Chief husband, strong love!

Yao Yuwei's cousin was stunned and speechless.

She knew that Su Yan's mouth was impolite. Even if she had been frustrated in the past two years, she had been spoiled for more than 20 years.

Now Mu Beishen can indulge her to ignore her fiancee. She certainly can't be soft to Yao Yuwei.

But I didn't expect that she was not only choking Yao Yuwei and asking Yuwei to beg her, but she even dared to scold Mu Beishen!

Su Yan looked straight at the unbelievable Yao Yuwei with cold eyes like a cold pool, and his red lips gently curved a sarcastic arc. "What do you mean by this future Mrs. mu? If you want to rob a man, you can't pull your face, or do you think your noble fiance can't be garbage?"

Yao Yuwei's pupil suddenly widened and looked at her.

My cousin's chatter just now almost made her really feel that Su Yan will only spend a hundred times more effort to please Mu Beishen than before without his pride and edges.

What Mu Beishen likes, shouldn't he be obedient, as he asked?

But Su Yan in front of her didn't even have the loss of soul and morbid weakness she saw in the hospital last time.

She always thought that Su Yan was what Mu Beishen liked at that time.

Beautiful but weak, so that men are full of desire to save and protect.

But now Su Yan can't find a trace of what she saw that time.

She seemed to be covered with cold thorns, and there was no weakness in her eyes.

Even if she was the most miserable one at the wedding banquet, she was not in the slightest depression and dilemma.

Yao Yuwei even thought they were wrong for a moment.

In fact, Su Yan disdains to rack his brains to cling to Mu Beichen, the only driftwood for her.

Mu Beishen said to her that there was no need to compete.

This makes Yao Yuwei's original words stuck. For a person who doesn't argue at all, the more she says, the more like a joke.

But how could she have such confidence.

Yao Yuwei thinks she's crazy.

If it wasn't for mu Beishen's absence, how could he have such a crazy and unrealistic idea.

Su Yan lazily picked up the wine glass that had just been placed next to him and sneered, "Seriously, if you can't hold your breath when you're his wife, I think you might as well find a good match while you're not married. Otherwise, the long marriage life in the future is just torture for you. You're neither his type nor a perfect decoration. It's a waste of your youth."

Yao Yuwei's cousin originally came with the idea of looking for Su Yan's trouble. Unexpectedly, her cousin was run over by others and couldn't even open her mouth.

I don't know. I thought Su Yan was the original.

She smiled angrily, "I've never seen you such a shameless junior. Yuwei is so tolerant to you, and you dare to provoke. You're just jealous of her, because you can't be married by Mu Beishen in this life. Mrs. Mu likes only Yuwei!"

Su Yan drank wine and said slowly, "I hope you have the backbone to point to Mu Beishen to help your Yuwei scold him for being unfaithful to her and shamelessly raising a junior outside."

Of course, my cousin can't say it. Her face is red with anger.

Mu Fanfan doesn't understand these women in his private heart. It's obviously his big brother's fault, but they dare not say a word about his big brother's complaint.

Just as he was about to catch up, he saw a figure coming at the end of the corridor. It was his big brother.