To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Qingsang smiled, for He Xuanyao's miraculous brain circuit.

Do you still know that he is my husband? You know that he is my husband, and you still said that he should be held accountable to you? Since he is to be responsible to you, it can only be a bigamy crime.

I- He Xuanyao would completely follow Su Qingsang's thoughts: You can also divorce him. After you divorce, he will be responsible to me, isn't it not a bigamy crime?

I don't want it. Su Qingsang refused without thinking: Why should I divorce him? Divorce is so cheap, you two sons and daughters? Don't even think about it. You want him to be responsible for you, I am absolutely No. Of course, if he wants to be responsible to you too. Then I can only sue him for bigamy.

You, you are shameless. He Xuanyao couldn't find the words to scold.

Thank you, if defending your rights is shameless, I'll take that as a compliment.

You— He Xuanyao was furious: How could brother Jin Yao like a woman like you? He must not know your true face. You vicious woman.

He even thought about sending brother Jin Yao to jail. It's really too much.

Well. I'm just so vicious. But there's no way. Huo Jinyao just likes my viciousness and doesn't like your kindness. Speaking of which, I'm also puzzled.

With that helpless look on her face, He Xuanyao almost wanted to vomit blood.

You, you, don't go too far. She was about to cry. She had never been so humiliated in her life.

But she couldn't find a way to fight back against Su Qingsang, she just felt that everything was wrong.

What if I were you. I'll pack up my clothes now and leave quickly. Of course, if you don't want to leave, you can stay. Just when Huo Jinyao wakes up, let him tell you the truth by himself. Will you choose me, a vicious woman, or you, a kind little white flower.

Her sarcastic tone made He Xuanyao's heart hurt. Angry and aggrieved.

But now she has no clothes on. It is such a state again. Looking at Su Qingsang, who was standing beside the bed with his arms crossed and his face watching a good show.

She was ashamed and angry, hated and annoyed. Finally had to get out of bed to pick up my clothes.

Su Qingsang watched her hurriedly put on her clothes, her eyes were red, and she showed no sympathy.

He glanced at Huo Jinyao, who had been sleeping and didn't react at all, but he was not not angry.

Such a big man doesn't usually look stupid, does he? How can it be so easy to calculate?

Or was he originally interested in this peacock-like woman who likes to show off?

Otherwise, that woman's weak body can take him upstairs? To put it bluntly, you have to be willing to do it yourself.

Su Qingsang became annoyed the more he thought about it. There was even an urge to bring a basin of cold water over to wake Huo Jinyao.

But she wasn't stupid. If she wanted to settle the account, she had to wait for He Xuanyao to leave. If she thought about it now, it would be a joke for He Xuanyao.

He Xuanyao dressed as fast as she could, she was standing there and was about to leave. But this will leave, and she is not reconciled.

She turned to look at Su Qingsang, still with a bit of unwillingness on her angry face.

Don't be complacent, a person like you is not worthy of brother Jin Yao. I will definitely snatch him back. You wait.

Okay. I'll wait. Su Qingsang spread his hands and looked indifferent: You can't talk about your big words until you really grab him. For now, I'm still his wife, the righteous Mrs. Huo. .

The three words of Mrs. Huo with aggravated ending made He Xuanyao lose again. The emotion she had been holding back just now was suddenly uncontrollable.

You, you bad woman. I—

She burst into tears and ran away without looking back.

Four more. Continue tomorrow. Hoho. . You are dead. Quickly ask Qingsang to beg for mercy. Choose between a washboard and a keyboard. Mother Moon will make your death easier.