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Chapter 8 Your Wife Drinks Too Much

Su Mansheng slid the mouse with trembling fingers and pulled out the chat history above.

Photon: You actually entered her room again?

Hui: I'm not at home today, I think I went out to have a love affair.

Photon: Damn it, she’s in love, so aren’t you falling out of love?

Hui: Go

m, what a loss of love.

Photon: Didn’t you say you took photos of her? Why don’t you hold her down before she gets married and moves out?

Hui: I think so, I'm afraid the old man will tear me apart

Photon: I'm a coward. Ask her out someday. My buddy will help you. Drink a few glasses of wine and I'll make sure she's submissive.

Hui: Just brag! If you can really help me get it, I’ll call you daddy!

Guangzi: Hehe, I will accept your son.

Photon: She is so beautiful, who can bear it day and night? Why don't you introduce her to me, so as not to give other men an advantage.

Guangn: What's going on? You're lying there waiting to die and you're still not moving.

Photon: Have you peed? It’s not online yet.



Su Mansheng felt trembling all over!

She used to think that at least her room in this house was clean.

Although she didn't lock the door on weekdays, she kept it closed at all times when she wasn't at home.

She didn't even know that this kid who dared to think lewdly about her had actually been in and out of her room a long time ago, and when he was doing that kind of thing on the sofa in the dark night, he was thinking about her...

Nausea, nausea, vomiting, suffocation!

She went downstairs and bought some locks, locked her cabinets, collected two pieces of clothing, and escaped from the house.

When she was sitting in the taxi, she could think of the sound of Li Hui crying in the bedroom when she left the house.

Li Hui: "I'm moving out! There is no place for me and Xiaohui here!"

Su Yuguo: "Why are you making such nonsense? Didn't I yell at her?"

Li Hui: "I can't live this life. I regard her as my own daughter, but he looks at her...how can she be so mean to Xiaohui...wuwu..."

The first time Su Mansheng experienced such a drama, he still felt guilty. But after many times, when he glimpsed the truth, he only felt sick and tired.

However, Li Hui did one thing in front of her and did the other in the opposite direction, pretending to be obedient and trying to please her. Su Yuguo was devoured by her.

Su Mansheng took a taxi to Song Siqiao's place.

She and Song Siqiao are high school classmates and have a very good relationship. Song Siqiao knows everything about her family.

Song Siqiao is an interior designer and has a flexible schedule. Su Mansheng always likes to run to her when he feels wronged.

"What's the matter, are we quarreling again?" Song Siqiao was not surprised when he saw her coming, took her bag and took her into the house.

As soon as he turned around, he was hugged by Su Mansheng, with a pitiful voice: "Xiao Qiao, please take me in..."

Song Siqiao let her hold her and patted her hand: "Okay, okay, tell me, why are you today?"

That chat record frightened Su Mansheng to this day. She couldn't even imagine whether that kid really had the idea of ​​insulting her.

If it were true... In terms of physical strength, she would have no room to resist. Su Yuguo might ask her to swallow her anger because of her face problem!

Then where is the home where she has lived for more than ten years? It is simply a devil's cave!

Song Siqiao read the chat history recorded by Su Mansheng on his mobile phone and was so angry that he fell into disgrace.

"Damn it, this little bastard actually dares to rape you! He really doesn't want to live anymore, let's see how I deal with him for you!" Song Siqiao was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and looked like she was about to fight.

She has a fiery personality and has long been dissatisfied with the bad things going on in the Su family.

Su Mansheng was calmer now: "He is a student and underage, what can he do?"

Song Siqiao: "I'll find someone to beat him up and beat him into submission!"

Su Mansheng shook his head: "It's not enough to relieve your anger."

Song Siqiao: "Find some men to turn him around! Make him sick for the rest of his life!"

Su Mansheng knew that she was exaggerating and would not really do such illegal things.

Between sisters, what matters is the same hatred and hatred.

Su Mansheng: "That's pretty much it."

Song Siqiao: "I'll castrate him by the way. I won't dare to act like a gangster to a woman again for the rest of my life!"

Su Mansheng sat on the sofa and hugged a pillow, giving her a thumbs up.

The cell phone she placed on the coffee table in front of her buzzed.

Her job is in car sales, and she never leaves her phone. Even if a customer sends a message at 12 o'clock at night, she has to reply immediately.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was a WeChat business card pushed by Zhou Yanshi.

"Designer, please add it. You can tell him your needs directly."

Su Mansheng didn't expect that he would be so quick when he said he wanted to reinstall it. He even found a designer!

She frowned and replied: I don’t think there is a need to reinstall it.

Zhou Yanshi was obviously not interested in such nonsense and did not reply to her.

Su Mansheng could only send another message: If I have to renovate, can I choose a designer? I have a friend who does interior design, and I really like her style. You can rest assured about the quality and price.

This time Zhou Yanshi responded quickly: Yes, you decide.

Su Mansheng immediately had a smile on his face: Thank you.

Song Siqiao tilted her head and looked at her: She was so happy chatting with customers, did she place an order?

Su Mansheng put down his phone and looked at her with a smile: "I'll tell you two things. Don't get too excited."

Song Siqiao: "Hmm."

Su Mansheng stretched out a finger: "One, I took an order for you, Qinghui Time has three rooms and one living room, smashed and reinstalled."

Song Siqiao jumped up: "Damn it, you are my biological half-sister!"

Su Mansheng pressed his hand down to signal her to calm down, and then stretched out two fingers: "Second, I actually... cough, I have already received the certificate."

Song Siqiao blinked her big eyes: "What evidence? The evidence of dying alone and widowed?"

She once tried to introduce someone to Su Mansheng, but Su Mansheng said he never wanted to get married in his life and refused them all.

Su Mansheng's face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Marriage certificate."

Song Siqiao had no reaction at all: "Are you lying to your father?"

The "your father" here is not Su Yuguo, but Song Siqiao.

Su Mansheng smiled and clicked out Zhou Yanshi's WeChat account, handed her the phone, and said somewhat triumphantly: "My husband."

Song Siqiao took the phone suspiciously, looked through the brief chat history, and asked: "The husband you rented from? He looks really good-looking."

Su Mansheng: "I don't have the spare money."

Song Siqiao had more and more questions on her brows and asked tentatively: "Isn't it true?"

The last time she introduced a boyfriend to Su Mansheng was five days ago, and Su Mansheng refused outright.

Su Mansheng said: "Really, I lied to you that I was a puppy. Didn't I tell you last time that I saved an old lady, her grandson?"

Song Siqiao said "fuck" more than a dozen times and walked around in circles on the sofa with her bare feet.

"Sister, you really... It has to be you! The main thing is surprise!"

Su Mansheng sighed again and told her what happened at home in the past two days.

Song Siqiao hugged her and comforted her, fully understanding her impulsive decision.

She dragged Su Mansheng out: "Let's go have a drink to celebrate your singleness and start a new life!"

Su Mansheng didn't like drinking, so he couldn't resist Song Siyun, so he could only let her clean up for him and go out together.

"Your husband is so handsome! He is so obedient to you! Tomorrow I will go to the park and stand by the reservoir to see if there are any old ladies who are about to fall into the river."

The two of them went to a small Qing bar not far from their residence.

Su Mansheng said he didn't want to drink, but he was worried about something and couldn't stop the car while holding a cup.

With Song Siqiao here, she had nothing to be afraid of, and finally fell asleep on the table.

When Song Siqiao saw Zhou Yanshi's call, she answered it without thinking.

"Grandma said..."
Chapter completed!
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