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Qi Jincheng said, "Su Yin, I loathe people who stir up trouble and gossip the most, you really disgust me."
Su Yin laughed. Su Beibei was just that kind of person, yet he doted on her to the sky.
Such a blind man, Su Yin didn't want him. Wasn't pursuing a career more fragrant?
From then on, she was the unparalleled divine doctor, the top designer, the senior lawyer, the gaming tycoon, the hacker...
It was her! It was her! All of it was her!
All the men in the world revolved around her.
Qi Jincheng couldn't sit still anymore! From then on, he started to pursue her in a variety of ways.
He was at the bars, the banquets, the companies; wherever he was, there were roses everywhere.
When hordes of reporters asked Su Yin why she wouldn't marry Qi Jincheng, who was so good, she took off her sunglasses, smiled gently, and said, "Because he said, only a person whose brain has been kicked by a donkey could fall in love with me."
The reporters were dumbfounded, and everyone turned to look at the donkey behind Su Yin.
"Where did this donkey come from! How did it kick Mr. Qi's brain!"

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Su Beibei sighed and blamed herself, "If it weren't for me, Yinyin wouldn't have left the Su Family, wouldn't have divorced Jincheng, and none of this would have happened... Ultimately, Yinyin's kidnapping is also related to me."


Meng He looked at her daughter with pity and comforted softly, "It's not your fault. Su Yin has enjoyed more than twenty years of wealth and luxury without any reason, what else could she be unhappy about?"


Su Beibei lowered her eyes in grief, not uttering a word, and for a moment, the hall fell silent.


Then, Qi Jincheng, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, "Does Beibei really want to go?"


Su Beibei was startled, meeting the man's profound gaze, and subconsciously nodded, after which she saw him say to Meng He, "Aunt, we'll be leaving first, let's gather another day."


Su Beibei snapped back to reality, suppressing the sourness and jealousy in her heart, and chimed in, "Yes, Mom, we're going."


Chapter 151 Who Knows When You Might Die