He could not help but fought the Cold War. Su Qingdong lived for most of his life. He had never seen anything or experienced anything, but only this time, he could not understand the thoughts of a woman.
Yan Huan picked up the juice on the table and took a soft sip in his mouth.
Her fingers gently pinched the straw in the juice, and her red lips lifted slightly. She was an actor or a good actor. She knew how to torture others' minds.
Su Qingdong had no human lives in his hands before, and only one of his lives was in his hands.
Imagine that when you think that person is dead, you also believe that he is dead, and his death is your foolproof, you have thought that this thing has passed, and you have forgotten.
But one day, this person suddenly appeared in front of you, so alive, just like the evil spirits crawling out of hell, how could you still be asleep.
"Yan Huan, what on earth do you want?" This is the third time, this is the third time Su Qingdong asked this question, he took a deep breath, he asked what he wanted, he gave, all he had Yes, as long as she can close her mouth and let that thing rot into her stomach forever.
Their Su family couldn't stand such tossing. He couldn't bear the charge of murder. Su Muran even couldn't bear it, stealing the blood of people's home and forcibly pumping others' bone marrow.
"What do you want?" Yan Huan gently raised his red lips. "Mr. Su thinks, what can I get, um, what do you have in the Su family, which I don't have?"
Money, she has, right, she has at home, yes, she seems to have one father.
It's ridiculous, if she had such an old man as Su Qingdong, she would rather have fallen out of the stone.
"Mr. Su..." Yan Huan suddenly put down the glass, the sound was quiet, quiet, like a calm lake, originally quiet and beautiful, but there was a layer of ice and snow floating on it.
"You said, did you dream of me when you dreamed back at midnight? Did you dream that I was forcibly taken away from your bone marrow and screamed when you were pushed down the Haijiang River, I beg As you are approached, your ruthlessness, your shamelessness, your heartlessness, Mr. Su, I am back."
Su Qingdong's body was stiff, and there was cold sweat in the palm of his hand. Even his fingers were trembling unconsciously, and there was a lot of cold sweat on the forehead.
It seems to be a nightmare.
Yan Huan put the cup up again, compared to Su Qingdong's nervousness, Yan Huan was like a cat at this time. She was playing with the mouse in her hand, and she didn't call Yan Huan if she didn't play dead.
"How can you close your mouth?" Su Qingdong gloomy with a pair of black eyes, took out his whole life, there is no unfavorable momentum in the mall, but, unfortunately, he met not others, but words and joy.
Yan Huan is afraid of anything, but she is not afraid of threats. In particular, she is Su Qingdong’s creditor.
"Mr. Su, if I were you..." Her voice paused, and then continued slowly, "I will pay attention to my tone, is it not the case to ask people to do things?"
This sentence of asking for help made Su Qingdong's entire Zhang black, yes, asking for help, she was just asking for help, and his eyes also burst into a killing opportunity, feeling that this woman could not stay, and she simply It’s not the way, and it’s not difficult to give them any chance to discuss.
The play is ruthless.
Yan Huan is not credible.
"Mr. Su, do you still want to kill me again?" Yan Huan smiled again, just a bit of frost in the smile.
"Mr. Su, something happened once, and it can't be the second time. Since I can come back, since I can sit in front of you, don't think I'm not prepared."
"What should be prepared is ready, everything that should be done is done, and all the games that should be clothed are clothed. Mr. Su is not a good person, of course I am not," Yan Huan suddenly stepped forward, but in his beautiful eyes Always cold.
And her voice was like a curse. Su Qingdong's ears, which had just stabbed, began to buzz.
"Mr. Su, you really thought that Su Muran had my bone marrow, so you can rest in peace. You really think my bone marrow can keep her alive and live forever, huh..." she covered Mouth laughed.
"Mr. Su, are you afraid of a relapse?"
And Su Qingdong almost came out stumbled, he lived most of his life, this is the first time she met such a woman like Yan Huan, she seemed to predict the future, almost all let him escape without a fight, or all Defeated.
Originally, he wanted to talk about the conditions, but in the end, he didn't talk about any conditions, because even if it was talks, Yan Huan couldn't accept it, her current purpose. No one knows for sure, just like she would take Yan Hua's TV series, either for something else or for Su Muran.
She killed her life and wanted to live well. There is no such good thing in this world.
If you want to sit back, you should also ask her if she is willing and agrees.
Next, she went to the studio as usual. When it was okay, to suppress the drama of Su Muran and Sun Yuhan, and then to make Su Muran's spirit extremely intense, as for Sun Yuhan, Yan Huan was just incidental, she and Sun Yuhan did not What a big hatred, to put it bluntly, as long as it is not a life-threatening thing for her, she can not care about everything. As for why Sun Yuhan was targeted, it was not because of anything else, but because she looked at her discomfort.
Is such a reason enough?
Yan Huan put her hand under the faucet and washed her hand. The splash hit her finger slightly. She was slightly cold and she didn't care. The coldest one was encountered.
After washing it, she took out a tissue from one side and wiped her hands clean.
When it was time to go out, it turned out to be a strange figure.
She doesn't have much curiosity. She is not a person who likes to watch lively people. However, the figure of this person is somewhat familiar, some like Lu Qin.
She hesitated, and finally followed.
At this time, Lu Qin saw no one around and hid in a bush. He took out something from his pocket, his fingers were shaking, people were also excited, and the facial features were greedy.
It turned out that there was a cigarette in his hand. He lit the cigarette and sat directly on the ground. Then he swallowed and swallowed it bit by bit. The first bite went down. The smoke sucked back, and the whole person seemed to be in between dreams. He raised the corners of his lips, with a dreamy smile, and was swallowing a little bit of contentment.