Su Nan was taken away by the deep feeling in his eyes. He was stunned for a moment and immediately recovered his cool look.
She drew back her hand forcefully, drew a paper towel from the side of the drawer, and wiped her fingers slowly.
Fuyechuan's black eyes sank, his eyelashes dropped, and the arc shadow covered his inner loss.
"Not everything can be solved with sorry. Fuyechuan, think about it. How much have you said sorry to me since we realized it?"
Su Nan's words pierced fuyechuan's heart like a knife.
His body was stiff and his face was tense and ugly.
He didn't know what to say to justify himself.
In her mind, he is life imprisonment!
Who is qualified to negotiate terms with her on an equal footing?
The atmosphere inside the car condenses for a moment.
Wu Tutu can't help but admit it for the sake of general Fu's happiness
"Miss Su, actually..."
He gritted his teeth. "In fact, I did the whole thing of attacking merchants on the Internet."
Su Nan looked up with her eyes frozen, and there was no trace of temperature on her face.
"Actually, it was my idea. I misunderstood president Shang. Someone told me something bad about President Shang, and I believed it.
Mr. Fu was afraid that you would be hurt. Without further understanding and consent, I directly sent it to the Internet. The latter ones were not our intention. Miss Fu and Mr. Fu worked together to deceive Mr. Fu...... "
Wu Tutu explained while thinking. Of course, he beautified this excuse.
Of course, we can't directly say that those black materials were found by private detectives, or it would add fuel to the fire!
Su Nan's tone was awe inspiring. "Did he provoke you?"
Wu Tutu immediately denied, "no......"
Su Nan moved back a little, her thin back was straight, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, her lips were bright, and she was cold and distant.
"Mr. Fu's black history is much more than that of Mr. Shang Qian, but people don't have your dirty means and don't talk about black stuff. People are much more open about this!"