C3 Go to hell!

Su Qian Chen closed his eyes and laughed in pain. His voice resonated in the quiet villa.

"You forgot, we have a contract. This is your duty! "Leng Ziming, what right do you have to reject our customer!"

Every word she spoke hurt her heart.

Su Drifting Water looked at Leng Ziming's gloomy face. At this moment, Tang Zheng was like a wolf, blinking his beautiful eyes at her. If it wasn't a crime for her to kill someone, she would have died countless times over.

The sky spun, and she was suddenly lifted up and pressed down on the cold floor.

This humiliating posture was like that of a wild beast.

Su Qian was in so much pain that he was trembling, but he refused to make a sound!

The big hand was rough, it touched her slender neck, and Leng Ziming sneered, "You want it? "Then I'll let you have enough."

This sentence was like a poison that was slowly injected into Su Qian's heart. In an instant, her heart stopped beating. She froze on the spot, her entire body ice-cold.

He pressed her down on the sofa, not wanting to see her face, not wanting her to see the look on his face when he was in high tide!

Tears fell heavily on the cold marble. Su Qian's fingernails grinded against the smooth floor, hurting her to the point that her heart was splitting.

"Leng Ziming, you won't leave me, right?"

She was answered by the brusque gesture of a man in the disorderly living room, the cold floor, in the most shameful position.

She felt her heart shatter as she moved.

So tired, so tired.

For nine years, she had been pretending to be a good wife every day. He went from a young lady who didn't touch the sun and spring water to an emotional psychopath.

Her heart was filled with Leng Ziming.

She had given him his freedom, but she had broken his wings herself.

All this was just his own fault.

For nine years, every time a man came home it was midnight, and every time he went to bed he would be drunk.

It was as if she had no choice but to vent her emotions to him.

How could she not know his heart? She naively believed that even if this was the case, it didn't matter. As long as she was here, it would be fine. One day, she would be able to take back his heart.

Until today, she had received a call.

It was a gentle voice on the other end, shy. "Miss Su, is this you?"

"Hello, who are you?" While flipping through the latest magazine, Su Xiujing considered whether to buy cosmetics from it, not paying much attention to the person on the other end of the phone.

"I am Song Qingqing."

"Yes." Flipping over a page, Su Drifting Water thought about what delicious food she would make when Leng Ziming came back.

"Zi Ming has been feeling a lot of pain recently."

The moment the thought disappeared, Su Qian's tone turned ice-cold. "What did you say? Who exactly are you? "

"I am Song Qingqing." The other party was still as soft as ever, seemingly very afraid. "Zi Ming wants to be together with me …"

Broken heart, Su shui felt like she was a joke,

She was the cold lady, why was she in such a sorry state when facing Little Three?

Because, Leng Zi did not love her!

She didn't have any chips, so she didn't even dare to ask which one Song Qingqing and I will choose. Her marriage, her position as a cold lady! It was only because of the contract from nine years ago.

Only when she put down the phone did she realize that she had awoken from a dream.

What did Awakening From the Dream feel like?

Pain!

She could not see the man's expression, and could only stare at the shadow that kept moving on the marble. Her heart was so blocked that she couldn't utter a single word.

His knees were in extreme pain, and so was his body.

But she couldn't bear to call for it to stop. This was their love affair, even if it was violent or humiliating.

At the end of the day, Leng Ziming did not stop and left while slamming the door.