Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 319
"Then I don't understand. What can she do if you refuse to do so? Are you going to be tied up and sent to the bridal chamber?"

"That's right! These people were specially recruited by her today. Let me tell you that she has been pestering me for a long time, and I almost took my heart out to make her look bad, proving that I really don't have her in my heart, but she I just don't believe in this evil, and let me tell you that as long as I have a way to win, they will never pester me again, if I can't win..." Han Ting closed his eyes in grief and indignation when he said this, "I will make up for the consequences by myself."

"So many people deal with me alone, but you think highly of me."

Han Ting looked at her eagerly: "Not only that, you are the sun and the moon in my heart, all the people I know together, who else is better than you?"

"What are their backgrounds?" Song Siqiao glanced at everyone across from her again, "Do they all seem to be strangers?"

"This is exactly what I want to remind you. You see, the man in blue sitting next to him is the latest boxing champion. The man in black opposite Luman is last year's Sanda champion. And the man in white at the waist The one with a black belt tied inside is said to have reached the eighth degree of black belt, Sisi, help me!" Han Ting almost knelt down for her with a miserable face.

Depend on!No wonder there is a feeling of being surrounded by powerful enemies as soon as you come in.

Song Siqiao took a deep breath, turned around and smiled gracefully: "Han, I'm fucking you!"

"I don't have an uncle. I have a younger uncle. They are about the same age. If you want, I can introduce you."

"I'll fuck your whole family!" Song Siqiao said as she raised her foot and kicked him in the leg.

"Hey! Why are you attacking my family, A Ting?" Lu Man ran over aggressively, with her petite body standing in front of Han Ting, "Apologize to A Ting!"

Song Siqiao rolled her eyes disapprovingly.

"A Ting, are you okay?" Lu Man looked at Han Ting nervously.

Han Ting twitched the corner of his mouth and simply shut up.

"Hey! Didn't you hear me asking you to apologize? Are you deaf!" Lu Man couldn't bear to question Han Ting, so she had to shoot Song Siqiao again.

"That's right! I'm deaf and can't hear, what's the matter!" Song Siqiao said loudly with her hands on her hips.

"You, you..." It was the first time that Lu Man met a girl who didn't take her seriously, and she was at a loss for words in a moment of anger.

"What are you? I'm telling you that Han Ting is mine from now on. If you want to talk to him, you need my consent!" Song Siqiao stretched out her hand and took Han Ting back a big step.

"You wait for me!"

Lu Man glared at her angrily, then turned around and walked among the group of people. After a while, he saw the Sanda champion in black walking over first.

A playful smile rose from the corner of Song Siqiao's mouth, and she greeted her unhurriedly, rubbing and pinching her fingers secretly as she walked, it was very itchy after not fighting for a long time.

The onlookers looked at the short-haired girl in amazement. She was not tall and thin. She seemed to have no offensive power, but for some reason, it made people feel a sense of oppression in their hearts, especially in those clear eyes. It seems to contain indescribable power, which is daunting.

The so-called laymen watch the fun, and the insiders watch the doorway. The two sides only exchanged a few moves, and the expressions on the faces of the blue-clothed boxing champion and the white-clothed black belt coincidentally became serious.

This girl is by no means a good stubble.

At the same time, in another private lounge on the fourth floor.

A woman in a black backless dress stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of wine in her hand, her shawl and curly hair casually brushed to one side, her red lips were charming, her eyes were deep-set, her every move was full of coquettishness and temptation.

(End of this chapter)