In front of Song Hui, I'm sorry to see her crying in front of her. She's so sad that she can't bear to cry

Cheng Xuehui raised her head in a daze and her tears kept falling down. She picked up the pillow behind her and threw it heavily on Song Zhiheng's face: "Song Zhiheng, didn't you just say you wanted to protect me?"

"Sorry, Xuehui." Song Zhiheng's heart is like a knife. He can't help holding Cheng Xuehui, "I'm sorry, I hurt you..."

"What? What should I do? " Cheng Xuehui felt as if she had fallen into the abyss. "The reporter has taken my photos. If these photos flow out, I will I'll be labeled "porn star". How can I be a pure jade girl in front of the public? My career is ruined. It's ruined! " She held song Zhiheng in her arms and patted him on the back with grief. She was worried about her future.

"Xuehui." Song Zhiheng couldn't bear to say, "are you so worried about your career?"

"Of course, who can I count on without my career?" Cheng Xuehui said.

"You still have me Song Zhiheng feels sad for Cheng Xuehui, who only cares about the future, but doesn't care about his reputation and innocence. Why is it that after such a thing happened, she still thinks about her career all the time, instead of being annoyed or even ashamed to be seen by others?

Song Zhiheng is actually a child. Today is the day when he really becomes a man, but he still doesn't understand women. He didn't know Cheng Xuehui's mind and ambition.

"You?" Cheng Xuehui wiped her tears and asked song Zhiheng, "do you have money?"

"No Song Zhiheng shook his head.

"What about you? I want money, a lot of money, a lot of money, a sum of money that will keep me at ease for the rest of my life Cheng Xuehui said without any taboo.

"But what's the use of all that money? I wish I had enough money. " Song Zhiheng said.

Cheng Xuehui suddenly feels that song Zhiheng is too naive. Listen to song Zhiheng say so, Cheng Xuehui even put the last trace of hope on him back, immediately fell into despair: "but only money can give me a sense of security."

"Xuehui, although I don't have money, I can be a horse and a cow for you. You can do anything you want me to do!" Song Zhiheng took out his own heart, he really want to take out his heart, let Cheng Xuehui see how loyal he is to her.

"Constant." Cheng Xuehui's eyes are still filled with tears. This tear is just right in her eyes. It doesn't fall down, but it has been spinning around in her eyes, which makes Cheng Xuehui's eyes more flexible, but it seems to be a pair of delicate and pitiful. She gently left a light red lipprint on Song Zhiheng's forehead, "thank you."

However, when Cheng Xuehui looks up again, Yu Guang glances at the door of the room and finds a man standing there in a daze. He didn't speak in a dull voice, but just looked into her eyes quietly.

Cheng Xuehui seems to be completely free after the state of death. The corners of her mouth wriggled gently and said to the man at the door, "you see all of them?"

"Yes, I saw it all." Luo Kai finished and slammed the door.