Song Heng was naturally unhappy with people whose own interests were involved, and shouted at Xu Liunian angrily: "Xu Liunian, please keep your mouth clean."
Liu Nian sneered, she was in a bad mood today, and she would not be polite if someone scolded her and asked her to have surgery. Moreover, this was a banquet, and Song Heng couldn't do anything to her. As for whether the Song family would still exist in the future, it would be a matter of course.
question.
She smiled very indifferently, coldly and coldly. If Bai Sansan saw it, he would be stunned to death. At this time, Xu Liunian had a cold and charming aura all over his body: "Song Heng, your hand
Keep it clean. How embarrassing are you for sending your sister to a man's bed for the sake of funds?"
Liu Nian's words are really to the point. They shamelessly used their past relationship with the Su family to attend the banquet, just to find an owner and inject capital into the Song family to avoid it being acquired? For this reason, Song Ying
It's okay to sleep with other people, not to mention, it's not the first time these two have done this. Song Ying was very resistant at first, but later she started to enjoy it. Anyway, it was a mutually beneficial relationship. But there was something dirty about it.
, which is evident from this.
A fleeting word, it was like rubbing salt into someone's wound, poking right into the sore spot, making the two brothers and sisters turn pale, tremble all over, and become extremely angry.
Time passed, so I left after saying these words.
From a distance, Chu Anning, who was being commanded coldly by Yi Zheng, glanced at this scene with an imperceptible smile on his lips.
Yi Zheng's words were particularly cruel: "Chu Anning, I took your face into consideration and didn't take the initiative to break off the engagement. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant that you would come here to make trouble."
Chu Anning's face froze, and her heart ached fiercely, as if she couldn't bear it, and she burst into tears instantly: "Brother Zheng, I...I didn't..."
Yi Zheng hated it when women cried, and it made him upset. What's more, Chu Anning's appearance at this time was tantamount to sinking his fleeting years into injustice.
Yi Zheng, he has always been a cold-blooded man. He looks affectionate but is actually ruthless. He will definitely dote on the people he likes, but he will never care about those he doesn't like.
He frowned and replied coldly: "Chu Anning, I have raised you for so many years without asking for anything in return, but now I ask you not to appear in front of me!"
His tone was cold, and he was so indifferent under the plane trees in the garden of the luxurious villa.
"No, brother Zheng, I don't want to leave you, no, you can break off the engagement, you can treat me badly, but don't abandon me, okay? I don't want anything, just look at you from time to time. Once a month, no,
Once every three months, I will be very good and obedient, so I beg you, okay?"
Chu Anning cried and begged.
She fell in love with Yi Zheng, madly in love and obsessed with him.
Without Yi Zheng, she will die, she will definitely die.
So, please, don’t leave me, please...
But what she answered was Yi Zheng's cold rejection. He could be cautious and careful with the woman he loved for fear of hurting her, but for those he didn't love, he was always the cruelest devil. Although the words on his lips
His smile has not diminished at all, and he is still as elegant as a noble.
Even if he once praised her to heaven, even if he said he would marry him.
But the people Yi Zheng doesn't want are equivalent to garbage.
"You soiled my clothes, young lady." He said coldly, turning his eyes to the astonished servant aside, and calmly ordered, "Pull this crazy woman out. Can all the crazy people at the Su family's banquet come?"
The servant was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else and hurriedly went to rescue Chu Anning.
Chu Anning broke away and followed Yi Zheng closely.
Zheng, Zheng, I love you. No one loves you more than me. It’s not worth it for that woman.
She closed her eyes, and in her mind was the hand stretched out from the window. The man who was as graceful as a duke stretched out his gentle and clean hand, and said with a smile: "Ning'er, I will take you home.
"
That hand seemed to have penetrated the twilight of a thousand years, so psychedelic and tempting.
From then on, she knew that there was a person in this world for whom she could live and die, for whom she could go through fire and water, and for whom she could go to hell without blinking an eye.