Su Yiwan left the hotel, and the night wind blew, blowing her long black hair away. She walked away with her long legs and walked to the small shop on the side of the road, bought two bottles of beer and carried.

He stopped a car and whispered: "Go to the Fashion Mansion."

The driver listened and turned toward the Fashion Mansion. While looking at the rear mirror of the car, he looked at Su Yiwan and asked, "Miss, do you live in the Fashion Mansion in Daxingan? The housing prices there are so expensive. I heard that it is hundreds of thousands per square meter now?"

"Is that true?" Su Yiwan raised her eyebrows.

She doesn't know the housing prices of fashion mansions, but she still has a certain understanding of the economy.

House prices have been speculated by those capitalists, forming a bubble market. Rich people have houses everywhere, and they are so poor that they can't even borrow money, which further widens the distance between the rich and the poor.

"That is a paradise for rich people. I heard it is the property of the Yan family. You are so young and beautiful. If you can marry into the Yan family, then I'll leave it. I heard that there are several bachelors in the Yan family. Do you want to try your luck?" the driver said jokingly.

Su Yiwan laughed but said nothing, and she shook her beer.

Thinking of Su Xi and his greedy faces, they turned themselves into tools for marriage, just to make the Su family reach a high point.

The poisoning incident occurred on the flight back to China that night. When she came back, Su Wanjing asked herself to swim. This was obvious at a glance, making it clear that someone didn't want to let herself come back.

After all, many people like the Yan family want to marry into the chaebol. How could Chen Wenhui not think about her daughter? She kept saying that she was protecting herself, but in fact she was a pheasant in college, and she was afraid that others would not know her situation.

"Haha." She sneered in a low voice.

The car arrived in front of the fashion mansion. After paying the fare, she walked in with big strides.

"Miss, who do you belong to?" The security guard immediately stopped her when he saw her.

Su Yiwan looked at him coldly, and her whole body exuded a noble aura, as if this was her territory, and the security guard was a little unconfident when she looked at him.

"Mr. Yan's fiancée." Su Yiwan said.

The security guard listened to the word "Yan" and opened his mouth wide, looking at her in disbelief.

There is only one Yan family in the whole city, and this is the territory of the Yan family. The Yan family's decisive and cruel means are everyone who dares to pretend to be him, and Su Yiwan's aura is extraordinary.

"Miss, please." The security guard quickly stepped back and opened the door for her, and said nervously: "You remember to say a few good words to me in front of Mr. Yan."

Su Yiwan laughed but said nothing, and walked in with big strides.

She is tall and long-legged, wearing high-waisted tights, a slender T-shirt, and Martin boots. Her simple outfit is heroic and refreshing.

With the address, he came to Room 888 of Building 88. Su Yiwan opened the bag, took out the beer and poured it into her mouth. The wine slid down the corner of her mouth, wetting her T-shirt.

After drinking two cans of beer, Su Yiwan stepped forward with big strolls and rang the doorbell.

The door was quiet and no one came to knock on the door. She sneered at the corner of her mouth, raised her long legs and kicked forward.

"Bang" the door was kicked several times, and her hands kept pressing the doorbell, squinted her almond eyes and stared at the door. After a while, there was a movement inside, and it was opened with a "when" sound.

A tall figure walked out, Su Yiwan reached out to attack him, grabbed his collar, pulled him over, and whispered: "I heard you want to marry me, huh?"

Su Yiwan narrowed her almond eyes and approached him with alcohol.
Chapter completed!