Until this moment, when he was spurned by thousands of people, Su Nian was still obsessed with Langque's gaze.

Under her expectant gaze, the man stood up and walked over slowly.

But the shrouded shadow finally fell on Qu Su, and Langque didn't even show any mercy.

His eyes were glued to Qu Su, obscure and vague, with a vague aura of danger.

Langque wanted to know how many things she had hidden from him over the years?

Sensing his gaze, Qu Su, who was in a good mood, responded with an extraordinarily charming smile: "Miss Su really lives by the sea and even has to take care of other people's husbands."

"My husband just likes to hear my sweet words." Qu Su said angrily, her heart already thinking about the sky: "Isn't that right, husband?"

She secretly pinched the corner of Lang Que's clothes to show him to save some face in front of others.

After all, she was still his real wife. With so many cameras facing her, Lang Que couldn't refute her words even if he was considering the company's reputation.

The man did not disappoint Qu Su, and embraced him with his long arms: "Yes."

Looking at the pair in front of her, the smell of blood came from Su Nian's biting lower lip.

Their intimacy almost made her a joke. Su Nian covered her chest and slowly squatted on the ground: "Ayi..."

Su Nian's voice was light and airy, as if she would faint in the next second: "Miss Qu clearly knows that I am not in good health, why are you deliberately angry with me?"

The light in Su Nian's eyes dimmed little by little, but Langque still turned a blind eye: "Su Nian, it's boring if you play the same routine too many times."

"You can't blame anyone for insisting on being discharged from the hospital despite knowing that your body has not fully recovered." There was a chill around him, and Su Niannian seriously felt that he was getting further and further away from her.

She watched the man wrap his arms around Qu Su's slim waist and leave, leaving her with only one sentence: "Take Miss Su to the hospital."

Looking at the backs of the two of them touching each other, Su Nian felt that the physical pain was less than one ten thousandth of the psychological pain.

The disgusted looks and curses coming from all around were like adding salt to the wound.

Su Nian clenched her palms tightly, her eyes filled with cold poison.

She will definitely let Qu Su experience the humiliation today.

And here, Qu Su has been dragged back to the carriage by the man.

She could see the cold air around Langque and couldn't help but frown: "Why are you so crazy?"

"If you want to fight for Xiao Baihua." Qu Su was confused and the words came to the forefront of his mind: "Just go and accompany her!"

She felt something was wrong as soon as she said the words. After all, Langque had performed well just now and even seemed to be trying to protect her...

Although I don't know why the man behaved like this, the fact is that Qu Su's mood improved a lot because of it.

But having said that, there is no reason to take it back, so I can only continue to bite the bullet and soften my attitude slightly: "Langque, as your future ex-wife, I am interested in the few friendships we had when we shared the same bed for three years.

Let me remind you, that Su Nian’s character is really not good!”

"It turns out that Miss Qu also knows that we have been married for three years, and I thought you only regarded me as a bed partner." In response to Qu Su, the man sneered: "For three years, I didn't know my wife.

It turns out he is an internationally famous wedding dress designer... Am I too incompetent as a husband, or are you hiding it too deeply?"

A sudden brake caused Qu Su's body to fall forward uncontrollably, and when he was about to hit the wall of the car, he was pulled back by a big hand.
Chapter completed!