My Youth Began With Him

"It's hard to say... I used to believe it, but now I always think that the poetry child has too many eyes... sometimes it is not necessarily true."

"If you can think of this layer, prove that you are still very brainy." Qin Yumin nodded with appreciation.

"His dad, what do you mean by this?" Mrs. Qin gave a slight glimpse.

"Others I don't want to say, after all, I didn't see it with my own eyes, but you have to know a truth. If one says that you are not good, maybe it is a lie or a prejudice... but when everyone doesn't like you, you have to reflect. Poetry always emphasizes that Achu and Huo Mian’s friends don’t like her, and they crowd out her. But it can make so many people crowd out her. It is estimated that she still has some inadequacies. We can’t listen to the words... ...."

"Really..." Mrs. Qin seems to be more and more aware of the mirror.

"So, if you want to understand this, you can ask Huo Mian in person, or ... ask your son directly." Qin Yumin suggested.

"Huo Mian will certainly not admit it, and the son is also eccentric..." said Mrs. Qin.

"Look at you, is there a prejudice against Huo Mian?"

"No, I mean... I can take the time to go to Nanshan Castle for a trip tomorrow. The steward Lao Li is an honest man. He must know the truth of the matter." Mrs. Qin smiled.

"Oh... I found that you are now an old tycoon, smart."

Qin Yumin likes his current wife, not a shrew, and does not believe in the words of Song and poetry in one brain.

After Song Yi Shi left the Qin family, he did not return to the Song family, but went to a private club with a group of girlfriends.

Because Song is special in poetry, she will not openly go to the place of the charm fox and some bars.

I was afraid that I would be caught in the handle, so I secretly went to the private club.

In order not to let people find where to go, she drove the car to the door of the community to stop, and she called a friend to pick it up.

The practice is hidden...

Private clubhouse

In the large private rooms, there are four or five famous gates, and they are swallowing clouds.

There is also a male model around everyone, although it is deep winter, but because the indoor temperature is high.

So the male models are all on the upper body, but still can be seen very good.

In fact, in the upper class, corruption is not only for men, but also for women. Money is a good thing.

Can do anything you want to do...

"Poetry poetry..." A girl got up and greeted Song Yishi, then took her to sit next to her.

She picked up a Russian cigar and handed it over...

Song took poetry and took advantage of it, and then the face was gloomy...

"Pitt, accompany the poetry and beauty," the girl said.

At this time, a better-looking male model got up and just came over...

It was rejected by Song Yishi. "No, you are far away from me, I am upset."

"What's wrong? Poetry... Who should dare to offend you?" The girl asked.

"Don't mention... trouble." Song Yi Shi was upset.

"Speaking, maybe we can help you?" Several girls are ridiculous and male models are large-scale in private rooms.

And Song Yishi seems to have been accustomed to such things, once I am not surprised.

"Without you, if the woman is urging me, I will let her disappear completely..."

At the thought of today's Huo Mian letting himself sing the pictures of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Song Yishi felt that his personality was insulted.

In fact, she did not think, Huo Mian has been merciful...

If Zhu Lingling or Jiang Xiaowei must let her kneel shoes, or semi-naked laps, or sing in the toilet to sing Dongfanghong.

Therefore, people, never satisfied, and the kindness of Huo Mian sometimes becomes the most deadly shortcoming.

At the end of the party, it was already three in the morning...

Huo Mian stayed again and again, and everyone still left, and finally she and Qin Chu were left in the big room.

"Wife... are you happy?"

"Well, okay." Homonia nodded.

"Can that make me happy too?" Qin Chu smiled.