Lu Qing looked a little angry at his hair. He frowned and said displeasedly, "Qinglan, you still like to joke as always! But your joke this time went too far!" As he said that, he glanced at Su Shi'an, as if there was fire burning in his eyes, and then he sighed helplessly and continued, "It's insulting to gentlemen!" And left quickly! He, Lu Qing, really couldn't be angry with Su Shi'an, so he had no choice but to let him go! Su Shi'an was a little dazed. He stood there looking at Lu Qing's back and murmured, "Like Siwen? Who is Siwen? Is he my love rival?"... The corner of Lu Qing's mouth twitched and he smiled bitterly. He said, "Let me go first, you're scaring me to death! I fucking thought my innocence was going to be buried in your hands!" Lu Qing's heart turned over the table. This bastard insisted on forcing the scholar to curse. It was really helpless! However, what was strange to Lu Qing was that he wasn't angry at all when he saw Su Shi'an crying. Thinking of this, Lu Qing laughed at herself in a low voice, "You deserve it!"