Chapter 11

Qiao Wanrou, with a gloomy face, walked over step by step.

"Su Nan..."

Su Nan stood there. She knew someone was coming. No one would come to her except Qiao Wanrou.

She looked at her quietly. Qiao Wanrou's face was gentle and pitiful.

In front of him, Qiao Wanrou smiled coldly and took off her disguise.

"Did you come to the party on purpose? You came to get close to YeChuan, didn't you? You are divorced. Why are you still clinging to it? If I were you, I would hide far away and don't hurry to find happiness."

Su Nan looked at her with a sneer in her cold eyes.

"Qiao Wanrou, the whole world knows you are a junior. Have you had a good time?"

Every news item on the hot search was stripped clean, including Qiao Wanrou, who is beside Fu YeChuan.

Although fuyechuan removed relevant information, Qiao Wanrou, a "junior", was reviled.

For a while she couldn't even sleep well.

"Su Nan, fame is not important, but affection is important. YeChuan and I can come to the end. Can you?" Qiao Wanrou was unwilling to hum and looked at her from top to bottom.

"You took the money to sell blood to get the banquet invitation? Otherwise, how could you come to such a place? Do you rent clothes and jewelry?"

Qiao Wanrou stepped forward step by step, her eyes flickering slightly, walked to the side of the pool, and sneered.

"Su Nan, you asked for it..."

As she said this, she suddenly fell back and fell into the pool. The sound of splashing immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

The crowd exclaimed.

Su Nan looked at the scene with indifference and his eyes sank slightly. Suddenly, the same situation occurred in her mind when she had just married Fu YeChuan three years ago.

"Su Nan, I don't congratulate you on getting married. After all, ye Chuan doesn't love you. If you hadn't donated blood to me at any time, ye Chuan wouldn't have agreed to marry you. You wouldn't be happy together. If you didn't believe it, look -"

She jumped down at the edge of the pool, and fuyechuan jumped down without thinking.

Qiao Wanrou proved the truth with facts. At that time, Su Nan thought that her sincerity would move fuyechuan, and she was defeated miserably.

Now, Qiao Wanrou jumped down again and struggled in the water.

There was a man rushing by. Needless to think, it must be Fu YeChuan. He anxiously picked up Qiao Wanrou in the water.

"YeChuan, don't blame Su Nan. I'll apologize. She didn't forgive me. She must still blame me. She didn't mean to."

Qiaowanrou winced in the man's arms and sobbed. The onlookers were distressed and looked at Su Nan with strange eyes.

When Su Jin heard the news, he frowned slightly at the sight. Su Nan stopped him from helping. Instead, he whispered a few words in his ear and Su Jin left.

Fuyechuan held Qiao Wanrou, who was soaked all over, and put a coat on her. His black eyes looked at Su Nan coldly.

Su Nan met his eyes without evasion, and a touch of irony was aroused at the corner of her lips.

"She has already used this trick. Won't you believe it?"

Believe it or not, Su Nan didn't care. She said goodbye to the broken hair in her ears, and the sarcasm deepened at the corners of her lips. "It doesn't matter. Acting is so old-fashioned, and I haven't made any progress at all. I should cooperate with you to perform. I don't see it!"

Does she have to take it?

Acting with her? It really lowers my IQ!

As soon as Su Nan was about to turn around and leave, Qiao Wanrou refused to let go of this wonderful opportunity to wash white. Suddenly, she got up from Fu YeChuan, grabbed Su Nan's arm and began to cry.

"Su Nan, I know you don't like me, but every time you donate blood, ye Chuan gives you money. What else are you dissatisfied with? Why are you still pestering us after the divorce and making false accusations against us? You do everything possible to come to the banquet, but you won't give up your heart, right?"