Su Li felt a little like she was burning bridges... The person just now wanted to help her.
Su Li felt she had already made it very clear, Feng Ciye's eyes turned cold, but he smiled and said, "It's good that you found your phone, I'll be heading back now. Wish you sweet dreams tonight."
His eyes filled with laughter, he lifted his long, proud legs and walked outside, into the night.
The marriage contract...
That marriage contract was all thanks to Feng Huaijin.
Su Li breathed a sigh of relief watching Feng Ciye leave alone; it almost turned into a fight.
"Enjoying the view?" Feng Huaijin's voice came from above.
Su Li quickly drew her gaze back and shook her head with a strong will to survive: "He's not good-looking, you're better-looking."
Ha, flattery won't work now.
Su Li looked at Su Ye, who was clutching his backside and wailing incessantly, and quickly changed the topic: "Is my phone with you, Su Ye? Yes, during the gala, you were sitting beside me!"
