An Xinran looked at An Yaru and covered her chest in pain, "You, why?" Why be with him! You should know that he loves me, and the person he loves most is me. ”

Anyara raised her willow eyebrows, and stroked the blue gauze skirt with both hands, "But what can I do?" No matter how much you love him, he's still my man, and my engagement banquet is nicely arranged, right? He said, I am the mistress of this house, so everything is arranged by me, and ah, over there, there is your favorite food, do you want to go and see it? ”

"Stay away from me!" An Xinran endured the temper that was about to explode, and her face turned red, "You slut! I've hated you for a long time, you pestered Yan Chenyu, and now, you're hooking up with my man again! ”

"You say the last sentence louder, it's your man, who is your man, you shout it out, shout!" Anya Ru's eyes widened, and she tried hard to look at An Xinran's expression seriously, as if she would always remember this scene, as if this scene of An Xinran's anger and helplessness could slightly heal the wound in her heart.

An Xinran really stopped talking, she seemed to be afraid that she would shout out again, she trembled and covered her red lips, secretly looked at Long Xiangnan in the distance, and then put down her hand and said: "Why are you, why are you with him, don't you love him more than me?" With tears in her eyes, she looked pitiful.

Anya didn't know what her rolling eyes were thinking, but she said quite proudly: "Then I'll tell you, because he loves me more than you!" ”

"Impossible!" An Xinran suddenly covered her ears excitedly, shook her head incessantly, and her eyes were full of tears.

Anya Ru was happy in her heart, but she still didn't dare to be too careless, because An Xinran was not so cowardly as she seemed on the surface, Murong Han's dream was an example, the scar on her body was the best proof, the pain to the bone made her never forget, such a small blow was not enough for Anya Ru, she had to take it step by step, little by little, forcing An Xinran into a dead end, trying to pick her skin and drink her blood!

Sure enough, after a while, An Xinran adjusted herself, she wiped her eyes, as if the person who was excited just now was not her, looked at An Yaru, and raised her chin slightly, "Say, what do you want." There was not a hint of wave in her tone.

"What do you mean?" Anya pretended not to understand.

An Xinran walked into her with a sneer and looked at her face carefully, "Just your face, although it is beautiful, it is very fake, how can you do it?" Korea? Japan? ”

Anya retreated step by step, she was afraid, she was afraid that An Xinran would see her terrible scar, in this way, An Xinran was only afraid that she would have the capital to ridicule her again.

"I mean, you didn't make this face like this to seduce men? I already inquired about you yesterday and you don't have any identity back. Jing, although I have done it with Jiang Zhongming, but there is no relationship between you, and then it is Yan Chenyu, I don't know what's going on, you hooked up with Tianming with Yan Chenyu, and you resolutely got engaged to Tianming, anyway, Yan Chenyu is famous in this circle, and it is normal that he doesn't want you. An Xinran's mouth closed one by one, but An Yaru couldn't hear what she was saying, but she felt that the closer this face was to her, the more resentful she became.