After Transmigrating, I Became the Male Supporting Character's Pet

Zhizhu accidentally transmigrated into her own rejected novel, only to find herself a disposable extra.

On her deathbed, she decided to cling to the male supporting character for survival. <...

Chapter 111 Is there anyone dumber than you?

"Youyou, do you think Shen Xingmian will treat Zhizhi well?"

Qin Xi'er held Lin Youyou's arm, her brows furrowed with worry. After all, the Shen family was too well-off, and she was still somewhat concerned that the Shen family would not be satisfied with Nanzhi.

"Shen Xingmian is so good to Zhizhi, don't worry, she'll only treat her better after we get married. Besides, Zhizhi herself is so outstanding, how could she be bullied? Have you forgotten the time she helped you deal with those thugs?"

Hearing this, Qin Xi'er felt much more at ease.

Several people walked towards them, but Qin Xi'er and Lin Youyou didn't pay much attention and were still discussing.

"However, I really didn't expect that Zhizhi would get married. It was too sudden."

Lin Youyou nodded, "If Shen Xingmian weren't so scary, I would definitely ask Zhizhi a lot of questions."

The two walked further and further away, and their voices gradually faded from being heard.

"President Gu?"

Gu Ying turned her head and smiled, "You guys go first, I have some things to take care of."

So the group of people following him nodded and left.

Gu Ying turned around and walked to the corner of the corridor, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

It wasn't until Gu Ying finished her cigarette that she heard Lin Youyou and Qin Xier's voices ring out again, still talking about Nan Zhi and Shen Xingmian.

I didn't notice Gu Ying when I passed by this corner.

Gu Ying walked out, watched the two walk away, and finally went into the third private room.

He stubbed out his cigarette on the nearby trash can, then put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the private room.

He didn't go inside, but just stood by the wall, looking up at the wall lamps in the corridor, as if he was recalling something.