Su Jianye listened to the commotion inside the house and nod his head disdainfully.
"Add more lard."
He walked to the door and kicked it open with force.
"Su Shuixian, what are you wailing for? Did someone die at home? It's bad luck."
Su Jianye sat on the bed and kicked Su Shuixian.
"Move aside, let me lie down for a while; I'm exhausted."
Su Shuixian winced in pain and couldn't help but twist Su Jianye's arm.
"You brat, I'm your elder sister, and you want me to marry a widower just to exchange for a bicycle for you, are you even human?"
"What the hell?"
Su Jianye bared his teeth and was about to slap Su Shuixian to teach her a lesson.
These days, he'd been following Chen Wanyuan around, his mind had become wild, and if it weren't for Chen Wanyuan urging him to deal with Lin Anning's matter, he would have been too lazy to come back.
No sooner had he returned than he heard Su Shuixian was going to get married.
