A Beautiful Woman

Fu Yan hesitated for a moment. She felt that the little girl felt pretty good in her arms. She subconsciously used the cat-stroking technique to stroke the little girl's messy hair and asked casually, "Why are you here?"

Ye sang reached out her small hand to cover her little head and said, "Auntie, don't Touch Sangsang's hair."

She pouted and said in a proud voice, "It's from My Daddi."

Fu Yan:"..."

Alright.

She reluctantly put her hand down and looked down at her bleeding palm. Fu Yan almost burst into tears from the pain.

Damn.

It hurt so much! !

In fact, Fu Yan had almost gone insane just now.

She had never been a good-tempered person and could spit out all kinds of mean words. Her fiancé, whom she had grown up with, had always been siding with an outsider and had used him to mock her time and time again. Who could stand that?

The Fu family had always been ruthless and petty.