C24 Jiang Yueming's Worry

He coughed.

He tried to change the topic.

What a joke, father had already set family rules that no one in the family was allowed to interact with people from the entertainment circle. One after the other, he violated his father's taboo. How dare he ask his father to attend the wedding?

Being able to marry Yue Ming was already his greatest limit.

He could only let himself do as he pleased, but how could he control the old man?

"This... Father's health hasn't been very good lately. "

Her tone was instantly cold.

"Qu Cong, you are not sincere to me!"

He was anxious to the point that his entire body was covered with thorns. Sincerity, sincerity, he was a million points of sincerity.

Was it really that important that her father came to the wedding?

However, Yue Ming had already pushed him out and slammed the door shut.

"Yue Ming …" Open door... "Yue Ming …"

There was no sound from inside.

"Good, good, good …" I promise you, I'll do my best to convince my father to come back … Yue Ming … Do you hear me? "

Still no one opened the door.

Inside, the woman sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Her posture was so beautiful, her entire being was like the first red plum blossoming in winter. Cold and elegant, her arrogance and the fragrance she exuded assailed people's hearts … However, who knew the helplessness and despondency in her eyes?

She had already lost a lot.

But what was it?

Who could afford what she wanted?

A melody!

A melody!

He loved her so much that she was bruised... Home gone, husband hurt, marriage broken... His great future was gone … Now, he could only curl up within this small world and enjoy the luxury he provided …

He opened the drawer.

The Scots Lodge Deed, Small Private Airplanes... There was even a luxury yacht... and a lot of jewelry, and bonds...

Indeed, she would never be able to earn these things in her life.

Indeed, Melody was much more generous than Young Master Wang.

Young Master Wang was completely reliant on his family. There were a few elders holding power, and he was an experienced man. He didn't have a lot of money for his girlfriend to spend. Sometimes she even leaned against him.

As for Qu Cunzi, he relied on his status as an only child to become a business prodigy, accumulating tens of billions of dollars … He was known as the little millionaire.

The problem was, she knew that the reason the song existed was because it relied on Old Man Qu's support.

Old Man Qu did his best to support him and gave him a good image of being able to start his own business.

In essence, he was not much stronger than Young Master Wang.

Love him?

Love his style?

Is that possible?

She took a long drag on her cigarette and burst into tears.

Outside the window, it was drizzling.

The door was still ringing, "Yue Ming... Yue Ming … Please, open the door... "Open the door, listen to me …"

By then, it was already late at night.

He had been standing in the rain for hours.

She blew a smoke ring and felt bored.

Men were really cheap when chasing women.

"Yue Ming …" Yue Ming … Listen to me... "I love you …"

I love you!

When a man wants you, he loves you.

He no longer had any interest in your body. How much of this love could he possibly have?

"..."

She went to the window and saw the man standing in the cold rain, soaked to the skin.

"Qu Sizhi, don't play any tricks. I'm telling you, if father doesn't come to the wedding, don't even think about me marrying you!"

She felt a little pleased with herself.

This was his bottom line.

She knew.

He couldn't call his old man.

But, if this old man did not appear, how could she be considered the dignified young mistress of the Qu Family? This old man was only such an only child, yet he was hiding from such a huge matter like marrying his son and daughter-in-law. How could she, Jiang Yueming, be proud of such a thing?

"Yue Ming …" "Listen to me …"

"I don't want to hear anything. Qu Sengzi, if you're a man, then act like one!"

Outside the door, nothing happened.

The cold of spring had arrived.

The Tong Zi flowers were blooming in a pinkish white color. The weather seemed to have turned into winter overnight.

The weather was chilly in spring, and after a few days, it would truly be spring.

That night, Li Xiaobao was tired of playing game by himself. Just as he was about to turn off the light and go to sleep, the door was slammed open.

The financial backer walked in with a gloomy face.

It was drizzling outside. He wasn't wearing an umbrella. His hair was wet, and as he sat there, he radiated an icy aura.

The temperature of the entire room dropped by several degrees.

Since the financial backer had come, he naturally had to be courteous.

She poured the tea herself.

He could not see through the happiness, anger, and sadness on his face.

There was no smell of alcohol, no anger. He seemed to be quite awake.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't.

Little Treasure poured and drank by himself. The dense steam, the fragrance of the tea, kept getting into her nose.

He looked at her strangely a few times before suddenly throwing himself at her.

She immediately understood that this guy must have met with some misfortune on the part of Yue Ming.

It was written in the novels that the male protagonist was tortured by the female protagonist to the point of being jealous. As for this passer-by, if she wasn't a coquettish girl, then she was a brothel prostitute or some random servant girl … In short, there was a physical need to vent for the male lead. At most, they would just give them some money and laugh.

Li Xiaobao knew that he was a supporting role in this category.

Otherwise, why would he call her a mistress?

However, a supporting role also has a supporting role principle, right?

When he came on her, she yelled, "Everyone is responsible for preventing AIDS... "Please use the condom first …"

His eyebrows tightened.

Very maliciously, he pressed all his weight on top of her and pulled out something.

"Will this work?"

God.

It was a whole dozen little raincoats.

All of them had small, needle-like holes in them.

He took one, and unexpectedly managed to put it on his finger. He mischievously turned the small hole into a big hole, and laughed sinisterly: "Li Xiaobao …" Didn't I tell you? You have to pay the price... "I've used up all of these Tank Stab..."

She couldn't breathe.

No longer caring if the TT had a hole.

Because his kiss had come down...

Not a kiss.

It was like ice.

This fellow was drenched in the rain, and his entire body was freezing cold.

It was like she was holding a piece of ice.

He clung to the hot body almost greedily.

This woman, she didn't have anything that was worthy of a man's infatuation.

Only, she was so hot, so hot … Her body temperature was higher than normal, her hands, her feet, her warm face, her greasy, smooth body...

Like a wild wolf walking in a world of ice and snow, he could not help but approach the fire.

They may never have tasted cooked meat.

But believe me, wild animals will go crazy once they taste the sweetness of cooked meat.

He was mad about the stove.

Fanaticism, impatience, explosive madness...

It was the release of pure desire, the instinct of an animal.

Not a trace of emotion.

What he did not have in the woman he loved he sought here a small comfort and compensation.

With the temperature mixing, he quickly warmed up.

Her whole body was heating up.

It was like a frog being put into boiling water, rolling and boiling... and was cooked...

That night, he slept soundly beside her. He extended his arms and hugged her tightly.

He pressed her against his chest several times, barely able to breathe, struggling for a breath of fresh air, but he caught her by the arm.

That night, he was unscrupulous.

Half asleep, half awake, the happiest moment, thinking of that lovely, detestable face … That was Yue Ming … No matter what, she was a woman who would never put him in her heart. She was the moon in the sky that he could not reach even by any means … To love so hard is still a reflection of the moon... Yue Ming, Yue Ming!

He had no place to vent his frustration and could only tightly kiss the woman beside him.

He sucked the tip of her tongue.

When she was unable to breathe, she suddenly felt a wave of pain.

His large hands tightly embraced her, preventing her from having any room to struggle. His voice was weak, like a child who was eagerly looking at candy and drooling, but couldn't reach it no matter how hard he looked.

"Yue Ming …" Yue Ming … Why don't you love me... Why... Why... Is it so hard to love me? Why not try to love me? Why? Which part of me can't compare with Young Master Wang? Is Young Master Wang really that good? Where am I in your heart? What the hell don't you like about me? "Say it, you said that I will definitely change it …"

Little Treasure was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak.

A faint trace of blood seeped out of his lips.

Who would dare to love this wild beast?

Only a madman would fall in love with him.

She tried with all her might to push him away, but his strength was extraordinary. When the beast came up, it completely ignored her and fiercely suppressed her …

That time, she felt pain …

Although he was used to this sort of thing, he still felt pain.

The bed seemed to have become a terrifying object. Upon seeing it, his body would feel pain.

However, she could not escape, nor could she escape. She could only fall under him, turning from resistance to obedience. Let him be, let him be … Everything was a complete abandonment.

At a certain moment, she seemed to have thought of something. A vicious man appeared in front of her eyes, and her enormous leather boots trampled down mercilessly, as if she was expelling a wild dog, "Go to hell … You little loser... You're as much of a nuisance as your bitch... "Go to hell, you actually dare to lie to laozi with your bitch? Laozi's raising a dog is better than yours, if I knew earlier this would happen, laozi would have already strangled you to death when you were born." Roll... All of this money was left to my son. In the future, don't even think about getting another point … Roll... "I will never see you again in this life. I will fight every time I see you …"

A splitting headache came upon him.

It was like a long self-imposed exile. She had fallen into hell.

However, she couldn't utter a word. All her resentment had been completely swallowed up by one person … She gave up struggling and went limp, like a stray dog, not knowing who she was, not caring, not even caring if there was a tomorrow or not.