She squeezed the document bag in her hand tightly and said with a helpless smile, "If I have to accept it to make you feel at ease, then I will accept it, but I won't use any of the money in it, because I have nothing to do with God."
Ling's breakup is not a deal. If you really feel sorry for me and want to make up for me, let me leave with Tangtang now. From now on, no one from your Mu family will bother me and Tangtang again."
"What I want is a simple life, that's all."
Something seemed to emerge in Maki Fujiwara's eyes, flowing at the bottom of his eyes.
He looked at Tong Caiwei with complicated and deep eyes that made people unable to comprehend.
It's like doubt, like surprise, and also like appreciation.
But...she has no way to explore his psychology.
Outside the car window, the rain was still pouring down, and the wind was blowing the drizzle, like a pair of lingering lovers.
A drop of raindrop pattered on the car window, and turned into a crystal trail sliding down.
She suddenly remembered a lyric.
Love is like a snowflake falling from the sky that has withered before it bears fruit; love is like a tear that cannot be wiped dry and burned and has turned to ashes before it solidifies.
Not every love will have results.
--------(Ye Fan Chapter)
Late at night, everything is silent.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, most people have already fallen asleep.
Inside a red and white villa in Lushan Villa Community, it is brightly lit.
"Bitch!"
With a snap, the petite girl fell to the ground.
Half of the pale and haggard face quickly became red and swollen.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
There was also a buzzing in my ears, like countless bees vibrating their wings.
She slowly raised her head and looked coldly at the middle-aged woman standing in front of her.
"You little bitch, you still dare to look at me like this, I'll let you see, I'll let you see..."
A middle-aged woman, probably in her thirties.
She has a bright and charming face with a domineering expression.
She bent down, pulled the girl up on the ground, and pinched the girl's body hard with her white and tender fingers.
His eyes were ferocious and vicious.
Sitting on the sofa next to her was a pretty girl.
She was seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white silk skirt and holding a glass of red wine in her hand, gloating as she watched the girl being abused.
"I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again. Aunt Wu, please spare me..."
No matter how strong a girl is, she can't stand it anymore.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes were red, and she cried and begged the middle-aged woman for mercy.
The middle-aged woman refused to stop and pinched her harder.
The more the girl dodges, the more vicious her attacks become.
"Aunt Wu, I was really wrong. Aunt Wu, please spare me this time, please..."
"Little bitch, let's see if you dare to seduce people again..."
The middle-aged woman also seemed tired, her face flushed and she was panting.
After taking a few deep breaths, she pushed the girl to the ground.
"Mom, it's already so late. Let's deal with this little bitch tomorrow. There's no rush anyway."
Xia Qiqi stood up from the sofa, with a proud expression like a princess, and walked up to the girl with elegant steps.
She lowered her head and glanced at the girl whose face was stained with tears and half of her face was swollen. She slightly raised the corners of her lips and said with a proud smile, "