This damn woman is not even a virgin yet she still dares to ask for one million from herself!
At that moment, Zhong Zhong really turned over and the quilt just slipped off.
The man's frown suddenly relaxed, and his eyes became warm under the moonlight. He stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, then picked up the coat next to him and opened the door to go out.
The phone rang suddenly, and he lowered his voice: "What's the matter?" He closed the door gently, and even he didn't notice why he was so careful.
"Second Young Master, Miss Lu is committing suicide." The assistant's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Song Zixuan's eyes narrowed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Let her die"
Song Zixuan quickly hung up the phone and cut off the assistant's annoying voice.
I went to the study and took out the contract. Zhong Zhenzhen's name was still signed in the lower left corner, but the handwriting might have been stained by tears, making it a little blurry.
Song Zixuan slammed the drawer shut and sneered: "Zhong Zhenzhen, isn't she just a bitch? I want to see how long you can keep your innocence?"
Here, the phone rings, and the caller ID is Lu Yao
Song Zixuan cursed, cut off the phone, and decided to take a look.
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When Zhong Zhenzhen woke up the next day, Song Zixuan was no longer there. He would never stay with her until dawn.
Zhong Zhenzhen suddenly felt itchy all over her body. When she walked to the mirror, she realized that there were many red pimples on her face and body, all caused by the red wine last night!
When having breakfast, Zhang's mother saw her asking her with such concern whether she wanted to call a doctor. Zhong Zhenzhen thought it was too troublesome, so she didn't ask the driver to take her to the hospital because a friend happened to be in the hospital.
After seeing the doctor, Zhong Zhenzhen chatted more with her friends. The two were college classmates, but Zhong Zhenzhen dropped out of school after his junior year. The two met again a few days ago.
We haven’t seen each other for a long time, and the topics kept going on. Zhong Zhenzhen didn’t feel so much pressure for a while, and he was always smiling when he talked.
"It's - it's - it's true!"
A familiar, slightly angry voice pierced his eardrums. Zhong Zhenzhen was immediately startled. How could Song Zixuan be here?
When she looked up, she saw that his right hand was wrapped with gauze. Zhong Zhenzhen stood up. Before he could say goodbye to his friend, he was pulled away by Song Zixuan who was walking next to him.
He had a dark face and walked very fast, causing Zhong Zhenzhen to trot all the way.
Zhong Zhenzhen didn’t know what he was angry about, and he wasn’t afraid that reporters would take their photos.