Qin Wan finished reading the message from Su Qing and was about to reply to her.
Then Su Qing sent a voice call invitation on WeChat.
Qin Wan's mouth curled into a cold sneer as she pressed to answer.
Su Qing's proud and arrogant voice came through, "Qin Wan, you know why he hung up on your call tonight, right?"
"No idea, why don't you tell me?"
Qin Wan said lazily.
She minimized the voice call interface and her gaze lingered on the chat box, on Shaocheng's photo.
A small voice in her heart said, with the kindness of the Su Family present, Shaocheng would probably never be able to rid himself of Su Qing in this lifetime.
"Of course, because Shaocheng has been waiting for me, I told you before, you're just a plaything for Shaocheng. When I'm not there, he uses you to vent his physical needs, and once he's tired of you, he'll dump you."
Su Qing said it as if it were the truth.
But Qin Wan just laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
