After saying this, An Chuxue sighed, "It's such a pity for Su Xingyan, just leaving home like that, it's really not decent!"
This truly sets a new low for scumbags.
Han Jing twitched her lips saying, "That's why I say, there aren't many decent men out there!"
Just as she finished her words, she looked up to meet a chilly gaze.
Su Yu had just reached the entrance when he heard their dear little lady say that there aren't many decent men... Who was she talking about?
Seeing Su Yu, Han Jing immediately plastered a bright smile on her face, changing expressions faster than flipping through a book: "I'm saying, other people's men aren't decent, ours are all good!"
"Pfft—" An Chuxue had just taken a sip of tea and sprayed it all over the table, coughing several times. Seeing Su Yu come in, she felt her mind sparkle instantly.
"Mirror, where's your sense of decency?" An Chuxue leaned in, lowered her voice, raised her eyebrows, and whispered.
