After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 112 Take back what belongs to me 1
Song Chujiu laughed when she heard this.

She stood lazily on the side, and said casually: "Oh, my fault?"

"Can I still control your behavior and let you have a relationship?"

"Don't push everything on me"

"Look at how kind I am, I never do such things as prostitutes..."

Song Chujiu blinked her eyes, and laughed so brightly that her branches trembled wildly.

The colorful skirt she was wearing today swayed, matching her smile, like a budding flower.

Seeing her radiant and radiant appearance, Song Na panicked in her heart.

Song Na gritted her teeth, her pale complexion became even more sickly. Combined with her pure facial features, she had a rather pitiful appearance.
She turned her head away, her eyes full of hurt: "Chu Jiu, why don't you want to admit what you did?"

Tears flowed down her eyes: "Why did you treat me like this? Do you resent the marriage partner I helped you find before?"

"But that Wang Fu is really a good marriage partner for you. Will my sister still harm you?"

"We all know what's going on with you now, how can it hurt you?"

Song Na spoke earnestly, and it seemed that she was really doing it for Song Chujiu's good.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Song Chujiu yell coldly: "Oh, don't cry!"

"Crocodile tears, this is..."

She looked at Song Na coldly, her face full of indifference.

The face of Wang Mei next to her was a little dark, her hands were tightly clenched together, and her eyes were so vicious that she wanted to kill.

Crack—the table trembled.

Song Jiaming's face turned black when he heard her sarcasm answer.

He slammed the table and yelled, "Song Chujiu, why did I give birth to you!"

"How did you talk to your sister!"

Song Chujiu let out an inaudible laugh from his throat, curled his lips and said defiantly: "Oh, then don't give birth to me, you shouldn't have shot me into my mother's womb, but you should have shot me into my mother's womb. I shoot the wall..."

When Song Jiaming heard her words, his eyes widened suddenly, his whole face was blackened with anger, and his eyes were so wide that the eyeballs seemed to be about to fall off.

Cough—cough—Song Jiaming's throat burst into a violent coughing sound.

His whole waist was bent down, he was coughing badly, and he looked like he was very angry.

Wang Mei slapped her thigh, and cried louder: "I shouldn't have married you, and I shouldn't have given birth to Nana..."

"I know I was wrong, I'm sorry for Chu Jiu and her mother, but all this has nothing to do with Nana"

"On the ninth day of the ninth day, if you want to hate and deal with it, just deal with me alone."

"Don't deal with Nana, Nana is just a simple girl"

Wang Mei cried so much that her make-up was all over, her eyeliner was all black, and she looked extremely miserable.

Song Chujiu laughed softly, walked over step by step in high heels, walked up to Wang Mei, looked down at her, and said imposingly: "Ming people don't talk dark words, and I don't bother to talk to you about these things. no no"

She paused, narrowed her eyes, and said playfully: "I said that the other day, if you cut off ties with me that day, gave me your ID card account, and told me which hospital my brother is in, we will Each go their own way, the road is open to the sky, each side walks"

"You don't bother me, and I don't bother you"

(End of this chapter)