Chapter 2401 The Second Master Is a Little Crazy and Has to Be Suppressed! (28)
"Pei Yulou, you came to provoke me in the first place, not me. Now that you have done what you should and shouldn't do, you came to tell me again that all of this is wrong?"
What Shen Biwei felt most was unwillingness and being hurt.
She is not reconciled that she is not as good as an actor.
She was unwilling that Pei Yulou would rather go back and chase after that actor than her.
"I...you..." Pei Yulou was wrong, but he couldn't refute it for a while.
Shen Biwei stared at him gloomily: "Pei Yulou, you said that her Suman has no connotation and no attraction except for a face."
"You said that she was like an old mother in your family every day, and she knew that she would whisper this and that in your ear."
"It's you who said that she doesn't understand art, your paintings, or your world, and you can't communicate with her at all, saying she's boring and uninteresting."
"It's also that you said that you wanted to separate from her for a long time, but you were just afraid of hurting her and worried that she would be sad, so you dragged it on."
"What? You regret it now?"
Shen Biwei knew exactly what people outside said about Su Man, and it was because of this that she was even more jealous and unwilling.
"Pei Yulou, let me tell you, even if it's a mistake, it's still a mistake. I, Shen Biwei, admit it!"
If Pei Yulou hadn't reneged on his promises like this and regarded himself as nothing, Shen Biwei might not be so angry, let alone so stubborn.
Pei Yulou was silent.
He knew that this matter was indeed his fault. He betrayed Su Man and went to provoke Shen Biwei first.
He's just in trouble now.
444, who saw this scene in his eyes, pouted in disdain.
[This Pei Yulou is really not a thing. Suman takes care of his daily life like a nanny every day, and he actually said that to her behind his back. 】
Pei Yulou is an eldest young master who knows nothing. Since moving to this apartment, he often forgets to eat because of painting, and he will not wash his clothes for many days.
Like an old mother, Suman cooks for him on time every day, cleans him, washes clothes and quilts.
When he has a stomach problem, he buys medicine for him, cooks porridge for him to serve him three meals a day, and reminds him to go to bed earlier at night before going to bed, so that he does not stay up late.
He said that he was a poor painter who made a living by selling paintings. Su Man believed it, and usually used the money he saved from his private house to supplement his family.
As a result, people's impatience and disgust were exchanged.
What's the trouble with this?
[Host, why don't we help them? 】
"How to help?"
Su Qiao sat in the rickshaw, casually looking at the crowds and shops on both sides of the street.
[Don't you want to make the relationship between Shen Biwei and Pei Yulou public and let everyone know, so as to cut off the possibility of Shen Biwei and Pei Zhuoyun being together?
How about we get them a cohabitation notice? 】
"Good way." Su Qiao was interested.
"However, we have to think carefully about how to publish it, and which newspaper office to go to."
[You can't go to the newspapers under Shen's and Pei Zhuoyun's offices, so they will definitely stop them. 】
"That's true." Su Qiao nodded.
"Who's going?"
The identities of Shen Biwei and Pei Yulou are not ordinary. If I didn't go there in person, I'm afraid no one would dare to go there.
[Spend some money and try it out. 】
As the saying goes, if money can make a ghost run the mill, it will not believe it, and no one dares to take this job.
"Okay, then try it."
Su Qiao raised his hand and looked at his watch.
It's not even eight o'clock, it's still early, so it's perfectly fine to finish this thing.