"Mrs. Su, if you have anything to say, it's better to wait for our Su Jin to have the time to talk…After all, our Su Jin has to rely on her salary to make a living. As for you, you're a rich lady raised by the Su family. You have a BMW to go in and out, and you use a credit card to eat…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Xue interrupted him with her sharp teeth.
"Su Jin is now Mrs. Jin. I don't think a man who has a villa in Shanghai, a villa in Hong Kong, and a manor in England would care about Su Jin's salary…In the past, Su Jin could be said to have worked to make a living, but now, this job could only be considered a hobby to kill time…Yang Jiahui, why are you in such a hurry to drag Su Jin away? I'm not a tiger. Do you have to hide from me like this?"
Yang Jiahui really wanted to pull Su Jin away from this woman.
