Song Shinian stared at the back of the flat-headed man's head with hatred.

I really want to sing him a green light.

And the girl named Xiaoyu is a well-behaved and quiet girl at first glance, and the big wave scumbag girl should still be a daughter.

It's too much, even if it's an adopted daughter, she is not from a low background, and she definitely doesn't lack a boyfriend, so how can she be embarrassed to pry the corner of an acquaintance.

She decided to find an opportunity to remind Xiaoyu to be careful of the scumbags and around her.

Song Shinian thought on one side, and his ears were pricked up on the other side, listening to the gossip intently.

Xiaoyu: "By the way, Yanyan, hasn't your house always been strictly guarded?" You don't even need to go out after 9pm. Why are your parents willing to let you play in Lancheng this time? ”

"They ......" Yanyan's face turned ugly, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of anger.

Ah Jun, who was next to him, patted her shoulder comfortingly and explained: "It seems that Xiaoyu's parents have found the child who was stolen at that time." ”

Xiaoyu was very angry: "What if you find your biological daughter, do you just ignore your adopted daughter?" It's too much. ”

Song Shinian thought to himself, the scumbag girl still has such a life experience.

But even if there is a reason, you can't step on two boats.

And Xiaoyu, please be sober, this woman who is sympathetic and comforted by you is not worthy of sympathy at all.

Out of your sight, she's cuckolding you.

Also, your boyfriend is holding you from side to side, and his right hand is still comforting another woman's shoulder, are you so ignorant?

So stupid and naïve.

When Lin Sen heard this, he hated the same enemy: "These rich people are glamorous on the surface, but in fact they are all in black water. ”

"Don't talk about them, annoying." The scumbag girl named Yeon-yeon ended the topic.

Song Shinian wanted to listen to it again, but the elevator arrived.

She reluctantly looked at the four people who walked out of the elevator, a little unsatisfied.

But it just so happened that these four people actually lived on the same floor as her.

Song Shinian followed up, and wanted to listen to gossip and explore their reality.

Yan Yu frowned slightly, reached out to grab her, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?" "Do you want to be a melon-eating crowd like that?

He didn't see the scumbag and scumbag holding hands before.

But just now he looked at the four people in front of him intently, and also looked at them a few times.

This look is clear to the onlookers.

The man named Ah Jun held his girlfriend with his left hand, and gently patted the shoulder of the woman named Yanyan with his right hand, saying that he was comforting Yan Yu and endured it and believed it, but Ah Jun's hand still touched Yanyan's shoulder twice.

If that's fine, it's a ghost.

What's more, after Ah Jun finished touching it, Yeon-yan also quietly glanced at Ah Jun, and the teasing in her eyes was extremely explicit.

Yan Yu suddenly wanted to hold his forehead: "......"

He finally knew why the year was suddenly abnormal.

Headache.

He grabbed Shi Nian: "What are you doing?" "Just listen to the excitement in the elevator, after all, the elevator is a public place, they love to talk about it, and if they say it publicly, it means that it is not a secret, and they deserve to hear it.

It's just that what are you doing when you keep up? Is it difficult to continue eavesdropping on the door of others?

Song Shinian was pulled by Yan Yu, she was a little anxious, and she hurriedly explained: "Our room is also in this direction. ”

Yan Yu paused, and let go of her with a dark face.

As soon as he let go, he saw Song Shinian's calves upside down, and he trotted quickly behind the two pairs of men and women, holding his breath with his waist bustled.

What made him speechless the most was that the room of the two pairs of men and women was actually next to their room.

Song Shinian looked at it meaningfully.

You just say it's a coincidence, right?!