Send Him to Death Personally

"I heard from your call just now that you were talking about the Su Corporation?"

Su Yanyun sat on the accompanying bed calmly and obediently let her husband comb her hair.

The actions of the two of them had messed up her beautiful hair just now.

However, ever since her husband came back from North America, he had become a hairdresser. He never missed the opportunity to wash her hair and comb it.

Rong Linyi wouldn't say that he loved her dark black hair. The smooth strands felt like a spring that took away all the filth on him…

Hearing Su Yanyun's question, the comb in his hand didn't stop moving either.

"Yes." Rong Linyi leaned in and pecked her red earlobe. "Do you want to see how that scum Su Bowang is going to die?"

Su Yanyun held Rong Linyi's hand and held the comb with her fingertips.