It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

At the end of the sentence, Su Wan's tone could be said to be gloomy.

Originally, she wasn't going to tell Nan'an about this, because she thought it was unnecessary, and Nan'an wasn't worth it.

But Nan'an mentioned Ling Qingxue.

Su Wan couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was, as long as she heard this name, she couldn't maintain her usual calmness.

As for Nan'an, since Su Wan said those words, he has been staring at her steadfastly.

"Even if you say it a hundred times, I won't feel any difference between you and me."

Su Wan stepped back, and at the same time distanced herself from Nan'an, she raised her hand and brushed off her clothes, as if she was very displeased by the approach just now.

"Do you think I said those words just because I cared about what you think of me?" She said coolly, her eyes fell on Nan'an's face, and she couldn't say enough ridicule.

"I came here just to ask you, how did my little uncle stay with you?"

"Of course it's because he loves me."

"And do you love him?"

"At first, I just thought he was quite attractive. Later, when I found out that he was the son-in-law of your Su family, I became even more curious about what kind of person he was. I didn't expect that he was also a restless master." Nan'an said. There was an unconcealable smugness in his tone.

After hearing this, Su Wan felt that this person was a pervert.

"Just because of this, you go to destroy other people's beautiful families. Do you know how much my little aunt and brother will be hurt because of your stupid and immoral behavior?"

Nan'an curled her lips: "That can only be blamed on your little aunt for not being able to guard her man, I..."

"Snapped"

Crisp applause sounded in the huge office.

Nan An covered the half of his face that was slapped by Su Wan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Su Wan, how dare you hit me?"

Su Wan folded her hands, listened to the words, and nodded nonchalantly: "Well, I just hit you, why?"

"Su Wan, do you know who I am? How dare you hit me?"

"I know, you are a professor at the University of Zurich, you are the eldest lady of the Nan family, and your father and brother are both political figures. But so what?"

She smiled and said arrogantly: "I, Su Wan, need a reason to hit someone? Do I need to see who the other party is?"

When had Nan An ever been wronged like this? She raised her hand and hit Su Wan in the face.

But who is Su Wan, she has been specially trained, and ordinary men can't get any benefits from her, let alone Nan'an.

She stretched out her hand and stopped Nan'an's hand in mid-air: "You want to hit me?"

The strength of her subordinates is not heavy, but just like this, a pampered young lady like Nan An can suffer.

"Su Wan, let me go?"

Su Wan twitched the corners of her lips, thinking that this was extremely funny: "Aren't you going to hit me? Why don't you?"

"Su Wan." The woman growled, the pain from her wrist distorted her expression.

Su Wan looked at her in a leisurely manner, and suddenly she let go of the strength in her hand. Because Nan An was struggling, she did not expect that she would suddenly let go of her strength. Because of her unstable center of gravity, she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

His butt was slammed on the ground, and his wrist was broken by the hard ground. It looked so pitiful.

"Su Wan, you..."

She bit her lip and looked at Su Wan's eyes as if they were about to burst into flames.

Su Wan still looked calm and breezy.

"Didn't you tell me to let you go? Why don't I just let you go?"