Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 369 His Plaything
After Du Ruan finished speaking, she also knew that she had lost her composure.

Saying sorry in a hurry, she walked out of the bathroom and ran towards the living room.

Then, after seeing the neatly folded quilt on the sofa, he was stunned again.

Qian Mengmeng came up slowly and stood behind her, "But, choosing this path was decided by Jing Chen himself, not by you forcing him. Besides, he got more rewards than insults." Applause and likes."

"You don't understand, what a person from a family background like him does is actually much better than being an artist." Du Ruan took a deep breath, walked to the sofa, and picked up his quilt.

On the quilt, there was a faint smell of alcohol, and a slight scent of cologne.

That's the evidence Jingchen left last night.

Qian Mengmeng pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, it's not up to you. It's Jingchen. As long as he doesn't regret it and he's willing, then it's right."

Du Ruan, who was hugging the quilt, felt his heart skip a beat, and it was rare that he did not refute.

Looking back at Qian Mengmeng, Du Ruan felt that since she came back from Fengyang County, her home, Mengmeng, was a little different.

Although she was still so pure and naive, the firmness in her eyes gradually became clear.

And her?Still nothing seems to have changed.

Taking a deep breath, Du Ruan said, "Stop talking about it, good boy, cook me a bowl of noodles, I'm starving to death."

Qian Mengmeng glanced at her, then sighed silently, "You still say I'm dumb, you're not smart yourself."

"Ok?"

"Want something light or heavy?"

"Of course it's heavy! I want meat, I want spicy food, and I want thick soup!"

……

At the same time, in a private room in H city.

Song Qian looked at the scattered photos and documents on the table, her whole body trembling, and she almost couldn't help but vomit.

"Miss Song, should you believe it now?" Opposite her, the corners of Pei Hang's lips curled up slightly, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Song Qian gritted her teeth, her face was pale, and she was holding the quilt with her hand, almost crushing it.

How could it be like this... The culprit who caused me to become what I am now is actually him who has been with her for several years and has always thought of him as a piece of driftwood for her? !

"Xu Zhe is that kind of person. For things that he can't get, he always adopts such extreme methods." Pei Hang leaned back on the sofa and said flatly.

"You didn't give him a good look back then. You only had Mr. Gao in your eyes. Of course he didn't like you. So, he chose to destroy you and let you beg him like a dog in the end."

The more he said, the colder Pei Hang's expression became.

Because, at that time, when he reported the truth about Song Qian to Song Huaijin, that's what he told him.

"Xu Zhe will destroy all the people or things he can't get, and then stretch out a leg at the right time, let these people lean on them like dogs, and then become his playthings, and be grateful to him.

At that time, he wanted to treat Mengmeng like this. "

Song Qian was already speechless. She glanced at the photos. She was taken by five men in turn, all kinds of unsightly photos together, and other things she had never seen before. The picture of Zhe and Zhu Xiang together, closing his eyes in pain.

Thinking that all the hellish things she had experienced were caused by the man she had been grateful for for several years, she felt that reality was cruel like a drama.

And the clown in the play is her.She has been living like a fool, even lingering under him, trying to curry favor with him.

"Xu Zhe!" Song Qian slapped the table fiercely, bleeding from her teeth.

(End of this chapter)