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"Your name is Zhang Xiaoya?"
Zhang Xiaoya looked at Su Yan, her eyes no longer looked like she was crying just now, as if she could do a magic trick, she turned to shed tears.
"Is something wrong?"
Su Yan thought for a while, then shook her head
"fine."
She was just a little curious about Zhang Xiaoya.
See you now.
That's all.
Zhang Xiaoya looked at Su Yan, looking up and down with a condescending gaze.
After a long time, speak out
"You are nothing more than that."
While talking, Zhang Xiaoya suddenly laughed
"No wonder, Xiang Chonghui dumped you and stayed with me."
Su Yan blinked, puzzled
"why?"
"Because you're stupid."
As she spoke, Zhang Xiaoya covered her mouth and let out a ladylike laugh.
Every move she made seemed to be taught, very polite.
But the words spoken and every move made people watch, giving rise to a sense of discomfort.
Xiaohua complained silently
"Host, can you hit her twice?"
While complaining, Zhang Xiaoya seemed to have remembered something, and as if showing off, she took out a notebook from her bag.
That book is very thick, as big as a palm.
It looks like it has been used for a long time, and there are some heart-shaped patterns drawn on it.
Zhang Xiaoya held it in her hand, then opened one of the pages, looked at Su Yan, and smiled
"Any idea what this is? A diary. Any idea who gave it to me?"
Her smile grew bigger and bigger.
Follow, listen to Zhang Xiaoya's mocking voice, and read the above content
"January 8th, I said three words to Xiang Chong today. Well, I am very happy. His smile is still so warm. I like your one hundred and eighth day. Come on!"
As she spoke, Zhang Xiaoya made a gesture of cheering, and fell down on the sofa with a quick laugh the next second.
But soon, when Zhang Xiaoya saw that Su Yan didn't react at all, her smile stopped immediately.
Sit down again, look at Su Yan, and sneer
"You like Xiang Chong. In this short six months, I don't believe that you can completely forget Xiang Chong. As long as I hand over this notebook to Mr. Ji, do you think he will believe you or this iron stone?" General evidence?"
Su Yan looked at her without speaking.
Zhang Xiaoya crossed her legs, as if she was the owner of the place
"Su Yan, what kind of class you are, you should live in what kind of place. Here, you are not worthy."
After a long time, Su Yan finally spoke out
"Finished?"
"What? Do you have something else to tell me?"
Zhang Xiaoya looked sarcastic watching the play.
Su Yan shook her head
"I don't have any words. It's the notebook in your hand. It's time to give it to me."
When the words fell, Zhang Xiaoya seemed to be watching a psychopath
"Su Yan, are you mentally ill? Do you think I will just hand this book over to you?"
Su Yan nodded,
"You won't give it to me, so I'm going to grab it hard."
When she finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoya had a strange expression on her face.
But in the next second, Su Yan had already walked over.
Before Zhang Xiaoya could do anything, Su Yan's hand was already on her wrist.
In the next second, only her voice was heard
"what!"
Then, with a pale face, he fell to the ground.
And that diary also successfully fell into Su Yan's hands.
Zhang Xiaoya looked panicked
"It's mine! Give it to me!!"
As he spoke, he rushed over.
Su Yan hid for a while, and then raised her foot the next moment.
With a bang, Zhang Xiaoya was kicked not far away.