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"Because she's too dirty and needs to be washed with water." Xiao Yiran's icy-cold voice passed through the atmosphere and entered Su Wanzheng's ears. It was originally a simple sentence, but at this moment, it felt like a sharp knife was stabbing into the heart of He Wan.

"Your saliva is cleaner than hers." Xiao Yiran glanced at Su Wangzheng and said word by word.

"So annoying." The red-haired woman patted Xiao Yiran's chest and said in a spoiled manner, "Let's go. I still need to hurry. There's a public show today."

"Alright." After saying that, Xiao Yiran stepped on the gas pedal and sped away.

Watching Xiao Yiran drive away, Su Wangzheng couldn't take it anymore. She fell to the ground and hugged her knees tightly as tears flowed down her face.

Did he have to humiliate her like this?

Xiao Yiran was indeed the same as before.

In fact, thinking about it, how could someone as proud as him allow others to betray him?

And now, the more cruel his behavior was, the more he cared in his heart, and the more he couldn't escape her control.

Perhaps he really did love her back then, and that was why he hated her so deeply. When she met him on the way, he would humiliate her. She should have been very happy to see this, but why was her heart in such pain?

This kind of pain was like a heart wrenching pain. It was suffocating, and it was worse than death.

Xiao Yiran, why can't you be more indifferent and make everyone feel better?

After an unknown period of time, Su Zhizheng felt that her mind had gone blank and was no longer under her control.

She wanted to get up and take a taxi to the coffee shop to meet with Ou Ziyang, but she found that she couldn't move her feet. Move. She felt as if she had been stuck in a nightmare. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't come back to her senses.

"Ring, ring." At this moment, Su Wanzheng's phone suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone slowly, and it rang once, twice. The ringing sound was like a light in the dark, guiding Su Wenzheng to wake up.

As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Ou Ziyang's angry roar, "Hello. It's almost time, where are you? "

"I'm downstairs, so why don't you ask Little Wang to come pick me up?" Su Wenzhuan tried his best to support his body with his zither. The strength in his body, but his voice was still weak.

"Ah?" "Oh, okay." Hearing the frail voice of Su Wangzheng, Ou Ziyang suddenly froze.

What was going on?

He had known Su You's zither for so many years, but he had never heard her cry. Was that just a hallucination? Did she really cry?

Ou Ziyang suddenly felt his heart begin to panic.

What had happened? Could it be that she and her husband …

Ten minutes later, a lengthened Lincoln entered the residential complex of the Jadewater Coldyard. When they saw a woman squatting on the ground with her head buried in her knees, as if she was sobbing, Ou Ziyang quickly shouted, "Little Wang, stop the car!"

Then, he saw Ou Ziyang push open the door and run out.

His heart was filled with panic after he hung up the phone. When he saw the haggard figure of Su You's guzheng, his heart was already burning with anxiety. However, when he hurriedly jumped out of the car and saw that he was only a few steps away from Su Wangzheng, his heart suddenly calmed down.

With that, Ou Ziyang's heart leapt into his throat.

He had chosen to use this method to ease Su Wangzheng's mood, but he didn't know if it was right or wrong. He was truly worried that if Su Wanzheng propped up her head that was filled with tears and threw himself into his embrace, then all the efforts he had put in to conceal himself would have all come to naught.

It was so quiet that even the surrounding air seemed to stop flowing.

After about five seconds, Su Wangzheng slowly raised her head and gave Ou Ziyang a very quiet smile.