The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 30
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Tang Song didn't know why he said that sentence tonight, and he was taken aback after he said it. However, he didn't feel bad, and even had some pleasant expectations.

"What kind of tip?" After she was silent, she looked up at him, her eyes carefully hiding her disdain.

"Expensive jewellery, beautiful clothes, unlimited gold cards..." he remembered answering like this at the time.I have been with many female partners, they keep talking about love, and they still greedily shift their attention to those expensive objects when passing by boutiques.laugh!Women, don't they all have such virtues!
She smiled, stretched out her left palm, and snapped off the fingers with her right hand each time she spoke, "A pure gold collar, expensive dog food, and a kennel designed by a famous architect...is there any difference?" The ridicule at the end of the sentence this time He didn't even bother to hide it.

He glared at her angrily, and reached out his hand to grab the damned woman, but forgot that the central lock was already open.

She was obviously ready, she flicked off the unbuckled seat belt and got out of the car, slammed the door hard, finally, leaned down and said to the open window: "Oh, I forgot, the difference is The latter is not responsible for XXOO with the master."

He was furious, and punched the steering wheel with a fist, and the long horn continued to shout, as if it was the accompaniment of the light figure in front of him who was wearing a simple T-shirt and cropped trousers.

Isn't it just a woman?What a big deal!She really took herself seriously.He wanted to see what capital she had to take Joe, but she rejected him without even thinking about it!

However, after the car tailgate, seeing her distressed family situation did not make him feel better.How dare you refuse him like this?No matter what, he should despise her!
Thinking of this, Tang Song's body, which had just cooled down after taking a bath, couldn't help feeling a little dry. He lit a cigarette and looked out the French windows through the smog.At the height of the [-]th floor, the traffic is as small as an ant, and the red, yellow and yellow headlights are drawn as abstract and smooth colored lines outside his half-squinted eyelids.

The phone buzzed and vibrated. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to answer it. He let it ring for a full minute before reaching out to take it, lazily waiting for the other party to speak.

Meng Zixiao knew Tang Song's temper, so he started chattering on his own balabala: "Listen to my sister, today you released the pigeon of a beautiful woman who just came back from overseas and Dr. Jia Shuang?"

"I rejected it before, so it's considered freeing pigeons?" He flicked the cigarette ash, ignored the long string of prefixes before the beautiful woman, and chatted nonsense with him, maybe this could ease his impetuous mood.

"Let me tell you, it's no wonder you went to Wang Laoqi's appointment for the first time today." It's probably an excuse to refuse the disguised blind date arranged by the family. boss.

Heh, Tang Song curled his lips and laughed at himself, it would be better to meet the so-called beautiful woman with a doctor, at least you don't have to be so angry.

"Ah Song, actually it's not bad to meet beautiful women. Look at the moment, I can't go home because of this. I heard that your old man is angry..." The last two sentences seem to be gloating.

Although Tang Song thought about it just now, it doesn't mean that he is willing to let others pretend to be sorry, and mocked coolly: "You really have the temperament of being an aunt when you are a nanny."

One sentence hit Meng Zixiao's sore spot. Thinking of the little ancestor who was by his side this summer vacation, he felt depressed for a while, and after a few more words, he wanted to close the thread!
"Wait!" Before hanging up the phone, Tang Song asked hesitantly, "Tell me, is there such a woman who doesn't love money?"

"Don't love money?!" Meng Zixiao laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "Cut! Let me tell you, when a woman sees money, it's like a monk seeing meat. Peripheral vision can also covet 361-degree radiation."

Tang Songmo, he thought so before.Could it be that he met another hypocritical woman? !He wants to see what kind of temptation she can withstand...

(End of this chapter)