"Snapped-"
A crisp slap suddenly sounded in the tense clubhouse.
Just now, Su Qing, who was half-leaning in Qiao Mohan's arms drunkenly, and was forced to pinch her chin and kissed in public, made a gesture to make everyone present.
Even Ren Xiyuan couldn't have expected it.
Su Qing's soft and slightly curly chestnut curly hair was a little messy because she raised her hand and made a waving motion.
Her delicate and charming little face was flushed with blush, matched with that wine red lip color, as if it could bleed.
A glamorous little woman, her wet and misty almond eyes glisten, I don't know if it's because of anger, or because of other things...
"Qiao Mohan, you bastard—" Su Qing was so drunk that she had already forgotten that the man in front of her was no longer the man who loved her deeply and would support her, pamper her and take care of her a few years ago.
Sanity has long been invaded by alcohol, hearing Qiao Mohan say 'Ren Hanlei', hearing him say 'tired of playing'... How could Su Qing, who is as proud as she is, tolerate her lowering her proud head.
Su Qing saw a flash of astonishment in Qiao Mohan's cold and slightly raised Danfeng's eyes.
But more, it is a kind of anger after the authority is violated.
"Su Qing, do you know what you're doing!" Qiao Mohan's voice was almost gritted from the back of his teeth. His voice was deep and he asked in a low voice.
That handsome face full of evil and profundity, full of romantic and suave, has long been covered by ice.
If it wasn't for him not beating women, he swears, it would be impossible for Su Qing to stand in front of him now.
"I know, huh...why don't you know..." Su Qing stretched out the little hand that had hit Qiao Mohan just now, and pointed at the man in front of her who looked extremely cold and good-looking because of being angry.
She looked at him, at the man she loved so much, those apricot eyes ignited by anger were faintly watery.
Others thought that those eyes were lit up with anger.
But no one knew that at this moment, Su Qing wanted to cry...
She looked at Qiao Mohan and told him word by word: "I... Su Qing, I know very well... what I'm doing..."
"Qiao Mohan, I won't play with you anymore... I tell you that no matter how humble a person is, there is a bottom line. You don't need to get tired of playing, Qiao Mohan... I'm here today, and I'll make it clear to you in front of so many people. Me, Su Qing... I'm tired of playing with you, Qiao Mohan! You don't need to break up, we two, break up now... Qiao Mohan, I don't want you, so I dumped you!"
Su Qing was indeed drunk.
For her now, the Qiao Mohan standing in front of her is not the current Qiao Mohan, but the Qiao Mohan who actively chased her a few years ago, for fear that she would ignore him and quit.
That's why Su Qing felt wronged, wronged.
"Obviously you were the one who chased me first... I said I didn't want you, you forced me... Why do you treat me like this! Tired of playing? Ha... I'm just tired of playing, I didn't want you back then , You are the one who put on a face like a little wolf dog! Qiao Mohan... Let me tell you, break up, break up, break up now, I will never want you again!"
Su Qing stretched out her index finger not politely, pointed at Qiao Mohan, and cursed drunkenly.
After cursing to the last sentence, her charming and resentful eyes, which were stained red by alcohol, blinked lightly, and then pearl-like tears rolled down.
One drop, two drops... In the eyes of everyone, they couldn't help feeling sour along with her tears.
Waiting for the few tears to roll away, Su Qing blinked again, blinked again... With a slight shake of her little hand, she saw her slim and exquisite figure shaking slightly...
In the next second, the charming and charming little woman suddenly lost consciousness, closed her beautiful eyes, and fell to the side uncontrollably.