great interest.

"This wedding was so-so! Everything was handled by the groom's family, or maybe both families did it together. It's one thing if your family didn't contribute money, but they didn't even put in any effort... Zhang Li was trying to drag things out and wouldn't reveal that the wedding wasn't happening! And what about you? If you had come earlier and asked at the hotel, you wouldn't be so embarrassed today! It's your own son's wedding, and you only show up on the wedding day, and then you come to question me!?"

As Zhou Qingyou spoke, she gave her another disdainful look.

"And another thing, what kind of man is he who plays games? Do you think he's so great just because he owns a company? That money was borrowed from me, and there was an IOU, which he has to pay back... Great? Please have some shame."

After saying this, Zhou Qingyou gave a cold laugh.

Zhang Li's mother's face immediately turned red and white, making her look very beautiful.

Normally, she would boast about these things at home.

After all, his son was so capable; he started his own business and became his own boss after only one year of working after graduating from university.

That's not the worst part. The real problem is that once they find a wife, they don't even have to worry about the wedding arrangements.

You don't need to worry about those trivial matters, and you don't even need to pay anything.

Of course, she would never tell anyone that she didn't have to give money. It would be shameful to say that her own family didn't contribute a single penny to her son's wedding, no matter where you talked about it.

So when neighbors and relatives asked her these questions, she would say that she had given the girl several hundred thousand yuan and that she should leave it to the girl herself.

After all, older people have different perspectives than young girls.

Although everyone thought it was impossible after hearing her boast, they all agreed that it was impossible.

But there's not much you can say, since they really didn't go out and do anything!

Now that Zhou Qingyou has said this in front of everyone, a group of people are barely suppressing their laughter, and some of them are even looking at the Zhang family members differently.

"You want a divorce? Fine, I'm going to divorce you!"

Zhang Li felt that he had lost all face and dignity, and had nothing left to say.

I feel ashamed to stand here now.

After saying this, Zhang Li left.

Zhang Li left, and the others didn't stay either; a whole group of people left in a flurry.

Zhou Qingyou finally felt a sense of peace and quiet, so she opened the door and went into the room.

Zhou Qingyou made herself a cup of instant coffee, and as she smelled the aroma rising from the cup, her expression froze slightly.

Zhang Li, despite his fierce shouting and expressive face, was a very capable person.

But he won't divorce me so easily.

This kind of person is like chewing gum that someone else spat on the ground; once you step on it, it sticks stubbornly and you can never get it off.

However, the more flamboyant and superficial a person is, the easier it is for her to deal with them.

Zhou Qingyou took a small sip, put down the cup, and just then the doorbell rang.

She went over to take a look and opened the door.

"Miss, this is your package!"

The SF Express deliveryman handed over a file package.

Zhou Qingyou signed her name, took the file bag, and closed the door.

She went inside, opened her briefcase, and gently poured the contents onto the table.