Chapter 1571: This little fighting power is not as good as Pan Yu

Chapter 1571: This little fighting power is not as good as Pan Yu

Chapter 1571 This level of combat power is not as good as Pan Yus

In what capacity are you telling me this? Su Fu raised her eyebrows and her tone was intriguing.

Shan Xuan felt humiliated. Did she discover anything?

Or...what is she suspecting?

I cant explain why, but Shan Xuans blood began to boil after receiving this realization.

It is as if a weak person suddenly becomes the object of fear of a powerful person crowned with a halo. That kind of achievement is indescribable.

Shan Xuan didnt speak, and Sufu waited quietly. The scene on the Mosul seaside was still vivid in her mind.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

She tried her best to please Xue Tuan and snuggled closely to Shangguan Ling. She looked at her with a bit of confusion in her eyes, using the confusion to cover up the excitement in her heart.

Only women can see women more clearly.

She had also seen Shan Xuan's tricks in Pan Yu before.

Not only Pan Yu, but also Shen Ruoxi is no exception.

The harmless little white rabbit is actually ambitious enough to be a big bad wolf.

"Ms. Su, I... have some business to discuss with the president. I hope you can understand."

"Miss Shan, it seems you don't want to talk about this official matter." After saying this, Su Fu called Jiang Chuan.

Young madam, I am here.

The next second, the phone was thrown directly at him, and Jiang Chuan caught it. He looked at Su Fu, then at Shangguan Ling, and found that neither of them had the intention to speak.

He had no choice but to answer the phone and said, "Miss Shan, our young master and young lady are busy. If you have anything, you can tell me."

After hearing this, Shan Xuan was so angry that she hung up the phone.

Young madam, she died. Jiang Chuan handed the phone back to Shangguan Ling with both hands.

Shangguan Ling put away his cell phone, glanced at Su Fu from the corner of his eye, and reached out to squeeze the palm of Xuetuan's child.

Xue Tuan turned his head and fluttered for Su Fu to hug him, "Mom, are you angry?"

Su Fu, who had a face as cold as ice, immediately softened when he saw his precious daughter taking the initiative to get close to her, "Why would Xue Tuan ask that?"

Xuetuan pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word. He hugged her neck and buried his little head into the crook of her neck.

"Are you tired? Can Mommy take you upstairs to sleep for a while?" Su Fu stood up holding the snow ball in her arms and was about to leave.

Shangguan Ling grabbed her wrist with quick eyes and hands, and said in a slightly urgent tone: "Su Fu."

"Is something wrong?" Su Fu half-turned her head and stared at him coldly.