you are my joy

Qin Zhen sat astride Liao Xiong, pouting her red lips aggrievedly, and unbuttoned the man's buttons one by one with her fingers.

"Can my godfather bear to watch Qiao Zhiqin step on my head?"

Liao Xiong admired her charming face with a squinting look, and put his hand through the hem of her clothes.

"With your godfather and me here, what are you afraid of? Which of the good resources in the industry will pass from your hands? No matter how popular Qiao Zhiqin is, won't she also get resources that you don't want?"

Sensing that the man's hands were restless, Qin Zhen pretended to be shy and patted Liao Xiong's chest, scolding:
"hate~"

Although he said he was disgusted, he deliberately leaned a little closer, twisted his waist and blew into the man's ear.

"Then next year's Golden Elephant Awards, will my godfather also reserve a spot for me?"

Liao Xiong leaned back, his palm slipped from his waist, fell on his butt and patted it gently, with an obvious hint.

"Of course there is a quota. I also have the leading female lead in a major movie. Whether you can get it depends on whether your performance satisfies me."

Qin Zhen smiled sweetly, leaned against the man and kissed him.

"Then I will definitely satisfy my godfather."

Their clothes were thrown all over the floor, and the two people, immersed in the fiery world, didn't hear the sound of the door being opened.

The door to the room was slowly pushed open, and the leading woman stood at the front, looking at the passionate people on the sofa with wide eyes, and her hands beside her were shaking with anger.

The sofa was facing the door, and the reporters gathered around the door were also shocked by this passionate scene.

They didn't expect to see such an exciting scene.

But it only took a short second for the paparazzi to react and turn on their cameras to take pictures of the scene inside.

Ding Meiting strode into the room in high heels, threw away the bag in her hand, grabbed Qin Zhen's hair, and slapped her with her hand.

"Bitch!"

"what--"

Qin Zhen screamed, but before he could see who it was, he received another slap on the face.

A "pop" sound resounded throughout the room, completely waking up Liao Xiong.

He saw the paparazzi pouring into the room with cameras pointed at him. His face turned pale with fright. He hurriedly found his clothes to cover his body and shouted:
"What's going on? Get out! Get out of here!"

The paparazzi didn't care about him. They took pictures of Liao Xiong and Qin Zhen with their cameras and cameras.

Only then did Qin Zhen notice the paparazzi in the room. He hurriedly took a pillow to cover himself, covered his swollen face and buried it in the sofa. The next second, he was pulled out by Ding Meiting and slapped hard.

"Ah - godfather, save me! Godfather, help me!"

Ding Meiting listened to her cry for help and beat her harder.

"You little bitch, you still dare to ask for help! You like to be someone else's mistress so much. You have lost your shame for a long time. Are you still afraid of being beaten with this face? Huh?"

"Godfather! Godfather!"

Qin Zhen hugged the pillow tightly, covered his face and hid next to Liao Xiong.

Liao Xiong was furious when he saw that the paparazzi were still taking photos crazily, but he had nothing on him and could only cover himself with his clothes.

"Stop! Have you had enough trouble? Let's talk about it when we go home. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I still think it's embarrassing!"

Ding Meiting became even more angry and hit Liao Xiong and Qin Zhen on the faces and bodies like crazy.

"You still know how to be ashamed! Why don't you feel ashamed when you sleep with this little bitch! Don't you like her? Come on! Let netizens see how much love you have!"

Ding Meiting said, grabbing Qin Zhen's hair and pulling it back hard, forcing her face to face the camera.

Qin Zhen's cheeks were already swollen and looked ugly. Faced with the densely packed cameras and sights in front of him, his body trembled and he shrank to hide.

Ding Meiting refused to let her have her way and grabbed her hair to face the camera.

"Why are you covering your face! Don't you like to seduce men? Come! Let your fans see what the famous female star Qin Zhen looks like in bed!"

"Godfather! Godfather, save me! Godfather, save me!" Qin Zhen cried desperately, struggling wildly.

But the more she struggled, the tighter Ding Meiting's grip became.

Hearing her cry, Ding Meiting gritted her teeth and slapped her again.

"How dare you shout! I let you shout! I let you shout!"

"Ah - ah - ah - stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Qin Zhen's shrill screams echoed in the room, and with a snap, Ding Meiting was slapped hard on the face.

Liao Xiong looked at Ding Meiting with wide eyes and a fierce look on his face.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Ding Meiting clutched her beaten cheek and was stunned for a while. Then she rushed towards Liao Xiong with red eyes and grabbed his face and body with both hands.

"You still dare to hit me! Liao Xiong! Without my investment back then, do you think your entertainment company would be as big as it is now? But you ended up using my money to support other women! You still dare to hit me now! What qualifications do you have to hit me!"

Liao Xiong's face was scratched with blood marks. He touched his face in pain. When he saw the blood on his hands, he immediately became angry. He grabbed Ding Meiting's hands and pushed her down on the bed and strangled her neck. He was jealous. crack.

"MD! Crazy woman! I think you are looking for death!"

The paparazzi on the side saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Mr. Liao, you are the one who raises the mistress. Beating your wife is not a man anymore."

Liao Xiong pointed at the paparazzi in front of him and cursed:
"It's none of your business! Get out of here! I'll make it impossible for you to survive in this industry if I film it again!"

Several paparazzi were frightened and took a few steps back, but pushed their cameras closer.

Liao Xiong grabbed Ding Meiting's chin and warned fiercely:

"I tell you Ding Meiting, stay calm! Otherwise I will beat you to death today!"

As he spoke, he got off Ding Meiting, took his cell phone and called the bodyguard.

"Come up here and get these paparazzi out!"

Before the call was hung up, Ding Meiting, who was lying on the bed, smiled bitterly. The next second, her tearful eyes became colder little by little.

She sat up from the bed, wiped the tears from her face, looked at the paparazzi and asked expressionlessly:

"Has the evidence been captured?"

"It's taken."

"It's taken."

"Let's go then."

Ding Meiting picked up the bag on the ground and walked out. Liao Xiong caught up with him wrapped in sheets, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Ding Meiting, what do you mean? Just slap your butt and leave after you're done with it, right?"

Ding Meiting gave him a cold look.

"What do I mean? You will know soon. There is no need to go back home. I bought that house. You are not qualified to live there. You can live in the hotel with your little lover."

She had been holding back and giving in, knowing that he had someone outside her, but she still turned a blind eye. But just now she realized that her giving in would only make him push forward.

The relationship between husband and wife may have been forgotten when he put his mind on other women.

And she only woke up after being slapped.

How ridiculous.

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