Male God, a Little Su

Fendai Maruko: [You shouldn't have gone to see the hot search, right? Better not to look at it...they're talking too much. 】

Su Yan: [Read it. 】

Fendai Maruko: [Then don't be too sad...]

Su Yan: [Not sad, thank you for continuing to believe in me. That's it for today's chat, we'll get back to you another day. 】

After Su Yan returned, she found a new friend request.

But it was the platform on which she was broadcasting live.

[Hello, this is the person in charge of xx live broadcast. Are you interested in signing a contract with our platform? 】

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The next day, it was noon, and Su Rou hadn't come down yet.

Sheng Jinshu leaned on the sofa and looked up, "She can't think about it, right?"

Cheng Qian, who was carrying sandwiches and milk, walked to the table and sat down, "You can choose to go up and have a look."

Sheng Jinshu glanced at the food on the table, "So, you didn't cook it for me?"

"You don't have a hand?"

Cheng Qian took a sip of milk, "You'd better let her calm down. As for other things, if you want to stand out for her, it's not impossible."

He curled his lips into a smile, his eyes shining brightly.

"What kind of crooked idea are you making?"

Sheng Jinshu narrowed his eyes and looked at his obviously malicious eyes.

"You know mine."

Cheng Qian shrugged, turned the glass elegantly, and lowered his eyes: "I didn't hide my intentions for her from the beginning, didn't I? Now the online comments are really bad for her, at this time—" He curled his lips Looking at Sheng Jinshu, "It's a good time for heroes to save beauty, isn't it?"

"Damn it! You want her to beg you?"

"Don't you want to?"

Cheng Qian sneered, "We are the same, and sometimes we are more like an individual. So don't tell me those hypocritical things. In fact, with the ability of your PR team, if you want, you can completely wipe them all out overnight. Go, throw all the dirty water back by the way, but you didn't—"

This is the best proof.

Sheng Jinshu put away his smile, his brows filled with anger.

He leaned lazily on the sofa and sighed, "In fact, wouldn't it be better if she only had us in her life?"

This sentence came out of his mouth, but it only made people feel very untrue.

"Of course, better without you—"

Cheng Qian finished breakfast, stood up and walked to him, patted his shoulder, and smiled.

"What a coincidence."

The eyes of the two met, and both saw a strong possessiveness in each other's eyes, "I think so too."

"Then, come on?" Cheng Qian tilted his head.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps finally came from upstairs, but at the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of dragging boxes.

The two looked up together.

Su Yan was walking downstairs with her suitcase in hand.

The two looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

They calculated a lot, but they didn't. Su Yan would choose to leave at this time.

"Rouge, are you going to move out again?"

Sheng Jinshu looked at her hurt, "I thought we were already family! You hurt me so much!"

Su Yan put down the box and smiled at the two of them, "I feel very sorry for disturbing you during this time, especially because Cheng Qian was scolded by so many people. In order to stop the loss in time, it's better for me to move out."

"It's okay, I don't care."

Cheng Qian stepped forward and took her suitcase, "So, continue to stay?"

Su Yan smiled and raised her head, but her eyes were somewhat alienated.

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need, I have already found a house, and someone will pick me up later."