Ding Mengyao blinked his big eyes, turned his head to look at Su Ci, shook her arm slightly, her eyes full of begging, fearing that his friends would reject this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Susu, please please!

Lu Zimo looked at Su Ci, and the smile in his eyes was meaningful: "Is that true?"

Su Ci: "..." No, I'm not.

She took the fate to the "battlefield". She thought she would lose ugly, but unexpectedly, after playing three games, she almost won every game.

Su Ci held the pole and muttered in her heart, did Lu Zimo deliberately let the water go?

Several rich second-generations are not happy this time.

"Damn! Zimo, you did it on purpose!"

"If we abuse us and slaughter dogs, do we show mercy to the beautiful women?"

"Not interesting!"

Lu Zimo Youran wiped the head of the pole, looked like a gentleman with a smile on his face, and looked at the girl opposite him with smiles: "It's because I'm not as skilled as... my sister-in-law."

Su Ci blackface: "..."

The master who clears the platform is not as good as her half-baked person. He is a fool! Who believes it!

The brother who was on his back touched his chin, looked at Lu Zimo, and then looked at Su Ci.

Why did he think... something was wrong with these two people? Lu Zimo's eyes were too gentle, hey!

He looked carefully and found that he had read it wrong.

Yes, Lu Zimo never talks about women with them, and is as cold as a chastity arch. How could he have a gentle moment?

After coming out of the billiards hall, Ding Mengyao continued to commit suicide by committing uninterrupted crimes along the way.

"Ahhhh! The male god is really handsome!"

"He must have lost to you on purpose! What a gentleman, so gentle!"

Although he won, Su Ci was in a bad mood and felt like he was playing with her in his palm.

"Where is gentleman, where is gentle?" If Ding Mengyao knew that when they first met, Lu Zimo squirted her car exhaust on her face, let's see if this little snob would say that.

Ding Mengyao's eyes turned into a heart, "Su Su, I envy you so much!"

"I envy me for playing billiards with Lu Zimo?" Su Ci asked.

"I envy you for being his sister-in-law!"

"..." Su Ci was speechless, "It may be too late to chase Lu Jinyan now."

Ding Mengyao immediately looked bitter and looked at her with a sympathy: "Forget it, once you enter the Lu family, your husband is like a passerby from now on."

Su Ci: "..."

When he entered the door and put down his bag, Su Ci didn't see Qingqing.

In the past, she was always cooking at this time, could it be in the kitchen?

After changing into the slippers at the entrance, Su Ci quietly walked to the kitchen door and suddenly met Qingqing who had just walked out of it.

"Ah!" Qingqing was startled and quickly took a small step back. Seeing that it was Su Ci, a hint of panic flashed quickly in her eyes, which were clearly distinguished by black and white.

"Su, Miss Su, you are back!"

Su Ci seemed not to see her strangeness and said, "Are you cooking? What to eat tonight?"

Qingqing hurriedly replied: "Ripe soup!"

"Oh... Is it stewed?" Su Ci's gaze accidentally swept across her face and stared at the gas cooker that was sizzling at the gas stove.

"Not yet! Miss Su, you go upstairs to rest first. I'll call you later!" Qingqing lifted up her apron and wiped her hands, clenched the corners of her skirt.

Su Ci smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at her back as she went upstairs, Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the kitchen.

Changing into comfortable home clothes, Su Ci walked downstairs and sat on the dining table.
Chapter completed!