Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Auntie, what are you doing!"

Mo Huiyu hurriedly held onto Yu Wei, not letting her kneel.

But her heart became more irritable, and she was forcing herself in the public.

"I beg you!"

He couldn't do too much, so he had no choice but to accept it.

He gave the gift to the waiter who stored the gift, and left with Yu Wei and Mo Qianqian.

Song father Song mother: ...

Well, today this is no longer a failure to describe it.

Ruan Xihe's influence deeply shocked the wives in Beijing for the first time.

"My husband, I'm sorry, I don't know who she is." Mrs. Song felt a little guilty.

Father Song lit a cigarette, frowning: "Don't blame you, I didn't give her a good face."

Who would have thought that a young girl from an orphanage would be the boss of Adam Holdings, the most dangerous giant!

"She is really amazing. She deserves to be Ruan Ji's daughter." Father Song had investigated her at the beginning, and because of her transparent identity, he had never thought about the possibility of this little girl rising.

Now it seems that my own situation is indeed small.

According to the time of the rise of Adam Holdings, this little girl established Adam Holdings before she dated her son.

Business wizards are nothing more than that.

Back then, I actually humiliated her like that. Now it's ridiculous to think about it, but this girl's temperament is indeed very comparable.

Back then, under such circumstances, I didn't even mention a single sentence.

Ugh.

She used to think she was not worthy of her son, but now she is climbing high in her own family.

Song Ci came very late, and his relationship with his family has not been very good in the past few years.

Mother Song would be so targeted at Ruan Xihe today, and it was also related to this. She always felt that the little girl caused her son to be separated from her.

As soon as he came, many girls became restless. After all, most of the girls who were here today were drunkards who didn't want to drink, so they said it was for Song Ci.

Song Ci was too lazy to socialize. In the past, his mother would bring many wives and young ladies to him.

Even with a cold face, they couldn't scare them away.

When the attendant saw the young and old come back, he poured whiskey over with vision.

According to Song Ci's habit, a piece of ice was added to it.

"Thank you." Song Ci leaned against the sofa and took the wine glass.

This is exactly the place Ruan Xihe sat before.

A second generation who had a good relationship with Song Ci came over: "Brother Ci, you are late, but you missed a good show."

The second generation is not too big to watch the excitement. He knows that Song Ci's relationship with his family is not very good, but he doesn't know exactly what it is because of it.

"What happened just now?"

"Don't you find that the bosses with face are not there today? My dad is gone." The second generation took a glass of champagne and took a sip.

"Yes, not here." Song Ci was not very interested. He had just returned from the northeast yesterday and was not very energetic. The unscrupulous woman ran away without saying hello. He waited for several days in vain!

"The boss of Adam Holdings just showed up, but it seems to be in conflict with your mother. Your mother doesn't know who she wants to drive away. As a result, when she left, all the bosses who knew her have left. Your parents estimate Regret's intestines are all green." These two generations were also close to playing with Song Ci in the past two years, so they dared to say this.

Song Ci frowned, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The whole person leaned lazily in the deck.

"Adam Holdings?"

"Yes, Adam Holdings."

"Why does my mother have conflicts with her?"

"I don't know this very well, but the girl is very beautiful, not only is she rich, she is also beautiful, tut." The second generation just watched too intently and didn't hear what the person next to her said.

Song Ci sneered, how beautiful could it be? No matter how beautiful it is, it is not too beautiful.

"Brother Ci, don't believe it, it's really good-looking, I swear, she is definitely the best-looking I have ever seen in my life." The second generation can't get used to Song Ci's disdainful expression.

"Oh."

"Brother Ci, your expression is really annoying, huh! You couldn't look away when you saw her at that time."

"Impossible." Song Ci spit out a smoke ring and answered without thinking.

"You don't believe it, do you gamble or gamble! Call dad if you lose!"

Unhappy opening of the second generation.

"Heh." Song Ci took out the wallet he had used for many years from his pocket, and threw it to the second generation, with an arrogant tone: "Keep your dog's eyes open and take a look. This is Lao Tzu's ex-girlfriend. Don't be a vulgar fan. Call the gods."

The second generation didn’t believe it, and opened Song Ci’s wallet angrily. His eyes fell on the photo, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face was incredibly full, and he said: "wc! wc!"

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