Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"do not want!"

"How could we let Song Yang go out at a time like this?" Zhao Mosheng cried out in alarm, pleading desperately.

"Please, please don't do this."

"Once Yichen leaves, I'll grant you whatever you want!"

"Really."

Song Yang grabbed Zhao Mosheng's chin with his other hand and said calmly:

"But I really can't trust Miss Zhao's character."

"We clearly agreed on a deal, so what did you do, Miss Zhao?"

"If I didn't have some skills, wouldn't Miss Zhao be threatening me with my photos right now?"

"I am a very honest and trustworthy person, so I hate people who go back on their word the most."

"Since Miss Zhao has already made the first move, don't blame me for making the fifteenth."

Chapter 133: The Damaged Wedding Dress in the Bridal Chamber!

Hearing Song Yang's words, Zhao Mosheng felt extremely indignant. It was clearly you who used evidence against my husband to blackmail me.

I only came up with this idea because I didn't want to betray my husband, so how can it all be my fault!

But at this moment, it wasn't a matter of who was right or wrong. Zhao Mosheng knew very well that if she didn't do as Song Yang said, he would definitely leave.

She should let her husband know the truth now, so that Song Yang can send her to prison for twenty years.

She continued to do as Song Yang instructed, making her husband drink the pot of chicken soup, and then, unaware of anything, slept soundly until dawn.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

Sensing Zhao Mosheng's inner turmoil, Song Yang calmly began the timer:

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Honey, drink the chicken soup I made for you before you leave."

At this critical moment, Zhao Mosheng made a choice: she chose to protect their family and bear the hardships brought by Song Yang alone.

"Ok?"

He Yichen, who had just come out of the study with something, laughed upon hearing this:

"Let's drink it when I get back tonight."

"No, it won't taste good at night."

Zhao Mosheng suppressed the humiliation in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes, but for the sake of her family, she still spoke:

"Honey, if you don't drink it now, I'll never cook for you again!"

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it."

He Yichen agreed, a happy and sweet smile spreading across his face.

The effects of sleeping pills take time to take hold. To ensure He Yichen stayed, Song Yang released Zhao Mosheng from his arms.

"Miss Zhao, I'll give you five minutes."

"I'll be out in five minutes. I hope you won't do anything to disappoint me again."

"..."

Zhao Mosheng remained expressionless and silent.

She silently took the towel Song Yang handed her, wrapped it around her neck, and then opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Have you finished washing?"

He Yichen, who had already picked up the bowl of chicken soup from the coffee table, looked at Zhao Mosheng as she came out and said helplessly:

"Mo Sheng, you should drink with us too."

"I'm in a hurry to leave, and I really can't finish such a big pot of water."

Looking at the man she loved, Zhao Mosheng's eyes flickered uncertainly. Finally, she slowly walked over and said softly:

"That was made especially for you."

"Honey, let me feed you."

"..."

Ten minutes flew by.

Song Yang, who has a strong sense of time, came out of the bathroom precisely on time, not a second more or less.

Looking at He Yichen, who was already fast asleep on the dining table, Song Yang nodded in satisfaction and praised Zhao Mosheng, who was sitting beside him silently shedding tears:

“Very good, Miss Zhao.”

"You did not disappoint me again."

As he spoke, Song Yang walked up to Zhao Mosheng, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly:

"Miss Zhao, stop wasting your tears."

"What we're about to do requires you to have plenty of water in your body."

"..."

Early the next morning.

He Yichen, who had been sleeping since yesterday afternoon, woke up in his bridal chamber.

In terms of sleeping, you shouldn't sleep too far away, as this can easily lead to sleep deprivation, nor should you sleep for too long, as this can also cause dizziness and headaches.

He Yichen, who had slept for more than ten hours, was in this situation. Instead of feeling refreshed, he felt dizzy.

"How long have I been asleep?"

He Yichen rubbed his temples and sat up, looking around to make sure he was in his own room.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong, except that the wedding dress he bought for Zhao Mosheng when they got married was found.

At the same time, memories as clear as water surfaced in my mind.

As a renowned lawyer in the industry, He Yichen was naturally able to see through some details to the essence.

He had already guessed that the reason he fell asleep was probably because of the chicken soup Zhao Mosheng made, which likely contained sleeping pills.

However, He Yichen didn't think much of it, and he couldn't possibly have imagined Zhao Mosheng's purpose in doing so.

In his view, Zhao Mosheng was worried about him being too tired from work and was doing this so that he could rest at home.

Because He Yichen knew very well how much his wife loved him, and he also loved Zhao Mosheng.

Thinking about it this way, Huang Xiaoming revealed his signature wicked smile.

No, it was a happy smile that appeared on He Yichen's face. He then got out of bed and went to pick up the wedding dress that had been thrown on the edge of the bed.

"Huh, what happened here?"

There were no strange residues on the wedding dress, but the damage was unavoidable and was noticed by the observant He Yichen.

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Dressed casually at home, with a rosy complexion and a captivating charm that lingered in her eyes, Zhao Mosheng walked in.

When she saw that He Yichen was already awake and holding the wedding dress she had taken off an hour earlier, she was immediately terrified:

Yi Chen, you're awake!

As she spoke, she strode over and snatched the wedding dress away.

He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but when He Yichen looked at his wife, he felt that she looked much prettier than before.

However, he didn't think much of it, after all, in his eyes, Zhao Mosheng was the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Mo Sheng, your wedding dress is torn."

Seeing Zhao Mosheng's (Good Zhao) panic, He Yichen assumed it was due to the wedding dress and comforted her:

"I'll take it to the bridal shop another day and have the manager repair it for you."

"no need."

Zhao Mosheng trembled and shook her head, saying:

"We're already married, why would we need to fix it?"

"Now that it's broken, I'll just throw it away."

Zhao Mosheng breathed a slight sigh of relief when she realized that He Yichen hadn't noticed anything amiss.

At the same time, deep down, Ji also felt a little bit of gratitude towards Song Yang.

Although that bastard went too far, at least he managed to save face a little.

For example, this wedding dress was only slightly torn when I was exerting force, and it didn't leave any marks that were difficult to clean.

If anything were to fall on it, Zhao Mosheng knew very well that there wouldn't be enough time for her to deal with the wedding dress.

Chapters 134: Zhao Mosheng: I need to go on a business trip for a few days!

Keep in mind that Song Yang had only been gone for less than an hour.

During that hour, she first rested for half an hour before she regained some strength to clean up the battlefield.

"threw?"

He Yichen had no idea about any of this. He slept very soundly and didn't wake up even when Zhao Mosheng was screaming beside him.

Upon hearing that Zhao Mosheng wanted to throw away her wedding dress, he asked in confusion:

"Mo Sheng, didn't you say you wanted to keep this wedding dress forever?"

"They say this is our most beautiful memory."

Keep it saved?

The best memories?

Zhao Mosheng felt bitter; it used to be like this.

But now.

Seeing this wedding dress no longer brings to mind the image of walking happily down the aisle with He Yichen.

It was not so much about her time with Song Yang, but rather her experiences with him.

Forget it, Zhao Mosheng didn't want to think about it anymore.

The reason this wedding dress wasn't defiled by Song Yang was not only because he cleaned it thoroughly, but also because he agreed to a request from him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mosheng felt even more bitter and heartbroken, but she dared not go back on her word.

"Yi Chen, there's something I want to tell you."

After calming herself down, Zhao Mosheng said:

"There's a fashion show in Europe in a few days, and my company sent me there to take some photos of the event."

"This is a good thing."

He Yichen, without suspecting anything, said with some regret:

"Unfortunately, I've been quite busy with work these past few days and can't go with you."

good thing?

Zhao Mosheng remained silent, her heart aching, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.

She wasn't going to a European fashion show to take photos; she was accompanying Song Yang on a cruise trip.

And spending a week on a cruise ship, I'm afraid I'll have to torture myself with different things every day.