Daddy, Mommy has Cheated on You!

"You don't ask, who am I?" He bit her on the neck.

Itchy, she chuckled, "does it matter?"

Temperature, up.

Ambiguous, upgrade.

Maybe it's too heavy on her mind. Even though the happiness exhausted her physical strength, she still had a shallow sleep. She woke up when it was light outside the window.

Song Qingge's body seems to have been crushed by the wheel, falling apart and unable to move. The pain reminds her of last night's happiness.

Her chaotic thoughts wake up, the man around him is sleeping soundly, at this time, his face is less cold, more quiet and peaceful, like a child, not as predatory as last night.

She forced herself to get up, found her clothes and put them on one by one. Her body was sour, painful and tired. Last night, she was too presumptuous and greedy.

Her high heels on the carpet, there is no sound, even, when leaving the room, she did not look back at him.

Now it's daybreak. Go your own way.

Last night, like a dream, will eventually disappear, she will not remember.

After five o'clock in the morning, the light rain is still drizzling, and the sky is still gray. It seems that it is far away from dawn. Outside the hotel, there is a taxi. She takes it. She has to go home to change her clothes, and then face the coming storm.

Yes, it was a storm. Song's family went bankrupt. She was in huge debt.

And she, with her weak body, can do nothing.

But she still has to face it, doesn't she?

Back home, song Qingge took a bath to wash away his fatigue and decadence. The heat in the bathroom dissipated, and her figure in the mirror gradually became clear.

What's the mark on the neck?

There are deep or shallow marks not only on the neck, but also in many places.

This is the legendary "strawberry seal..."

Suddenly, she blushed.

Damn it! This is evidence of last night's rapture.

She chose a stand collar shirt, which can just cover the marks on her neck. She put on a ponytail, put on a black suit and one-step skirt, a typical professional suit, and then stepped on black stiletto heels. She took a deep breath and went to the battlefield!

The mobile phone rang. It was her special assistant Annie. Her tone was as calm as usual: "Mr. Song, Roche Group made a statement in the newspaper today. It's about you."

Song Qingge immediately found the newspaper of the day. The main idea of Luo's statement is that "due to differences in values and living habits, Luo Shichen and song Qingge jointly decided to cancel their engagement and wish each other well...."

At first, when the economic crisis broke out in the song group, some media speculated on the Internet whether they would break up. But at that time, Luo Shichen vowed in the media, "I will support light song! I will be her strongest support. "

Although he had never done anything to help song, this sentence moved her for a long time. Also let the bank and the supplier who urge payment to give her leeway again and again.

Now, this statement is undoubtedly the last straw to crush the song group.

She suddenly remembered that Dong Congshan said last night, "she is your fiancee after all." At that time, Luo Shichen replied, "tomorrow will not be..." It turned out that he had planned to give up her for a long time. This statement should have been drafted and only be released today. And she was the last to know.

"President song?" After listening to the phone for a long time, Annie called tentatively.

Light song came back, she put the newspaper aside, "statement I saw, don't care."

Annie continued, "Mr. Song, most of the people over there reply. It seems that they have heard from those Africans."

"Where are they?" Song Qingge's eyes are slightly bright. With a little excitement, if you find the Africans back, you can recover the money cheated. Then, you can save the Song family.

Annie's voice was calm. "Don't say less. I'll see you again."

Zuomo, a notorious gangster in Z City, song Qingge once met him. Thinking of his lusty eyes, the ferocious scar on his face, and the disgusting words, she was a little afraid, "when?"

"Ten o'clock tonight, nine days in the galaxy."

She trembled. "I know."

Annie was silent for a moment. "President song, over there in the bank, will send someone to the court today to apply for sealing up."

Song Qingge already had an idea in his heart, "Annie, how are my personal belongings handled?"

"The handbag is almost done, but the jewelry is a little slower," said Annie. "Up to now, you have collected more than 1.2 million yuan."