What’s the coolest one you’ve ever seen?

At the family party, my dad brought back an illegitimate girl.

She was wearing an inappropriate little tuxedo and was afraid to hide behind him.

“Hello, sister. I’m sorry.

My dad touched her head: “Good girl, your sister’s got a bad temper. Sit next to Dad. I’m sorry.

When she passed me, she accidentally stepped on my skirt and tripped in public.

My dad looked at me and said, “She’s your sister. Don’t bully her. I’m sorry.

One.

On the seventh day of my mother’s death, at a family party, my father brought home an illegitimate daughter.

She was wearing a red-coloured tuxedo, stomping on her heels, trying to keep her head up, saying:

“Good evening, aunts and aunts. I’m Song Mingxi. I’m sorry.

On the first seven days of my mother, Song Ming-hee, in a happy red dress, won everyone’s attention.

Because she’s really pretty.

Like her mother, they’re so annoying.

It’s hard to make a bad person’s life when you sound like a good person.

I laughed and said, “I didn’t know there was someone else here today, but I didn’t want you to sit next to me. I’m sorry.

My father touched her head lovingly: “Good girl, your sister’s temper, you sit next to Dad. I’m sorry.

He’s pointing over there, where my mother is.

I smiled and watched them pass by me as a father and son.

Suddenly Song Mingxi stepped on my dress.

She doesn’t wear high heels, she doesn’t have a steady figure, and she’s got a five-way.

Aunt Lau happened to pass by and spilled wine all over her.

She was lying down on the ground, and her skirt was dirty, like a dirty dog, with her head upside down, and she cried, “Dad, I’m sorry.

“She’s your sister. Don’t bully her! My dad looked at me so hard, he bended over and pulled Song Ming up, “It’s all right, Dad takes you there. I’m sorry.

Before tonight, I was a recognized heir to the Song family. But now Song Ming-hee too, and she’s more fond of me than me.

At dinner, he announced in front of everyone:

“Mingxi will live at home, and you will listen to her. I’m sorry.

Mom Liu hums, “Okay. I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hye came to embarrass the family.

I loved to eat, and Song Ming-hee loved to eat, and finally, somehow, my dad moved to her place and put it on her plate.

But she kept her head down all night, ate little, and said nothing.

“What’s wrong? I don’t like it.”

Song Ming-hee shakes his head, “Dad, I miss Mom. I’m sorry.

And as soon as my father was stiff, he took a glance at me and whispered, “Bring your mother to me soon.” I’m sorry.

When Song Ming-hye heard it, he showed a smile and started eating.

I know her mother, she wanted to be Mrs. Song.

Once in the past, he was thrown out by the security guard, and now he’s a bit smarter.

I gave Liu a look and her plate was removed.

“What do you mean, my dad’s face? She’s your sister!”

“My mom’s rules are cold and bad, so don’t eat. I smiled, I was gentle, “Dad, Mingxi came back, I didn’t know anything. If you don’t want me to teach, teach yourself. I’m sorry.

Song Ming swallowed saliva and stared at the meat that Liu had taken, and was sarcastic: “Dad, I understand, I don’t have to teach her.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. I waited for my dad.

Did she really think that being in the upper class was enough to be a celebrity?

I’ve had more than 20 years in my hands than she’ll ever get.

My dad understood that too.

He looked at Song Ming-hee’s black pepper sauce on the corner of his lips, grazed his eyes, relieved himself, “Ming-hee, follow your sister’s rules. I’m sorry.

I put down my knife and fork and I said, “Now, get off my mother’s seat. I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hee cried.

In front of everyone, one tear at a time.

“Dad, is there no place for me in this house? I’m sorry.

I put a chair next to me.

“Here is your place, in order and in order. This is your first lesson. Or you’ll be laughed when you’re middle age. I’m sorry.

The relatives were whispering, and they were laughing.

My implied father got dark and coughed.

She was afraid, “Dad, I’m afraid of sister…”

I poured a glass of wine, and I said, “I’m your closest sister. How can you be afraid of me? I’m sorry.

My dad realized the seriousness of the problem, and he put up his face, “Mingxi, with your sister, you can learn a lot. I’m sorry.

Auntie smiled, “We’re still young ladies, we’ll probably be counting on them later. I’m sorry.

I bend my lips and say, “My dad doesn’t have a boy. Who else can I count on? I’m sorry.

That reminds me once again that my father’s commercial empire is in danger, after all, there’s a grown-up son under his second aunt.

If Song Ming-hye does not make any progress, then what he can rely on will be mine.

“Sit over there. My dad’s words are tougher.

Song Ming-hye hesitated to come over and repositioned his food to a vegetable salad.

“It’s not good to eat meat at night. Have some vegan. I’m sorry.

I looked at Song Ming’s white festivities and turned my head and kept chilling with my aunts and uncles.

Of course Song Ming-hee can’t talk.

When I went to the street and ran into Song Mingxi, she grabbed my father and her mother and said:

“Your dad, now my dad, so your stuff, and then mine. I’m sorry.

She doesn’t know anything. She wants everything from one identity and my dad’s love.

This dream, it’s time to wake up.

Two.

After dinner, Liu knocked on the door and said Jiang Woo was here.

Jiang Woo is my fiancé.

I sat by the window, I wore glasses, and I cleaned up my mother’s belongings, and I said, “Come on, buy him a glass of water and then send it away. I’m sorry.

He went overseas with his uncle for a few years, and we haven’t met since we got engaged.

It belongs to the individual state.

Liu’s mother hesitated for half a day and was not happy to say: “Madame Second is talking to Mr. Jiang. I’m sorry.

I’ll pick the end of my eyebrow, get up and push the door, and look down at the second floor at the pole.

Song Mingxi changed her clothes, wearing plain jeans, a loose white knitted sweater, with hair covered in waves, and was pure and pure.

Brother-in-law, I’ve never been to my sister’s school and I’ve been living in Little County. Can you teach me English? I’m sorry.

And the eyes of the devout God-seeing made the Zaeyu a good use.

He’s on his legs, he’s focused and tender, “Yeah, I know your sister well. I’m sorry.

Song Mingxi drew a hair in his ear and came close in red. I’m sorry.

She’s really hungry.

I took pictures of both of them.

Turn around back to the house.

The next day, I walked into Jiang Group’s office with a bag and found Uncle Jiang’s office without hindrance.

After all, he’s the master of the Gang.

As soon as he opened the door, he turned against the light and sat in his chair by the window and was on the phone.

The gold frame glasses reflect the cold light and even the art of speech is inexorable.

I scrambled the washed picture down on Ezekiel’s desk and sat across my arms.

Jiangji gave me, like, a little bit of cold eyebrow, and soon the phone ended.

“Can I help you?”

He goes back to his body, folds his finger and looks at me at the desk.

He used to call me “Down.”

Now, I’m his “brother-in-law” and that’s all I can say.

I got my heels and I kicked, “Look for yourself. I’m sorry.

In the picture, Kang-woo’s hand reached Song Myung-hee’s thigh.

“What do you want to do? I’m sorry.

“Retired. I’m sorry.

“I don’t think it’s that serious. I’m sorry.

There are no more corrupt businessmen than Jiang Shih.

From the moment my first list was planted in his hands, and for decades, the mall had fought countless times, and he managed to take over and become a business giant.

Now he’s trying to lock me up with his nephew so that Song can bow to him.

I’m holding my hand on the table, and I’m looking at him, and I’m telling you. I’m sorry.

He took his eyes off, he squeezed his nose, and said, “It’s not a play. I’m sorry.

As a result of the marriage, the Jiang Song family became a part of the business.

It’s inappropriate to quit now.

I know, but I’ve had enough of this shit.

I’ve been working on the news every day, and I’ve been dealing with this mess for years.

And I looked at his face, and it began to come out.

“Scumbag, take care of your nephew. If I catch you again, I’ll blow up your office! I’m sorry.

There’s a rare blank on Jiang Shih’s face.

Bang!

I threw myself into the door.

The secretaries standing at the door of the secretary’s room in a row, quelling and smiling, “Miss Song, this way!”

After my engagement, I’ve come to Jiang Siu’s office a year, and I can’t count.

It’s not enough for Jiang Woo to let Jiangsu go, nor will Song’s shareholders agree to my first dissolution.

The only way to do this is to get Jiang Si-chul to come forward.

I had a hard time not having a chance before, and now I have.

Back home, my dad was teaching Song Ming-hee golf.

She was so cute, and every move was wrong.

“Mingxi, after Dad, you and your mother have lived. I’m sorry.

I was standing at the door, and I got sick of it, and I wanted to pass by without seeing it.

SONG Ming-hye raised the golf clubs with a slightly provocative question: “Will sister?” Did Dad ever teach her before?”

I finally found my way out.

I waved to Song Ming-hye: “Come here. I’m sorry.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

I went over there myself, and I grabbed her neck, and I pulled out my phone before my dad went off:

“You’ve been booked for financial studies, starting in half an hour, eight hours a day, and after school. Let’s get this straight before we think about golf. I’m sorry.

My dad swallowed a dead fly and forced a smile out of his face. I’m sorry.

“I’m more concerned about my life. After all, playing golf doesn’t keep her safe for life. I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hye is staring at my dad, “Dad, I don’t want to learn. I’m sorry.

Song Mingxi is just like her mother, and he’s lazy and he’s just trying to put himself in the position.

This time my dad didn’t say anything. I walked out of the yard with Song Myung-hee’s collar.

“Let her stay outside tonight. I’m upset. Don’t come back. I’m sorry.

“Song Art!” I knew you weren’t being nice! Song Ming-hee tore his face, “I’ll tell Dad. I’m sorry.

I put her in the window, I cooled her face, and I said, “Be serious or I’ll find someone to do you.” I’m sorry.

“Just pretend. I’m sorry.

“Your mother lives here, right? Old-fashioned residential buildings. It’s common to get old, isn’t it? I’m sorry.

Driver: Yes. I’m sorry.

Song’s high-toe posture was aging, and when he was in the car, his face was white.

I opened up the circle of friends and saw the dynamics of Eu-woo: was the finance class boring, did anyone come?

It’s a pleasure to turn off the phone screen and transfer money to the gossip reporter and wait for the show.

There’s a charity party tonight.

I wore a white fish tail skirt, rolled a big wave, and when I got out, I found a black Rolls-Royce parked in front of the hotel.

I stepped on an 8cm heel, passed by, walked back a few steps, bended over and knocked on the car glass.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I was bending and laughing, “I don’t know if Uncle Jiang is here. I’m sorry.

Tonight, I prepared a big gift for him.

I can’t help feeling better when I’m thinking about Ezekiel.

Jiang Shui opened the door and approached the head of a metre so that I was ashamed of myself in high heels.

After a brief stopover on my body, Jiang Shih looked at me and said, “Let’s wear more next time. I’m sorry.

I pushed the big waves and raised the skirts of fish tails, softly saying, “Take care of yourself.” I’m sorry.

Then he grunted and walked in a good mood.

This evening was a charity party organized by A’s many merchants and celebrities, and the arrival of Jiang Shih has undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention.

He walks in the middle of the sea, and his suit is in shape and he’s stifling.

There will soon be more of them.

I’m busy with Ezekiel, and there’s room for me to walk among the mall elite and look for the next chance to get rich.

Halfway after the party, I held half a glass of wine and leaned drunk on the corner couch, and found Song Ming had a circle of friends.

In the photo, her hands were folded with another man, with the text: “True Love is innocent.” I’m sorry.

It’s her.

Soon, a small window came out of the phone: “Song’s second-rate girl is having an affair with Jiang Woo.” Are you under threat from Song’s fiancée? I’m sorry.

In the picture, Song Ming-hee is standing next to Jiang-woo with a soft face.

I sent a message to the secretary without touching him: “Buy a hot door and don’t go to sleep tonight.” I’m sorry.

I raised my head against Jiang Si-chul.

His eyebrows were dark and his thin lips were tight, apparently having received information.

And I covered my lips with joy, and raised him a glass of wine, and when I drank, I laughed.

This time, sort of touched a tiger’s ass.

Because Jiang Shih has drawn the crowd and walked towards me.

In a little while, he came to me, “You did it? I’m sorry.

I’m a little drunk, “Uncle, what are you talking about?”

I’ve got my wrist, I’ve got my glasses, “Down, drunk, don’t drink.” I’m sorry.

“Now can we declare the dissolution of the marriage? Otherwise it’s gonna be big. We’re not gonna let anybody do it. I’m sorry.

I’m drunk, but I’m thinking clearly, and I’m not missing anything.

Ezekiel was quiet for a while, “You’re right, it’s time for the wedding to be dissolved. I’m sorry.

His cold pine fragrance drilled into his nasal cavity, some of which relied on the desires of the past.

I turned my head and fell on him. “Please, my driver’s outside. Take me out. Thank you. I’m sorry.

You’re good at it. You’re good at it.

In the cold, I look to the right, “Oh, my driver isn’t here? I’m sorry.

I sneeze after all.

I’ll give you a ride. I’m sorry.

He took me to his Rolls-Royce.

I’ve got a contact with the cab driver, and I’ve picked a familiar out of a bunch of addresses on my cell phone.

I don’t want to go home, so I’m going to spend the night downtown.

The driver looked back at me and stopped talking.

I was lying on my back and I was saying, “You’re talking about the C-C business next month? I’m sorry.

Riverside bends his lips and says, “Down, this is business secrets. I’m sorry.

I didn’t expect anything useful from him.

Stuck up, I fell asleep in the window.

Soon after, the driver reminded me, “Miss Song, here we are. I’m sorry.

I opened my eyes, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

Pushing the door off, I walk into the building with light memories.

In the elevator, a large hand with a wristwatch reached behind him and took a step forward.

I’ll turn around and say, “You’re welcome, you don’t have to go upstairs. I’m sorry.

Jiangji took a look at me and took the lead in the elevator.

He doesn’t want to go to my house.

I was down all the way down, looking at the information on the phone, and I found 1203 families, and I was able to push down the code door, and the door was open.

So We turned to the door, and said to Ezekiel, “I have come to my home, and I will not be able to return.” I’m sorry.

“This is my home.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

3

It took me a minute to digest the news.

“Your house? “Mr. Jiang, did you use my birthday as a password?” I’m sorry.

I’m laughing at Ezekiel. “Who set it up, don’t you remember? I’m sorry.

“It’s still me.”

In the middle of the matter, I suddenly remembered last year’s wine game, in which Jiang Shui was present, and we were fighting over a business.

Finally, Jiangjiang won the contract.

I drank a little red wine, and I followed him all the way, as if…

I followed him to the door, I thought I was home, and I lost my password.

He’s groaning, “Down, 2722. I’m sorry.

“No, you don’t know shit.”

Jiang Shih looks at me like this until the door is locked because of too many mistakes.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Si-chul and I were crouched in the hall and recoded.

“Who do you want to lose?”

“0401. I was lying next to him laughing, with my cheeks on, “My birthday. I’m sorry.

Jiang Shui didn’t say anything and changed the code decisively.

I swayed and stood up and stopped at the door, “My house is here and you can’t come in.”

“Things, I suggest you shut up and go to bed now. I’m sorry.

I was dragged into the house that night, thrown on the bed and slept under the hood.

The next day I woke up and saw a tired, tired face, and I lost face.

And then it’s really hard to forget.

At this moment, Jiang Shifu stands below the steps and spreads his hand unharmed:

“The painting, I didn’t think the same thing would happen twice. I’m sorry.

My face was red, so I went out in peace.

Ezekiel, where are you going? I’m sorry.

“Sleep somewhere else. I’m sorry.

“Doesn’t it hurt? “Come in, it’s not like you haven’t slept. I’m sorry.

“…”

It’s hard for me to have a minute without sarcasm.

To be honest, the foot step on the 8cm heels has left my foot unconscious.

The heel has already been covered with blood.

I had a lid on my head and I swung my head into Jiang Shih’s apartment, and I left a polite sentence: “It’s so late, it’s so disturbing. I’m sorry.

Jiang Shih used to get used to my hypocritical face and grunted a few times and picked a brand new pair of lady slippers from the shoe closet.

It’s all set. It’s probably not too often with women.

When I came in, I kicked off his heels, and I threw my bare feet on the sofa of Jiang Shih’s house and spread my hair.

I was looking at the phone news when Ezekiel came in with the medicine box.

“Mr. Jiang, it’s a bit faster to break the contract, or tomorrow will be a big day, and neither of us will be able to finish. I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry. I’m sorry.

Zejiang suddenly held my ankle and the wet cotton stamped on the wound.

The pain came, and I was whistling, and instinctively strangling.

It took a lot of effort to drag it back, “Steal, don’t move. I’m sorry.

The warmth of the palms permeated into my skin, and the guacamole was very light, with his abdomen holding his skin on his ankles, with a little bit of patience.

In comparison, my ankle looks so thin, in his big hand, white and fragile.

I looked at him with my chin, and looked at his side, and I said, “If you don’t think about being the son-in-law of Song, I’m sorry.

“What bad idea are you holding?” I’m sorry.

“Well,” I put out a stop, “so all your business is mine. I’m sorry.

“As you wish. Jiang Si-chul smiled and put a Band-Aid on me, “including me.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know yet.

I pulled my foot out of his hand, and I said, “Bye, you and Jiang Woo. I’m sorry.

But Kang-woo and I were bragging about his uncle changing eight girlfriends a month.

I was just about to get up and take a bath, and suddenly, a familiar and dangerous heat came.

I’ll stay in that position and stay put.

“What’s wrong? “Esquire the medical kit and look at it.”

He’s been in love for a long time.

I hesitated to ask, “Do you have a sanitary towel?” I’m sorry.

The eyes of Jiang Si-chul were frozen in my face for a second, slowly and patiently confirming: “The sanitary towels? I’m sorry.

In that moment, I felt like I had some sort of brain failure.

“Yes,” I bit my teeth. “No?”

“No…” is subtle and even serious, “Wait, there’s a supermarket downstairs. I’m sorry.

He picked up his clothes and got out again.

When I was sitting in the toilet, Jiang Shui called.

After that, Jiang Shio’s voice was tight: “What brand?” I’m sorry.

“Whatever. I’m sorry.

“and length…”

I scratched my head, “The longer the better…”

Then I heard Jiang Shui turn around and say to the salesman, “Come and pack the sanitary towels, as long as you want, the brand is free.” I’m sorry.

It’s like talking about a few billion-dollar list.

I was desperate to cover my face…

The salesman’s got a good attitude. It’s just a little quick.

“Sir, if your girlfriend’s got a lot of time, you’ll recommend aunt’s pants.

I bet these words are strange words that Jiang Shifu has never been in contact with since he was a businessman.

Because long after she had said it, Jiang Si-soo was still silent and asked after a meeting: “What pants? I’m sorry.

“Uncle Pants. I’m sorry.

He took a deep breath, “Yes, thank you. I’m sorry.

“What sign do you want, sir? I’m sorry.

All, yes.

I sat on the toilet, hung up the phone, and I laughed so badly.

In a while, the bathroom door was knocked.

Immediately thereafter, the door opened a small sew, and the hand of Jiang Si-chul caught a plastic bag in the eye.

A bag of sanitary towels was put together at night with a plethora of aunts’ pants, and his long, white fingers were tied together, which was in some cases contrary to peace.

I smiled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Jiang is very knowledgeable. I’m sorry.

Bang.

Jiang Shui brought the door.

Upon completion of the treatment from the bathroom, Jiang Shui is sitting at the table, and there is a glass of red sugar on the table.

We looked at each other, and I couldn’t bear it, and we pulled our lips.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

I’ll take my red sugar.

“What difference does it make between a sanitary towel and an aunt’s pants?” I’m sorry.

The water strangled into my lungs, and I bent on my back, and I couldn’t breathe, and I was all red.

I found out that he was really thinking about it, and he said, “Why is it that General Jiang found business opportunities again? I’m sorry.

He handed me a piece of paper, and he helped me with my breath, and he laughed, and he said, “The next time, buy the hand. I’m sorry.

“Do yourself a good job…” I ran away from Ezekiel and sat on the couch and brushed my phone.

Jiang Shui is on the phone, listening to the C-C list.

A short while ago, C-C made a special visit to A-City, and I accompanied Jiang Se-Chi, and finally he chose to work with Jiang Se-Chi.

I’m staring at him face to face.

He sensed my eyes, turned his head, and returned to his self-righteous attitude: “The eyes are not dead.” I’m sorry.

I knocked on the table, I looked at the clock at the corner, and…

My cell phone was ringing with Jiang Si-chul.

My secretary texted me: “Mr. Song, the list of C-town was taken. We signed the contract before Jiang’s! I’m sorry.

I’m laughing, and I spent an afternoon in the middle of the sun in C-C, and it was hard to get his wife.

Until such time as a contract has been signed, everyone is able to do so.

The black eye of Jiang Shih is replete with a text message from the business.

“It’s a shame to cheer up Jiang. I’m sorry.

That’s why I’m pointing the wrong way tonight, and Jiang Shui didn’t say anything because he needed to take the lead and sign a contract with Zhong.

I drank all this red sugar, and I was sorry to say, “Mr. Jiang, the eyes don’t kill the dead.” Do you want to talk about it? I’m sorry.

“I’m thinking…” And he took his lips off, and he looked at it with a little smile, and he said, “Why didn’t you just put the poison in your red sugar?” I’m sorry.

I smiled with joy, “The business is business, and tonight I remember it. I’ll help you when you’re in trouble. It’s cold at night. I’m sorry.

Jiang Shih’s answer was very informative, “Okay. I’m sorry.

There was a guest room at the Esquire’s, and I pushed in and found that it was completely two paintings outside.

More like for a girl.

I laughed, “Mr. Jiang, you won’t have a daughter. I’m sorry.

Ezekiel ignored me and leaned on the door opposite the main bedroom, took off his glasses and wiped it off, “It’s for you. You like it. I’m sorry.

On the wall of the bedroom, with a pair of thorn roses.

It was taken last year at the auction at high prices. I didn’t expect to hang here.

Open the closet and it’s full of real silk skirts that have not yet been removed.

Every one of them is very expensive.

It was so hard for me to wear a tuxedo, so I changed it and turned it on and transferred money to Jiang Shih.

Black lace, relatively conservative design, stylish hammers.

I don’t see it.

I’m tired for a day, and I fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by the abdominal strangulation and was sweating cold.

A couple of cold drinks at night became the culprits of my pain.

I turned on my phone and found that a number of nearby pharmacies were closed and had to bite their teeth and get a hot water.

At 2 a.m., a small light was on the living room, and Jiang Shih was sitting on the couch with a pile of material scattered in front of him, and he took his glasses and kept his eyes closed on the back of the couch.

The light sews out his axy-earth handsome shadow.

When the door was opened, Jiangji opened his eyes and saw me standing at the door in black laces.

He didn’t move, he cleaned me up, and ended up in my face, and his voice was dumb, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I have some regrets for the power I have given to Jiangji before I go to bed, and I am embarrassed to say, “Do you have any painkillers?” I’m sorry.

The severe sting made my eyes black.

I hold the wall and try to be normal. Don’t be ashamed.

But I overestimated myself, and I went down against the wall.

The next second, Jiangjio stretches out and grabs me in the back, stopping the downward trend.

The temperature follows the back of the waist and penetrates the nightgown.

I’ll get it for you. I’m sorry.

His voice calmed and easily calmed me.

I leaned on him, “Wait for me…”

I didn’t even listen to you.

He touched my wet forehead, pulled out a paper towel and wiped it, and then went to the living room to get a brand-new box of Broven and a hot water.

“Get up and take your medicine. I’m sorry.

“Thank you, I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.

I’m sweating, and my nightgown’s all over me.

Jiang Shik put the capsule on my lips, “Open your mouth. I’m sorry.

I can’t beat him. I’m holding the capsule.

The lips accidentally rubbed the fingertips of Jiangshi, hot and some rough.

He leaned his eyes, passed the water, helped me carry the capsule down.

I drank a little fast, and the water spilled.

The bead follows the collarbone and slips into the nightingale.

I’ll be right outside. I’m sorry.

After that, he walked out in a hurry and took the door.

4

The painkillers will work soon.

I had a good night’s sleep, and the next morning I woke up in my sleep by an impassioned guest outside the door.

“…I don’t like Song’s paintings, I like them, I like them, I like them, I like them, I like them. I’m sorry.

“I don’t interfere with your feelings, but your engagement with the painting has been cancelled, and I hope you’ll have some peace of mind in the near future. “I’m sorry.

My engagement with Kang-woo was dissolved last night.

After a night of fermentation, no one probably knows.

Next second, the voice of Song Mingxi:

“Uncle, I am also the Son’s daughter, and I will have a share of Song’s family, and I’m no worse than my sister, and Kang-woo and I really love each other. I’m sorry.

She’s a ghost.

I pulled a shawl around and opened the door and walked out.

The moment when Ezekiel came to me, it was as if he had been attached to me, and he sent me through Song Mingxi and Jiang Woo, sitting next to him.

I’ve been rubbing my sour neck, and I’ve had a yawn, and I’ve been looking at the two of you.

“Yo, what a coincidence. Yesterday’s clothes didn’t change at all. It was a night out. I’m sorry.

Jiangji took a look at me and pulled me a cape.

“Can you speak?” What do you mean, “awesome”?

“What do you call a sarcasm? I’m sorry.

“And you, Song, how can you say me? I’m sorry.

“Oh, you sleep with my sister. I sleep with your uncle. It’s fair. I’m on Ezekiel, “It’s not like you’re the only one who can do it. I’m sorry.

Jiangji’s lips were drawn, and there was no objection.

I can’t believe it. What is she, you…?

“Jan Woo,” he said, “I can’t talk, I can send you back to school.” I’m sorry.

Kang-woo’s face is black and he doesn’t dare to fart.

Song Ming-hye got his fist tight, as if he’d given up.

“Uncle, I admit it was wrong to rob my sister’s fiancé. But Kang-woo and her sister were married before. Why can’t I come? I’m sorry.

After saying one word, do not forget to teach me, “Sir, no more anger, no more jokes about your innocence.” My mother said, “A girl needs to know her pride and love.”

I got up and poured a glass of water.

Song Ming-hye continues, “…and from the very beginning, I’m an illegitimate girl, but I’m not an asshole, and I’m sure I’m cleaner than most girls. I’m sorry.

I had a cup, “Are we done? I’m sorry.

Song Ming’s face is red, revealing the glowing after the quick-out, as if she had finally become known today as a illegitimate daughter for years.

I smiled, “Thank you, your bullshit, stinks.” I’m sorry.

After that, a glass of water fell on Song Ming-hee’s face, and in her screeching and crying, I took my coat on the couch and wrapped it in my body, and the clouds fell and put on high heels:

Mr. Jiang, please take my sister home safely. Thank you for your hospitality. I’m sorry.

He said, “You haven’t eaten yet.”

The rest has been blocked.

So I didn’t know, after I left, Ezekishi looked on the table with a hot breakfast and looked a little cooler. I’m sorry.

He held Song Myung-hee and shouted, “Uncle!” You saw that woman! Like a psycho!”

“Go back and pack up and get ready to study abroad.” I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hye can’t believe it.

“It seems your father didn’t teach you.”

“I don’t like people climbing their relatives. Kang-woo is leaving the country, Miss Song, I suggest you listen to your sister and teach. I’m sorry.

I got a car by the road.

At the intersection, it was discovered that the announcement of the dissolution of the marriage between the Jiang Song families had been placed on it.

I’m feeling a lot better.

I asked my assistant to send a washing suit, to hold a hot water bag for a day in his office, and when I came home from work, I pushed the door and heard a woman crying.

It was only when Song Myung-hee and her mother were sitting on the couch, both with their eyes red and crying the same way.

Song Minghye’s mother was wearing her mother’s emerald bracelet on her wrist, wearing my mother’s clothes and saying:

“Honey, as of today, I live in this house! Who dares bully us? I’m sorry.

I can’t believe she couldn’t wait to get to my mother’s place the next day.

When Liu saw me, she lifted her voice from far away: “Yo, the lady is back! I’m sorry.

Their conversation stopped.

I look at Willow Chun-hwa with an unhappiness, gentle and politely:

“How come Mingxi didn’t tell me that Aunt Liu is here? I’m sorry.

If you’re going to be in trouble, you’ll be stuck in your throat, open your mouth, and you’ll be in a hard way. I’m sorry.

It’s been years.

When Willow Chun-hwa came to me while my mother was away, he said, “Your father will abandon you and your mother.” I’m sorry.

I was scared of my parents getting divorced.

A woman so vicious, in front of my father, always pretending to be pathetic and helpless.

I took off my coat, and I looked down and found Willow Chun-hwa wearing my mom’s slippers, and smiled a little flat, and then came quietly to my dad and sat down.

Yoo Chun-hwa’s hands were a little rough, and his movements caught a new silk skirt, and he got silk, and he ruined a good meal.

My dad coughed, and he said, “Dude, from today on, your Aunt Willow lives at home. I’m sorry.

Not even an explanation. Just let me know.

Song Myung-seong hides in Willow Chun-hwai. “Mom, I’m in love with Jiang-woo, sister won’t let me. I’m sorry.

Yew Chun-hwa took the original gesture, “I know you have a high heart and a low regard for marriage, but it’s not easy for your father, me and Ming-hye know how to hurt your father. You don’t want it. I’m sorry.

My father looked at me and said, “What are you throwing at your sister today in front of the river?” I’m sorry.

When I was a kid, I made a mistake. That’s what my dad was like.

When he comforted me, he said, “This is what Daddy loves you.” I’m sorry.

Then it became clear that it was all farts and that it was better to expect Song Bong’s lover than the pig’s son.

At this moment, they look like a family.

I laughed, “Isn’t she supposed to? I’m sorry.

“What kind of attitude are you? “My father’s eyebrows wrinkled.

Willow Chun-hwa suddenly choked: “Have I been hiding in a small county for years with my brightness, and I can not enjoy it, but I am not happy with her. She is young. She has not seen you. I’m sorry.

My dad seems to have been brought up with sad things. I’m sorry.

I was supposed to be in peace.

He’s sorry for Willow Chun-hwa and Song Ming-hee.

I held on to my hand, and I spoke in peace.

“Ezeshi’s divorce was due to the scandal of Song Mingxi, who robbed my fiancé and was known to entertainers. Last night, Song Minghye spoke openly in the community of friends: True Love is innocent. Dad, you should know how much this has affected our family. I’m sorry.

My dad went over the circle, “Why didn’t I see it? I’m sorry.

I just pulled out an entertainment gossip article in front of three of them.

“Song Myung-sung’s mother, the daughter, followed by Song’s DNA = the three cultures?” I’m sorry.

My dad’s all blue, “Who the hell told you to sue him!”

“Do you want a family to sue? Besides, are they wrong? I’m sorry.

“I didn’t take it! You couldn’t catch him yourself! He will! Song Myung-hee shouts, “Are you particularly afraid that I will take your things? Song, you’re scared!”

“Honey, my name is no good, but do you want her to suffer this? I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Dad, look, it’s just a simple story, with less than 200 people browsing at me and Aunt Willow crying. If you can’t control your emotions, will you give them the burden of marriage? If Aunt Yoo lives in our house and the reporters are stuck in front of the door tomorrow, how do you make sure that they will be calm enough to finish the interview without leaving their hands on the reporters? I’m sorry.

My dad’s got a blue face and his lips on him.

Willow Chun-hwa wiped his tears and calmed his emotions. “I can do it, I can do it. I’m sorry.

Ran, my mother, was able to walk in the upper ladies’ social circle and did a lot for my dad.

She really thinks she’s just like her in my mom’s clothes and my mom’s jewelry?

My dad looked at me, and he looked away, and he said, “Don’t worry, once or twice, it always works out. I’m sorry.

He was also aware of the loss, but remained committed to protecting both of them.

“Okay,” I called the secretary, “Tomorrow, we’ll have a press conference at Song’s, the chairman will be married, and Ms. Yeung-hwa will be there.” I’m sorry.

Wait! I’m…

I’ll break up with you and say, “It’s okay, Aunt Yoo, take it easy. I’ll help you practice. I’m sorry.

I looked her in the eyes, and I sneered with a chilly smile: “Please ask Ms. Willow Chunhua, what’s the point of you being a trio?” For Mr. Song’s money or for humans?”

“I love his people, and we are not polite.”

“Miss Song Mingxi is the same age as Song’s drawings. How did you seduce Mr. Song?” I’m sorry.

Willow Chun-hwa’s face is white, and my dad’s eyebrowing and he’s strangling his fist.

How do you understand the word “slut”? I’m sorry.

“What do you think of Song Myung-hye’s daughter? I’m sorry.

Willow Chun-hwa is shaking.

“How do you explain her infatuation? I’m sorry.

“Have you taught your own daughter to be a third person?”

“Stop it! Stop it! “The voice of Willow Chunhua was sharp, and the teapot was smashed in my face. I didn’t hide, a big bag was smashed on my forehead, and I broke my skin.

Song Mingxi cried long ago, covered his ears, whispered.

I’m still smiling and I end up looking like my dad:

“Is Song’s culture openly promoted? This is contrary to Song’s brand idea. How do you explain this scandal to the public? I’m sorry.

Enough! “My father’s hand was on the table, he was breathing fast, and his forehead was flaccid.

I’m covering my forehead, “These are the articles from the press.” Aunt Yoo, you hurt me today and tomorrow, will you hurt the press? My dad’s got to be decent, and my mom’s been working hard for him for years. I’m sorry.

My dad noticed my wounds, and he saw a slight pain in my eyes. I’m sorry.

Blood sews down the fingers.

I don’t care. Go on, “Dad, ask yourself, am I bad for Song Ming-hye?” I gave her a financial lesson, and she turned around and hooked up with Jiang Woo, and ran to Jiang Siu, asking for her replacement. You know better than I do. We’ll change the day and the day. Let’s start with him. What’ll we get in A? I’m sorry.

My dad looked different in a second. He was staring at Song Mingxi. “What did you say? I’m sorry.

It appears that Song Ming’s complaint was motivated.

“She said that in the future the Song family would have her share, that she would be no worse than me, and that she would be a better match for me. I leaned back and asked Liu to treat the wounds for me, and where my father could not see, a provocative smile was shown to both of them, adding, “She also said that your will will write her name sooner or later.” I’m sorry.

“You fart! Song’s drawings are pouring out! You denigrate me!” Song’s joy will jump up.

Mrs. Liu opened her mouth in due course and interrupted Song Mingxi’s words, “Hey, Missy, didn’t you go to the temple the other day to ask for a talisman for the gentleman? I’m sorry.

And I laughed, “I don’t have a mother, I’ll have a father, I want him to live a hundred years. I’m sorry.

My dad’s old, and he’s been focusing on feeding in recent years.

One is looking forward to his death, and the other is looking forward to his life, and he knows one of the words of his heart, Canary.

He said, “Where is the amulet?” I’m sorry.

Mrs. Lau pulled it out of her pocket. “The day before yesterday, sir, when you went to pick up Miss Er, the young lady went and came home with a cold. I’m sorry.

He had a loose face, some guilt and remorse, and “painting.”

I looked at the time, I was bored, I was suffocating, “Dad, I hope you’re okay. I’m sorry.

“Girl … don’t…” “I don’t want them to say that to me.” I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hye is weak, “Dad, she made it all up I didn’t…”

The noises in the living room are disturbing.

He interrupted Willow Chun-hwa and Song Ming-hye with patience.

“Come on, I’m going on a business trip, you two. Let the painting do it. I’m sorry.

After that, my dad won’t come back.

The sound of the car covered their tears.

Until the car got far away, I pulled out a paper towel, wiped my tears, “Mama Lau, get her cleaned up. I’m sorry.

While Liu Chun-hwa was still not responding, Liu led several others to her and pressed her on the couch.

The screams of Willow Chun-hwa’s anger were heard in the crowd.

“Song’s painting! Let go of my mother!”

I smiled, and I pulled Song Ming-hee, “A bracelet is $700,000. It’s not your mother. It’s just a burglar. I’m sorry.

“You fart!”

“Mom Liu, call the police and pull out my mother’s bedroom surveillance and hand it over to the police. I’m sorry.

# Willow Chun’s eyes are red and he screams # I’m your father’s wife. What else is in this house? I’m sorry.

I walked down the street and threw my hand at Willow Chun-hwa, “Look at this house, nothing but Song Ming-hee. I’m sorry.

“You’re a bad girl! I’m sorry.

Pop!

I slapped her again, grabbed her hair, forced her to look up at me and smiled.

” Aunt Willow, I’ve just come to ask you to go to jail. I’m sorry.

When the police came to the door, Song Ming-hye looked pale and she had never seen such a big battle.

“Call your father! I’m sorry.

Song Ming-hye has been busy and has not been able to get through.

I stood with my arms and looked at her and reminded her, “Mingxie, my father is abroad and has to fight internationally. I’m sorry.

Song Myung-hyun did not fight internationally, and in the end she had to watch Liu Chun-hwa being taken away by the police.

Song Myung-hye collapsed and said, “Song Chan, I’m Dad’s child. This is a fact that neither you nor I can change. I know you’re prejudiced against me, but you ask yourself, if I had been in your education since I was a kid, would it be like this? You’re just starting from higher than me, not necessarily better than me. I’ve been number one in class since I was a kid. I went to the best college in the country, and I got a scholarship every year. Song, how dare you compete with me? What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.

I looked at her and said, “Do you understand? What did you say? Did you study? Did you study? I’m sorry.

Song Myung-hye was asked without a word.

“If you think you’re going to be a man, you can do nothing, you can wander around, you can make love with the rich and the wise, and you can go to the top of your life and you can go back to your place as early as possible. I took out a schedule and threw it at her, “I told Dad, afterward, not only financial lessons, but also English, etiquette, administration, you’re going. Three months, without results, there’s no need to stay at Song’s. I’m sorry.

Song Mingxi is obviously not satisfied with my arrangement, “How can I finish this?” Don’t lecture me with your tall, tall face. I’m sorry.

But she doesn’t know I’ve been here since I was a kid.

I don’t want to hear another word from Song Ming See-do: “Mom Liu, watch her and call my dad if you don’t listen. I’m sorry.

After that, I drove out of the villa.

5

The wind of the night awakened me a lot.

I parked in front of a bar and threw the keys to the valet.

The bar is a VIP membership system, with relatively few people.

I sat at the bar and I ordered an orange juice and listened to people singing with my head.

I sat alone, thinking of my mother, who had suffered all these years.

My mom was with my dad when he started his business, and he was eating two meals from the beginning.

Then my mom worked for years, got stomach cancer, and the last few months, I was there.

Song Feng never saw it once.

I hate a lot of people, but in fact, the one who should hate most is him.

I rubbed the head around the gauze, and it hurt.

An orange juice at the bottom, and I got up and I was leaving, and I was suddenly blocked.

“Yo, Song’s painting is so low-headed. It’s a bit of a bit of a bite.

I looked up and saw Jiang-woo in his pocket, holding a glass of wine and standing in front of me.

Behind him, a group of young people got up.

“Sister-in-law. I’m sorry.

“She deserves to be your sister-in-law? And don’t look at yourself. I’m sorry.

“That’s, there’s no understanding of yesterday’s sister, or call her out again. I’m sorry.

In their eyes, Song Ming-hee is just a man who can play around.

I get up and walk away in their bad laughs.

“Song Pilgrim, apologize to me. I’m sorry.

The rest of us have surrounded us, and I’m not leaving until I apologize.

“I’m sorry.” I’m serious. Let’s go.

“What’s wrong?”

I took a deep breath and I said, “I’m sorry about catching you on two boats, watery ass, and hitting on my sister. I’m sorry.

When Kang-woo’s face was heavy, he grabbed my neck, he raised his fist, and he said, “You’re dead.”

“Jan-woo. I’m sorry.

At a critical moment, a mature voice full of oppression came from behind.

Jiang Woo made a move and looked back and saw Jiang Si-chul standing at the door with two hands in his pocket, staring at this side in cold blood.

He casts a long shadow in the corner where the chaos of light does not reach.

The people who had started it were shaky and spread out a road immediately.

I broke Jiang Woo’s finger and pushed him out of the way, passing by Ezekiel without saying anything.

The evening wind came in and blew up my coat.

After a distance, Jiang Woo whistled in the back.

“Song Painting, next time you catch a man, don’t come to my place. You’re like, nobody likes it. I’m sorry.

I stood up and looked up at the dark night sky, took a deep breath, took two steps back and turned towards the river.

And he leaned upon the door, and so a black eye was determined to follow me, until he came forward.

And We held him by the tie of Ezekiel, and pulled him down, and kissed him on the head of his lips at the next moment.

It’s soft, it’s cold, it’s cold.

The familiar scent of perfume is coming, and the man’s taste is as old as he has been. He hasn’t changed for years.

Ezekiel didn’t even close his eyes. He was a complete tool.

As soon as I touched points, I looked into his deep eyes and said, “Marry? I’m sorry.

Ezekiel stares at me, spits out a word, “Girl.” I’m sorry.

I untied my tie and turned my head and laughed at the face of an iron river.

“I don’t want anyone but Jiang Woo. I want someone else’s share, and you want to paste it, and you have to see your weight.” I’m sorry.

After that, he gently pushed Jiang Si-chul and went out in his coat.

When Ezekiel fell on his back against the wall, he rose up and gave the next person a look, and he was put up and dragged away.

There’s a footsteps of Jiang Shui.

We were so quiet, we walked away, and in the wrong footsteps, Ezekishi suddenly said, “Did you just use me? I’m sorry.

I stopped by a little flower pot, turned around, and said, “What, kiss the bill? I’m sorry.

I’m tired of talking.

The forehead starts to hurt again.

The eyes of Ezekiel fell on the forehead of my gauze, ignored my fire, looked at my watch, “I’ll take you to the hospital. I’m sorry.

“I’m not going. I’m sorry.

After all, he turned and went out on the road.

Ezekiel pulled my arm, put the baby on it, like, “Pilice, be good.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to listen! I turned my back, and I threw his hand away, and I put up with the sourness of my eyes, and I said, “I’ve had enough of all these years, and I’ve been acting like a good-tempered lady, and I’ve never cried at my mother’s funeral, and Song Ming-hye has come to my house, and I can’t make a scene. Just now, Willow Chun-hwa was wearing my mother’s clothes and my mother’s jewelry, and I had to work hard to get her out of here. I’m sorry.

“I don’t have a place to be angry, I just want to have a glass of orange juice and I’m being bullied by your fucking nephew!” I’m sick of it! I’m sorry.

Jiangji’s stuck and he’s watching me go crazy in front of him.

I put a tear on my face, and I threw a handbag in Ezekiel’s arms, and I said, “I’m warning you, I’ll fucking beat you up! I’m sorry.

After all, I cried.

He was in a state of panic, holding his handbag, and for half a day he gave me his handkerchief, without saying a word.

I cried for five minutes and ended up sitting on a bench by the side of the road, having a bad hair and kicking my shoes in anger.

Esquire sat by the side of the road with me and dressed me.

I’m stuck in my stomach, breathing a little bit, “You pay me for orange juice. I’m sorry.

He stood up and walked into a convenience store across the street and later raised a large bucket.

I sprained the bottle, filled half a barrel with a breath, and suddenly I felt much better.

I can’t take off my head, and Ezekiel pulls out of his plastic bag something to change her medicine.

“Who called?”

“Yo Chun-hwa, I’ve sent her in. * I’m holding orange juice and staring at the dark night without face *

When Ezekiel was quiet, he was with me for an hour, and when the mood was over, I said:

“Before the wedding, I’m going to go to C.C., the rest is yours. I’m sorry.

He looked at me on the side, and suddenly he laughed, “Okay. I’m sorry.

This moment I suddenly had the illusion that he really wanted to marry me.

“The flight told me. He says:

“No, no. I’m sorry.

“The painting…”

“I said, no.”

Six.

A few days later, I took care of the A-City job and got on the plane.

At 10:00 p.m., we arrived in Ctown.

It’s hotter than A City, and I’m in a hurry, not wearing a thin dress, a knitty shirt, and soon I get sweaty.

This is a very well-known cooperation.

His car was parked in front of the airport, except for the fact that my name was not only written on the sign, but also the name of Jiang Shih.

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next second, a little fan appeared in front of me and brought a little coolness to me trapped in a steam cage.

I looked up and found Jiang Shih close to me, and the top light of the airport hall fell on his head, a face in the shadows, and the eyes were enchanted.

Good evening.

I’m full of shit. I’m sorry.

The next second, the face up and the trunk was pulled to the van.

Ezekiel’s in the back.

The little fan stays behind me, buzzing around.

When I got in the car, he texted him. I’m sorry.

“Oh, there’s been a misunderstanding. I heard that you two are close. I’m sorry.

Yes, the next day, my marriage with Jiang Shifu spread across the street.

The hot search on the front page lasted three days, which was the undefeated position.

And We looked at the eyes, and sat by them, and We took a deep breath, and We scolded the old fox.

The feast is scheduled to be held at the largest local garden hotel.

Quite clearly standing at the door to welcome us.

When his wife saw me, she came up with a warm heart: “It’s been a long time! I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Mrs. Yan’s skin is much better. I’m sorry.

“No, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

I look at Jiang Shih looking at me and twisting my head and making a soft smile. I’m sorry.

In the face of my provocation, Jiangji bends his lips, “Don’t you feel hot?” At night, you’ll have to pick up the tarts. I’m sorry.

“What a coincidence. I just bought some clothes. How old are you? “Mrs. Yan looks happy.

“S” code. I’m sorry.

I looked at him and followed Mrs. Yan to the car, for a while, with a loose, long sleeveless dress, and… with words.

My first sight, my eyebrow, my eyes softened.

Usually, he wants to laugh.

I took the tie of Ezekiel, drew it close, and asked, “Are you not hot? I’m sorry.

“I’m fine. He’s down, he’s laughing, “It’s nice. I’m sorry.

The fragrance of the nose, the cold pine on the river’s fragrance took my sense of smell, as if I had been burned, let go of my hand, and went for a few steps to catch up with Mrs. Zhen, and toddle with her.

The wind is gentle.

Jiang Shui and Zhang Yi were behind us, and the conversation was not far away.

He’s still carrying a pair of high heels.

When the reception was over, I found out that a room had been ordered.

I’m sorry to hear from the front desk: “Ma’am, there’s no room left for the holiday rush, do you think to change the house or…”

Jiang Si Jin stood behind me like a mute.

I looked at him.

I don’t have friends in Ctown, you don’t want me, I have nowhere to go. I’m sorry.

I’m getting married anyway. I don’t have much to talk about.

I’ve got a card, and I’ve been walking in the door.

I fell softly on the sofa with the closing of the back of Ezekiel. I’m sorry.

C. It’s wet, it’s hot, I’m sweating.

Ezekiel turned on the air conditioner, moved to the right temperature, put a blanket on me, “Do you wash first or do I wash first? I’m sorry.

I’ll hum, “You go ahead, I’ll lie down. I’m sorry.

Esquire didn’t say anything.

I had a feeling that the conversation was weird.

The phone was ringing, and the secretary pressed me to look at the file.

I remember thinking I didn’t have a computer, and I yelled out across the bathroom door, “Can I use your computer?” I’m sorry.

The voice of Jiangjiang is mixed with the sound of water: “Yes. Take it. I’m sorry.

I pulled a silver and gray notebook out of his bag, and I just opened it, and I hit the code frame.

I tried Ezekiel’s birthday. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Unlocked.

I waited, I didn’t look back, and I got scared by the flashes.

It’s a website.

The women in the picture, with the wind and with the others, made some hard voices.

Whether you say it or not, women are in good shape.

I don’t see it. Jiang Shih likes this.

The bathroom door suddenly opened.

The river was wearing towels, water was dripping on the black hair, and the beads rolled down the neck a little deeper into the soft towel.

He’s on the phone, he’s in business with the guy on the phone, and I tried to cut the volume button, like it didn’t work.

He went halfway to see my weird face and the conversation stopped.

The next second, go to the computer, wait for a second, cover my eyes.

Pop, the sound of the button.

I sat on my knees in a chair, and he held me in his arms, with my back tied to his chest, wet.

It was not clear whether the notebook had problems or otherwise, and the sound had not stopped, but rather became vague and violent.

There was an incipient echo in the broad living room.

I’m closed, I feel the heat of the river’s palm, and I feel like I’m losing my ability to speak.

He played for half a day and eventually, the room was quiet.

There’s only two of them breathing.

A little awkward…

And a little…

Strange.

What are you doing? “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

I’m covered, I can’t see anything, I can only clear my voice.

“Students. Are you messing with your progress? I’m sorry.

“Not me. “Yesterday, Kang-woo used my computer.” I’m sorry.

“Oh. You don’t have to explain too much. You don’t change eight girlfriends a month.”

The next second, Ezekiel grabs my chin and kisses up.

With a bit of shame, hold me, turn me, put me on the table, and Ezekiel stood by me and stuck me in a tiny space.

This is the first time that I have been able to feel the heat of the river, warm and aggressive.

He’s close, he’s heavy, “Who told you that? I’m sorry.

“Jan-woo. I’m sorry.

I’m not. I’m sorry.

My lips are numb and my hands are on his wide shoulder, maybe a little wine, some tops.

“Joseph, your kiss is so bad. I’m sorry.

“Really? “This time, the technology has gone so fast.

I grabbed his waist for lack of oxygen.

He was attached to my ear and asked, “What have you learned? I’m sorry.

I smiled, “I learned a lot and of course I knew a lot.”

“Teach me…”

The evening wind blew softly into the window and the white veil drapes rose.

My mind was attacked with impunity.

I didn’t end up on the surface, scratching Ezekiel’s clothes, trying to take the upper hand, but being caught and pressed to the chest.

Jiangji’s wild heart beats the palm of the hand and his nose is hot.

I look deep in my eyes and laugh, “Do you like me?” I’m sorry.

“How do you know that? I’m sorry.

“The heartbeat. I’m sorry.

He smiled, he kissed me again, “Just lack of oxygen. I’m sorry.

“Really? I kicked off his heels and pushed him on the bed, and I said, “Don’t show up. I’m sorry.

7

The next day, I stood up with my sour waist and went to a well-defined company to talk business.

His factory was on the outskirts of the country, and on the way to it, I had a great deal of fun talking to one another, and by the way, I finalized the next programme of cooperation.

It’s like he’s not awake.

“Hey, did you sleep last night? “I went over there, I whispered in his ear, and I was happy.

Ezekiel’s eyes are wide open and his smile is cold, “Down, I’ll sleep better if you get some sleep at night. I’m sorry.

Last night wasn’t much fun.

In the middle of the night, ready for bed.

I was lying next to Ezekiel, touching his hand and kicking him in the leg.

Get him sober and fall asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, his arms were on the neck of Jiangshi, like a big doll, and he tried to wake him up.

When he bit his teeth and tried to grab me, he got out of bed.

And I was like, “Sorry, I’ll be careful next time. After all, it’ll take a lifetime. I’m sorry.

The curvature of Jiangji’s forehead jumped and closed his eyes and ignored me.

The factory was a few kilometres from the city and looked away, all of which were old slab houses.

And when he got out of the car, he pointed himself in a place not far away, and said, “We may have to stay here tonight until we have packed up, then I will lead you around.” I’m sorry.

The old house has been in disrepair and many places are locked.

There’s only one room to clean up early for me and Jiang Shui.

Tonight I was so pleased to persuade Jiang Shifu to drink a lot of wine, and when he finished, he was drunk and kept holding my hand.

Get in front of the dorm door and suddenly he hugged me and I screamed, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.

“There are bugs, I’ll carry you over. I’m sorry.

I don’t see any bugs.

He was walking a little bit, he took me into the house, put me on the bed, and he kissed me with his head down.

I struggled, “You rise…”

I didn’t expect you to get a little more excited. I’m sorry.

I’ve been stunned for two seconds, and I’ve got my face. “Are you really drunk? I’m sorry.

“None. He’s staring at me, “I’m awake. I’m sorry.

I had a moment of panic, and I pushed him away, and I was like, “Go brush my teeth and wash my face!” I’m sorry.

Jiangji laughed and went out to wash.

I looked for a toothbrush, ran to the other side, and when I came back, Jiang Shui would have been sitting on the bed, “Playing, bedtime.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the narrow bed, “You sleep outside? I’m sorry.

“Outside, you sleep, not honest. I’m sorry.

I took my coat off and crawled into the bed, and Ezekiel waited for me to lie down before he opened the covers.

It was supposed to be a big bed, and when he came in, it seemed a lot more aggressive.

It’s cold at night, there’s plenty of people around, and it’s hot.

The bed is smaller than I thought, and I’ve been squeezing together and turning around.

It’s dark, and it’s quiet around, and there’s only the moon out of the window.

The hotness of the zebra’s breath fell on its ear, and it tickled.

About half an hour later, I got stuck, so I tried to turn around.

At the moment of the head, the lips touch a soft, cold, smooth, and with a slight fusion of breath, an electrical current spreads all over the body and struts behind the heart.

I was frozen for a moment.

He didn’t move. He just slightly lifted his chin to my forehead. His voice was dumb. I’m sorry.

I’ve been holding it for half a day.

Long periods of stalemate have left my back sore, behind a fall is the wall, and my own hands do not have enough space to turn back.

When the voice fell, the palms of Jiang Shih fell on my back, and the heat followed the light shirts, and Seo-yu infiltrated my skin.

He moved slowly, and the force of the push pushed me close to him and squeezed the last gap between me and him.

I’m so excited.

I dryed my mouth, licked my lips, and my voice was a little dumb, “No, go up a little bit.”

“Okay, here? “The voice of Jiang Shih is low, and in the night is a long wine.

“Hush…” And I shivered and nod my head, “Well, that’s the place.

He smiled, “Okay, I’ll pay attention next time. I’m sorry.

Along with his slow massage, he fell asleep.

Ezekiel kissed me, “Good night, painting.” I’m sorry.

8

I didn’t sleep very well, especially when it came to violent shaking.

Bang.

The roof fell off, and a piece was smashed.

Esquire put me in a dress and pulled me to the corner. I’m sorry.

I’m a restless sleeper.

C. was on the earthquake, but I didn’t think I’d run into him.

The slab house was in disrepair for a long time and the door collapsed almost immediately after the earthquake.

Me and Jiang Si-chul can only shrink in the corner until the earthquake stops.

But the slab house is more fragile than I thought, and Jiang Shui has kept me in my arms, and the rocks are falling in succession.

I managed to protect his head and breathed in fear.

“Penny, I’m here. Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.

I’ve always had the feeling that the sky would fall.

By the time the first earthquake stopped, the original slab house was completely out of shape.

Up above us, there’s a little hole, the moon comes in from the hole.

“Come on, climb me out. I’m sorry.

As we all know, the aftershock will come any minute, and the little mouth will close.

I have a complex emotion in my heart.

Ezekiel looked at me and said, “There’s no time to live, there’s one. I’m sorry.

My nose is sore, I don’t say a word about stomping on the arm of Jiang Shih, climbing the rock with my bare hands.

At the bottom of my feet, Ezekiel stomped with his shoulder, and I went up a big twig, twitched the outer edge of a small hole, and made a milky, strutting out of the hole.

Standing on a pile of rock, the clear air came, and I turned my head towards Jiang Shih and cried, “Come on up. I’m sorry.

Jiang Shui just tried to reach out and there was a aftershock.

I watched the stone fall, blocking the face of Jiang Shih.

There’s a short gap in my brain, and it’s coming back, and a lot of people dragged me off the rock. I’m sorry.

“When does it start?” There are others down there…”

“I don’t know. The rescue team isn’t here yet. I’m sorry.

“It’s all right,” I broke up with someone, “I’ll save it myself. I’m sorry.

“Lady, take it easy! I cut my arm.

“He sent me out first. I have to save him! I struggled so hard, I yelled at the rubble, “You’re alive, I’ll dig you up!” I’m sorry.

Finally, I don’t know who shot me and tied me to the corner.

The aftershocks were endless, and I watched the ruins change and change.

I was sitting in a temporary tent, cold, and the doctor on the side was saying, “She’s not feeling well right now, so watch and do not leave.” I’m sorry.

I heard the rescue team was stuck on the road.

We can’t save a few people with our own help.

I’m cold and I’m not listening to a word of consolation.

I remember the first time I saw Jiang Shifu.

I just learned how to do business, lost it in his hands, went back to crying with my mother for a long time and called him something.

He heard me when he came to my mother to make amends.

“Down, you did well. Far better than my first time. I’m sorry.

Over the years, he taught me a lot of things in secret.

And he pushed me to the end of the cliff, but he pulled me back from the abyss, and made him strong.

My mother said that Jiang Shih could have destroyed the Song family, but he gave me the time to grow up and bred myself with an eye nail.

Why?

The rest of the workers at the factory searched from dark until dawn, until after the aftershocks, they came over:

“We just heard someone knock on the pipe, but it’s a narrow space, and it’s gonna take time for the rescue team to break the ruins, and we’re gonna have to find a way to get the material in and make sure where it is. But the hole is too small for us. I’m sorry.

“What shall we do?”

And I stood up and said, “I crawled in and sent it.” I’m sorry.

And everybody looked at me, “Girl, it’s dark, it’s undetermined. I’m sorry.

“I know. “I’m going to wear my helmet and my clothes, and I’m not afraid. I’m sorry.

If Ezekiel died, I wouldn’t have the honour to go back alive to meet his elders.

They gave me a kit, a flashlight, a rope on the waist.

I crawled out of a hole and crawled along the only way.

It’s a messy structure, I’m crawling, I’m scratching my skin, I’m in a narrow place, and I need to pick it up.

“Joseph…

I cried his name all the way, crawled all the way.

Gradually, the space is becoming narrower and less known how long it has been crawling, and the light of the hole is gone, leaving only an incomprehensible darkness.

I’m breathing, and I’m crying out loud, “You gotta fucking say something.”

When…

The sound of a slow and heavy bang is coming in.

I had a nervous shock and suddenly there was direction.

“Joseph…

When…

Two more.

It’s weak, but it’s enough to give me hope again.

I crawled in the direction of the sound, and the banging got stronger, and finally, after I took off a rock, I showed a narrow space.

He lay there, laughing at me: “You should not have come.” I’m sorry.

His face was covered with blood and grey dirt, and his voice was weak.

I suddenly fell out, lying on a rock, raising the walkie-talkie, “A man is alive, moving about 4 metres northwest of the hole 45 degrees, turning 30 degrees left, walking about 2 metres down. I’m sorry.

Voice over the radio: Roger, we’re search and rescue teams, please keep your strength. I’m sorry.

My nostrils were sore, and I gave him my bag. “I knew I had told you I was going to save you, and I would not break my word. I’m sorry.

It’s been picked up. It’s a dumb voice. I’m sorry.

I was like, “So?”

“Think about getting married. I’m sorry.

I don’t know how this guy still got married.

I swung the cap and put the water to his lips.

He said, “I’m serious.”

“I crawled so long, I didn’t listen to you. Say one more word and I’ll beat you. “I put water in his mouth, and Jiang Shih was in my position, and I drank, and I leaned back, “Go back. I’m sorry.

“I can’t go back. I’m sorry.

What do you mean? * He’s so hot.

“The stone behind me fell, just now. I’m sorry.

For the first time in all these years, Ezekiel’s face appeared in anger: “Did you lose your mind? I’m sorry.

“Try again! You bastard!

“You’re out of your mind. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but shut his mouth, bit him in the face and shed tears.

Ezekiel held me tight until I couldn’t breathe.

This kiss is like a fight, and we’re gonna end up in panting.

Ezekiel looked at my face and touched it, “I knew you had a temper. I’m sorry.

I touched him in the leg, fortunately, I didn’t crush him. I’m sorry.

He took me in his arms and said, “It’s not too late to think clearly, and later I won’t let you go.” Drag you, for life. I’m sorry.

“Don’t go. I looked at the place where he was held, and he didn’t die. “Are you dizziness, cold, any sense of the leg? I’m sorry.

He said, “All is well, and his feet are numb.” I’m sorry.

I lifted up the walkie-talkie and reported to the ground. The doctor told me to stay the same.

Quiet around.

I leaned out on Jiangjiang, “Have some more water. I’m sorry.

“Keep it. “You too. I’m sorry.

His body temperature is still warm and warm.

“Are you not afraid to die? I was in his arms.

“Are you afraid I’m gonna die?” Jiang Shui asked.

I licked dry lips, “Fear.” I’m sorry.

You’re afraid of me. I’m sorry.

Waiting for help was particularly difficult, and we were in the dark, talking occasionally, and finally, when I was drowsy and sleepy, Jiangji touched me.

“The painting pours. I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“We’re going out…”

I thought he was talking in his sleep, and the next second, there was a clear sky.

Then the sound of man’s voice came forth, and the dust flew, and some shouted: “Some men will come here to save him first.” I’m sorry.

And Ezekiel unzipped my arm, and said to them, “She has extensive bruises on her arm, be careful.” I’m sorry.

I was dragged out and turned back and found a bunch of people who had surrounded Ezekiel, the sound of the cutter, the sound of the stone, and mixed it up.

The reaction is still pending, and it is suddenly blindfolded.

“Doctor, the wounded are here, their legs and arms are extensively bruised, their elbows are severe, they are infected, so come and take care of them. There’ll be another crushing wound later. Chief Liu has taken someone. I’m sorry.

“All right, you go work hard and squeeze your wounds. That’s a dangerous one. I’m sorry.

My ears were buzzing, but I asked, “Is he in danger?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. Seeing the severity of the squeeze, it’s generally … that after being rescued the condition worsened. You’re family? I’m sorry.

I was silent, “Not yet. I’m sorry.

“We will inform his family. I’m sorry.

When they gave me a simple treatment, they pulled me to a nearby hospital.

9

It’s a week after we get down.

During this period, I made a number of calls to Jiang Si-chul, which have been shut down.

It came to town A, and a lot of people told me that I and Jiang Shih died in an earthquake, and my dad came home from abroad in an emergency and brought Song Mingxi directly into the company.

This day, I packed up and got out of the hospital.

I got a call from Mr. Song, and the factory stopped.

“It’s okay, save people first. We’ll do business when we get back to it. I’m sorry.

“Thank you…”

He was so busy, the earthquake was so widespread, I went to the disaster site to say goodbye to Zhong Ming, but the square was so full of relief shelter.

One way and another, someone’s arguing, “Do you still have a conscience? Those expired bubble noodles are coming after us! They ate their stomachs, how could they save people? I’m sorry.

In the back of that bubble-faced box, a note was drawn, showing a real production date on the back, which expired for a year.

All of a sudden, I saw the staff member’s back-marked Song Group label, feeling wrong, walking around and pulling off paper from the door on the date of production, all of which was suffocating.

“Who sent you? I’m sorry.

Men sneer at me, “It was an accident, not our problem. I’m sorry.

I started his work card and called the secretary.

“Mr. Song, are you all right? I’m sorry.

“It’s all right. I’m sorry.

“It’s… I’m sorry.

Song Mingxi?

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

People are already taking pictures of material points.

“The matter is reopened, the funds are advanced from my personal account, and the materials must be shipped to City C in one day, to reach the major media for their coverage and to apologize in time. The chairman and the shareholders were also told that Song Ming-hye used expired bubbles as a relief, and that they would continue to let him do so if they were to bring Song down. I’m sorry.

Hang up the phone and the staff member’s face is white.

I left the expired noodles in his arms, and I laughed, “You better know what you’re doing! I’m sorry.

I put on my volunteer clothes and bowed to the people present.

“I’m sorry, I’m in charge of the Song Group, and we’re responsible for this mistake. Please give us another chance. I’m sorry.

Everyone’s emotional, rhetorical, almost.

“What are you doing out of the hospital?” What a mess. I’m sorry.

He came in a piece of rags with his hair wet and some coyote.

Looks like it’s been going on for days.

“There’s something wrong with the company. I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the scene. What happened to you?”

“My sister did it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

When he thought about it, he suddenly realized that the bend was around, and he stood on the stool with a big horn:

I am a man of my word, and I vouch for his life. Song was always a good man of words and faith. She was recently rescued from the ruins and was the victim of an earthquake. Please trust her and believe me. I’m sorry.

A lot of charity has been done over the years, a lot of prestige on the ground, a lot better with his collateral.

The crowd was dispersed only after he had been persuaded by his hard-on.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

He jumped off the stool, and said, “For real, Song has never fallen down the rock. I’m going to pay for this.” I’m sorry.

I’ve decided to stay in C-town for the time being.

I couldn’t get through to Jiang Si-chul’s cell phone, and I had to think at night, so I had to get busy.

Late this night, I was bored with a box and the phone was ringing.

“The painting…”

When I heard that familiar voice, I moved, I woke up, chopsticks snapped.

“I’m sorry, I just woke up–” It’s a little hard to talk, and it’s so dumb.

I did not answer, but I poured cold water into my mouth, followed down the food in my mouth, and asked, “Where are you?” I’m sorry.

“C Central City Hospital. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I got a car on the side of the road, headed straight for my destination.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, waiting for me at the entrance to the hospital, and whispered, “Throwing.” I’m sorry.

I took two steps forward with a cold, red eyes, and I said, “What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.

“for the time being. I’m sorry.

Jiangji has a little smile on his face, and it’s all me. “Congratulations. I’m sorry.

I used to look forward to it, but now I can’t laugh.

“I’ll take your business tomorrow. I’m sorry.

Jiangji smiled and pulled out a ring, “Down, married?” I’m sorry.

I learned later that Jiang Shih was rescued and placed in intensive care.

After the squeezing was saved, it was most likely that the illness would increase, and Jiang Si-chul was in the middle of a ghost gate, and he called me on the door by his old-age machine.

He said he saw me come down from a taxi and almost tripped by a rock and didn’t want to wait.

I don’t even have a wedding ceremony. I’m just thinking about marrying me.

I was with him all the time in town C, and while he was gone, he and his wife had come to give us a special ride.

On the day after A., I kicked out the door of Ezekiel’s office.

The members of the secretary’s office at the door are more eager, “Ma’am…”

I smiled a little, “Song is still in trouble. I’m sorry.

Mr. Song…

The boss’s chair was changed to a wheelchair, and he was sitting by the window, and he had a soft eye, and he said, “Here you are. I’m sorry.

I stood in front of Jiang Shui and asked him, “Do you want to explain to me, when did you talk about this cooperation with him? I’m sorry.

Ejishi’s hands are folded, and he’s on his knees, and he’s got the wrong look, “I’m just talking about another list, making less than you.” I’m sorry.

I took off my ring without a name, and I laughed, “I thought the river had broken its legs, and it’s so pathetic, and it’s like it’s not stopping you from talking. I see dinner tonight, can be cancelled. I’m sorry.

He had broken his calves, had plastered, had difficulty in moving and had been lying down for a week.

He called me after a dangerous period.

I was moved to order a candlelight dinner with him tonight.

But he’s making money behind my back.

Nice.

“Things,” he shouted, “My leg hurts again. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Oh, it hurts again?”

Jiangji is pale, his voice is dumb, “It really hurts. I’m sorry.

I don’t think he looks like a fake.

Ezekiel’s eyes flashed a smile and suddenly grabbed my back while I was close, pulled over and kissed me.

I realized that I had hit him in the chest, but he held it in his hand and received it behind me.

Hot noses in the face, Ezekiel’s kiss is light, with a little guilt and a little favor, “Do whatever you want when you come home, dinner, don’t cancel.” I’m sorry.

“Why are you telling me about dinner? I’m sorry.

I sat side by side on his leg, softly and softly by the face of Ezekiel.

And his arms were holding me in the back, and he whispered, “We can go straight home without dinner.”

“Shh…” I said in the ear of Ezekiel, “Do your dream of spring and autumn…”

I jumped out of him laughing.

“Things, you better not wait for me to get up. I’m sorry.

“Then I’ll see.” I’m sorry.

Despite having obtained a marriage certificate, I have nothing at hand, especially Song Mingxi, who hides at home every day and cries.

The first wave of supplies sent by the Song Group for the relief of the disaster, as reported by major media, has become an indelible stain.

My dad’s been busy with this shit every day.

This evening, at dinner, the table began again.

The reason is that a news report is being broadcast on TV: I stood in front of the camera, apologized for Song, and vehemently vouched for me, and the last batch of new supplies arrived in City C, and Song made a timely contribution.

At the same time, there has been much debate on the Internet: “It is said that Song’s second daughter is a minor, and that she is the one who delivers the pasta.” I’m sorry.

“He’s crazy, he’s bad, and he let his sister take the fall. I’m sorry.

Then Song Ming-hee fell on his plate and shouted at me, “You’re just looking at me, so you hurt me!” I’m sorry.

Spattered fragments flew into my father’s steak, and he threw a fork, closed his eyes and said nothing.

I looked at her, and I said, “You’re the one who gave me the money? I taught you how to transport pasta? I’m sorry.

Song Ming Shrine’s cry: “The expired ones are not dead!” If you don’t tell me, who knows? Is that what you’re looking for? I’m sorry.

Enough! “Som Ming-hee, when are you going to do this?” I’m sorry.

Dad! I want to save the money for your birthday present. Song Mingxi cried, “I’m not like my sister, I have money, I can buy anything for you, I asked. I’m sorry.

My father’s lips were shaking, and his face was aching, and he turned and looked at me and said, “Throw, you can handle this.”

At this moment, I will no longer be able to act like a good-tempered man.

“Daddy, did you care about me the other day when I escaped from the ruins of the earthquake? “I’m laughing.

He was like, I didn’t think I’d be able to do that one day.

I kept the napkins on the table and pushed the chair up.

“Did you ask me once when I was at the scene of the disaster, to accept the accusations of the crowd, to bow my head and apologize for Song Mingxi? I’m sorry.

“Did you feel guilty about my mother when you brought her home to sit on my mother’s seat? I’m sorry.

The more I said, the more loud the sound, the more I fell on the floor and broke.

“Song Feng, you’re selfish, you’re short-sighted, you’re vanity, you’re fatherless. Now, what face do I have to wipe your ass for your illegitimate daughter? I’m sorry.

My father was so angry at me, he pointed at me, “You, you.”

“What are you trying to say? I laughed, “Yes, yes, yes, I was scared in the earthquake and ready for vacation. The company will be yours. I hope you can protect your beloved little girl in this storm of public opinion. I’m sorry.

10

I drove to the apartment of Jiang Shui.

The code was duly entered, and once the door opened, it was dark and the Jiang Shih was not home.

He’s got his legs and he’s back on the job.

There were several wedding magazines on the tea table, many of the family’s things had been replaced by two people, and the walled cabinet was filled with sanitary towels.

He’s ready to welcome me anytime.

I didn’t turn on the light, took a bath, changed my dress and went straight to the main bedroom of Jiangji.

For the first time, the moonlight came in through the window, and two pillows were put on the bed, which was spacious.

The sound of losing the code came suddenly behind my back, and I was lazyly leaning against the wall, standing behind the door, waiting for people to enter the house.

Ezekiel has changed his shoes and his feet are approaching.

The moment I pushed the bedroom door, I grabbed his neck and said, “Don’t move, rob.” I’m sorry.

Ezekiel made a big move, and the next second he smiled, “Does he rob or rob?” I’m sorry.

I found a black card in his pocket and I threw it over his shoulder, and I said, “Let’s be honest. No one will save you tonight.” I’m sorry.

Jiang Si Jin followed my path, turned around and sat on the bed.

His eyes slipped over my dress, his throat rolled, “Down, I’m sure it was a shock or a surprise? I’m sorry.

“You’ll see. I’m sorry.

And We were dreary in our hearts, so we had little patience, and We removed his tie and pushed it to the bed.

“The painting, you’re looking for me. I’m sorry.

And the moon shined upon him wide, and smitten his face with silver, warm and handsome.

I don’t want to just jump over it, “Stop talking nonsense, what do you do?” I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I spent the night with Jiang Shih.

I’m off. It’s 5:00 p.m. when I wake up.

And when the sun came in, I stretched out my laziness until the sourness on my waist was reduced, and it was not under the shirt of the river.

I thought he was going to the office. I didn’t think he was having a meeting in the study.

I’m walking in the gentle eyes of Jiangji, and I look at the computer screen.

Only audio is on.

Esquire gave me a silent gesture, and I suddenly came up and sat in his arms and kissed him.

It’s still on the computer screen. I’m sorry.

And We gnawed upon the lower lips of Jiangji, and kept him from speaking.

He pulled a shawl over me, covered me, bent his lips the next second.

The computer was quiet.

I realized that it was wrong, that I turned back, and I found a big screen in the middle of it, and I was leaning in the arms of Jiangji, and I was wearing a cape and a red face.

He turned on the camera while I wasn’t watching.

Several executives laughed, “Mr. Song, what a coincidence you were there.

I got up, kicked him in the ass, and Ezekiel ate, he screeched, and laughed at the screen, and I said, “Sorry, my wife was here. I’m sorry.

I went out with my back to him and my ear was red.

Then a couple of days later, the gossip story between me and Jiang Shifu began.

The paparazzi spent several days at Jiangshi’s house, and while Jiang Shifu didn’t forbid some of his men from gossiping, soon news of our bonding with A City spread.

My phone’s getting so hot again.

It’s a couple of Song Group shareholders.

When will you be back? I’m sorry.

“Isn’t my dad here? Find him and my sister. I’m sorry.

The shareholders were silent for a few seconds and said, “We all agree that Song Feng is not fit to continue as Chairman, and that you are the only one who can save Song. Besides, you and General Jiang, we’re still waiting for the party. I’m sorry.

I’m not surprised to say that.

I laughed, “Well, you guys have a deal. I’ll take your advice. I’m sorry.

In winter, Mr. Song convened a general meeting of shareholders.

As a result of my father ‘ s carelessness, he defended Song Myung-hye and plunged him into a storm of public opinion.

In a few months, he had a lot of white hair.

I took his place as the new chairman, and the outside world was less vocal about Song because of this news.

Outside the room, Song Mingxi came and was stopped by the security guard.

“Song painting! Why did you ruin my family? Let my mother go! I’m sorry.

I stood in the crowd of people, suddenly thinking of Willow Chun-hwa, who was taken by the police, and watched with some compassion: “I will ask the best lawyer to pay the price she deserves.” I’m sorry.

Counsel told me that this matter depends on what I want to do.

Worse still, it is treated as theft.

A $700,000 emerald bracelet, together with evidence of her entering my mother’s bedroom for theft, was enough to keep her there for a long time.

I said, do it.

Not only did she steal more than 700,000 bracelets, but she deserved it.

This evening, I returned to the villa.

My dad stayed in my mom’s bedroom and looked at the old album.

The sun shines on his pale hair.

I’m standing at the door, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.

He’s like, “Down, I…”

I walked over and saw a picture of him in his arms and said:

“It doesn’t have you in it. You don’t have to. This is my third year old. My mom took me to the playground. You were with Song Mingxi. I was five years old, and I learned to paint, and I accidentally cut my hand with a knife, and my mother took me to the hospital to break the wound. You had a drink that day, you scolded me and said I’d be a boy, or I’d be too tender. I’m sorry.

“Dad, before I was 13, I thought you didn’t like me because I’m not a boy. Then I saw you hugging Song Ming-hee and asking her what kind of ice cream she wanted. I knew you didn’t like me. You were born to hate smart women. It’s not my fault, it’s your incompetence. I’m sorry.

“You’ve been punishing me and my mother with your incompetence. I took the album from him, “So, Dad, don’t blame me for being mean to you. Your share is enough for you to get old. But this house, it’s my mother’s name, she left it to me, please leave. I’m sorry.

My dad looked so pale, “The painting was wrong and my dad was wrong.”

“Does it concern me? You’re wrong. You want me to forgive you?”

I turned my head and shouted “Mom Liu,” “Mom Liu,” and she pulled up her sleeve and came along with his hands and feet.

“My dad’s leaving, pack up, see where he wants to go, let the driver get it. I’m sorry.

“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry.

By the way, Song Ming-hee’s room, clean up. I’m sorry.

“Where to?”

“Where did you get it? I’m sorry.

Jiang Woo was sent out of the country long ago, and it was a good thing that Song Mingxi returned to her world.

In the living room, Song Mingxi was dragged by the security guard, crying, “This is my house! Why did you send me away?”

I grabbed a schedule of absences and threw it on Song Ming-hee’s face, “Whether you believe it or not, from the beginning I gave you the thought of the road, because you didn’t want to go. I’m sorry.

“Boo! You’re as cheap as your mother! Song, one day you’ll be like your mother and no one will love you.”

At this moment, I suddenly realized that there were people in the world who could be paranoid enough to take something from others to their own right and, when you wanted justice, to fight you with an ugly face.

Such a person, disgusting.

I went over there and I hit Song Myung-hee with my hand.

She had five fingerprints on her face and was blindfolded.

I laughed, “I’ve wanted to do it since your first day. If you see her, call the police. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

There’s two fewer people at home, a lot of them.

But it is not cold, but quiet and much more peaceful.

Mrs. Lau recast my mother’s portrait and wiped it out. “Madam, don’t worry. Miss is doing well. I’m sorry.

“My mom, used to know Jiang Shifu? “I suddenly remembered that I had an affair with my mother.

Mrs. Lau noded, “Yes, Mr. Jiang’s sister and his wife are classmates. So from the beginning, Mr. Tomie took care of you. I’m sorry.

I was staring at him that night when Jiang Si-chul came to pick me up.

Jiangji smiled, “How can you be weird? I’m sorry.

I cleared my voice, “It’s nothing. I’m sorry.

“None. I’m sorry.

“Really?”

“No.” I’m sorry.

“No, your sister and my mother were classmates. You were my uncle. I’m sorry.

“Who told you that?” I’m sorry.

“The old cow eats green grass. I’m sorry.

“…”

“A beast. I’m sorry.

“…”

“You didn’t like me from the beginning, did you? I’m sorry.

“I’m not that sick. I’m sorry.

“And since when? I’m sorry.

“Don’t know. “Maybe it’s been a long time.” I’m sorry.

“You made me engaged to Kang-woo! I’m sorry.

“If I remember correctly, you brought up the engagement. “It’s a bit too much to ask for.”

“It was my dad. I corrected him.

“So I thought you liked Jiang Woo, but now it doesn’t look like that. I’m sorry.

“Like”?

Ezekiel, stop the car, turn around and stare at me. But I’m not sure you love me. I’m sorry.

And when I choked, my heart jumped and my cheek was red.

Love is too hard to say.

That’s why Jiang Shui told me for so long, but I couldn’t talk.

And I opened my mouth and tried for half a day, with the eyes of Ezekiel: “I have not touched anyone but you. I’m sorry.

After a while, Jiangjiu smiled, “Well, I know, paint loves me. I’m sorry.

I’ve got a hot ear and I’ve got to turn my head and get out of the car.

The sun came from behind, and the shadow of Jiang Shih was finally reconnected with me.

Having seen a failed marriage, it may be difficult for me to speak of love for the rest of my life.

But right now, this man behind me, he understands me.

The wind blows, and the scent of perfume on the river is coming back.

I wonder, “Why do you keep using this brand of perfume?” I’m sorry.

“You guess. I’m sorry.

Still selling off.

I didn’t care until one day, when I talked to my classmates who were studying abroad, she talked about Christmas in Europe and said that I had time to go again and that the old shop that made perfume was still there and should go back.

I’ve been thinking about a picture all of a sudden.

At Christmas, I ended my studies in Europe and returned home.

The day I got off the plane, there was snow, and my mom was standing in the streetlight and waving at me.

She was standing by a man.

Weared a camel coat, put your hands in your pocket, and your eyes were soft.

When I gave my mother a hug, I suddenly realized that he was a friend of my mother’s and I rushed to pick out a bottle of perfume from my luggage.

“Hello, uncle. This is the perfume I brought you from Paris. I’m sorry.

I heard him and said, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

It turns out that Jiang Shih lied to me.

He didn’t mean anything to me.

It was love at first sight at the airport.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.