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Su Xinyan's eyes flashed with a trace of venom, but her face showed a helpless and fragile expression.

She let out a soft sigh, and the smile on her face became even more bitter.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Yiyi could naturally hear the restrained grievance in her voice and quickly reached out to hold Su Xinyan's hand.

"Xinyan, you believe in my cousin, he loves you so much, he would never do anything to wrong you. It must be that slut Su Ran, knowing that you and my cousin are getting married, deliberately seducing him at this time, attempting to ruin your wedding."

Zhao Yiyi spoke as if it was a matter of fact, her righteously indignant appearance as if she dearly wished she could chop Su Ran into pieces.

Su Xinyan's face grew increasingly pale, her lips quivering with bitterness as she lowered her head.

"I naturally believe in Brother Heng., but why won't she let us be, even though Brother Heng and I are getting married tomorrow?"