Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 77 Hate (2)
Has Su Ze never thought about it?Even if he chooses an ordinary person, why choose Long Su'er, she is obviously much stronger than Long Su'er, just because of her family background, she is thousands of times better than her.

Su Ze's eyes are so cold, they are no longer as spring breeze as they used to be, she will never forget, on the first day of school, he was carrying a brown schoolbag, and the shirt was inlaid with a row of golden buttons. After buttoning it, he smiled like the wind and said, "My name is Su Ze. Nice to meet you all."

She thinks... she's found her own Prince Charming.

"Yaoyao, are you alright?" Zhao Xiang helped her to a cold drink shop, and as soon as the door opened, she was shivered by the cold air.

Zhao Yaoyao was like a drowned rat, her whole body was soaked in rainwater, her eyes were full of tears, and she said: "Why, why, sister, how can I be worse than her? Why doesn't Su Ze like me?"

"You're not bad anywhere, but she's too treacherous, and the methods she used were too vicious, which confused Su Ze." Zhao Xiang looked at her younger sister, feeling extremely distressed in her heart, and immediately gritted her teeth.

"Then what should I do? Wang Zize can no longer see the truth of the matter clearly, he was deceived." Zhao Yaoyao was emotional and shouted hysterically, ignoring the drops of water flowing on her hair.

Zhao Xiang sighed deeply, turned around and said, "Have a cup of vanilla milk tea, it must be hot."

"Sister, you are talking." Zhao Yaoyao became a little anxious, her face flushed red.

Zhao Xiang glared at her with hatred, and said with pity: "It's useless for you to be anxious, look at your current appearance, how embarrassing you are."

Only then did Zhao Yaoyao realize that her hands were icy cold, her feet were soaked in the shoes and socks filled with water, and she felt an incomparable chill.

"Hello, your vanilla milk tea is ready." The waiter carried the tray and put the milk tea on the table.

Zhao Xiang pushed forward with her index finger and pushed it in front of Zhao Yaoyao. Zhao Yaoyao was already cold all over, so she put her hands on the warm cup surface, shivered, and felt a little warm again.

"Sister, tell me, what's so good about Long Su'er? Why does Wang Zize like her?" Her eyes were full of doubts, and she felt extremely sad.

Zhao Xiang brushed her hair behind her ears, and immediately remembered what her mother said, "A woman can have nothing, but she must have a man who loves her."

"You mean... Wang Zize loves her?"

Zhao Xiang sneered, and said again: "I don't think so, I think Wang Zize is just a whim, and he doesn't love her much at all. If you want me to say, you wait first, when he gets tired of playing, he will naturally lose interest."

"But I don't feel comfortable looking at her. Fang Ya is fine. I can't compare to her in terms of family background, but what's so good about Long Su'er? If I had known, I would have fought with Fang Ya, and if she was capable, she would have killed me. "Zhao Yaoyao was emotional, as if she suddenly found a vent.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Xiang yelled in panic, this is near the school, it's all right to say Long Su'er, if Fang Ya knows, I'm afraid it won't be good.

Zhao Yaoyao was woken up by her call, and hurriedly looked around, seeing that there was no one there, she breathed a sigh of relief, unwillingly said: "I am also confused, now I wish she died, I wish she disappeared, as long as she disappears everything It's all at peace." She clenched her back molars tightly, wishing to cut Long Su'er into pieces.

(End of this chapter)