Chapter 355 Fools Are Blessed

"It's okay, let's wait," Zhou Zizhe comforted Fang Ying. In fact, he was also worried because up to now, neither Yan Huan nor Song Xihua was here.

Su Mumiao was sitting on the side, pouting her red lips in boredom.

It's impossible to come back. Hey, they are all dead. How can they come back again?

"Sorry, we're late."

Yan Huan walked in, looking very good, and there was something indescribable about her body. The most touching touch between innocence and maturity was dyed on her eyebrows.

At this time, she was smiling, smiling at Su Muran.

Su Muran's face suddenly froze, and the hands on her sides were clenched so tightly that the finger clips could almost be pinched into her own flesh.

"Long time no see, Miss Su, thank you for taking care of me."

Yan Huan walked over, followed by Song Xihua who was dressed coldly. Song Xihua walked to Su Muran and stared at her lightly.

Then, when no one expected it, with a snap, Song Xihua slapped Su Muran on the face with a firm slap.

Fang Ying's mouth was so wide that she couldn't close it. At this moment, a hand stretched out and placed it right on her mouth, "Don't let the flies fly in."

Fang Ying closed her mouth for a long time, pointing to this, and then that, but she didn't know what to ask. Zhou Zizhe shook his head at her, okay, she didn't say anything.

"Aren't you going to fight?" Song Xihua turned his face and asked Yan Huan.

This woman almost killed both of them, but now she still looks innocent, but inside, she is disgusting and makes her want to vomit.

"Why don't you fight?" Yan Huan stretched out his hand and gently patted Su Muran's face, but Su Muran was obviously frightened to the point of nervousness.

"Tsk, one side is bigger and the other is smaller. What should I do? It's so asymmetrical?"

"Just keep it symmetrical," Song Xihua glanced at Yan Huan, then turned around, carrying a bit of desolation. He lost some things before he could get them, and his heart still hurt.

Su Muran just turned around, but there was another slap, and the two sides of Su Muran's face were slapped symmetrically.

"Yan Huan, do you dare to hit me?" This was the first time someone hit Su Muran. It was the first time in her life that she was hit by a man and then a woman.

"You dare to kill me, why can't I hit you?" Yan Huan blew his fingers, "You have the support of the Su family, others can't hit you, but I also have the Ye family."

Anyway, the two families have been at odds with each other for a long time.

When the Ye family was mentioned, Su Muran's expression changed like a counterweight.

This is even more exciting than seeing a ghost. In fact, isn't it just seeing a ghost? Yan Huan now sees ghosts in her eyes. They were all dead people, but now they appear in front of her. This is not a ghost, this is What.

Fang Ying quickly pulled Yan Huan over. Although they were filming the same show, Su Muran quit in the middle. They were in two completely different worlds. It's not like she shared the joys and sorrows with them.

He didn't help carry the backpack or cover Fang Ying with the quilt.

Fang Ying was not familiar with her.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you hit her?" She pointed at Su Mucha's face, which was almost blue with anger.

"It's nothing, she needs to be dealt with." Fang Huan shook his hand. Slapping people is also a skill, and of course it is very enjoyable. No wonder Miss Su liked to slap people so much in her previous life. Of course, she also slapped people. She, in this life, she made up for it.

Fang Ying blinked and originally wanted to ask again, but Zhou Zizhe quickly pulled her away and covered her mouth.

“When gods fight, mortals retreat.”

He warned in a low voice, fearing that this ignorant person would get him involved, and he didn't know where such an innocent temperament came from. How could he still climb to his current position with such a temperament? It is really not easy.

In their circle, there is no one who is more thoughtful than others, but on the other hand, Fang Ying, a woman, just lacks that. Maybe Li Zizhe can only say one thing.

Fortune favors fools.

Yan Huan just looked at Su Muran with a smile. Su Muran covered his face, and his originally beautiful face began to distort with anger, but there was no way to seek justice for himself.

She is not stupid, she knows that once the matter comes out, she will be the first to be unlucky. After all, she committed murder, or worse, murdered two people, and two public figures. Even if the Su family comes by then, they may not be able to keep her. What's more, behind Yan Huan, there is the Ye family. It is impossible for her not to know about the grievances between the Ye family and her family. Moreover, within a few years, the Ye family will be the leader again. Even the Su family is suppressing them. It cannot be suppressed either.

"Why don't you sue her?" Song Xihua asked Yan Huan calmly.

"My life is not that cheap."

"You should know that you can't sue." Of course Fang Yun also wanted to sue, but he couldn't.

"We have no evidence."

"Aren't we the evidence?" Song Xihua pouted. He is a living person, so is it possible that we are not the evidence?

"She won't admit it," Yan Huan knows Su Mumiao very well. They are both actors. An actor is meant to act like anything. Isn't it easy for her to act like a victim?

As long as the Su family is here, nothing will happen to Su Muran.

"Song Xihua," Yan Huan suddenly stared at Song Xihua and called his name again.

Song Xihua was stunned for a moment, he lowered his head, but his eyes were a little confused by the wind, and there were also the hurts in his heart that were beginning to suppress.

"It's best for you to avoid the limelight recently," Yan Huan asked Luo Lin to check Song Xihua's identity. His backstage is not strong enough and he cannot touch the Su family. It is not easy for him to achieve such an achievement. It is best not to let the Su family have the chance. If you take advantage of it, you will ruin your future.

As for revenge, she will keep it for herself. Anyway, it is not bad. She will write it down carefully and put it on Su Muran's head.

Song Xihua was still silent. Yan Huan stood up, walked to one side and sat down, waiting for the program team to arrive. Soon after, the program team came over, and the director frowned when he saw Su Muran.

"Miss Su, have you gained weight?"

Fang Ying was about to laugh, but was stopped by Zhou Zizhe to avoid being tortured to death for acting so heartlessly and stupidly.

He still knows who the Su family is. Although they are ordinary people, although they are rich and famous, they still cannot fight against a century-old family. So again, when gods fight, it is best for them as mortals to stay away.

However, he glanced at Yan Huan. Yan Huan didn't have any unnecessary expressions. She didn't avoid, dodge, or dodge. It seemed that even if Su Muran was hit in the face, she didn't have much fear.

Yan Huan had her own trump card, he knew it, but he just hoped that this time, her trump card could withstand the pressure from the Su family.