Su Yiwan left the hotel, the night wind blew, blowing her long black hair away, she strode away with long legs, walked to the small shop on the side of the road, bought two bottles of beer and carried it.

Stopped the car and whispered, "Go to the fashion mansion".

The driver listened, turned around and walked towards the fashion mansion, looked at the rear mirror of the car, looked at Su Yiwan, and asked, "Miss, do you live in the Daxing'an Fashion Mansion?" The housing prices there are so expensive, I heard that now hundreds of thousands of square meters? ”

"Really?" Su Yiwan raised her eyebrows.

She doesn't know about the housing prices of fashion mansions, but she still has some understanding of the economy.

Housing prices were speculated up by those capitalists, forming a bubble market, where rich people were everywhere, and the poor were so poor that they couldn't even borrow money, which further widened the distance between the rich and the poor.

"That's a paradise for the rich, I heard that it is the property of the Yan family, you are so young and beautiful, if you can marry into the Yan family, then it will be famous, I heard that there are several bachelors in the Yan family, do you want to try your luck?" The driver said teasingly.

Su Yiwan smiled but didn't say anything, she shook it with a beer.

Thinking of Su Yan's greedy face, they turned themselves into a tool for marriage, just to let the Su family climb to a high branch.

There was a poisoning incident on the flight back to China that night, and when she came back, Su Wanjing let herself swim, which was clear at a glance, indicating that someone didn't want her to come back.

After all, a chaebol like the Yan family, many people want to marry in, how can Chen Wenhui not think about her daughter? She has always said that she protects herself, but in fact, she opens her mouth to be a pheasant university, as if she is afraid that others will not know her situation.

"Huh." She sneered under her breath.

The car came to the fashion mansion, and after paying the fare, she strode in.

"Miss, may I ask which room you belong to?" The security guard saw her and immediately stopped her.

Su Yiwan glanced at him coldly, she exuded a noble momentum, as if this was her territory, and the security guard was a little unconfident by her.

"Mr. Yan's fiancée." Su Yiwan said.

The security guard listened to the word "Yan", his mouth opened wide, and he looked at her in disbelief.

There is only one Yan family in the whole city, and this is the territory of the Yan family, the Yan family's decisive killing and ruthless methods, no one dares to pretend to be him, and Su Yiwan's momentum is extraordinary.

"Miss, please." The security guard hurriedly stepped back, brushed the door open for her, and said worriedly: "You remember to say a few kind words for me in front of Mr. Yan." ”

Su Yiwan smiled without saying a word, and strode in.

She is tall and long-legged, wearing high-waisted leggings, a slender T-shirt, and Martin boots.

Taking the address to Room 888 of Building 88, Su Yiwan opened the bag, took out the beer and poured it into her mouth, the wine slid down the corner of her mouth, wetting her T-shirt.

After drinking two cans of beer, Su Yiwan strode forward and rang the doorbell.

The door was quiet, no one came to knock, the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, raised her long legs and kicked forward.

"Bang" the door was kicked by her several times, her hand kept ringing the doorbell, squinting at the door with apricot eyes, and there was movement in the middle of the night, and the sound of "dang" was opened.

A tall figure walked out, Su Yiwan reached out and attacked him, grabbed him by the collar, pulled him over, and whispered, "I heard that you want to marry me, huh?" ”

Su Yiwan squinted her apricot eyes, and approached him with the smell of wine.

Seeing that under the light, the man's handsome face like a knife carving appeared, constantly enlarging in front of her, Su Yiwan gasped.