She never imagined that one day she would fight with Ma Huang. Her scalp was still aching. At that time, her aunt kicked her over, and Ma Huang pulled her hair tightly. It was not until long afterwards that she discovered that a large part of her hair had been torn off.
There are strands of hair and bloody scars on the scalp. It hurts when the comb is touched, even if it is accidentally placed on the pillow.
If she had been sober, she would never have done anything to Huang Ma. At that time, she was probably fainted from the pain, furious, her eyes were red, and she didn't recognize anyone. Even Huang Ma threw a stool down.
Fortunately, Huang Ma hid quickly and only suffered a slight skin injury. Otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"Miss, do you regret taking action?"
She hugged her knees and held her mobile phone. Do you regret it?
"No! I'm just scared! If I could go back in time, I might still choose this way."
"It doesn't matter even if the tall, rich and handsome man can't understand?"
"I don't need him to understand me anymore."
"Hahaha……"
"Is it necessary to smile like this?"
"Haha, I'm just gloating about my misfortune. The poor rich and handsome guy, the tough old lady, the tough girlfriend, what kind of evil has he done? Hahaha, he deserves it, he really deserves it..."
"Who is brave?"
"You! Of course it's you. Who can be stronger than you?"
"Yes, I have always been so tough, are you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of? Am I afraid that you will beat me?"
"If you piss me off, I'll beat you up anyway."
"Boy, even if I get beaten up by you, I will still let you do it. If we really fight, can you be my opponent?"
"snort."
"Haha, miss, I have imagined you beating that old woman countless times. Hahaha, I laugh every time I think about it... That's great..."
She was curious: "Don't you think I'm unfilial?"
"Bah! Old Man Xiong has to deal with it. Everything must be principled. Unprincipled retreat is cowardice. That is what the ruling class likes best. Their purpose of brainwashing is to hope that no matter how they oppress you, you will not resist. That's what slaves are like
It’s cultivated, you know?”
"You man who picks your feet, please stop talking..."
"Why?"
"If you keep talking, I will really worship you."
"I'm so proud. Miss, you have to admire a man before you can truly fall in love with him, do you understand? Hehe, I've long noticed that you have a crush on me, so it's pointless for you to deny it."
"roll!"
"Haha, miss, in fact, after listening to what I said, you can live with your conscience and no longer have any psychological burden, right?"
She suddenly became angry: "Hey, can you please stop rubbing salt into other people's wounds? This is not what a gentleman does."
"Besides, I'm not a gentleman. I'm just a villain. I'm very happy when I see others being unlucky."
She also laughed.
"Miss, why are you staying in a hotel? You are so lonely alone."
“It’s better to stay in a hotel, it’s very comfortable.”
"Comfortable?"
"I suddenly realized that I had been in poverty for many years. I had never stayed in a five-star hotel in my life. I was so stupid that I might as well live in luxury. I might die suddenly one day, and then I realized how miserable my life was."
Wang Donglin felt a sore nose. Why did this fool say such stupid things?
"Idiot, if you want luxury, it's better to live in the presidential suite. That way you will die without regrets. Don't live here, find a better one. Or ask them to change your suite for you."
Presidential suite? Yan Xixi was speechless and said frankly: “I can’t afford it.”
