Doting on Mr. Su (43) 3307 trial every day at Tian Tian Shu Bar

  "This question is a bit complicated, but overall it's still relatively correct, so I'll just say 'I guess so...'"

  "What's the reason for breaking up?"

  "Must I answer?"

  Luosi Jia reminded: "Speak without reserve!"

  *Sigh*... I cleared my throat, picked up the milk carton and started drinking: "This is a bit embarrassing, don't look at me, just let me say it quietly..." After two seconds of gathering courage, I said "The person he cheated with was my best friend, which I couldn't accept..."

  "Did he split his legs?"

  Three people speak with one voice.

  I held up my coffee and looked up in surprise: "How did you guys not know?"

  "They all say that you picked up a high branch and abandoned him!" Luo Si Jia said, slapping the table: "Who is that confidant? Song Na?" She asked herself, her face gradually showing an expression of disgust. "My god - how can it be so nauseating? She said you went with a rich person and abandoned Fang Wei Hang, and even apologized on your behalf!"

  "That's not an apology, it's a strategy."

  Luosi Jia nodded in acceptance of her correction and said with a serious face: "She really looks more like your girlfriend than you do! Someone even saw her washing clothes for Fang Weihang!"

  Compared to the painting of mandarin ducks playing in water after a bath, washing clothes is nothing, right? But this has nothing to do with me anymore, does it?

  I calmly took a sip of milk: "She did say one thing right, I am indeed with someone rich now and we're already engaged." Facing the three flashes of fierce light that shot over instantly, I quickly added: "After my leave, I went back to Q city, and only met him again on Christmas Eve. We decided to be together just before February, and he's actually my childhood sweetheart."

  "Childhood friends?" Rosetta's tone was as if she didn't know what that phrase meant.

  I nodded: "Met at five years old, he grew up with me."

  The three people all fell silent.

  Zhou Xiaomo suddenly patted her chest.

  I looked back in doubt, and Luo Si Jia quickly explained, pointing to her: "She's just lucky, we agreed earlier that if you fell because of financial difficulties, I'd sell my account with her, and we could make a small profit of 10,000 yuan. Yang Yu is more ruthless, she sells Hermès..."

  “……”

  Can Yang Yuzhen really cut off her beloved Hermès? Isn't that taking her life?

  "Fortunately it wasn't..." Zhou Xiaomo let out a long sigh.

  Isn't this sentence also Miss Yang's inner voice?

  Yang Yu closed the file and looked out of the coffee shop with a tilted head, expressionless, saying: "The red Maserati from earlier was yours, right? The base price is at least two million. Let's talk about what you've been hiding from us." Seeing that I didn't respond, she further clarified: "One house, one courtyard, one article, one item..."

  She almost spoke word by word, gritting her teeth, and didn't allow anyone to escape at all.

  I moved my mouth, suddenly didn't know where to start, remembered that sentence, some unintentional mistakes, will ultimately cause substantial harm to others.

  I put down the milk and sincerely said "sorry" then couldn't help but bitterly smile: "Actually, I didn't intentionally hide anything from you guys, it's just that I'm not used to that kind of life. My parents started doing real estate in Q city and now they've gone to Sanya to open a hotel. I've always been pretty free, also because they're busy and don't have time for me..." A bit at a loss, I weakly said: "Actually, I don't know what to say either, it's not as good as before but better than nothing..."

  "That Maserati is worth more than two million."

  I looked at Yang Yu: "If I said it was given by my fiancé, would you believe me?"

  "So tell me about your fiancé."

  I looked at Yang Yu blinking her eyes, she seemed less serious, thought for a moment, and said: "He is richer than our whole family."

  Zhou Xiaomo spat out half a mouthful of coffee, grabbed a paper towel and frantically wiped her mouth while asking: "So the key point is this future husband of yours?"

  "If I were to become rich overnight, it would definitely be because of this. The fixed assets in my card can only buy one tire!" I rubbed my head and felt a bit of a headache. Regarding Mr. Su: "His affairs have not been approved, cannot be said, he is a lawyer, if not careful, I will be imprisoned for life..."

  "How far are we from a life sentence?" Yang Yu's voice came faintly, mixed with a hint of sigh.

  I couldn't help but frown: "Why would you think I'm hiding something from you?"

  She gazed at me: "Want to know?"

  "Right, I want to know."

  She finally showed the first smile of today's meeting, although it was not a standard smile. She said: "I've never seen you care about my things before, at first I thought you might not recognize me, but when you heard the price, you didn't react either. Do you still remember the sophomore welcome party?"

  I nodded.

  She continued: "Facing unfamiliar people, or wearing formal attire, you look different, I can't quite put my finger on it, but if you explain it as being a rich person, then everything makes sense, because they've never been short of money."

  Yang Yu's words made me blush, and I was a bit embarrassed to admit: "Actually, not long ago, I still strongly disliked the statement that I'm a 'rich kid', the awards I got when I was young, the good grades I got, were all negated by similar words, so in this aspect, I may have some shadow."

  Luosi Jia clicked her tongue and complained, "It seems like our dormitory can't get along with money? One is a true love of luxury goods, one resents rich men, and another is overshadowed by wealth. Compared to you guys, why am I so out of place?"

  This is going to be a contemptuous + ridiculing tomorrow! I pretended to be fierce: "You say that again and we'll beat you up!"

  "Kneel down and beg to marry a rich man!" Zhou Xiaomu interrupted, "Sell yourself for a holy suit!"

  And there's another good-for-nothing who's so addicted to games that he can't even leave his house...

  It's better not to believe what she said, seeing that she avoids men who have a bit of money, it's not that she's being pretentious, but rather she hates her father for changing wives whenever he gets rich. Her disgust towards wealthy men is beyond imagination, and she was just shouting to fit in with the scene.

  The four of us basked in the sun and chatted idly for a while, talking about my years with Mr. Su. Suddenly, Yang Yu asked me, "Is Song Na stupid?"

  The three of us were all puzzled.

  She said: "According to your previous relationship with her, marrying and becoming a bridesmaid is a sure thing? In the future, what kind of rich person can't be picked up, does she think Wei Hang is true love?"

  "She probably didn't expect Sakura's sudden change of heart." Luo Si Jia explained firmly.

  "What's so great about Fang Weihang?" Zhou Xiaomeng asked in confusion: "He skips class, runs away from school, talks about romance, and plays games in his dorm. What's good about him?"

  "His Mercedes is better."

  "Is he driving a Mercedes?" Zhou Xiaoming still didn't know.

  "That yellow Mercedes under Building 9 in the West District is his."

  "What's the point of having a Porsche if you don't even go out all day?" Zhou Xiaomu finished her last sip of coffee, and suddenly thought: "Why did he get a Qin Huang color?"

  That's actually his dad's car.

  Although I knew, I decided to keep silent.

  "What business is it of yours what color someone wears? As long as it shows their status, that's enough. Haven't you seen those who can't even afford to wear decent clothes yet still try to curry favor?"

  Zhou Xiaomo was convinced and nodded her head saying: "That makes sense."

  Luosi Jia asked me: "Do you have a grudge against Xu Fei from 403?"