Su Man looked at the man whom she loved to death.
He was wearing a suit and his shirt was buttoned meticulously, looking like a business elite. Although he looked handsome, he was just a donkey dung ball with a shiny surface and a head full of shit.
Just when Shen Ling thought Su Man would beg desperately, Su Man suddenly smiled, dimples appearing at the corners of her mouth, "It's a deal."
Shen Ling was stunned, not sure what had happened to Su Man.
The Su family's marriage to the Shen family was originally about marrying up, and when the marriage fell through, Su Zhiye pointed at Su Man's nose and cursed, "I used to think you were just spoiled and willful, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless. How could I, Su Zhiye, raise such a shameful daughter like you."
Su Man smiled slightly. "Yan Zhenzhen is only a few months younger than me. That means you gave me this little sister when my mother was pregnant with me. Isn't it right that you raised a daughter like me?"
"You!" Su Zhiye's breath was choked in his throat. "I'm a man, how can I be the same?"
Su Man said, "Oh, I didn't expect you to carry antiques with you. When we have an exhibition at our city museum, you must show this idea to others."
Su Zhiye was so angry that his beard twitched. "I don't have a daughter like you. Get out of the Su family tomorrow!"
At this time, Yan Zhenzhen rushed over and complained with tears in her eyes, "How could you talk to Dad like this? Even though you don't like me, you seduced Wei Ji to get revenge on me, but Dad is not wrong, and Brother Shen Ling is not wrong. Are you doing this to them?"
Su Man looked at Yan Zhenzhen's aggrieved look and suddenly wanted to sing a song, "What a beautiful white lotus."
Su Zhiye felt warmed when he saw Yan Zhenzhen being so sensible. "My dear daughter, you have been wronged. Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it for you."
Looking at the chaos in front of her, Su Man said coldly, "Aren't you guys a little too impatient? You're so eager to put the blame on me before the matter is settled?"
Yan Yan, who was watching the fight from the sidelines, was unwilling to accept it. "We all saw it with our own eyes. Do you still want to deny it?"
Su Man turned to Yan Zhenzhen and said kindly, "Then you'll have to ask my good sister about this." Her eyes suddenly became sharp, "Were you the one who asked Wei Ji to come out yesterday?"
Yan Zhenzhen was a little flustered, because she was indeed the one who asked Wei Ji out.
The Wei family is considered one of the most prestigious in Jiangcheng, but Wei Ji is just the youngest son, a man who dabbles in art. The family's businesses are all managed by his brother, Wei Yi. Although Wei Ji treats her well, she refuses to marry him. For her happiness, she has no choice but to sacrifice his reputation and bring Su Man down with her.
She had planned for this for a long time, and it seemed foolproof, but how could Su Man know? Was she lying to her?
It must be true. Yan Zhenzhen calmed down and said aggrievedly, "Sister, I know you want to defend yourself now, but you can't put the blame on me."
Yan Yan also joined in, "It's okay that you usually bully Zhenzhen, but now you're sleeping in the same bed with your brother-in-law and you're even trying to frame Zhenzhen. You're such a vicious person!"
Su Man glanced at Yan Zhenzhen and said, "You deliberately called Wei Ji to meet him at the hotel, thinking it was foolproof, but you didn't know that Wei Ji originally wanted to propose to you last night."
"What?" Yan Zhenzhen was stunned and immediately denied it, "I don't know what you are talking about."
Su Man took out Wei Ji's phone and said, "Wei Ji didn't know that you were already in Cao's camp but your heart was with Han. He prepared a surprise for you and wanted to propose to you, but he didn't expect that you also prepared a surprise for him."
"You're talking nonsense."
Although Yan Zhenzhen denied it, she was panicked inside.
Su Man admired Yan Zhenzhen's forced composure and said, "Don't believe me? Look at this." On the phone screen was a chat log between Wei Ji and the planner, clearly outlining the entire proposal plan, which had been scheduled to begin once Yan Zhenzhen arrived at the room. However, the planner couldn't reach him, so the plan had to be aborted.
The reason, of course, was that he was bewitched the moment he saw the beauty.
Su Man smiled sweetly, "Do you think Wei Ji is so bored that he planned a proposal to entertain himself without his girlfriend being present?"
Su Zhiye was also confused when he saw this, "Zhenzhen, what on earth is going on?"
Yan Zhenzhen was completely panicked. She had never expected that Wei Ji would propose to her at this critical moment.
However, Yan Yan remained calm and turned the tables, saying, "What do you mean? Are you suspecting Zhenzhen is trying to frame you?"
Su Man suddenly said sincerely, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Yan Yan was surprised.
Su Man said, "I'm surprised you only understand what I mean now."
Yan Yan: “…”
At this point, Yan Zhenzhen could only insist that this matter had nothing to do with her. She shook her head desperately, "I don't know. I went out for afternoon tea with Mom yesterday. Mom can testify."
At this moment, Shen Ling suddenly spoke, "I can also testify that I believe Zhenzhen is not such a person."
Su Man was almost moved to tears by her fiancé. He just stood by and watched when she was framed, but now that the evidence points to Yan Zhenzhen, he jumped out and spoke.
Yan Zhenzhen's eyes were filled with tears, "Thank you, Brother Chen Ling."
Su Man said suddenly, "Chen Ling, you are too anxious. You are in a hurry to take sides before I finish speaking."
Shen Ling frowned, "What do you mean."
Su Man lifted her seaweed-like hair and winked at Chen Ling. "Quiz with prizes: What is the one essential prop in a marriage proposal?"
Yan Zhenzhen blurted out, "Ring?" She realized that she was actually being led by Su Man, and quickly shut her mouth.
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