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Chapter 676

It may be worse than death.

Based on her understanding of Zhan Fei, she believed that she could experience all kinds of plots in various thriller movies.

Zhang Mingmei stood there at the place where the knife was placed, her eyes were like sharp blades. She quickly chose the smallest fruit knife, then put it in the cuffs, and went upstairs.

A few minutes later.

Bei Wei sat on the head of her bed smoking a cigarette. His expression was obvious when she returned when she was dissatisfied with her. He asked, "Just wash the dishes, why did you come back?"

"Of course I have to wash the bowls you have used, meticulously."

Zhang Mingmei walked in and saw two people standing on one side after closing the door. They were already holding ropes in their hands.

Zhang Mingmei's heart tightened, but then she smiled numbly again.

How long has it been?

Since this trip with Zhan Fei, she has been tied to sleep every night.

"Let's tie her up after we've finished talking."

Bei Wei saw Zhang Mingmei smiling and said to the two bodyguards.

The bodyguard was about to retreat, but Zhang Mingmei said, "No, just tie it up first and then chat. I can't feel comfortable if I don't tie it up."

Bei Wei looked at her with contempt and thought to herself, she is such a bitch.

But I don’t know that if she treats her as a slut, she will be ruined immediately.

Zhang Mingmei took the soft chair to the window and found the darkest place, then sat down, and naturally placed her hands behind the chair.

Two men looked at Bei Wei.

"Since she is a slut, you guys will tie them up."

Bei Wei signaled.

Then the two men walked forward.

Zhang Mingmei straightened her waist, folded her hands behind her back, and waited.

The two men tied Zhang Mingmei seriously.

Zhang Mingmei lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, not saying much.

The two men looked at her and felt that this woman was also desperate, right?

From the initial rage to the present, they are honestly tied up.

But she is right.

The two men looked at each other, then left the dark place and went to the end of the bed.

"Let's go out after you tie it up, let's say a few words alone."

Bei Wei said, keep smoking.

The two men bowed and left, then Bei Wei turned her head and looked into the darkness. She couldn't see Zhang Mingmei clearly, but she laughed sarcastically and asked her: "What? I know it's embarrassing too?"

"It's really embarrassing."

Zhang Mingmei said in vain.

Bei Wei joked, "You have told you to listen to me before, if you had listened to me and Zhan Fei at that time, we mother and daughter would not have come to this day. You are too aware of adaptability.

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"Is that true?"

Zhang Mingmei looked at Bei Wei. Bei Wei was addicted to smoking and looked like a smoker when smoking.

"But this is very similar to when I was young. Actually, I have the same temperament, but I am smarter than you, so I can adapt."

After saying that, Bei Wei glanced at Zhang Mingmei again, and her face was almost exactly the same as when she was young.

Zhang Mingmei curled her lips and smiled.

"Mingmei, your father died, not long ago."

Bei Wei suddenly said this, and he was a little tired of the world, and then lowered his head.

Zhang Mingmei looked at her and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Zhang Mingmei always thought that they had long since left contact.

Bei Wei raised his hand and smiled, wanting to say something else, but in the end he didn't say anything. It seemed that his bad years finally came to an end at the moment when her father died.

Bei Wei snatched the cigarette butt on Zhang Mingmei's bedside table, then lay down and found a comfortable position, "What are you going to say when you come over to me?"

"How did he die?"

In the darkness, Zhang Mingmei asked.

Bei Wei's eyes began to tremble when he looked at the roof. He did not notice the topic was abnormal and whispered: "Termally ill."

Bei Wei closed his eyes as he said.

Terminal illness?

Zhang Mingmei listened, but fell into silence for a long time.

Nothing sad or depressed.

I feel humble and have no special feelings.

The word "father" seems to have no chance with her.

Bei Wei loves wearing cheongsams. When he turns around, his white thighs will be exposed. Even if he is over fifty years old, he is still a bit charming.

Zhang Mingmei watched silently, and then continued to wait quietly.

Originally, I could clearly be regarded as a stranger.

No one has to hate anyone so much.

However, Bei Wei allowed the mother and daughter to get to where they are today step by step.

That's good.

It made her and her first thirty years completely break up.

In the middle of the night, Bei Wei's body began to move a little abnormally.

And there was also a shiny knife behind Zhang Mingmei.

No one paid attention to what she was holding because she took the initiative to put her hands behind her, and those people just wanted to tie her up. These days, the two people who tied her seemed to think she was used to being tied up.

Of course, she is indeed used to it, but habit does not mean she likes it.

Soon, the lights in the room seemed to get dimmer.

Bei Wei turned over to her.

Zhang Mingmei tightened her whole body, and her heartbeat stopped, and her black eyes looked straight at the person on the bed.

Bei Wei was still sleeping, but Bei Wei was irritable after falling asleep and couldn't help twisting.

Zhang Mingmei looked at her actions, blinked her eyes and looked at the curtains beside her, and then raised her feet.

The curtains that were already open were hooked by her feet. Despite her hard work, they finally achieved it.

The curtains covered her slender, bound body.

The people on the bed began to sing unbearable thoughts, and in the room not far away, the big bed was also in full swings. Zhan Fei was wearing white pajamas and finally sat up, staring at the opposite wall.

for a long time.

Yes, he actually wants a woman now.

Zhan Fei looked down at himself, and suddenly admired in his heart that although Zhang Mingmei's medical skills were wild, he bet right, and the doctor couldn't do anything about her illness, but he was indeed cured.

He lifted the quilt, touched the sweat on his head, got up and walked outside.

He knew that he urgently needed to prove his strength and whether he would be back.

In Zhang Mingmei's room, the people on the bed hummed uncomfortable, and the door was gently pushed open.

There was a quiet sound behind the curtains.

Zhan Fei saw a long legs and a charming figure, and then knelt on the edge of the bed, took off his pajamas and threw them away, just throwing them on the floor lamp.

The floor lamp is already very dark, and there is a little light below it now.

"These two guys just stopped doing things as soon as they came back, but you didn't run away, baby."

Zhan Fei called her gently.

"Asen?"

Bei Wei screamed in confusion.

"What?"

"Don't be anxious."

There was still no movement behind the curtains, but behind the curtains were actually extremely nervous.

Yes, she forgot to turn off the lights.

But, maybe God helped her too.

There is no sign of any sign.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds in the room rose and rose.

She was tired and leaned against the window and listened silently. The cynical and impulsive guy flashed in her mind inadvertently.

She will avenge him.

Three o'clock in the morning.

It was late at night and there was no sound in the whole building except in the room where Zhang Mingmei lived.

There was a small commotion inside the gate of Zhan’s house. After several of the people standing guard fell to the ground, the door was opened from outside.


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