,

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the climate in China is cold!

Su Yourong was even colder on the broken iron donkey.

Song Sanxi rode so fast that Su Yourong's hair was scattered and flying.

The cold wind cuts my face.

She had countless grievances in her heart and was stubborn, so she would not hide behind him or get close to him.

The seat cushion was completely rotten and only the steel frame was left. My butt was bumpy and painful.

Song Sanxi quickly realized something.

"Is it cold?"

Su Yourong ignored him.

"Hold me when it's cold."

Su Yourong subconsciously stretched out her hand, then retracted it, not hugging her.

"Butt hurts?"

Su Yourong still ignored him.

Isn't it just for perfect attendance every quarter when you put so much effort into performing?

Don’t even think about it!

Song Sanxi's face turned cold, her hair was messy, and she said: "It is indeed very cold. These days are not like human life. Ms. Su Yourong, we really need to get a car."

"Why did you go early? Didn't your family have a car before? Otherwise"

Su Yourong couldn't continue, feeling heartbroken and resentful, and really wanted to punch him twice in the back.

I was also afraid that if I offended him, I would get a beating in vain.

My face hasn't been swollen at work for a while.

At that moment, everything suddenly went dark, and Su Yourong screamed.

Song Sanxi rolled up her coat and covered her upper body.

The heat of the man's body, along with the fragrance of soap, hit his face and he couldn't help but feel comfortable.

"That's it, hold on to your coat, stubborn lady."

Song Sanxi accelerated, the engine roared, the motorcycle exploded into the street, and black smoke billowed out from the rear row.

The coat flew up, but Su Yourong still grabbed the corner of it.

It's much better to hide in my coat.

Smelling the scent of soap, this scumbag who always smells like tobacco and alcohol finally feels good again.

And he is so cruel.

It's just a white shirt underneath the coat. Let the wind blow. Isn't it cold?

"You deserve to be so cold!" Su Yourong complained softly.

Song Sanxi: "Well, you are a scumbag and a prodigal, you should be scolded!"

"You're crazy!"

Su Yourong felt that this husband might indeed be crazy.

In half an hour, we arrived at the suburbs and in front of the Sanyuan Electrical Appliance Factory.

Song Sanxi took a wide look.

I have been away from this city for more than ten years, but I have been paying attention to its development.

In the previous life, this factory area and the wasteland behind it became a large-scale real estate in the second half of 2011. In 2012, the average price exceeded 10,000 yuan, and three years later, it reached 20,000 yuan.

"This land should be carefully considered." Song Sanxi stretched out his hand and made a big circle.

"What are you talking about that's crazy?"

Su Yourong looked at her husband's indifferent smile, turned around and walked into the factory door with the small bag in his arms.

"Hey! Yourong, wait!" Song Sanxi stopped her quickly.

Su Yourong was inexplicably nervous, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm a fast rider, but it's so far away. How do you usually get here for work?"

"Walk!" Su Yourong said angrily.

In fact, she rides a bicycle.

The sad thing is that the husband doesn't know.

What kind of husband is this?

Song Sanxi nodded and suddenly hugged her, feeling a little distressed, "Walking is too hard. From now on, I will see you off every day."

There were co-workers coming and going, so Su Yourong was shy and struggled out.

"What are you giving me? I ride a bicycle!"

After that, he turned around and left.

She was worried about her money and didn't want to get too involved with him.

Song Sanxi took her hand and said, "Wait a minute."

Riding a bicycle, in wind and rain, her hands were a little rough, which did not match her beautiful face and sexy figure.

"Let go, there are so many people"

Su Yourong couldn't break free, lowered her head and blushed to the root of her neck.

The fresh fragrance of the new facial cleanser floats in the cold wind, which is a bit alluring.

Song Sanxi took a deep breath of the fragrance, "I will find a way to pay for Zhang Hongmei's money, Tiantian and my little sister's expenses. You work hard, I"

"What can you think of? Steal, rob, or gamble again?"

Song Sanxi smiled slightly, "Do you really have no money?"

"What are you doing?" Su Yourong was about to cry and frightened. She was so pitiful, "I only have five yuan, and Tiantian wants to eat a big candied haws. Tomorrow, I was going to pay her fee and pick her up at noon.

Buy her gourds. Do you want these five pieces too?"

"Well, it's not good for children to eat too much sugar," Song Sanxi said with a serious look on her face.

"Song Sanxi!!!" Su Yourong collapsed, screamed, shed tears, raised his head and yelled: "You want to grab five yuan! Are you still a human being? Are you still a father? You"

It feels so sour now.

The workers at the factory gate gathered around.

"Oh my God, is this Yourong's husband?"

"It costs five yuan? Disgusting!"

"You have hands and feet, but you don't know how to earn them?"

"It's so shameless for a grown man to care about women for money if he doesn't support his family."

"Yourong is so beautiful, who can't marry a person who can't ride in a luxury car? This poor iron donkey is not as beautiful as me."

""

Su Yourong couldn't bear it, pushed aside the crowd, and ran into the factory wiping tears.

In the security room, the security captain Zhou Wenbing, who was waiting for her every day, rushed over when he saw her.

"Yourong, who bullied you?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Su Yourong pushed Zhou Wenbing away and ran towards the factory area over there.

Zhou Wenbing looked at Song Sanxi outside the door and rushed over, "You! Who! Stop!"

Song Sanxi was a little depressed. In fact, she just wanted to borrow a dollar to make some money.

All it takes is one dollar.

Who knew that Su Yourong didn't give him a chance.

With everyone talking, he got on the broken iron donkey and started to drive.

Forget it, with a dollar book, there is still a way.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he sneered secretly

He knew that there were two gangsters riding scooters who had been chasing him, but they were left too far.

Just when he was about to leave, Zhou Wenbing blocked him.

"Who are you? Why did you bully Yourong?"

Song Sanxi looked at this guy.

He is 1.85 meters tall, tall, powerful, and has straight facial features.

"Mr. Zhou Wenbing, I am your husband, don't you remember?" Song Sanxi smiled lightly and said very gently.

"Are you Song Sanxi?" Zhou Wenbing frowned, not sure.

In the factory, not many people knew about Su Yourong's family, and he was one of them.

The Song Sanxi I beat last time was slovenly, ugly, hunched over and vulgar.

Why are you so handsome and polite today?

This is not a person at all!

Song Sanxi nodded: "It is indeed me. Are you her suitor? If so, if I am really good to her, I can divorce her and give you my best wishes."

Brother Xi, who was once a strong man, really only had sympathy, pity, and a sense of guilt for Su Yourong.

What he loves is his fiancée Ye Xiaoyu.

Even now, she is still young and is in Zhonghai, so she doesn't know the specific place.

As for Zhou Wenbing beating him, that didn't exist. It was the body that suffered, not him.

Zhou Wenbing was confused

There was a scene of shock at the factory gate.

There is one for my wife?

That is a very beautiful wife!

This man fucking likes the green on his head?

Everyone looked at Zhou Wenbing and then at Song Sanxi.

Song Sanxi didn't blush at all and smiled calmly, "Mr. Zhou Wenbing, remember to tell my wife that I will pick her up after get off work. She is still my wife now."

After that, he left on his iron donkey.

It was then that Zhou Wenbing became embarrassed and shouted at Song Sanxi: "What are you talking about? Don't insult me! But you, you sorry Yourong scumbag, if you dare to hit her or bully her again, I can beat you again."

once!"

Song Sanxi walked away, raised his hand in the wind, and made a cool gesture of OK.

Behind him, there was another shock.

Is this man crazy?

Wait, he was beaten by Zhou Wenbing?

It's so heartless to look so nonchalant!

What about Zhou Wenbing and Su Yourong?

Is there really anything?

Ten minutes later, in the suburbs, in a narrow alley.

Song Sanxi got out of the car and was blocked.

The scooters of two gangsters were blocked from front to back.

Song Sanxi looked around, smiled lightly, and shook his head, "Two little brothers, what do you two want to do?"

"Damn it! Stop pretending you don't know!"

"I really don't know." Song Sanxi spread her hands helplessly.

"I borrowed Sister Zhang's money and you two ran away without repaying it. You ran so fast! Can you run away?"

"Sister Zhang asked us to give you a good beating before talking. Now, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!