"No way, that Yu Shaoning looks like a flirtatious embryo. How could she be able to hold back only one woman? Sun Yurong is still giving birth to such a man, her brain is really wattless."
"What is the name of the picture? It's also the wife of an associate professor. She has a good reputation. Sun Yurong has earned enough money. Naturally, she thinks about fame." Someone made a precise analysis, and Sun Yurong really thought so.
"You have to find a good name for the picture. What kind of name can this scumbag give her? Don't have money and people, and you won't be able to get anything."
"Can a good man like her? They're a good match too, all the way."
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It was all women who spoke, and the male classmates were silent collectively. Although Sun Yurong was indeed very mean, men still didn't want to gossip about her behind her back. After all, men were quite tolerant of beautiful women, and it wasn't that they were green-headed anyway.
Du Peiran looked embarrassed, his eyes flashed, and he didn't dare to face Song Hongye.
Song Hongye sneered secretly and whispered in his ear, "You are a spare tire at most when you are with her."
Du Pei's back then froze, he straightened his back immediately, and hurriedly explained, "I haven't been in touch with her for 800 years. Really, I didn't lie to you."
Song Hongye looked at him with a half-smile, and sarcastically said, "I have lost contact with her, and I have been involved with 10086 customer service. Are you proud of yourself?"
Du Peiran swallowed hard, cold sweat dripping down his back, and forced a smile: "It's just... just kidding, I don't have any money, what can I do."
Song Hongye snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, "Go home and settle the account."
This is a mental derailment, and she is equally troubled.
Everyone was immersed in heated discussions and had no time to care about the birthday star tonight. Du Peiran breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He really didn't lie, and he was just fighting with those women, and he didn't do anything serious.
Today's women are very realistic, how can they generate electricity for love without money, even Gu Tianle, if they want to prostitute for free, it depends on the mood of other women!
I can agree once or twice. After all, there are still many women who are greedy for their bodies, but if they try it for decades, which woman is willing to do it?
There are only two kinds of people who generate electricity for love, one is a saint, and the other is a fool.
Most women are neither saints nor fools, so don't think about this kind of good thing, just live with your wife and children at ease, and you will be satisfied with the occasional chatter.
"Have you seen it, that man almost pushed Sun Yurong down just now, tsk, Sun Yurong is pregnant now, and this man can do it. It shows that he doesn't really love Sun Yurong so much, he just wants her money."
A female classmate suddenly said something, the atmosphere was stagnant, and suddenly warm again.
"What else can you do if you don't want her money? Sun Yurong is not too young. She is old and has slept with so many men. Besides money, what else can she do?" Another female classmate looked contemptuous. Of course it's more of jealousy.
God is really blind, how can Sun Yurong live so comfortably, she should be made destitute.
"Let's not mention Sun Yurong. It has nothing to do with us whether she will live well in the future. Tonight is my Lao Du's birthday. Let's talk about something clean." Song Hongye ended the topic.
Enough is enough, she has to take care of Du Peiran's mood. After all, she had an affair with him in the past, and if she talks too much, she will definitely be unhappy, and a man's self-esteem still needs to be maintained.