All the people and the media in the banquet hall were talking about her, and the voices of sympathy and sarcasm were everywhere.

He has done everything, and now he can kiss her so calmly to be jealous?

Are you mocking her?Or is it a reminder of her overreaching?

Yi Xiao's shoulders trembled slightly, she raised her head and looked back at Zhan Yan, her tone was haughty and slightly angry: "Young Master Zhan, not every woman is like An Yirou or Li Yuhan, who hang around you, I don't care. Your vinegar? You think too much of yourself!"

What is this nonsense?

He Zhanyan hadn't said that he would let her go, she was so impatient from the beginning, she wanted to get rid of him and give him to another woman.

Now mocking him for being sentimental?

The handsome eyebrows frowned suddenly, and the obsidian-like eyes exuded a cold and sharp light, which brought an infinite sense of oppression.

Before Zhan Yan had time to open his mouth to shout out the boredom in his heart to Yi Xiao, a pretty figure came from a distance.

Yi Xiao saw Li Yuhan, and threw off Zhan Yan's wrist even more urgently, Zhan Yan was slightly taken aback by the distant and annoying movement, and his expression flashed with a hint of injury.

Li Yuhan glanced sideways at Yi Xiao, and the consonance in his eyes disappeared in a flash. Then he walked to Zhan Yan's side like looking forward to a bright future, naturally took his arm, and thoughtfully put on a suit for him: "Yan Yan , It’s cold outside, don’t catch a cold.”

Zhan Yan stretched out his hand and pulled Li Yuhan into his arms, and bit her fair finger lightly on his mouth. Li Yuhan smiled charmingly, then pulled out his hand, and put it on Zhan Yan's chest pretending to be coquettish. After pushing and shoving, she said in shame, "Yan, your wife is here..."

Li Yuhan bit the word "wife" very clearly, but it was more like humiliating Yi Xiao.

Zhan Yan's cruel crimson lips parted slightly, he sneered, and said, "Wife? What kind of wife is she, haven't you heard others say? Her current status is just a lover who lives with me temporarily. That's all."

"Yi Xiao, you just talked about An Yirou, so let me tell you now, you are just like her at best, it's just a piece of clothing, Zhan Yan will keep it if I like it, and throw it away when I'm tired of playing with it."

Yi Xiao's hands clenched into fists, trembling violently, unable to utter a word out of anger

Why didn't she realize before that besides being cold and cold, Zhan Yan is also so cheap?

When she's happy, she's violent and violent, and when she's not happy, a single word can make her worthless.

Yi Xiao was really sad in her heart. She thought just now that if they couldn't be a husband and wife, maybe Zhanyan would regard herself as a younger sister and protect her with pain, but now she realized that it was herself who was acting affectionate. .

Obviously, he humiliated himself because he wanted her to have no place in Zhan's house!

Yi Xiao was thinking wildly in her mind, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, she couldn't move, but she didn't dare to raise her head to face them, like a floating leaf, unable to find a landing point.

At this moment, a suit jacket suddenly appeared on her shoulders. Yi Xiao raised her eyes and saw Li Fuzhan walking to her side at some point.

Li Fuzhan patted her on the shoulder, Wen Yu's smile was very warm, and his eyes were also full of tenderness, like a ray of sunshine after the rain, clear and bright, which made Yi Xiao feel much at ease.

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