Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Yue Qi just drank a sip of water and sprayed it out. In fact, what this woman said was too ridiculous.

Four years ago, his brother was still guarding his first love lady like a jade, how could it be possible to mess with other women and cause death? It's impossible.

Although he is coveting his elder brother's woman now, but speaking from his conscience, his brother's character is still good, and it is impossible to do such irresponsible things.

As far as he knew, his brother should be in love with Miss First Love.

Although this one looks good, not to mention that compared with Ruan Xihe, it is also far behind the first love Rococo.

The men from their families are still picky, and not all women can bring them to bed.

"Cough cough cough." Yue Qi coughed twice, slightly embarrassed.

Ruan Xihe handed him a tissue.

"thanks."

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes seemed to say, and you would also say thank you.

Yue Qi found it funny.

Zheng Xiyun looked at Yue Jie's face greedily. For four years, she had never forgotten this man. She had collected too much information about him, but never got close to him. She didn't expect to meet again in this way.

She was desperate at first, but her consciousness was vague that day. She only remembered that the man was wearing a black suit. Later, her colleagues said that the prince of the Yue family saved her.

She did not expect to be pregnant with a child that night.

This was almost a shortcut to the prosperous wealth. She inquired in every way. After knowing that the more Jie is not close to female sex, she was still complacent, and the person who was not close to female **** approached her. Does it mean that she is to him? Is special.

She had read many novels before, about the love story between the president and Cinderella, so she decided to give birth to this child.

Her parents were annoyed to beat her to death, but she didn't listen, and her friends had also persuaded her, but she clung to the child.

I have wondered more than once whether this child is more like him or more like himself.

Will he pity her a bit more because of this child?

At the door of Yuejie's company, she had to pass back and forth several times a day, but she had never met him.

She thought about looking for him with her baby, but she was just an ordinary girl, she couldn't find him at all, and no one would pay attention to her, even the door of his company, she couldn't get in without the key card.

I didn't expect to meet him here, but there was a girl beside him. Zheng Xiyun felt that he had failed all his hard work over the past four years and was extremely heartbroken.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yue Jie's prudent temper was suddenly cold because of this woman's nonsense.

"You, you, you forgot about me!"

Zheng Xiyun didn't expect that he didn't remember him at all, and cried a few steps forward: "Five years ago, on September 5th, the 888 private room of Prison Phoenix Clubhouse, don't you remember it."

Now, even Yue Qi's face became serious. This woman was so excited, she even had a specific time and place, and she didn't seem to be nonsense.

Only Ruan Xihe leaned on the velvet sofa, his emotions remained unchanged.

Yue Jie began to recall that he had indeed been to the Prison Phoenix Club five years ago.

At that time, he had just taken over the family business for a few years. In the past, he was discussing a big project, but he left after signing the contract and did not stay much longer.

No, when he left, he rescued a waitress. At that time, the girl seemed to be drugged and dragged a group of rich second generations into the private room.

He sent someone to take the girl away. If he remembers correctly, he should have sent her to the hospital.

"You are the waiter!"

"Yes, you remember, you saved me that day, and then in Room 888, you wanted me. I was too scared to run away the next day. Then I got Baoer. The Shenzhen market was too big. I was too lonely, I couldn't bear to kill him, so I was born..."

The woman said while crying, as if she was sincere.