Ning Zetan clicked his tongue and said: "Young Master Song looks so affectionate, Lexia, you are so awesome. Over the years, not only have you found Huo Xu as your boyfriend, but you have also used Young Master Song as your spare tire."

Although the Song family is not as good as the Huo family, it is still among the top five in China, and the children of the Song family have people in both political and business circles. Unlike the Huo family, although they are powerful, most of them rely on Huo Xu alone.

People support.

Song Rongshi's uncle is said to be a candidate for the new president next year, and he is said to have the best chance of success among all candidates.

Today, Song Rong is the favorite of all the wealthy families, but he only loves his sister.

"Human, you have to leave yourself a way out," Ning Lexia sighed quietly, "What if Huo Xu doesn't want me one day, I can still choose Rong Shi."

"How could it happen? You are getting married tomorrow." Ning Zetan thought more and more proudly, "But Mr. Huo is still better because he has the power. Mr. Song is still not as capable as Mr. Huo."

"Yes, but I can't live without Rong. He can support me at any time."

Ning Lexia played with her fingernails, and Song Rongshi was a stupid person, easier to fool than Huo Xu, and he loved her without any bottom line.

.....................

Late night, bar.

Song Rongshi was lying on the bar alone, drinking glasses of strong drinks.

During the day, after Ning Lexia left, he stood alone at the cemetery for a full hour.

In addition to being uncomfortable, it is heartache.

WeChat vibrated, and Ji Ziyuan sent him a voice message: "Rongshi, where did you go? Lao Huo is getting married tomorrow. Come to the club to gather to celebrate that he will step into the tomb of marriage tomorrow."

He lowered his head and typed a reply: [I have something to do today, so I won’t go. Anyway, this is not the first time he has stepped into the grave of marriage.]

After finishing speaking, he patted the table again and said, "A few more bottles of wine."

He drank until one o'clock at night.

When he stumbled out, he bumped head-on with someone walking from the other side.

He drank too much, couldn't stand still, and fell directly to the ground.

The woman who was hit stared at her in pain, and when she saw the face of the man on the ground clearly, she let out a "hiss" sound, "Made, what kind of injustice is this?" They met in the cemetery in the afternoon, and in the evening they met a person who used to be in the overseas makeup industry.

Friends met him again while reminiscing about old times in a bar.

"Hey, Fanyue, you are lucky to have met a very handsome guy." A friend teased.

"Just him?" Lin Fanyue was speechless, "Forget it, he is the bitch who brought my reputation into disrepute. You go back first, I want to teach him a lesson."

"So it's him. He's very handsome. You can eat him while he's drunk," the friend said jokingly.

"..."

Lin Fanyue waved her hands in disgust, "Forget it, eat him, I'm afraid I'll vomit out the next night's meal."

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, you can take your time."

After the friend left, Lin Fanyue walked over and kicked and poked Song Rong, "Hey, do you still know me?"

Song Rongshi raised her confused eyes and hugged her thigh, "Lexia, Lexia, is that you?"

"..."

It's your sister.

How exactly does she resemble that green tea bitch Ning Lexia?


Chapter completed!