In the dark alley, Lan Zitong raised his eyes and glanced at Su Yuyan disdainfully, with a sarcastic smile on his delicate face: "Su Yuyan, tell me, how much money do you want before you leave Brother Jinshen?"

"Hey! Miss Lan, if you want me to leave, let's see how much you are willing to pay for your brother Jinshen?" Su Yuyan's face was calm, and she could not see the slightest fear and inferiority on her face. .

When Lan Zitong heard that this woman was willing to talk about money with her, she rolled her eyes instantly, raised her chin, and said arrogantly, "Is 10 million enough? I think, I think you have never seen so many ugly people from the slums like you. Money, right? It's enough money for your whole life."

"Che, Miss Lan, I'm sorry. In your eyes, 10 million is enough for a lifetime. In my eyes, it's just a fart." Su Yuyan took out a card reflecting a faint golden light from her pocket, Zitong swayed proudly in front of him twice, and said with a cold and sassy expression: "Look at what this is?"

"Hehe, it really is an ugly monster from a poor place. You can't wait to take out your bank card, do you want me to transfer money to you?" Lan Zitong raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, like you With this ugly appearance, what qualifications do you have to be worthy of Brother Jinshen, even if you give you 10 million, otherwise I will have a way to kill you."

"Please, Miss Lan, please put away this narcissistic idiot, okay? See clearly, this is the bank card my husband gave me. Your money is worth nothing compared to the numbers on this card. Mention." Su Yuyan's eyes as cold as water flashed a murderous look in an instant.

"This, is this really the card that Brother Jin Shen gave you?" Lan Zitong's eyes became sharp as a burst of anger started from his heart.

Su Yuyan took a few steps towards Lan Zitong, put the bank card between her fair and slender fingers, and then shook it lightly, proudly saying: "That's right. This is the card my husband gave me, and it's the main card! Yes! Now, Miss Lan, when I bought something last time, I accidentally checked the balance, hehe, guess what? I saw that there are at least a dozen zeros after 10 million?"

"You bitch, He De He Neng, with the money from Hua Jinshen..." Lan Zitong only felt the blood from all over her body rushed to her face, and she was about to explode with anger. She stared at her eyes and became angry. Before that, he was about to slap Su Yuyan in the face fiercely.

"Crazy! It's only natural for a husband to make money for his daughter-in-law. It's up to you, a mad woman, to take care of it." Su Yuyan stretched out her hand like a pincer and grabbed the girl's chin. He shoved her back and pushed her to the ground in embarrassment.

"hiss!"

Lan Zitong didn't slap him, instead his thin body fell heavily to the ground. Her white and tender elbow was rubbed against the ground, a piece of skin was torn, and it was cold with pain.

She trembled with anger and shouted loudly: "Su Yuyan, you dare to hit me? You ugly bastard! I warn you, a clown is a clown, you'd better get away from brother Jinshen, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you. "

"Do you dare?" Su Yuyan responded bluntly, facing the threat, she just raised her eyebrows calmly, obviously afraid of not taking pictures.

Lan Zitong was originally angry in his heart, but when he was provoked by this woman, he instantly became even more angry. A look of hatred flashed in her eyes, and she slowly got up from the ground, covered her bruised arm, and said with undisguised disgust: "Bitch, I don't understand the slutty bastards who come out of dirty places like you. Don't you just like to seduce rich men, then I'll let you have enough fun today!"

"I'm sorry, it's enough for this girl to have my husband. As for other men, I'll leave it to Miss Lan! I see Miss Lan's resentful face, and I know that you are lacking in men's nourishment. Why don't you ask Miss Lan to find a man? Just play, to avoid endocrine disorders from developing neuropathy here." Su Yuyan retorted, not to be outdone.