Male God, a Little Su

There was a sneer in her eyes, so Sheng Jinshu and Cheng Qian, those two troublesome boys, liked such a mindless thing?

Thanks to her efforts, she took a risk and tied Su Yan here.

The company she runs recently has been attacked frequently and has entered a state of loss.

And that old man, she had been toyed with for so long! After her death, she left nothing but a house plus 20 million!

How could Qiao Ya, whose purpose is not pure, be reconciled?

She is not yet forty now, and has been played by a sixty-year-old man for so many years. All her youth was wasted. If she doesn't get back her losses, what's the point of saying that?

"Hey, Miss Su's character is really good. With a daughter-in-law like you, I'm relieved."

Qiao Ya sat beside the bed and patted Su Yan's hand lightly.

Su Yan rolled her eyes and smiled extraordinarily innocent and harmless.

"Then can I call you Aunt Qiao?"

Qiao Ya became more and more contemptuous of Su Yan and nodded, "Of course, you can call me mother."

"let it go."

Su Yan suddenly wrote: "By the way, Aunt Qiao, when did you contact Sheng Jinshu and let him come to redeem people?"

Her voice was lazy, her tone was slow and slow, as if she was just asking casually.

However, Qiao Ya's expression changed, and she squinted at Su Yan.

Su Yan let her look at it and yawned sleepily, "Or should I just let him take his life to redeem? I think this is fine."

"you--"

Qiao Ya stood up suddenly, her eyes cold.

"So you were lying to me just now?"

"Yeah, can't you see it?"

Su Yan's eyes were full of malice, and she looked at Qiao Ya as if she was watching a joke, "I've acted with you for so long, you should satisfy my request now, hurry up and inform Sheng Jinshu, right?"

"Come on!"

Qiao Ya's chest heaved up and down, looking at Su Yan's eyes, wishing to strangle her to death.

"Ma'am, what's wrong?"

A man with a figure comparable to a male model walked in. He was strong, wearing a straight black suit and bowing respectfully.

"Take care of her! Don't let her run away!"

Qiao Ya was almost deceived by her superb acting skills, and she showed anger and disgust just right, which made Qiao Ya think that Su Yan really hated Cheng Qian and Sheng Jinshu.

After all, she still knew a thing or two.

For example, this woman was forcibly brought back by the two brothers.

"Oh, Aunt Qiao, don't rush to leave!"

Su Yan cocked her feet, "Let's chat."

The man looked at Su Yan vigilantly, his eyes swept across her perfectly proportioned face, and a trace of desire appeared in his eyes.

"Brother, I suggest you take care of your eyes." Su Rou put her arms around her chest, "After all, my men are very possessive, and one of them has a hobby of collecting human organs. Your eyes look very beautiful, but It would be a shame not to find it in a glass jar one day."

The sun outside the window is good, it should be noon.

The window was half open, and the gauze was blown gently by the wind.

The woman's lazy voice resounded unhurriedly in the bedroom.

Qiao Ya frowned, turned around and sneered, and actually found a chair and sat down.

Putting on the appearance of a long talk, he didn't intend to leave.

"Miss Su's words can't scare my bodyguard. He is an elite who has gone through countless cruel trainings."