Male God, a Little Su

With such diligence, no one would doubt whether Lu Jingming loved Su Yan.

He is the richest man in the entire country Z, and in the eyes of thousands of women, he is the ideal person who dreams of dating.

He had so many choices, but he chose not to be outstanding, and could only be called an ordinary girl.

In addition to all kinds of envy and jealousy, netizens can only attack Su Yan by saying that Su Yan is with Lu Jingming because of money.

And most of them are women.

Nothing wrong with that.

Soon, netizens discovered that Lu Jingming had registered for Weibo.

There is a big V on the title, and there is only one identity under the certification: Miss Su's uncle Lu.

His first Weibo post only made one sentence.

Lu Jingming v: Fortunately, I still have money to make her like it.

That kind of sweet attitude instantly knocked all the lemon essence out of words.

Even I don't mind, and even take pride in it, then what qualifications do they have to attack Su Yan?

...

"Bitch, goddamn slut..."

In the dim alley, the thin and skinny woman leaned beside the trash can in embarrassment.

In her hand, there were also a few empty injections.

Small bags floated up on his arms, looking terrifying.

She murmured nervously, attracting the attention of several men passing by, and they leaned over with a wicked smile. Just as she was about to stretch out her hand, she saw the red pustules all over her body, and she immediately retreated three feet in fright.

"Fuck! This woman is sick! Hurry up and escape!"

"md, I don't know if I have been infected or not, I must disinfect my whole body when I go back!"

A few people ran away as if avoiding the flood and beasts.

Ye Siyu fell to the ground, with a dazed expression on her face, and laughed, "Hahahaha bitch, you have to die!"

She used up all the vicious words and cursed Su Yan again.

I don't know when it started pouring rain, Ye Siyu was shivering with cold, but she didn't have the strength to stand up. Until there is an umbrella, propped up to her head.

The haggard-faced young man looked down at her, listened to the muttering in her mouth, and sneered, "Ye Siyu, look at your appearance, you look like a piece of rotten meat, and you still want to curse Su Yan. Do you know that she got married today? Haute couture wedding dress, gorgeous crystal slippers, a crown worth billions. These are all things you once wanted, right? Even if you marry Meng Qingfeng, he may not be able to satisfy you."

Ye Siyu opened her eyes, saw the man in front of her in a trance, and suddenly collapsed and cursed loudly.

"Shut up! Hehe, you bitch man who sells ass, what qualifications do you have to talk about me here!"

This sentence irritated Meng Xingchen, he threw his umbrella and grabbed Ye Siyu's neck, "It's not that you hurt me! You are actually sick! You are still with me with that kind of disease! You hurt me! For the rest of my life, die, bitch! Die to die!!"

A thunderstorm flashed, and it rained heavily.

The pale lightning flashed a face that had lost its anger, as thin as a skeleton.

Meng Xingchen suddenly came back to his senses, so frightened that he couldn't even breathe.

"I didn't kill it, it wasn't me, it wasn't me—"

He got up, panicking.

While fleeing aimlessly, a harsh crash accompanied by the sound of bones shattering suddenly sounded.

There are also the sounds of various cars honking their horns.

Meng Xingchen blinked weakly, his chest was in severe pain, and when he coughed, thick blood gushed from his nose and mouth.

Many memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind in an instant.

Really don't feel sorry for these two people, all the tragic experiences of the original owner, except for lack of love and lack of self-love, are the deliberate murder of these two people. Moreover, Ye and Meng's illnesses were also caused by their own faults, and what Su Yan did was just adding fuel to the flames. In fact, Su Yan had reminded Ye Siyu to treat the disease, but some people were obsessed with it~