(MTL)Scumbags also deserve to be whitewashed? [quick wear]

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 The scum of the three thousand in the harem (6)

    "Meng Ran, how are you doing recently?" Fu Zinan's gentle voice came from the other end.

    Su Mengran laughed mockingly, but did not speak.

    Fu Zinan laughed awkwardly.

    "Mengran, when will we meet...I have prepared a birthday present for you."

    "Fu Zinan, my birthday has passed last month."

    Su Mengran closed the notebook in front of her, stood up, and thoroughly Looking outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

    "Did you make a call to talk about this? I don't have that much spare time to discuss this kind of boring stuff with you."

    She hung up.

    Fu Zinan was stunned when she heard the busy voice on the other side.

    After not seeing her for a few days, this beauty's temper has grown a bit.

    However, Fu Zinan has always been handy with women, and a good-looking woman is not very offensive even if she loses her temper.

    There was a glint of eagerness in his eyes.

    Today is Su Mengran's rest day.

    Rarely at leisure, she lay on the bed with a thin layer of mask on her face.

    Doorbell rang.

    Su Mengran took off the mask in surprise. After washing her face, she went to the entrance and saw a familiar face appeared on the screen.

    Her face sank and she opened the door.

    "Fu Zinan, I've already made it clear that day, what are you doing here?"

    Su Mengran raised her eyebrows, and in her bright phoenix eyes, she made no secret of her disgust for the visitor.

    Fu Zinan held a large bouquet of roses, and seemed to not mind her rejection at all, and smiled gently: "Meng Ran, you must have misunderstood me before... I haven't seen you for a while, why don't you talk about it?"

    Su Mengran looked With his gentle and upright face.

    Fu Zinan's career is booming. Although he is a top idol, his character is warm and humble, and he is the perfect male god in the eyes of thousands of girls.

    ...Go to the special male god.

    Su Mengran curled her lips and smiled.

    Fu Zinan looked at her lips, shook her head slightly, and then heard her smiling but cold voice.

    "I said, does Xu Chun know what you want to talk to me about?"

    Fu Zinan's pupils shrank slightly.

    "What does this have to do with Xu Chun...?" He smiled, "Meng Ran, you have misunderstood our relationship. In comparison, you are better." What

    he said was half-truth, Fu Zinan told Xu recently. Pure did produce some aesthetic fatigue.

    Although Xu Chun's sweetness and gentleness had made him deeply appreciate, no matter how beautiful it was, he would get tired of it - not to mention that Fu Zinan saw a recent photo of Su Mengran by chance, and she had a glimpse of her amorous feelings and temperament. Bright.