"I just want to make trouble. I just want to beat to death this shameless bitch who seduced someone else's fiancé."
Song Yaqin had a bad temper to begin with, and now she had lost her mind, pointing at Su Qiao and cursing at him.
"Shameless, why don't you do something else but be a mistress and destroy other people's marriages? Do you really think that just because you are pretty, you can do whatever you want? And that you can enter the Jun family?"
"I'm telling you, stop dreaming. Someone like you wouldn't even be wanted as a servant in the Jun family."
"Jun Ting is just bored, so he wants to play with you. Do you really think he likes you? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself carefully? How dare you dream of marrying him?"
"Sister Song, please stop being angry. It's not worth getting angry with this kind of person."
A young woman who was about 1.75 cm tall and wearing tight denim shorts and a loose bat-sleeved sweater walked over and tried to persuade Song Yaqin in a delicate voice.
"This kind of woman has no shame at all, and she has no shame at all. As long as you pay her, she will do anything. Getting angry with this kind of person is a complete waste of time and will only reduce your reputation."
As she spoke, she glanced in Su Qiao's direction with contempt and snorted coldly.
"Really? Why do you choose to be a mistress when there are so many things to do? Didn't your mother teach you what is honorable, righteous, honest and shameful? Please don't embarrass us women, okay?"
The other people looked at Su Qiao with more or less contempt in their eyes.
A man in a black suit with greasy hair who looked a bit wimpy seemed to have thought of something and said with a bad face:
"There are so many men in the world, why do you want to be a mistress and destroy other people's families? Aren't you afraid of being criticized?"
"that is."
Others nodded in agreement.
Instead, a boy about 17 or 18 years old, with striking blue hair and wearing a large black T-shirt, said in a rather rude tone, "Hey, that's enough, stop making trouble here."
After saying that, He Kai turned to look at Su Qiao and said, "I say, you are so beautiful, it is not difficult for you to find a rich man, why do you have to find a married man?"
"Ahem, well, you're like this, it's not... not good, as a person... you still have to be down-to-earth."
The person who spoke was a tall and thin man with a dirty face, a messy shaggy haircut, a worn-out gray T-shirt, and army green trouser legs rolled up to his calves.
At this moment, he was grabbing his dog-shaped head and stammering to persuade Su Qiao.
Everyone looked at him with some disgust and moved away from him.
He is dirty, smelly, looks stupid, can't even speak clearly, and why does he care about other people's business
He Kai didn't despise her, and stroked her conspicuous blue hair: "Everyone is talking about her. I think she is not very old and doesn't know much. Besides, you have beaten and scolded Miss Song, but..."
He Kai originally wanted to smooth things over, but he didn't expect that others would not appreciate his kindness at all.
Wang Yanqiu, who had been carefully comforting Song Yaqin, said very rudely, "What the hell is it to you?"
After scolding He Kai, she covered her nose again and looked at Han Feng beside him as if he were looking at garbage in a stinky ditch: "It stinks so bad, where did this country bumpkin come from?"
A young man in a white casual jacket and a floral silk shirt smiled at her ingratiatingly, then turned around and said very impolitely, "That's right, is it right for her to be a mistress?"