After Murong Xiaoxiao finished speaking bitterly, Yan Muye only felt like laughing.

Compared with a few years ago, her acting skills have really degraded a lot.

In contrast, Su Xiamo lived a clear life.

In addition to being able to act, he also knows how to honestly be a man with his tail between his legs, lurking around him, and instigating himself to do so many things unconsciously.

If it weren't for the opportunity to be reborn again in this life, she really didn't know that there were so many strange things living around her.

Yan Muye felt a chill in her heart, now her relationship with Bei Yanchen has long been overdrawn, and Murong Xiaoxiao, heh, a white lotus flower of Chiguoguo, is really a good play.

…

After Murong Xiaoxiao asked, Yan Muye just looked at the two of them coldly and didn't speak.

Ground.

Just smell.

"When did my sister like to coerce others?"

"Haven't you always called yourself a lady?"

"Everyone in our celebrity circle knows that the second miss of the Murong family is knowledgeable and reasonable."

"In comparison, her sister Murong Ye is notorious, arrogant, and domineering, gathering all the viciousness in a woman."

"But I want to ask, why should I accept something I don't like?"

"Besides, you two gave me this thing."

"Since I have the right to accept, I have the right to refuse, if you have too many things to give, then go directly to the pawnshop to cash in, exchange them for cash, and donate them to those in need."

"I'm not a recycling station, so there's nothing wrong with refusing."

"Anyway, there are mostly shameless people now, and whoever is shameless will win, and I have been shameless since a long time ago."

After Yan Muye finished speaking, Murong Xiaoxiao looked at the person standing on the side aggrievedly, and then muttered as if blaming herself, "It seems that you still haven't let go of the previous things." ”

"I already apologized to you at that time, and Brother Chen also made his position clear, haven't you been doing well in China in the past few years since we went abroad?"

"Could it be that even if we leave, you don't plan to forgive me?"

Murong Xiaoxiao said, almost not crying.

There was a cry in her already delicate voice, and Bei Yanchen hurriedly took Murong Xiaoxiao to his side, and then looked at her.

"Yan Muye, you'd better not go too far."

Bei Yanchen bit out this sentence from his teeth word by word.

If it were to be changed to before, Yan Muye might feel like a knife after hearing it.

But now, she just wants to hehe, mad, excessive?

What she said, he thought she was too much.

This was the first thing he said to her after he returned to China, when the two of them met.

Again, this is for Murong Xiaoxiao.

Yan Muye hooked her lips sarcastically, and couldn't help but get closer to him.

…

"Who hasn't liked a scumbag when they're young, things I didn't care about before, do you think it's interesting to say it in front of me now?"

"Does this girl care?"

"Bei Xianchen, when I liked you, you were still a person in my eyes, and when I didn't like you, in my eyes, you were not even a person."

"By the way, what does a word come about?" Yan Muye rubbed her eyebrows.

"Oh, I remember—"