Song Yanmo's hot lips and tongue pried open Dai Yimeng's teeth and swept them back and forth. Dai Yimeng raised his fists to hit him, but he didn't care. He even kicked him with his feet, but he seemed not to feel any pain.

Holding Dai Yimeng's face tightly with both hands, absorbing all the sweetness that belongs to Dai Yimeng.

"Uh... uh..." Dai Yimeng shook his head and struggled, using all his strength, but he couldn't escape Song Yanmo's imprisonment.

What is this?

Humiliating?

Dai Yimeng was so angry that he bit Song Yanmo's lips with his teeth...

The blood spreads!

But Song Yanmo just paused, letting the sweet and fishy smell linger on the tip of his tongue.

He is crazy! Even Song Yanmo himself thought so. When he heard Dai Yimeng personally say that the person she loved was Jiang Bei, and her husband could only be Jiang Bei, Song Yanmo regained his sense.

zero.

There is still a trace of fantasy left in his heart, but this can only be broken by himself, and it will never be Dai Yimeng's turn to break it.

But she... broke it off so lightly.

My heart aches so much that I can't help it, it feels like a missing tooth, a hollow pain.

So he was almost crazy about plundering. Even if it was just for this moment, just for this moment, it would be great if Dai Yimeng could belong to him.

Dai Yimeng no longer struggled, and her angry grunts turned into soft sobs.

Tears of humiliation slid down the corners of her eyes, and a trace of salty water seeped out between the entangled lips and tongues, like a heavy hammer that knocked Song Yanmo awake.

He suddenly let go of Dai Yimeng, and Dai Yimeng's limp body slowly slid down the metal door and squatted on the ground.

She didn't argue or yell, she cried quietly, her head buried between her knees, her arms tightly hugging her legs, like a wounded little animal.

Song Yanmo regretted it endlessly. His impulse hurt Dai Yimeng again. He squatted down and carefully put his hand on Dai Yimeng's trembling shoulder, "I'm sorry."

Snap!

After a loud slap, Dai Yimeng stood up unsteadily, "Song Yanmo, I hate you, and I will never forgive you in this life."

After that, Dai Yimeng covered her face and fled out of the elevator.

Song Yanmo leaned weakly against the metal door.

What have you done, Song Yanmo? Can you only use harm to prove your existence?

In an instant, he smiled with relief. If he could not be loved by Dai Yimeng, then continuing to hate him would be the greatest favor Dai Yimeng had given him. If you hate someone, it means that this person has always been in your heart.

Dai Yimeng stumbled down the stairs. Originally, he was looking for Dai Yicheng to threaten him to date Jiang Tiantian. Dai Yimeng was planning to negotiate with her. Now that she couldn't handle herself, how could she handle Jiang Tiantian?

The makeup was so messed up that the waterproof mascara did not function as waterproof. Dai Yimeng's eyes turned into panda eyes due to the tears.

Two black lines hung on her face, like a tabby cat.

Fortunately, the handbag was not left in the elevator yet. Dai Yimeng went to the bathroom on the first floor and took out her makeup bag to tidy up her makeup.

Turning on the faucet, she splashed the cold water on her face. The water was biting to the bone, and Dai Yimeng's messy emotions calmed down a bit.

Song Yanmo, you bastard, I curse you to go to hell. Dai Yimeng has no love for him at all, the rest is all hatred.

Dai Yimeng pursed his lips. The unique taste of Song Yanmo still lingered on the corners of his lips. Dai Yimeng took a cup of cold water and rubbed it vigorously.

It turned red and hurt from rubbing, so Dai Yimeng stopped and supported both ends of the washbasin with both hands. Dai Yimeng's chest could not help but rise and fall with anger.

What to do with Fuso?

Dai Yimeng has not lost his mind, but Song Yanmo is already crazy. If he gets evidence to prove that Fusang is his daughter, he will not give up.

After the anger, there was panic. Now only Jiang Bei knew her secret, and she could only discuss countermeasures with Jiang Bei.

However, Dai Yimeng couldn't bear to add trouble to Jiang Beiping.

Dai Yimeng was worried and frightened by Song Yanmo. After leaving Dai Shi, she walked alone on the road and imagined all the possible scenarios in her mind. Dai Yimeng found that she had no solution at all.

No.

It seemed that she had no choice but to turn to Jiang Bei for help, and she would have to be scolded by him again. Who told her to bring this upon herself?

"Yi Meng!"

Suddenly hearing someone calling her, Dai Yimeng turned her head, was stunned for a moment and then shouted in a hoarse voice: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

She was carrying an insulated bag in her hand, which should contain an insulated lunch box.

Who is sick? This looks like giving food to the sick.

"I..." Su Xiaoluo scratched her head in embarrassment. If she told Dai Yimeng that she had cooked dinner and sent it to Dai Yicheng, would Dai Yimeng laugh at her?

"You won't bring food to my brother." Su Xiaoluo was so coy that it was strange that Dai Yimeng couldn't guess it.

Su Xiaoluo nodded sheepishly.

If it weren't for Dai Yimeng's current mood swings, he would definitely join in the fun. Seeing Dai Yicheng and Su Xiaoluo happy and sweet has always been what Dai Yimeng has longed for, but it was all ruined by damn Song Yanmo.

"My brother is in the office, you go find him." Dai Yimeng was upset, "I have to rush back to take care of Fusang, so I won't be with you, sister-in-law."

"Yeah, okay."

Dai Yimeng's red and swollen eyes attracted Su Xiaoluo's attention, "Yimeng, your eyes are red, who made you cry?"

"Oh no." Dai Yimeng deliberately dodged. A taxi with an empty sign happened to be approaching from a short distance away. Dai Yimeng hurriedly waved, and the taxi stopped at her feet. She quickly pulled away.

After sitting in the car door, he waved to Su Xiaoluo again, "I'm leaving, sister-in-law, bye."

The taxi carrying Dai Yimeng drove past Su Xiaoluo's eyes. It took Su Xiaoluo a while to come to his senses. Something was wrong with Dai Yimeng today, very wrong.

But everyone was gone, and she had nowhere to ask why, so she might as well go find Dai Yicheng.

Su Xiaoluo didn't call Dai Yicheng in advance because she wanted to give him an unexpected surprise, so when she walked into the Dai Group building, she was stopped by the front desk lady.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?"

"Oh, no." Su Xiaoluo pouted, "I want to wear Dai Yicheng, is he here?"

The front desk lady who was so kind a second ago changed her expression this second and stared at Su Xiaoluo like a monster. This little girl dared to call the president by his first name. She probably would never want to see the president again in her life.

"If you don't have an appointment, please go to the waiting area and wait." The front desk lady doesn't know how many women like Su Xiaoluo who want to meet Dai Yicheng are received every day, so she always talks in the same way.

"Do you have to wait for a long time?" Su Xiaoluo asked stupidly. The food will not taste good if it is cold.

"Yes, the president is very busy. It's not certain whether he can wait."

The surprise was ruined. Su Xiaoluo felt that it was necessary to mention the "reservation" to Dai Yicheng when she saw him later. He was not a best-selling product or a well-known restaurant, so why bother making a reservation?
Chapter completed!