She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Qi Yu herself was confused.

"What bitch, who are you calling a jerk?"

His first reaction was to defend Manshu.

But in the eyes of women, this is cheating and protecting the mistress.

That’s okay!

She didn't care about the embarrassment and got up from the ground: "Well, the scumbag and the bitch are really a perfect match. You cheated on her a long time ago, right? I caught you, and you still defended her. Are you worthy of me?"

When the woman shouted, people passing by all looked over.

This is just outside the hot pot restaurant. There are many people coming out of the hot pot restaurant.

There were quite a few onlookers at this moment.

Chinese people love to watch the fun, especially the kind of drama about beating the mistress.

No one cares who is right or wrong. When they hear the excitement, they will stand on the moral high ground and condemn it.

"This little girl doesn't look very old, how could she do such a thing?"

"Young people nowadays have weak moral values ​​and are quick to interfere in other people's relationships."

"That mistress just pushed the girlfriend to the ground. She's so arrogant!"

"..."

People just wanted to watch the fun, and in everyone's eyes, Mansu became the third party who destroyed other people's relationships.

She glared at Qi Yu: "Hurry up and explain, how did you offend him?"

"What's there to explain? I've already broken up with her. Don't bother with her."

It was only after dating this woman that Qi Yu realized she was a psychopath.

Has an obsessive and unusual possessiveness.

If Qi Yu talks to other women for a few more words, she will go crazy.

No matter how beautiful the girl is, her personality is too weird and not likable.

Without the initial novelty, Qi Yu was annoyed and exhausted by her every day.

After finally getting rid of her, Qi Yu felt annoyed if she looked at her for even one more second.

"You should talk to her nicely, otherwise she will think I'm her mistress, and I'll be in trouble for no reason."

Manshu and Qi Yu were chatting as if no one was around.

The woman was already taking random photos of them.

"You're pestering Chyi Yu, you must want to get into the entertainment industry, right? I want to see how you can survive after these photos are released and you become a mistress that everyone wants to beat!"

The woman was a bit hysterical, as if she was going to fight to the death.

Manshu said quickly: "Beauty, you are wrong, he and I have nothing to do with each other, our elders are friends, but he and I are just acquaintances."

"He didn't date me just now. I just came out of hotpot with my friends."

Manshu's explanation seemed pale and powerless, and people didn't believe it at all.

"Okay, you two are still old friends, right? Does that mean you can just steal other people's men without restraint?"

Manshu was really getting impatient now.

She stopped talking and just stared at Qi Yu: You have to deal with the trouble you caused yourself.

Qi Yu was also annoyed, her brows furrowed like a mountain: "Don't be unreasonable, we have broken up."

"Break up, you know? That means there's no relationship."

"Also, our breakup has nothing to do with her. Don't wrongly accuse me. If her family knew that there was something going on between her and me, they would break my legs!"

Manshu couldn't help laughing out loud.

This Qi Yu is really reckless and doesn't even hesitate to make fun of herself.

"Yes, this beautiful lady, if he dares to covet me, his brother can break his legs without my family having to do anything."

Manshu pointed to the hot pot restaurant and said, "I just had hot pot with my friends. I smell hot pot all over. If you don't believe me, smell him. Then smell him. Does he smell like hot pot?"