Even though Su Nian was despised by everyone, she was still obsessed with the gaze of Lang Que.

Under her expectant gaze, the man stood up and slowly walked over.

But the shadow fell on Qu Su in the end. Lang Que didn't even spare a glance at her.

He fixed his eyes on Qu Su. It was obscure and difficult to conceal, with a faint hint of danger emanating.

Lang Que really wanted to know how many things she had hidden from him all these years?

Sensing his gaze, Qu Su, who was in a good mood, replied with an exceptionally charming smile, "Miss Su really lives on the beach. You even care about other people's husbands."

"My husband likes to hear my sweet talk," Qu Su said coyly, and her heart was already in her mouth. "Is that right, honey?"

She secretly pinched the corner of the clothes of Lang Que to let him show her some respect in front of others.

After all, she was his official wife. With so many cameras pointing at her, even for the sake of the company's reputation, Lang Que could not refute her.

The man did not disappoint Qu Su. He held her in his long arm and said, "Yes."

Looking at the couple in front of her, the smell of blood came from Su Nian's tightly biting lower lip.

Their intimate appearance had almost turned her into a joke. Su Nian covered her chest and slowly squatted on the ground. "Lang Que..."

Su Nian said in a light voice, as if she would faint in the next second, "Miss Qu, you know that I'm in poor health, but why did you deliberately provoke me?"

The light in the eyes of Su Nian dimmed little by little, but Lang Que still turned a blind eye to it. " Su Nian, it's boring to play the same trick too much."

"You clearly know that your body hasn't fully recovered yet, you still insist on leaving the hospital. You can't blame anyone else." The air around him was cold, and for the first time, Su Nian felt seriously that he was getting further and further away from herself.

She saw the man wrap around Qu Su's slender waist and leave, just leave her one sentence: "Take Miss Su to the hospital."

Looking at the back of the two of them, Su Nian felt that the physical pain was not as great as her psychological pain.

The people around kept looking at them with disgust and cursing, as if they were rubbing salt on their wounds.

Su Nian clenched his fists, her eyes filled with cold venom.

She would definitely let Qu Su have a taste of today's humiliation in the future.

On the other side, Qu Su had been dragged back to the car by the man.

She saw the chill around Lang Que and couldn't help frowning. "Are you crazy?"

"If you want to stand up for scheming girl." Qu Su was confused and said ahead of her, "Why don't you go and accompany her!"

As soon as she said that, she felt that something was wrong. After all, Lang Que had just performed well and even seemed to be defending her...

Although she did not know why the man was like this, the fact was that Qu Su was in a much better mood because of this.

But after saying that, there was no reason to take it back. She could only continue to tough out and soften her attitude a bit:" Lang Que, as your future ex-wife, I want to remind you with the rare love we shared for three years, and Su Nian's character is really not good!

"So, Miss Qu also knows that we have been married for three years, and I thought you only treated me as a bed mate." In response to Qu Su, the man sneered," For three whole years, I didn't know that my wife was originally a world-renowned wedding dress designer... was it because I was too incompetent or because you hid too deep?"

With a sudden brake, Qu Su fell forward uncontrollably. When she was about to hit the wall of the car, she was pulled back by a big hand.

"Qu Su, how many more things are there that I don't know?" Lang Que leaned on her, with a deep meaning in his eyes.