Your Miss Su is blackened

Song Yihan received a clear reply, and finally felt relieved.

She wanted to post something, but Su Wan's voice sounded: "Xiaohan, I like this perfume very much, and I am planning to find a friend to buy it from the United States recently, thank you."

Song Yihan put down the phone, looked at her and said, "Well, it's good that I like it. I also use this perfume. The day Su Beijin put me to sleep, I sprayed this perfume on me. He was fascinated. And, this It’s a perfume that pregnant women can also use.”

Su Wan, "..."

She didn't know what to say, so she smiled slightly awkwardly.

Song Yihan probably saw her unnaturalness.

The girl got up and sat down next to her, holding her arm: "Xiao Wan, don't be shy, isn't that the only thing between a man and a woman? If you like it, be bold, because a husband and wife need love. "

Su Wan nodded seriously: "Well, you're right."

After responding, she looked at Song Yihan curiously.

After hesitating, the woman still asked, "Xiaohan, what's going on between you and my brother?"

Girls like Song Yihan seem to have nothing to hide.

As soon as she asked, she said it directly; "I like him, but he doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic about me. Hey, I'm still a little lost when I think about it."

Su Wan comforted: "My brother was raised by my father as ZH's heir since he was a child. He is used to suppressing his emotions and has a strong sense of professionalism. But I can tell that he treats you differently."

Song Yihan looked joyful: "Really?"

Su Wan nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I grew up with him, so I think I know him quite well."

Hearing this, the girl was overjoyed, and her brows and eyes were full of joy.

Su Wan lowered her eyes, and was infected by her emotions for a moment.

Even, I don't consciously recall the time when I liked Fu Moxing when I was a student.

At that time, my mind was extremely pure, and I was working hard with passion, only thinking about marrying him one day sooner, and thinking about seeing him every day.

……

During dinner, Fu Moxing went downstairs.

Usually there are no guests at home, so Fu Moxing usually sits opposite Su Wan.

Song Yihan came to the house today, and the man sat next to Su Wan while eating.

He personally helped her serve the soup, and when he put it in front of her, he said thoughtfully: "Be careful when drinking it."

Song Yihan put the chopsticks in her mouth and stared at them with envious eyes.

She thought to herself, this is completely different from what Su Beijin said. Su Beijin said that Fu Moxing treated his sister badly, even extremely cruel.

But now she sees that Boss Fu treats Xiaowan very well.

When did he, Su Beijin, serve her soup himself? !

Song Yihan felt that the man must be telling tales.

That's right, tell tales!
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was right, so she nodded unconsciously.

Su Wan noticed his gaze and nodding movements, and looked over: "Xiaohan, why don't you eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

Song Yihan returned to her senses and smiled: "No, it's delicious. I may be full of dog food."

Su Wan, "..."

She glanced at Fu Moxing: "You eat yours, leave me alone."

The latter curled his lips into a faint smile, and said the word "good" pamperingly.

Song Yihan said "tsk tsk tsk" twice, and couldn't help feeling: "When will Su Beijin treat me like this, I will die in peace."