《Being A Shrew To My Ex-Husband》Chapter 8: Dance Passionately

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"That's some bullsh*t you assumed. She left with nothing and didn't ask for anything!" Wei Zhou retorted.

It wasn't that he wanted to protect Su Yan, but that was the truth.

Lan Jian: ".."

He seemed to have heard something unbelievable e and was completely dumbfounded.

Three years ago, Wei Zhou's grandfather, Wei Baoguo, was taking a stroll in the park when he suddenly had a stroke and fell to the ground convulsing. Su Yan passed by and sent Wei Baoguo to the hospital.

After receiving the notice from the hospital, the Wei Family rushed to the hospital and called for the top expert doctors in the country. After a series of surgeries, they managed to save Wei Baoguo.

To express their gratitude, Wei Zhou asked Su Yan what she wanted. As long as it was something within his means, he would give it to her. Su Yan opened her mouth and asked for one billion yuan.

Wei Zhou was stunned. The other Wel Family members were also stunned. That was one billion yuan! Do exorbitant amounts of money fall from the skies like that?

Before the members of the Wei Family could come back to their senses, Su Yan smiled and said, "Forget it. I don't want the money, but you have to take me as your wife!"

Hearing this, everyone viewed Su Yan as a gold digger. One billion yuan was not enough to satisfy her greed. She had her eyes on the strength of the Wei Family and Wei Zhou's value.

Other people looked for a husband to get a meal ticket. Su Yan was looking for a husband to get an entire bank!

This incident caused a huge uproar at that time, and everyone labeled Su Yan as a gold digger.

So, Lan Jian could not believe that Su Yan really left the house with nothing!

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Night fell. At Blue Dream Bay nightclub.

A dynamic DJ, cool lighting effects, and countless single young men and women were jumping around to their heart's content. This was a night of revelry.

"Little Yan Yan, are you alright with drinking so much?" Tang Yitong asked with concern.

Su Yan had drunk one cup after another since the moment she entered. She had been drinking for a full two hours, but she did not look like she was done.

On the left side, Lin Zhenhui was lying on the table motionlessly. Just a moment ago, he had been clamoring for a drink with Su Yan, but in less than half an hour, was completely knocked out.

Su Yan did not say anything. She picked up the freshly mixed cocktail and drank it.

"Hello, everyone!"

"I believe everyone will have a great time tonight. Next, I would like to introduce a beautiful big shot. She is the one who booked Blue Dream Bay Tonight. She is charming, cute, sexy and generous - Miss Su Yan!"

On the stage, DJ Alan shouted into the microphone and pointed at Su Yan in the booth.

"Thank you, Miss Su Yan. Cheers!"

"Miss Su Yan, may I know what kind of toad you like?"

"Su Yan, Su Yan, Su Yan..."

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar, shouting crazily

Su Yan stood up with a drink in her hand. The faint flush on her face made her look particularly charming.

"Tonight, Blue Dream Bay is mine, as well as yours. There are as many drinks, fruit plates, and snacks as you want. I only have one request, and that is... to have a good time and not go home until drunk."

"Cheers!"

Without any nonsense, Su Yan raised her head and gave a toast.

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"Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses in unison.

Looking at Su Yan, Tang Yitong's lips curled up. This was the Su Yan she knew. Bold and forthright, beautiful and moving.

The woman who had captivated countless men had returned!

"Wen Yan, did you see that?"

In the corner, Lan Jian pointed in Su Yan's direction with his mouth.

Wen Yan was stunned and looked at Lan Jian in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Jian leaned against the sofa. With a shake of his wrist, the alcohol swirled in the cup.

"Su Yan and Wei Zhou divorced, she left without taking a single cent."

Wen Yan sneered, "Do you think I believe that?"

"The entire Blue Dream Bay, plus the expenses of over 200 people, do you know how much it is? If Wei Zhou doesn't give her money, how dare she flaunt her wealth like this?"

Everyone in the city knew that Su Yan was a gold digger. He would never believe that Su Yan left the family with nothing.

"I just spoke to Wei Zhou on the phone. He said it himself. Ask him if you don't believe me." Lan Jian smiled.

Wen Yan was dumbfounded. "D*amn, where did she get so much money?!"

All this while, they had a deep-rooted impression of Su Yan as a poor person and a gold digger.

On the other side, Tang Yitong moved closer to Su Yan's ear with a mysterious expression.

"Yan Yan, look over there. It seems to be Lan Jian and the others."

"I saw them long ago!" Su Yan poured a glass of wine and said, "Don't bother about them. Just focus on our own drinks."

After marrying Wei Zhou for three years, she naturally knew who Lan Jian and the others were. The world was too small, and she could not avoid them.

"Do you regret it?"

After a moment of silence, Tang Yitong asked.

"Don't you know me?" Su Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "If I had loved passionately and pursued happiness at all costs, even if there is no ending, I have no regrets."

Tang Yitong took a sip of wine and seemed to be deep in thought.

"How long has it been since the two of us have danced together?" Su Yan asked.

Tang Yitong: "You want to dance?"

Without waiting for her to react, Su Yan pulled her towards the stage.

Tang Yitong smiled bitterly. They were good sisters. If Su Yan wanted to go crazy, she would accompany her.

"Dong Dong..."

Suddenly, DJ Allen changed his music style.. Su Yan and Tang Yitong started dancing.

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