Male God, a Little Su

"cough……"

He Jinnian never expected that the fire would burn back on himself.

As soon as the words fell, Wen Zheng's temple bulged, and he couldn't bear to turn around and punch He Jinnian's face.

He Jinnian tilted his head and let out a low laugh, his voice particularly sweet.

He raised his hand to block Wen Zheng's hand, and raised his eyes with a smile, his dark pupils seemed to be unable to penetrate light, cold and heavy.

"What? Get mad at me? What are you?"

Not causing trouble doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble.

It was today that he deposed Wen Zheng in front of so many people, and no one in the Wen family dared to fart!

Although they are from aristocratic families, they are also divided into three, six, and nine ranks.

Wen Jia, what is it?

Wen Hang also rushed up, pushed Wen Zheng away, and stood in front of He Jinnian, smiling sarcastically.

"What? If you can't grab a woman, then do it? Also, when did Miss Su become your girlfriend? Master Wen, your family lives by the sea? You are so lenient!"

Repeated and repeated embarrassment made Wen Zheng lose face.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Wen Hang coldly, "Get out of the way, it's none of your business!"

"Yo? Why is it none of my business? Who in school doesn't know that I'm Young Master He's little follower? If Jin Zunyugui gets hurt, can you pay for it? Come on, come and fight me if you're not convinced. Thick meat is not afraid of these."

He beckoned to Wen Zheng, looking like a rogue.

"Tsk—are you naive? It's annoying to have to fight fast."

Su Yan casually took out the lipstick from her handbag, applied a layer to the mirror, and said without looking sideways.

How arrogant!

This is the onlookers, the only thought.

But who said, she has arrogant capital?

Wen Zheng clenched his fists tightly, making a creaking sound.

The atmosphere is condensed, and the sword is drawn.

Su Yan pinched her eyebrows irritably, suddenly opened the car door and got out of the car, walked to Wen Zheng, and slapped her fiercely.

A crisp sound shocked everyone.

Wen Hang was so close that his eyelids trembled in fright.

Su Yan, this woman really does not play cards according to common sense, and it is too violent, right?

He even doubted that if she and He Jinnian were really together, Young Master He, who had always been pampered, would be Su Yan's opponent.

At that time, shouldn't it be domestic violence?

"Su Yan!!"

Wen Zheng reacted, his anger made his breathing heavy, and flames jumped in his eyes, "Are you fucking crazy?"

"Snapped--"

"Who the hell are you scolding?" Su Yan stood there on high heels, her already proud height was almost equal to Wen Zhengping's, her eyes were drooping, full of disdain, "I'm announcing to everyone. Are you a boyfriend or girlfriend, or are you engaged to me? While hanging on the old lady and trying to make me fall in love with you, while privately opening a room with those tender models, your abacus is pretty good, huh?"

Wen Zheng's arrogant arrogance suddenly slumped when he heard these words.

really--

Su Ro's abnormality is because she knows?

"A, A Yan, listen to my explanation, I..."

"Stay away from me."

Su Yan raised her eyelids coldly, and her icy and stern gaze made Wen Zheng pinned to the spot.

She looked at Wen Zheng up and down, "I don't know who gave you the illusion that you thought you had a heartthrob script? Tell you, you are a plaything at best with me! Do you understand?"

Su Yan patted his face lightly, ignoring his livid face, turned around and got back into the car.