Male God, a Little Su

Wang Shiyuan turned her head in disbelief, and saw a small head sticking out from the dark blue sofa, a small face clean and sweet. I haven't seen her for half a month, but she is more and more moisturizing, her skin is white with a natural luster, and she has no resemblance to the poor little girl I saw that day!

"Why are you here?!" She squeezed a word out of her teeth.

Su Yan tilted her head and smiled sweetly when she saw her embarrassed appearance.

Throwing a candy in his mouth, he said innocently, "Why can't I be here? This is my boyfriend's house..."

"Ah……"

As soon as the words fell, there was a doting low laugh beside him.

It made Wang Shiyuan stiff, feeling a coolness rising from the soles of his feet.

"Male, boyfriend?"

"Yes~"

Su Yan rolled her eyes, lay on the back of the sofa, yawned and asked, "It's you, what are you doing at my boyfriend's house? Don't you know that I don't welcome you?"

Her malice towards Wang Shiyuan was not concealed in the slightest.

Wang Shiyuan suddenly raised her head to see Qiao Ye's expression.

However, seeing his long and narrow eyes, full of doting and tolerance, he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with Su Yan doing this.

A heart fell to the bottom of the valley, and Wang Shiyuan could clearly hear a broken sound.

Why would he fall in love with such a girl?

"Joe-"

Her face was gray, and she tugged at Qiao Ye's pants with trembling lips.

Su Yan smiled abruptly, her eyes fell on Wang Shiyuan's hand like a knife, and the mottled Kodan on her nails looked very awkward and messy. Su Yan curled her lips, and the words she spit out exuded a chill.

"Let go of your dirty hands and stay away from my boyfriend!"

She dropped the potato chips and walked over to drag Qiao Ye behind her domineeringly. Clearly petite, the whole person looks soft and needs someone to protect, Qiao Ye stands behind her, but just smiles lowly, in a happy mood.

Wang Shiyuan raised her eyes and saw Su Yan looking down at her, her eyes red and gritted, hatred deep in her eyes.

"Bitch, man!"

She paused word by word, stared at Su Yan's eyes, and slowly spit out two words.

It was because of Su Yan that she had nothing.

Lost the proud family background, lost the favorable living environment.

Originally, relying on the Qiao family, she could live a smooth life without even having to do anything, and she could live a life of peace and security.

But now, she has been kicked out of Qiao's family and cut off from her source of income. Every day, the bank would call for payment reminders. She was forced to help, but found that in this city, she could not even find a job.

No one dared to hire her—

All of this was given by Su Yan, how could she not hate it!

"I think you still haven't realized your mistake." Qiao Ye chuckled, his cold eyes full of terrifying emotions.

Su Yan grabbed Qiao Ye and said with a smile, "Don't, hitting a woman will damage your image, let me do it."

After all, even Wang Shiyuan didn't realize that this young girl said she would attack without warning.

A crisp slap sounded in the living room.

"Snapped--"

Su Yan shook her hand and looked at her condescendingly, "I said at the time that I will definitely return this slap."

"Bitch! You bastard!" Wang Shiyuan's eyes were split, she glared at Su Yan, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "I'll fight with you, go to hell!!"

Why didn't she say that she was bleeding from the nose she smashed with a notebook at that time?