"Young Master Chen, no, please don't! Let's talk this out..."
"That's right, our Director Su is quite a catch. Young Master Chen, why don't you consider getting to know her normally first? Please, don't be so hasty."
Seeing Su Mengqing shut her eyes and shed tears, resigned to her fate, Zhang Meili and Yang Tingting were startled and quickly whispered their pleas to Chen Biao.
"Cut the crap. This bitch is dressed so sluttishly, isn't she just trying to seduce me?"
SLAP!
A glint of madness flashed in Chen Biao's eyes as he raised his hand and struck Su Mengqing across the face.
"Stop playing dead! Struggle! Struggle for me! I don't like playing with a lifeless wooden doll!"
"You! Kill me... just kill me!"
Su Mengqing's cheek was red and swollen from the blow, and she finally broke down. She opened her crimson, tear-filled eyes and let out a heart-wrenching cry. All her self-respect, all her pride, had become a complete joke in front of Lin Fan.
RIP!
