C10 (1/2)

The next day, before Su Yimo could even wake up, he heard someone knocking on the door. Or rather, it was more appropriate to say that she was using a smashing technique. Her strength was so strong that it seemed as if she was about to break into the room.

Su Yi Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up and opened the door.

Su Yixin, who wore an extremely short skirt, stood at the door. It was obvious that she had just returned from outside.

Su had always enjoyed going to a bar to play all night, but now she had just come back from the bar. Recalling what happened yesterday, she took advantage of the alcohol to warn Su Yimo.

She looked at Su Yi Mo arrogantly, and said with an commanding tone: ”Su Yi Mo, let me warn you, you stay far away from Cheng.”

Su Yimei sniffed the alcohol reeking Su Yixin and leaned against the door while covering his mouth as he smiled, ”Did you guys receive your identification?”

Su Yixin was stifled by her words. Su Yimo's words cut into her sore spot, as she and Lu Chengzhi still had not received their certificates. Last time, he thought that after Master Lu agreed to their marriage, he would get them to accept the certificate. However, he didn't expect Master Lu to still refuse and even said that he was going to choose a festival for the underworld. Truly a feudal superstition, without a marriage certificate she would not be Lu Chengzhi's legal wife.

Seeing Su Yixin's face alternating between green and white, Su Yimo's heart already had an answer. It seemed that Master Lu still didn't agree with Su Yixin.

He didn't know why, but his heart was filled with joy, and unknowingly, he felt a bit of hope burning in his heart. Perhaps she still had a chance!

Su Yimo smiled seductively, and teased, ”Since you didn't get your marriage certificate, then you're not husband and wife. Who he married in the end is still uncertain.”

Su Yixin was so angry that her entire body trembled. She raised her finger and pointed towards Su Yimo: ”You slut, I've already said that she doesn't love you, yet you're still holding onto him tightly.” The more she spoke, the more agitated she became. In the end, she threw herself at Su Yimo's face.

Su Yi Mo looked at Su Yi Xin who was like a mad dog. He extended his hand and grabbed both her hands that were charging towards him. Seeing her sharp nails exposed in the air, Su Yi's eyes were filled with cold stars. If Su Yixin had grabbed her face, her entire face would have been disfigured.

When Su Yi Mo grabbed onto her hands, Su Yixin struggled desperately, but she did not give up and continued grabbing at Su Yi Mo's face.

After being continuously bullied by others, Su Yi Mo felt that his temper was just too good. If he didn't teach them a lesson, would he really think that he was a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied?

As Su Yimo exerted strength into his hands, he heard Su Yixin scream like a pig being butchered, ”Ah ~ Su Yimo, you slut, let go of me.”

Hearing Su Yixin's cursing, Su Yimo indifferently said, ”It seems like little sister's wine is still not awake. Let me help you …”