Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"Hello?" Luo Wenyu's cell phone rang. He directly connected the phone without looking at the incoming number.

"Wen Yu, I'm in the coffee shop downstairs. I miss you so much." Su Qing's voice is sweet and greasy. As usual, she flirted with Luo Wenyu.

"Sorry, I didn't go to the company today. I went to mordu on business today."

Luo Wenyu ignored Su Qing's sweet and greasy voice on the phone. It's like treating a stranger with a cold voice.

"Really? It doesn't matter. I'll wait for you. When will you go back to Haicheng?"

After Su Qing got out of prison, a smile squeezed out was also frozen in the corners of her mouth. Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were cold. I looked at the white Mercedes Benz in the corner.

That car is the most frequently used car by Luo Wenyu, but how can people on business leave their favorite car in the company's garage?

Su Qing is not in the cafe downstairs of Luo's company now. It's in Locke's underground parking lot.

Now her news is still the talk of many melon eating people after dinner. After she got out of prison yesterday, she was pointed at and watched jokes in the street, so today she dared to come out wearing a hat and a mask.

She can't enter the door of Locke's company. Just now, she used her employee card to swipe the elevator, but it didn't turn on.

Because the gatekeeper looked at her familiar face, Su Qing finally cheated the security guard. Just came to the parking lot of Luo's company.

"Don't wait, let's break up!"

Luo Wenyu's voice was still cold, with a little impatience in his tone.

"Why? Why do you break up if you break up? I don't agree. I won't break up with you if I die."

Su Qing, who was repressing her emotions, collapsed in an instant.

She managed to stay with Luo Wenyu. The fruit of victory has not yet been picked. Now tell her he's breaking up?

She will never agree to break up. It's impossible!

The shouting Su Qing aroused the alarm of the car beside her, and the parking lot was very noisy for a time.

"Doodle doodle..." there was no chance for Su Qing to go on. Luo Wenyu directly hung up and dragged Su Qing's phone number into the blacklist.

"Hello. The number you dialed is in progress, please redial later..."

Su Qing dialed more than a dozen calls in a row. After she couldn't get through each time, Su Qing finally understood that Luo Wenyu had dragged her into the blacklist.

"Ah..." with Su Qing's scream, the latest mobile phone, which was originally holding the intact fruit in Su Qing's hand, fell apart on the ground after close contact with the wall, and the screen was broken.

The sound of the mobile phone falling on the ground caused the alarm of the surrounding cars. At that moment, Su Qing really wanted to pick up a brick and smash those noisy cars.

But now she has no bricks in her hand. Even if she smashes it, she has no money to pay for it. She is no longer the arrogant Miss Su, but the daughter of a cleaner.

Su Qing thinks of Yang Cuihua and hisses.

Just a cleaner. Why should she be her mother? Yang Cuihua is really a fool's dream.

A few hours later, Su Qing squatted in the corner and looked at the white BMW. Her eyes were like a snake hiding in the dark one day.

Luo Wenyu came to the parking lot after work. When he was about to get on the bus, he glanced at the rearview mirror and startled him.

A woman with dark glasses and a mask stood behind his car,