A beautiful white hand stretched out in front of her. Su Yingying turned her head impatiently, looked at the pale Muxue, and said angrily.
"What?"
"I have no money--"
The tears that were about to fall from Muxue were forced back because of the heartless words she said. She finally understood the truth and now she didn't know how she felt in her heart.
A complex feeling of being deceived, tricked, betrayed by loved ones...
"Give me the ring back."
Muxue stared at the ring on her hand and said sadly, this is his ring and must be returned.
Su Yingying's young face with delicate make-up immediately panicked. She subconsciously retracted her hands behind her back, took two steps back, and then shook off Muxue's hand with a snap.
"You're out of your mind. I don't even know what you're talking about about your ring."
The anger in Muxue's heart boiled like Jiang Hai, and she rushed forward and grabbed Su Yingying's wrist. Su Yingying hurriedly tried to struggle, but she didn't know where Muxue got the strength to pull her wrist out.
"You stole my ring and showed it off to the media. Don't think I didn't see it, Su Yingying. If you don't give it back, I will call the police."
"ha--"
Su Yingying laughed proudly, slapped Muxue and knocked her to the ground. She retracted her hand, touched the sore spot and smiled particularly ferociously.
"Call the police?"
"Who believes it? Don't think I don't know. The man gave it to you. Now I just borrowed it to wear it. What's wrong?"
"I won't return the ring to you, Su Muxue. Hurry up and get out. I'm worried now. If anything happens, I'll talk about it when I get back tonight."
…
After all, Mu Xue was five years younger than Su Yingying. Although she was 1.62 meters tall, Su Yingying was 1.7 meters tall, so she was no match for her. The burning pain on her face made her heart hurt even more.
"Su Yingying, I'm calling the police now."
Reaching out to pull out the mobile phone in her bag, Mu Xue fell down on the carpet and was about to call the police station. Su Yingying crossed her arms and looked at Mu Xue's actions coldly and arrogantly, but laughed sarcastically.
He bowed and took his cell phone from the coffee table, flipped through it quickly, pulled out a photo, and threw it in front of Mu Xue.
"Su Muxue, look at this... how about it? My photography skills are very good."
Muxue was startled, not understanding what she meant, but she still followed the place where the phone fell and cast her gaze. However, the moment she saw the photo, Muxue froze.
…
this--
Deep in my heart, I was filled with panic.
She, how could she have such a photo?
in the photo,
With confused eyes and rosy cheeks, he threw himself into Haoming's arms, raised his head and hugged Haoming's neck, and kissed...
That look, that posture, that entanglement...
Totally hot together with Haoming.
No wonder, no wonder Haoming was so gentle and considerate in the morning, and even kissed himself before leaving.
It turns out last night was true.
Looking at Muxue's flustered and confused expression, Yingying raised her head and burst into laughter. She knelt down and touched Muxue's red cheek, caressing her and said softly.
"If you dare to call the police, I will send this photo out. I believe many media reporters will be very interested, and it is the third young master of the Tang family. What a powerful material. By the way, I am your sister. My popularity