After the divorce: The president can no longer control the young mistress

Chapter 509 Baby~
Sheng Chaomu wasn't sure if the medicine had taken effect.

She made a worried tone:

"You... what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort? How about I help you go upstairs to rest? Or should I call you a doctor?"

But the only response to her was the sound of the man collapsing.

Fu Huaijin lay on the dining table in front of her and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Sheng Chaomu poured all the red wine on the table into the trash can, then emptied two bottles of white wine, and sprinkled part of the white wine on Fu Huaijin's body, then called Qin Huai and ordered:
"Boss Fu drank too much, help me to help him go upstairs to rest."

When Qin Huai walked over, Fu Huaijin was immediately smelt of alcohol.

He was a little surprised, so he subconsciously asked Sheng Chaomu: "Young master, how did he drink like this?"

Sheng Chaomu said calmly, "Probably because of happiness."

Qin Huai was puzzled: "Happy?"

Sheng Chaomu pulled his lips at him, and said calmly: "Yes. I agreed to his marriage proposal, shouldn't he be happy?"

Qin Huai: "..."

Five minutes later, when Qin Huai left the room with his bodyguards, Sheng Chaomu used Fu Huaijin's mobile phone to call Zhan Xiuyuan.

At this time, Zhan Xiuyuan was discussing Wen Hui's marriage with Fu Huaijin with Wen Hui's grandfather.

Although Mr. Wen knew that his precious granddaughter loved Fu Huaijin, he did not approve of this marriage.

Therefore, he opened his mouth almost after Zhan Lao's voice fell:

"Old Zhan, you and I have been friends for decades. If I have something to say, I will say it directly. I will not agree to this marriage. I am such a granddaughter, it is impossible to push her into the fire pit. To say that Fu Huaijin has Wenhui in his heart, I'm definitely willing to do so. But Fu Huaijin's heart and eyes are full of that woman Sheng Chaomu, if I give Wenhui to him, it will be Wenhui's harm, and I won't agree to anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Hui, who was sitting beside him, cried and said:
"Grandpa, if you don't agree, I will... go on a hunger strike. In short, I will not marry Mr. Fu in my life. Anyway, my parents died early. If you leave me alone, I will go to the underworld to reunite with them."

Wen was too old to speak.

Just at this moment, Zhan Lao's cell phone vibrated.

He saw that it was Fu Huaijin calling, so he quickly connected the call.

But after the call was connected, it was not Fu Huaijin's voice that came from the phone, but Sheng Chaomu.

"Old Zhan, it's me, Sheng Chaomu."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xiuyuan's face darkened, and his voice was stern:

"Sheng Chaomu, how dare you use Fu Huaijin's mobile phone to call me to provoke me?"

"Old Zhan, I didn't come to challenge you, I came to ask you for help. I was imprisoned in the Diyuan Villa by Fu Huaijin. He threatened to imprison me for the rest of my life and forced me to argue with him. I have had enough of his torture. , so I need your help. Don't you dream of driving me out of the imperial capital?
I don't care what method you use now, get me out of the Emperor Garden before dawn, otherwise, once the effect of Fu Huaijin's sleeping pills wears off, then I can only disturb your entire Zhan clan as Mrs. Fu. "

After Sheng Chaomu said nothing, he cut off Zhan Xiuyuan's phone call.

After she hung up the phone, she used her mobile phone to contact Jiang Xiaojin.

At this time, Jiang Xiaojin was at the gate of the police station in the west of the imperial capital.

He was sitting in the car with a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and his sharp phoenix eyes looked at the woman who came out of the police station through a car window.

Her whole body is like a delicate flower after being destroyed by a storm, fragile and vulnerable.

While answering Sheng Chaomu's call, Jiang Xiaojin rolled down the car window and dusted off the cigarette ash.

He said with no emotion in his voice: "Have you considered it so soon?"

Sheng Chaomu said: "I was imprisoned by Fu Huaijin in the Emperor Garden, and the Emperor Garden is full of his people. I have had enough of being imprisoned and tortured by him and lost my freedom. I can't be like a soulless puppet and let him abuse me for the rest of my life. . . . I have no choice."

Jiang Xiaojin hooked her thin lips, and said with a smile: "So, you want me to take you out of the sea of ​​suffering?"

Sheng Chaomu frowned: "Isn't it a two-way cooperation?"

Jiang Xiaojin chuckled and said, "Yes, it's a two-way cooperation. But you are not my only choice, but I am your only driftwood right now, aren't you?"

Sheng Chaomu took a deep breath: "What do you mean? Are you going to regret it?"

Jiang Xiaojin took a deep puff of cigarette, looked out of the car window at the woman who quickly walked in front of his car, and said in a cold voice, "Why? How do you think I can cooperate with you?"

Sheng Chaomu said: "Zhan Xiuyuan will get me out of the imperial garden, I hope you can personally escort me out of the imperial capital after this."

At this moment, Jiang Xiaojin snuffed out the scarlet cigarette butt, and said in a half-smile tone:
"Yes." After a pause, "I will send someone to contact you, see you at the airport."

……

After Jiang Xiaojin cut off Sheng Chaomu's phone call, she opened the door and got out of the car.

He looked condescendingly at the young woman in front of him who raised a small face to him, her eyes were red and filled with tears.

Jiang Xiaojin looked at her for a while, then said with a low smile, "Miss Qin, why do you look at me like that?"

Qin Miaoren raised her arm to slap him almost after he finished speaking, but just as she raised her arm, the man grabbed her wrist.

Qin Miaoren failed to hit him, and became angry from embarrassment:
"Jiang Xiaojin, why did you treat me like this? Why? You first lied to me to lose my virginity, and then you lied to my feelings. Now it's even worse. You even tricked me into taking contraband... You made me so unbearable , why exactly?"

Qin Miaoren yelled to the end, tears fell down.

She is extremely beautiful, the kind of beauty that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and she is especially charming when the pear blossoms are raining.

Jiang Xiaojin looked at her expressionlessly, and said to her ruthlessly and indifferently:

"Why? Has no one ever told you that my fiancée was played to death by your father? Father's debt is repaid, do you understand?"

Qin Miaoren's tears fell even more fiercely, her shoulders trembled as she cried, and her tone trembled, "I don't know about this, I..."

"You know now." Jiang Xiaojin lit another cigarette.

While swallowing the clouds, his voice became more and more icy:
"My fiancée was pregnant for three months before being raped by him. When she was killed by your father, her body was almost soaked in blood. It was her blood, and it was also the blood of the fetus in her womb. It is said that you Just outside his room door, you clearly heard my fiancée calling for help, but you turned a deaf ear to it, the revenge belonging to your Qin family has just begun, do you understand?"

What Jiang Xiaojin said was all about the tragic destruction of the Jiang family five years ago.

Qin Miao was 16 years old five years ago.

Although the father in her impression was not in harmony with her mother, he loved her daughter very much.

She didn't know that her father would be such a beast where she couldn't see it.

She didn't even remember what Jiang Xiaojin said.

She burst into tears, her voice trembling more and more:
"I... I don't even know who your fiancée is. How could I stand by and watch your fiancée being abused without doing anything?"

Jiang Xiaojin raised her hand to pinch her chin, bowed her head and kissed her red and swollen eyelids, and said with a low smile:
"Honey, the way you're crying all over your face really softens my heart."

(End of this chapter)