Su Muchen looked at Ye Lan's surrendered look. Even if it was forced or threatened by her, she still felt strong satisfaction. She was even happier than when she won her first project when she was young.

Su Muchen stroked Ye Lan's hair like a cat. The boy's hair was of good quality, as silky as water. The strands of hair slipped between his fingers and could not be retained. They were very easy to touch.

This blond hair is really an eyesore. It would be fine if it were natural, but it is a pity that it is low-quality blond hair dyed cheaply in a low-end barber shop. The color can almost be described as horrible. And as time goes by, the original black hair becomes

It also gradually emerged from the roots, looking yellow and black, a bit strange.

Su Muchen said: "Blonde hair doesn't suit you, dye it back."

However, in a sense, this low-quality hair color suits Ye Lan very well, because it means that his identity and status are so low. But in order to better tame Ye Lan, Su Muchen still plans to let him dye his hair back to black.

Ye Lan raised his eyes and glanced at Su Muchen quietly, thinking that it was almost okay. The color of his hair was also in charge, but would he also have to control the color of his shorts in the future?

He regarded Su Muchen's words as pure fart, which went in his left ear and came out in his right ear.

This was the first time that Su Muchen was so close to Ye Lan outside of the bed. She immediately looked at him seriously. She didn't find any clues on his face, but instead noticed the coat he was wearing.

, wide and long, which does not fit Ye Lan's body shape at all. Not only is it not his own, but it looks like a woman's.

Su Muchen's expression suddenly turned from sunny to gloomy. He raised his hands and pinched both sides of Ye Lan's cheeks, making him pout.

Su Muchen's move was sudden, and Ye Lan suddenly looked in pain. He grabbed her wrist with both hands and was about to struggle, but how could he be Su Muchen's opponent? Neither of his hands could reach her, and she easily restrained her, unable to move.

, then she stretched out her other hand to grasp Ye Lan's collar.

The clean and white collar is of excellent quality as soon as she gets it. Ordinary people can feel the exquisiteness. What's more, Su Muchen is from the upper class. She can tell at a glance that this coat is not just expensive, but

Things that even money can't buy must be customized and require one of the best fashion designers in the world to make them.

There is a top fashion designer next to Su Muchen. There are only a few people as famous as her, and one of them is even in this city. She also knows whose home that person is now...

Gu Jia, Gu Li.

Su Muchen just thought of these four words, and his original happy mood was completely destroyed in an instant.

Even though Su Muchen had no absolute evidence, even if it was all just her guess, she still firmly believed in her judgment. The hand that had been gently stroking Ye Lan's hair suddenly grasped his hair with force.

down, lifting his whole body up.

"Ah!" Ye Lan let out a short scream. In order to relieve the pain, he had to stand up. Following Su Muchen's hand and ear piercing, when he stood up to the same height as the sitting Su Muchen, he was grabbed by her again.

He grabbed the collar and was pulled so hard that he almost fell into her arms.

"who is it?"

Su Muchen seemed extremely angry this time. It was not shown on his face, but contained in his words. These two words were spoken short and fast, like the calm before the storm.

Seeing this, Lin Qingshu, who was about to sit on the vacant chair, also stopped and looked at this scene with solemn eyes.

Only then did she notice the strangeness of Ye Lan's coat, and she seemed to only be focusing on talking to him on the way.

Ye Lan was grabbed by Su Muchen's collar, and his neck seemed to be hooped by a pair of hands. He couldn't breathe at all, and his whole body was suffocating. It was like blood had infected the snow, and the blood spread on his fair cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His neck turned blood red, and he could only utter vague, broken syllables: "Ah... um..."

Su Muchen finally realized that Ye Lan was unable to speak in this state. Just before his vision became blurry, he suddenly let go of his hand and threw him to the ground like trash.

"Cough cough cough..." Ye Lan covered his neck, lying on the ground and coughing violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. His face was as bright as a peach blossom and red with blood.

After coughing for more than half a minute, Ye Lan finally recovered. The pair of glasses had fallen to the ground. His eyes were red and filled with a thin layer of mist, making him look particularly cute.

Su Muchen saw it in his eyes, but he didn't feel any softness or pity at all. He repeated at the same speed and tone: "Who is it?"

Ye Lan: It’s your dad!

He has been wearing Gu Li's coat for so long, and Su Muchen has just discovered now, can he be a little more conscientious and take his work as seriously as he does?

Fortunately, Su Muchen fulfilled her role as a "scumbag" very well.

If he hadn't had pain switching, this would have cost him a third of his life.

In fact, Su Muchen already had the answer in her heart. She just wanted to see if Ye Lan would tell her the truth.

Even at this point, President Su still felt that his eyes were higher than his head, and there was no comparison between Gu Li, who didn't care about anyone, and him.

She gave Ye Lan enough money to live comfortably for the rest of his life, and also arranged for his dependent parents. She couldn't think of a reason why Ye Lan would be biased towards Gu Li.

Thinking like this, Su Muchen's inner coldness eased a little, and he felt that he had been a little too much towards Ye Lan just now, but he was his own thing, but he was wearing someone else's clothes.

If you don't know your identity, you should be taught a lesson.

Now calm down and think about it carefully. Ye Lan is so stubborn and Gu Li is indifferent to everyone. There is no chance that there will be any sparks between them. This dress is probably...

Just as he was thinking about it, Su Muchen saw Ye Lan slowly raise his head, his lips pursed tightly, and his usual stubborn look showed on his face.

Su Muchen is very familiar with this expression. It often appears on the bed, which means that he will not make a sound no matter what tonight, and appearing here means...

No matter what, he would not expose this person's identity.

Su Muchen's calmed anger returned to its peak in an instant, and he felt like he had been slapped in the face, with an inexplicable burning pain on his cheek.

"very good……"

Su Muchen slowly said these two words, suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table and raised his hand.

Snapped!

Glass was scattered and wine splashed.

Lin Qingshu calmly lowered the hand he raised subconsciously. Fortunately, Su Muchen didn't completely lose his mind and the glass of wine didn't hit Ye Lan directly.

The place suddenly became dead silent.

Jingle Bell--

At this time, a pleasant ringing sound suddenly rang.


Chapter completed!