Fu Yechuan's words were really humble and even pitiful.

If you go back two years, will Su Nan go crazy with joy when she hears this?

But now it sounds a little ridiculous.

She raised her eyes, looked at the man in front of her, and finally determined that she no longer felt anything.

Finally, she said coldly:

"Because, I don't want to make myself regret it. It's worthless to waste two feelings on the same man."

Fu Yechuan's pupils shrank fiercely, and even his heart twitched, and the pain pierced his heart.

The hard and stern face was slightly stagnant, and the expression on his hand flashed.

But the next second, he lowered his head and kissed Su Nan's lips fiercely.

It seemed that he didn't care who she liked at all.

She must be her own, and only her own.

But Su Nan tilted her head subconsciously, and his kisses were dense and suffocating on her side face.

Su Nan used all his strength to resist, but a man's strength is inherently dominant.

Even though she was a little skilled, in front of Fu Yechuan, she was nothing more than a little trouble.

His aura was cold and strong, and the whole person was cold, forcibly imprisoned her under his body, and wanted her to remember her forever...

Su Nan was angry and anxious. He didn't expect that Fu Yechuan would dare to play hooligan with her here?

She got chills all over her body.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew by.

Fu Yechuan groaned, his whole body involuntarily tilted to the side and fell.

But he let go in time to let Su Nan stand firm, but he stumbled two steps.

Stand firm.

He raised his head blushing.

When he saw the person standing in front of him, the sharp edge in his eyes was full, and he wished to kill bloodthirsty.

Shang Qian stood there, elegant but cold, with a very ugly face.

Fading away his approachable warmth and modesty, when he was silent, he was angry.

Shang Qian glanced at Fu Yechuan without fear, then took off his suit jacket and put it lightly on Su Nan's body.

He touched Su Nan's face, "Are you alright?"

The voice is restrained tenderness.

Su Nan paused, lowered his eyes, and shook his head: "It's okay."

Shang Qian's eyes were still deep, but his movements were gentle and light.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Yechuan with dark eyes, his face tense and ugly.

Fu Yechuan snorted in disdain.

The scarlet in his eyes was cold and sneering:

"I can't sit still like this? Su Nan used to be married to me for three years. Isn't it normal for us to kiss?"

For a moment.

There seemed to be a chill in the air.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shang Qian strode forward and swiped a punch at Fu Yechuan's face!

He seemed to hold back for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to vent.

Su Nan's heart lifted in an instant.

Although he looked a little more gentle than Fu Yechuan, he should have practiced the strength and speed of his moves.

Every move is ruthless.

As soon as the two men started, they didn't mean to stop, and they beat each other to death like crazy.

You come and go, and your face is full of colors.

Su Nan frowned, but remained silent.

She is ready to go up to replace Shang Qian at any time, and then continue to beat Fu Yechuan to death.

But suddenly someone shouted:

"Come on, hit someone-"

It was Lu Qi who called.