Chapter 77 is not there any Su Su

Xiao Ling's frightening cold face.

He rose slowly from the cane chair, his face getting colder and colder, his tall body with a strong sense of oppression, and stared at Su Su coldly.

He didn't think that he thought he was good enough for Su Su, but he didn't think she was so ungrateful.

The most she ever told him was "No!"

No!

No!

No!

No!

Never had he been clever. Every time he faced her, he had a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Su Su, I buy things for you because I like you and want to give you gifts to make...