As soon as these words were spoken, Song Mangmang's eyebrows thumped, but she did not speak.

Seeing this, Su Zaozao immediately said, "Actually, you know it in your heart, right? As long as your real husband, Jiang Wu, comes forward to make your marriage public, the accusations about your ties and unclear private life will be clarified directly. With such a husband, no one will believe that you will go out to steal a man."

"As for other false charges, it is also a saying by Jiang Wu. As your husband and your pillow, he comes out to support you, and your parents' accusations will not stand. They are more convincing than your scumbag father and mother, Jiang Wu, the president of Jiang Group."

"And, as your husband, he should have stood up at this time to stop these rumors for you. Your scumbag father and mother dare to deal with you so unscrupulously. Isn't it just that your husband will not come out to help you?"

Indeed... Su Zaozao's words, every word, including punctuation marks, is correct.

The reason why Song’s father and mother’s accusations against her aroused the anger of the masses was because her “doing” touched the bottom line of morality.

The reason why she couldn't argue was that she had no credibility in her words. After all, she was not a celebrity, and secondly, she had been married by Jiang Wu, and her reputation was not good. In addition, she was on hot searches several times before, and it was all bad scandals. Without tough evidence, it would be difficult for others to believe her innocence.

Letting Jiang Wu appear is the easiest and most effective way.

How could Song Mangmang not understand? But she understood that she did not think about this aspect.

She opened her mouth, but suddenly asked a question, "Zhao Zao, if it were you, would you go to Qin Ye and ask him to solve it?"

"Ha." Su Zaozao thought her question was particularly funny. She sneered and replied without thinking, "Of course I will."

After pausing, she added, "No emotion, it's extremely easy to use."

The incisive words pierced Song Mangmang's heart.

Yes, Su Zaozao has no feelings for Qin Ye, only hates him, so naturally he is not afraid of trouble with Qin Ye, but she...

Song Mangmang closed his eyes.

Her relationship with Jiang Wu...it was finally relieved so slightly, and she had not yet asked him clearly whether the person he loved was her. She was very afraid... because of this matter, she went to Jiang Wu to find any misunderstandings, breaking the balance between them again.

She had to treat anything about Jiang Wu, even very small things, with caution.

Even if it is not for anything else, even if it is just for... to be able to live in peace before this marriage ends.

Song Mangmang didn't want to think about this, shook his head, opened his eyes and looked at Su Zaozao again, suddenly he was a little curious, "Zhaozao, you have been married to Qin Ye for so long, do you have no feelings for him...?"

She still remembered that Su Zaozao had a period of time, and her relationship with Qin Ye was not as stiff as it is now. At that time, when she called Su Zaozao, she could vaguely feel from her words that she wanted to live a good life.

Afterwards, she was regretful of her marriage and was kicked out of the country. She couldn't take care of herself and had not been able to contact Su Zaozao for a long time. When she finally recovered from abroad and contacted Su Zaozao again, her relationship with Qin Ye was already as strong as fire.

"Feeling?" Su Zaozao murmured these two words, and a trace of something seemed to flash in his eyes very quickly, but it was fleeting. Then, only familiar hatred was left in her eyes. She said clearly, "Is it okay if he wishes he could go to hell?"

Song Mangmang shut up tactfully.

She and Zaozao are really good sisters, and their love life is as bumpy as ever.

When talking about Qin Ye, Su Zaozao was in a very bad mood. She got up from the sofa, walked to the wine cabinet, picked two bottles of wine from it, then took two goblets, and walked back.

She said to Song Mangmang: "Drink some."

Song Mangmang took a look at the two bottles of wine. She recognized it as very expensive, and there were not many bottles left in the world.

Su Zaozao pried open the lid of the wine bottle and didn't hold it firmly. The wine bottle was poured out, and a lot of wine was poured out. Song Mangmang looked at it and couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so he quickly reached out to help him up.

Seeing her thoughts, Su Zaozao smiled and said, "Qin Ye's, so I don't feel sorry for you if you pour it and drink it casually."

“…”

Su Zaozao poured the two cups full, raised one of the wine glasses, and said, "To our friendship."

In this kind of crisis, you shouldn’t actually drink, but people who live... occasionally need to be irrational and indulge in a little bit.

Song Mangmang has been suppressing all these years and dare not indulge himself at all. After returning to China, he couldn't find an opportunity to have a good drink with Su Zaozao. Now, he doesn't want to worry so much, just do whatever he wants.

She also picked up the wine glass, clinked Su Zaozao's wine glass, and smiled and said, "Well, to our friendship!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, raised their heads, and drank half a cup in one breath.

"Put these messy things aside. Tonight, we will have a good drink and never return without getting drunk!"

Su Zaoxiao picked up the wine bottle and filled the cups of the two people.

"Then I can only... sacrifice my life to accompany my sister!" After Song Mangmang said that, he took another big sip.

"It's enough to have sisters. What do dog men do?" Su came over early, hugged Song Mangmang, and gave her advice, "Mangmang, we should work together to find a way to kill Qin Ye and Jiang Wu, and then we inherit their property and become the richest widows in the world together!"

Song Mangmang was amused by Su Zaozao's words, and she also began to use her imagination, "What? Keep a lot of young and handsome guys, and sing every night?"

"That's a must." Su Zaozao slapped his chest, "Sister, I, one a day, so that Qin Ye would wear a cuckold in hell."

Song Mangmang gave her a thumbs up.

Sister Zao is Sister Zao, and she admires her so much that she is overwhelmed.

"But the fact is that we can't kill them, and we are still trapped in marriage, and it's not good to us. We have to be wronged..."

Song Mangmang had a deep understanding, "Yes, it's not good to us, I'm not sure about divorce, and I always make us sad... Why do they always do whatever they want?"

"No, the more I say it, the more I get angry, I have to scold that bastard Qin Ye!" Su Zaozao took another glass of wine, reached out to grop her cell phone on the sofa, touched her cell phone, and took a look. It was not hers, but Song Mangmang.

She threw the phone into Song Mangmang's hand, then touched her phone. After getting it, she skillfully dialed Qin Ye's phone number. While waiting for the answer, she turned her head and said to Song Mangmang: "Don't hold it in your hands, call Jiang Wu, and scold him, and scold him, I'll be very happy!"

Song Mangmang held the phone and stared blankly.
Chapter completed!