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But being ridiculed with such contempt by such a proud little girl.【26nbsp;】
His heart was deeply scratched.
The boys gathered around Lan Ruoqing and said, "Lan Ruoqing, let's go and see the mouth that tells the truth."
Surrounded by them, Lan Ruoqing left like a princess.
She never looked at him in the eyes from beginning to end.
The friends sitting not far away burst into laughter.
He stared at the pink-blue departing figure, clenching his fists tightly.
Little did he know that his fate would soon change that year.
The father who had not appeared for seventeen years suddenly appeared. The stretch luxury car blocked the alley where they lived. For the first time, he knew that he had such a father.
But why has his mother never mentioned him in the past seventeen years?
He didn't want to mention the painful experience anymore. He was taken back to Europe by his father, and he has been learning to do business. Maybe it was a genetic factor. Through his own efforts, he finally transformed from a gangster to a leader in the Asia-Pacific region.
President.
He knew that all this was a platform built by the old man for him, but from the bottom of his heart he hated him.
Looking at Lan Ruoqing, who was soaking in the water and sleeping soundly in front of her.
Am I not worthy?
He looked at her with sarcastic eyes.
Isn’t the once arrogant princess now homeless?
He had found out everything about her, including the damp, windowless, cheap hotel where she lived.
Even after such a long time, he still remembered her contemptuous eyes that were so bright and cold under the bright sunshine that day.
His slender fingers covered the bruise-covered breasts of her breasts, and he grasped them hard.
She hummed slightly from the corner of her mouth.
Am I not worthy? You are just one of my creations.
Wash her.
He carried her to the chaise longue, got up and returned to the study.
The plan to expand the Southeast Asian market is proceeding in an orderly manner. He turned on his computer and accessed the high-level meeting in Europe.
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The next day, Lan Ruoqing woke up with soreness all over her body and found herself lying on the luxurious European-style chaise longue. She was wrapped in a white bathrobe and the bruises on her body were shocking.
The European-style room had returned to calmness, and there were no more embarrassing scenes in it.
Chapter completed!