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Chapter 343 Kowtow at My Wife’s Grave

My heart was in twitching pain, and my whole body was shaking.

He firmly believed that it was his Wanwan, but when Wanwan came to beg him to save her father seven years ago, she didn't even kneel down.

They were all arrogant. When he was strangling her neck and suffocating her, her eyes were stubborn and arrogant.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it in one gulp, and then poured another glass.

"Hai Yang, you must have not been to Moonlight for eight years."

"I haven't been here since graduation."

"It should be that your rich classmate's house collapsed and you haven't been here since."

"You mean Yu Wanwan?"

Two men and two women came to the next table, chatting loudly. Su Yanshen had no time to pay attention, but when he heard Yu Wanwan's name, he stopped pouring the wine and looked over.

One of the men wearing glasses looked familiar to him.

Su Yan narrowed his eyes deeply, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that Yu Wanwan's college student, who once worked as a male model in Moonlight, was named Zhou Haiyang.

They didn't notice Su Yanshen and continued chatting about the previous topic.

"That's her." The short man nodded, and then smiled ambiguously at Zhou Haiyang, "When you served her back then, you made a lot of money from her, right?"

"Do I serve her?" Zhou Haiyang looked scornful, "She took the initiative to give me money. When I told her that I had several younger brothers and sisters to support, she really believed me. People are stupid and have too much money."

The short man's eyes were filled with envy, "Tsk, tsk, you're so good at it."

Zhou Haiyang was proud and proud, "Anyway, she is so cheap and likes to be accompanied by men. She has so many male models, so she is not making money for anyone."

Before he finished speaking, the cold liquid slid down from the top of his head.

The white shirt on his body was instantly stained with red spots from the red wine. He looked down, then realized and raised his head angrily, "Who the hell..."

Seeing the person pouring wine on him, Zhou Haiyang's cursing words stopped abruptly, and his temper instantly disappeared, "Su... Su..."

His legs were weak and trembling. He looked at Su Yanshen in shock, his tongue tied.

Su Yanshen touched another bottle of wine on the table, raised it, and poured it down from the man's head. The red wine flowed rapidly from the mouth of the bottle.

This scene attracted the attention of many people. The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the music on the stereo stopped.

A whole bottle of wine soaked Zhou Haiyang's hair and dyed his white shirt burgundy.

No one who traveled with him dared to speak up for him, but was afraid to avoid him.

Su Yanshen put down the wine bottle, pointed at the wine spilled on the leather sofa, and ordered Zhou Haiyang: "Lick this wine."

Zhou Haiyang stood up with his hands on the armrests of the sofa.

He asked Su Yanshen obediently, "Mr. Su, what did I do wrong?"

"What do you think?"

Su Yan raised an eyebrow deeply and suddenly changed his face, "If you don't want to lick it, then go kowtow in front of my wife's grave and admit your mistake."

He said 'donate', not give.

Zhou Haiyang stared for a long time before he realized that Su Yanshen's only wife was Yu Wanwan.

As soon as Yu Wanwan came on stage, she saw Su Yanshen pouring wine on people's heads from a wine glass. She took a closer look and found that the man being poured wine on was actually her college student Zhou Haiyang.

I used to be a male model in Moonlight.

She was just wondering about the conflict between Su Yanshen and Zhou Haiyang, and how Zhou Haiyang offended Su Yanshen, when she heard Su Yanshen say, "Go to my wife's grave and kowtow to apologize."

She had not taken the seat at first, but when she heard the words "Go to her grave and take the seat", she was surprised.

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