Chapter: 1370

Mr. Fu was panting heavily, as if he couldn't breathe.

Su Nan smiled, "Don't pretend, your health is good, good people don't live long, and evil will last for thousands of years!"

Mr. Fu's breathing gradually became steady, and his tone became colder.

"What do you want to do? Well, since it's in your hands, today's negotiation is over, let's go..."

Su Nan curled her lips and looked at him with a smile.

"Go? It's so easy to go when it's in my hands?"

"what you up to?"

He seemed to be sure that Su Nan would not do anything. The members of the Su family regarded themselves as noble, and they always looked down on people with despicable means.

"I want to tell Fu Yechuan what you did to him!"

As expected, Mr. Fu's expression paused, and then his eyes tightened a little.

He wasn't afraid that Fu Yechuan would find out that he was contacting his old friend privately, but if he found out that he was looking for Su Nan, that person would probably go crazy!

The two people standing at the door were still in a stalemate, thinking about whether to go up to save people.

Mr. Fu gave an order, "Do it, control them, don't let them go out!"

Su Nan's tone was aggressive, "I'll see who dares!"

She let go of the crutches and walked to the other side. Although her legs and feet were inconvenient, it did not affect her flexible steps.

Mr. Fu sneered, "Do it, do you dare?"

Su Nan lowered her eyes and glanced at him coldly.

"Just do it!"

After she finished speaking, she took out her cane and poked it hard on the chair.

The chair was tilted to the other side, and in the next second, there was a bang, and even the chair and the person fell to the ground.

Mr. Fu's body trembled violently, probably because he was so angry!

So insulting!

The two bodyguards took a step forward, just about to make a move,

The door was suddenly pushed open by someone with a loud voice, watching Fu Yechuan break in with a cold expression on his face.

Wu Tutu followed behind. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and speechless.

That Mr. Fu, who said everything like the imperial decree, just fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment.

Is this still the majestic little old man?

And Su Nan, leaning on a cane, stood aside, condescending and very elegant, with a bright smile, and even her hair was delicate.

When the two bodyguards saw Fu Yechuan, it was like seeing a ghost.

They quickly retreated to one side, not daring to provoke him.