Jing Miao chuckled and put his hand on her snow-white neck, like a demon from hell, making a seductive sound of death,
"Come"
"If this is considered a scandal,"
"Just strangle me to death."
Xiu Yu's face immediately became ugly, as if she had been burned. She wanted to take back her hand, but Jing Miao's movements were surprisingly agile at this time. She grabbed his hand and looked at him with big bloodshot eyes.
"Xiu Yu, no matter how disgusting I am, it's better than you having incest with your sister-in-law! Miaomiao, Miaomiao, hahahahaha..."
Jing Miao smiled happily, looking at Xiu Yu as if he had seen a ghost, and shook her hand away. His handsome face was twisted at the moment, and there was also no trace of blood.
"Jing Miao, you are crazy!"
He immediately turned around and rushed out of the door
Jing Miao's face, which had been smiling freely just now, began to wilted a little bit. The words that had been accumulated in her heart were actually spoken out like this without any hindrance.
In the warm room, she only felt as cold as an ice cellar. Once some words were said, some things would never be the same again. Perhaps there would be no room for relaxation between her and him.
The warmth on the cheeks silently winds its way to the chin and falls on the quilt tightly held in front of her. The peony flowers on the bright red festive quilt slowly deepen in color little by little, and seem to have withered a lot.
About to wither
She knew that her last feelings for Xiu Yu were disillusioned the moment he cruelly told her to abort the child.
The reason why she agreed to get married in the first place was because she felt that Xiu Yu was not as bad as he seemed on the surface, and was still willing to take responsibility for what she had done at critical moments.
When Jing Miao thought about Xiu Yu's calm reaction when he knew she was not pregnant at all, the temperature in his heart finally cooled down.
It is not difficult to imagine that in this play, Xiu Yu, as the director and screenwriter, would definitely not allow her, a supporting character, to make her own decisions and add scenes without authorization.
Jing Miao let go of the red quilt and wiped all the warmth from her face
At this moment, Jing Miao made a decision, she was going to decide on this child!
Xiu Yu doesn’t recognize it, but she does!
Baby, if you don’t have a father to love you, your mother will give you double the love alone.
While drinking, Wei Shaoqing counted the wine bottles on the table. His peach blossom eyes were full of doubts. What happened to Xiu Yu today? He hadn't seen her for two months. This man just came back from studying in Beijing and forcibly removed him from Zhang Taotao's house.
I called out, but didn’t say a word
He drank bottle after bottle of wine. In Xiu Yu's eyes, those hard liquors were just like ordinary, tasteless boiled water.
"Brother, why are you so hard on yourself? I know you're studying and being managed strictly, but don't act like you've been locked up for two years."
He teased Xiu Yu and stretched out his hand to try to stop the wine bottle Xiu Yu was holding. Wow, Lafite, who was born in 1982, was actually drank like boiled water by this second-generation ancestor.
When her hands were empty, Xiu Yu seemed to have lost all support, lying on the table and closing her eyes tightly.
Wei Shaoqing just thought that he was drunk and unconscious, and took out the phone, "Hey, honey, what are you doing at home? Do you miss me? It's okay, I just want to ask my sister-in-law Jing Miao's phone number, okay?
, her husband is drunk, I asked my sister-in-law to pick him up and take him home. I am in a hurry to see you! If my sister-in-law is not at home, I can’t just throw this drunkard anywhere, right? Where is my place? No,
no"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Taotao finally reported Jing Miao’s mobile phone number.
Wei Shaoqing memorized the number and was about to dial it when a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him and snatched his phone away.
He looked up and saw that Xiu Yu, who was lying drunk on the table just now, was staring at him with half-open and half-closed eyes.
If you look carefully, you will notice that Xiu Yu's dark eyes are out of focus. He yelled angrily, "No hitting!"
Wei Shaoqing smiled and said, "Hey, Yuzi, are you afraid that you will be scolded by your sister-in-law if you get drunk and behave like this when you go back? You will be here too!"
"I have never seen the servile look on the phone just now, and you are here today too!"
He didn't expect that a drunk person could refute himself so clearly. Wei Shaoqing couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Aren't you drunk?"
Xiu Yu was silent, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, Wei Shaoqing couldn't help but suspect that the drunken Xiu Yu he saw just now was his imagination.
At this moment, his eyes were clear, his dark pupils were cold, and his jaw was tense as he carved a sculpture with a knife. He asked in a deep voice, "How did the incident involving Long Lingyu end last time?"
Speaking of this matter, Wei Shaoqing couldn't help but snorted coldly. He held Blood Red Mary's cup and shook it gently. The blood-colored light was tempting in the glass.
"It's difficult, but it's not impossible to solve. Now the whole city knows that something happened on the ground of Wei Shaoqing, and he must be punished. This time, we are trying to scare the monkeys!"
Let’s not talk about the money spent secretly to open up the joints. Although the penalty is small, it is related to the issue of face. In this territory, who doesn’t know that the most important thing for him, Wei Shaoqing, is face?
She slapped him in the face and then said it in a brazen way. Isn’t this going against him? What is it?
The smile on Wei Shaoqing's face became even more charming under the dim light. Although he was smiling, Xiu Yu always felt that there was a knife hidden in that smile. Maybe someone would be unlucky sooner or later.
"What do you need my help with?"
Hearing Xiu Yu say this, Wei Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and naturally understood what his friend meant. The holiday between Xiu Yu and Long Lingyu was not just a day or two.
He raised his lips and smiled, "Do you know Ge Songni? The daughter of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, the only daughter, and the apple of his eye. I only found out recently that the man named Long seems to be pursuing Ge Songni. The Provincial Party Committee Secretary is very optimistic about him and hopes that he will become his son-in-law."
but……"
Xiu Yu frowned, but thought the name sounded familiar.
"It's just that Ge Songni seems to like someone other than him..."
(I am having a severe cold, sorry everyone, I will resume quick updates soon)