He's worth one hundred twenty-three and sixty cents
As soon as Su and Mo said this, there was a louder awesomeness around them. They all felt that Ming Baishang could not agree to such a ridiculous request. Su and Mo were obviously a child who had just developed, and it seemed that at most ten people were ten.
Six or seven years old.
Unexpectedly, Ming Baishang picked up Su and Mo Heng, threw the people at the banquet, and left them coldly as if they were Tathagata, and the bodyguards followed behind.
In Ming Boshang's mansion.
"Are you ready?" Ming Baishang asked Su Yumo who was lying on his big bed with his hands tightly clutching the bed sheets with his hands.
"Okay." She wanted to snatch Ming Baishang from Su Yuning's hands, and to make Jin Ha Na and Su Handong regret it, who asked them to force her mother to death together.
Ming Baishang looked at Su Yumo and unbuttoned her clothes one by one. This girl had a kind of indifference in her bones that made men want to possess. She was beautiful, at least at this moment, he wanted her very much.
Under the ambiguous light, the two figures overlapped, and Su and Mo combined with Ming Baishang in their hatred for the Su family.
"Stay here and be my woman." Ming Baishang said in Su and Mo's ears before he fell asleep.
However, Su and Mo woke up early the next morning and saw themselves lying naked with the man, she quietly slipped away while he was asleep.
Because, she suddenly felt that all this was such a ridiculous thing.
In order to take revenge, I dedicate myself to a man who had only met once, and the man also said that he would be his woman. How could that be possible?
Being his woman means being someone else's sunny woman. Su and Mo are absolutely impossible to do such things. Her dignity and all her pride cannot be bought with money.
Moreover, when Su and Mo left, they did something that made Ming Baishang grit their teeth. Although she was really from the bottom of her heart when she did it, it was a huge thing in Ming Baishang's opinion.
The insult-
Su and Mo took out all the money they had on, leaving only twenty yuan to eat in the car, and she put the remaining more than one hundred yuan in Ming Baishang's palm.
Ming Baishang woke up and saw the empty bed and the 123.60 cents in his hand. He swore fiercely that when he met Su Yumo again, he must humiliate her fiercely before he could
Revenge.
His night was worth 123.6 cents? Or was it a wrinkled ticket?