Chapter 71: You'll Get What You Deserve

Su Jian lifted her eyes, her gaze coldly indifferent as she looked at him, her face tinged with sarcasm, "Zhou Lu, I think I made myself clear, you were never the type to pester someone so relentlessly in the past."

The man's expression tensed; he stood firmly in place and studied her, the corners of his mouth gradually curling into a hint of mockery.

Zhou Lu quickly withdrew his gaze and strode away with aloof pride covering his face.

Su Jian stood still for a moment, dazed. When she came to her senses, she closed the door slowly, fatigue evident on her face, and leaned on the door for support.

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That night, after Song Yan finished work, the matter of the computer suddenly came to mind. A crafty glint passed through his dark eyes as he pulled out his phone to call Zhou Lu, ready to take credit.

Zhou Lu's voice, heavy with drunkenness, rose from the other end of the line, laced with palpable impatience, "What is it?"