She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Li Jiayin is fine. She likes Yu Yan, and her friendship with Yan Siyu is entirely at the instigation of her family.

After all, the Li family has always followed the lead of the Yan family.

She had resisted when she was young, but her parents always told her to have a good relationship with Yan Siyu and give in to her in everything.

If you don't do this, you will be punished by your parents.

Over time, Li Jiayin realized that even if she resisted, it would be useless.

Lin Wenya is even more subtle. Compared with Li Jiayin, her thoughts are more shameful.

When Yan Siyu looked over, her eyes flickered.

"Si Yu, don't listen to her instigation. We are friends with you because you are you." Avoiding Yan Si Yu's direct gaze, Lin Wenya smiled sincerely.

Li Jiayin was not to be outdone and responded very quickly: "Yes, Siyu, don't you know who we are?"

"Although the Yan family is more powerful, Wen Ya and I's families are not bad either."

Lin Wenya nodded and looked at Manshu: "I don't know why you said that, but Siyu has brains and won't be easily provoked by you."

After listening to the two friends' words, Yan Siyu also looked at Man Shu and sneered: "I don't know how many people are trying their best to get into our circle. I advise you not to waste your time."

"Even if you follow the path of Assistant Wan, you won't be able to get along with my Third Uncle."

"No one knows what kind of person my Third Uncle is better than me!"

"He doesn't even bother to look at a little girl like you who has evil intentions."

Manshu listened to Yan Siyu's words and was annoyed by her self-righteous sense of superiority.

Do you sound like it's real?

Doesn’t she know Yan Zhan?

Manshu asked directly: "What do you know about your third uncle? Do you know how old he was when he wet the bed, when he had wet dreams, what color underwear he wore? What kind of women he liked? How many times a night?"

Yan Siyu blushed.

How could she know how old Uncle San was when he had wet dreams, or what kind of underwear he wore, let alone how many times a night he had wet dreams?

Is this what Manshu should ask? How shameless!

Yan Siyu was completely misled by Manshu's question. She was a little slow and was mocked by Manshu: "So, you can't answer it? You said you know him well, and you really think you can help him?"

After Manshu let himself go, he felt that the air around him was a lot fresher.

The waiter who was serving her couldn't help but laugh.

Are all the little girls today so tough?

However, compared to the eldest daughter of the Yan family, she really likes the one trying on clothes more.

Rich people have always liked to be aggressive.

It was the first time she saw someone handle it so well.

Wan Yi was even more stunned. Is this Miss Manshu?

How come she is so tough?

How many times a night is a question that a minor like her can ask?

Out of the corner of his eye, Wan Yi caught a glimpse of the Third Master who had been standing outside the door at some point, and he kept winking at Mansu.

There was a pot of green plants as tall as a person at the door, and she didn't notice Yan Zhan hiding behind it at all.

Therefore, she had no idea what Wan Yi's blinking meant, and she thought he had an eye cramp.

"What do you mean you can't answer? What you asked are all personal privacy. How would I know?" Yan Siyu could hardly hide her disgust for Manshu.

Is she coveting her third uncle? Otherwise, why would she ask about those things?

Manshu didn't care and laughed: "If you don't know, don't get involved. Who knows, maybe I will be your third aunt in the future?"

In order to disgust Yan Siyu, she deliberately moved closer to her and said that.

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Yan Zhan standing behind the green plants outside the door.

The smile froze on his face.