Su Shao's smile is very charming

"Lan Jingyi, I know that the person you love is Ling Yudong, and you have a deep relationship. If you are with brother Qingcheng, have you ever thought about what will happen if your boyfriend is sober?"

Su Yinyin and Fu Yuling have always had a very good relationship. In the matter of competing for Ling Yudong, she often advised Fu Yuling. No one knows right and wrong better than her.Similarly, no one knows more about Lan Jingyi and Ling Yudong's relationship than her.

"Don't do things that harm others or yourself. I will give you money and arrange for you to go abroad for treatment. Then you can live the life you want. Yuling has become like this, and it is impossible to go abroad to rob you of men. .”

It was indeed a perfect temptation, Lan Jingyi even wavered for a moment.But he quickly woke up, a thin smile seemed to stick to his eyes, and he said coldly, "How can I guarantee that Miss Su's words are true? Without the backing of Young Master Su, Young Master Fu wants to play with us to death every minute." After thinking about it, I still think it's safer to rely on Su Shao."

"You don't want Ling Yudong anymore?"

Lan Jingyi closed her eyes, and the corners of her pretty mouth curled up, "There is money and a man pampering me, and there is a man I love waiting for me. Don't Ms. Su think such a life is perfect?"

"you!"

Before Su Yinyin could finish speaking, Lan Jingyi cut off the call directly, her fingertips holding the phone turned pale.

If it wasn't for Su Yinyin, Yudong wouldn't have been blocked by the industry, and finally reduced to the point where he could only deliver express delivery.As a result, Fu Yuling got into a car accident when he was chasing him by car, and he is still lying in the hospital, his life and death uncertain.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and looked straight at the man who had been awake on the sofa for a long time.

Su Qingcheng didn't speak, and drank the hangover tea in a leisurely manner, and said in a cool voice, "I really don't know whether to praise you for being smart or honest."

Simple and honest?I'm afraid it's not a compliment.

Putting down the tea bowl, there was an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, noble and aloof, as if looking down on all sentient beings, "Don't worry, I have never had much affection for this younger sister, and I am glad that you do not have much affection for her either."

Staring at her indifferent face, he chuckled softly, "Marry me, and I'll be your backer."

"Su Qingcheng."

He raised his eyes to look at her, and he felt that she was very much like that lazy and domineering Persian cat, clean and pure, just like her white fur.He likes white, as if all the filth is covered by white, it becomes pure and beautiful.

"Do you know why I would rather humbly go back and beg Fu Fengyun than marry you, who is so powerful?" Her lips were ice-cold, like snowflakes falling in her eyes, "I hate Fu Fengyun, I hate Fu Yuling. No one bothers to be looked at by them. But I can't get rid of this humbleness, because I owe them."

And you, Su Qingcheng, are just like them. Once she agrees to this marriage, it will be no different from her being in the Fu family.

Su Qingcheng stared at her, his face was so gloomy that it was about to freeze, "Lan Jingyi." He called her by her full name, "Did you get used to the fangs and claws in the Fu family, and forgot who was sitting in front of you? "

How dare you blatantly say that you hate him!
Su Qingcheng's gloomy eyes shot out a dark light: "It's good to know your situation, don't try to provoke me." He stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, leaned over her handsome face, and said viciously, "Know how to provoke a man." Is it the end?"

Lan Jingyi was in pain from being pinched by him, struggling, but the strength of the man was even stronger.

"A wild cat, the more interested I am, but this kind of interest is different from my wanting to marry you. The more you are wild, the more you want men to be under you, and only under you." He stroked her smooth chin , "Tsk, there are marks, I will feel bad."

The tip of his tongue licked her earlobe, and he took a bite, almost violently ambiguous.

Bright red drops rolled down, along the chin, blood drops fell on the back of the hand one by one, bright red.

Lan Jingyi bit her lip, staring at the man in front of her, her chest couldn't help heaving.She has always been a person who is very clear about reality, and she is very sensible most of the time. Those so-called pride are far less important than survival.

However, there is an inverse scale in everyone's heart.

Su Qingcheng's sharp knife fell fiercely on her reverse scales, hurting against the trend, piercing all her forbearance.