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

"You don't need to worry about that!"

After saying that, he walked straight out.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

Seeing that he seemed very angry, Zhou Qingyou wore a helpless expression on her face.

Actually, she vaguely knew some of Lu Wu's thoughts.

Given the current situation, she didn't want anything to happen to Lu Wu. If the mission couldn't be completed, so be it.

She didn't want to implicate innocent people.

She couldn't bear to do it like that.

Lu Wu slammed Zhou Qingyou's door shut, his fists clenched as he stood there at the doorway of Zhou Qingyou's house.

His breathing was very rapid and heavy.

He swayed back and forth for a while before squatting down again, leaning against Zhou Qingyou's door.

Actually, he deeply regretted slamming the door and leaving.

But more than anything, he felt uncomfortable; he could sense Zhou Qingyou's distance from him.

This alienation made him feel so cold and desolate inside!

He didn't even know how to let her know that he was willing to stand by her side.

Lu Wu sat in front of Zhou Qingyou's house for most of the day before finally returning home, his eyes narrowing.

Suddenly, I remembered there was something I hadn't done yet!

Zhou Qingyou lay on the sofa. After a long while, the door was banged on loudly.

Zhou Qingyou didn't open the door. She knew that Lu Wu wouldn't come like this.

Aside from Lu Wu, she was unwilling to do anything else for anyone else.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang—you brat, open the door for me!"

Zhou's mother's shouts came from outside the door.

Upon hearing that it was her, Zhou Qingyou became even less inclined to pay attention to her.

She turned around and went back to her room.

I took off my coat, lay down on the bed, found my earphones and put them in my ears, ignoring everything.

Only then could he avoid being disturbed by the outside world, and now he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

It's incredible that it only took one day.

Zhou Qingyou fell asleep without realizing it.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt my bedroom door being pushed open forcefully.

When Zhou Qingyou opened her eyes, she was already surrounded by people.

"Get out!"

Upon seeing the crowd of people squeezing in, Zhou Qingyou's face was filled with anger.

"Daughter, what's wrong... I came to see you, but you didn't knock, so I had to call a locksmith to open the door!"

Zhou's mother walked up to Zhou Qingyou, her face contorted with grief.

His expression was sorrowful, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"I didn't know you could pick someone's lock so easily!"

Zhou Qingyou gave the man in work clothes carrying a toolbox a cold look.

"Ms. Zhou, your mother was extremely worried, wondering what was wrong with you at home. She even produced proof of your mother-daughter relationship. Otherwise, we wouldn't have done this... It's all for your safety!"

After the locksmith finished speaking, he bowed and apologized repeatedly.

Under Zhou Qingyou's icy gaze, he slunk away.

Originally, a group of people, who were just neighbors upstairs and downstairs, heard Zhou's mother making such a big fuss and thought that some kind of murder had occurred, so they all squeezed in to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened, and they all left.