Over WeChat, Zhu Yuanfeng quickly sent a message: "Zhiyan, who is this loser? Don't lie to me, I know you hired someone to impersonate, how can this loser be worthy of you? Impossible."
Clearly, Zhu Yuanfeng didn't believe Su Zhiyan's words at all.
Su Zhiyan was desperate, so she suddenly leaned into Lin Shuang, who was eating.
"What are you doing?" Lin Shuang looked at her, puzzled.
Su Wanqiao didn't hesitate to plant her tender red lips on his cheek.
"Click—" Su Zhiyan snapped the kiss and sent the photo to Zhu Yuanfeng.
"Zhiyan, stop fooling around," Yang Manzhi scolded softly from the dining table. As a mother, she hadn't expected her daughter to suddenly kiss Lin Shuang.
"Mom, it's just an act, I lied to that Zhu guy... said Lin Shuang is my boyfriend, so he would stop pestering me," Su Zhiyan said playfully, sticking out her tongue.
