Hong Yihuan lowered his head, his face was red enough to drip blood.

"Fu... President Fu likes Miss Su. I can't help it..."

How does she compare to Su Nan?

One is as humble as dust, the other as warm as the sun.

Hong Jingyan snorted coldly.

"No way? Isn't your mother a junior? She didn't teach you any skills before she died? If he doesn't like you, you won't steal it?"

Hong Jingyan pushed her, Hong Yihuan almost fell, leaned against the wall abruptly, bumped his head against the wall, and made a dull sound.

What a pity.

Standing there, Su Nan seemed to have some sympathy for this Hong Yihuan.

But this kind of sympathy also disappeared quickly, has something to do with her?

But the next second, she suddenly heard Hong Yihuan scream, "My clothes..."

Hong Jingyan's eyes were condensed, holding the tool bucket on the side, a bucket full of water was poured on Hong Yihuan's body.

Hate and happy!

Hong Yihuan was drenched all over, standing there miserably, leaning against the wall, embracing her drenched self aggrievedly, her crying even more miserable.

"Sister, how do I get out in a while?"

All the people who came were celebrities, and they were rich second-generation people with a lot of status. If she appeared embarrassed, she would definitely be ridiculed by others, and she would be even more unable to hold her head up in the future.

Hong Jingyan sneered, sharp and mean.

"You ran to Fu Yechuan for help, isn't this your chance?"

She is forcing her to die.

Su Nan frowned, just when he was hesitating whether to do a favor or not, Yu Guang suddenly swept away.

Fu Yechuan was talking to Lu Qi on the other side, relaxed.

Forget it, Hong Yihuan is also quite pitiful, and it's just a matter of doing me a favor.

Seeing this, Su Nan waved directly at him.

"Fu Yechuan, someone here is looking for you."

As soon as Fu Yechuan saw Su Nan, he lost his mood to talk to Lu Qi.

Turn around and push the wheelchair over.

Lu Qi speechlessly experienced the feeling of being abandoned again.

Brother, why is it always him who is wronged?

There was no way, he stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair to help, and went over together.

Heh, he wanted to see, what did Su Nan do to Lao Fu?

As soon as Su Nan opened his mouth, the two sisters inside were completely silent.

She didn't hide herself deliberately, Hong Jingyan and Hong Yihuan must have seen her.

Su Nan didn't care, she took a step back slowly, back to the corner of the corridor.

Fu Yechuan's face was gentle, "Are you looking for me?"

Su Nan shook his head and pointed casually into the corridor.

"It's not me, the people here are looking for you."

After she finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and left.

Busy, she's here to help...

Lu Qi and Fu Yechuan watched her leave in surprise.

Fu Yechuan frowned, glanced at Lu Qi, and motioned for him to push him to take a look.

What the **** happened inside?

Lu Qi was also surprised. They walked over and looked at the corner. A weak and weak woman was soaked all over, hugging herself and squatting in the corner, trembling all over, crying horribly and bleakly, but trying to suppress her cry.

Her hair was soaked, and she couldn't see it.

Opposite is the bathroom.

And there was no one around.

At Lu Qi's birthday party, something like this happened, and he couldn't explain it to anyone.

He was shocked for a moment and looked at Fu Yechuan.

"Father, this..."

Just now, it was Su Nan who left from here.

Wouldn't it be Su Nan?

She can really do it!

Fu Yechuan's face was dark, of course he recognized that this woman was Hong Yihuan who Hong also wanted to stuff him with.

As for why she was like this, he wasn't interested in knowing.

He was angry that Hong Yihuan was here, why did Su Nan let him come over?

What does it have to do with him?

The two men didn't do anything, but Lu Qi had a wife. He bumped into a soaked woman for no reason, and he couldn't tell with his two mouths.

And Fu Yechuan, he didn't want to care.

The air was silent for a full minute.

Hong Yihuan's crying eyes were swollen, she squatted there, not daring to stand up.

Turning his head to the side, looking in the direction of Fu Yechuan, he was very pitiful.

"Please help me."