The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

The man twitched his lips and sneered, "You are really rich."

When Chi Lin thought of the past, his face turned even redder and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Qi Yue stared at him coldly and said, "Take off your clothes."

Chi Lin was horrified and quickly covered his chest and stepped back.

After thinking it was wrong, he used his free hand to cover his lower body.

"Chairman Qi! I'm straight! I'm as straight as steel! I'm not gay!"

I've heard that Qi Yue is abnormal, but now...

Chi Lin cried, and he asked why all the assistants here were men.

In the end, Chi Lin took off his upper body, and then Qi Yue stared at his white fat belly and closed his eyes.

Tongyu received news from the lawyer these days that Song Rong paid 80% of the compensation.

She knew how much Song Rong meant to her, and it seemed like he was completely empty.

Just ...

Tong Yu's eyes darkened. It had been three days and there was no news from Shen Lan.

"Madam! Holy shit!"

Qi Dong and Qi Xi couldn't stop her. Tong Yu picked up a car from the garage and drove away.

Tong Yu has a driver's license, and has been hanging out with Pei Jiu and the others since he was a child, and has been to a racing track before.

She hates to sit and wait for death, and she also hates to put her fate in the hands of others.

I don't want to be led by Song Rong anymore.

At that time, the Song family

Song Qingzi's face was already festering, with pits all over it that looked particularly creepy.

At this moment, she was bending over, putting her ear close to the wall and listening carefully. She looked extremely thin.

In the master bedroom next door, Song Rong stood with a group of men in black.

Several suitcases were placed in front of him, and Song Rong's eyes were full of greedy smiles.

All the suitcases were opened, bundles of red banknotes were neatly laid out, and the air was filled with the smell of money.

A man in black said, "Song Rong, this is the money I promised you. Don't forget our agreement."

Song Rong smiled: "Don't worry, I don't care about this little money."

The man in black said nothing, his eyes full of contempt.

He casually threw a business card over and said, "Use this number for future communications."

Song Rong still took it with a smile, his smile hadn't stopped since yesterday.

As for these people, they are like clowns in his eyes, and sooner or later they will have to kneel down and lick his shoes.

He gave an address and said, "Just put the money there. Be careful."

The man in black left, and Song Rong sneered.

The business card fell silently to the ground, and he raised his leg and stomped on it several times.

After finishing, he quickly pulled out a suitcase and ran out with things in his hands.

Someone met him as he went out, and the car drove quickly, leaving the manor and running through the red light.

Song Rong's body was shaking, and he didn't know whether he was excited or happy.

"Drive faster. Drive faster."

As for Song Qingzi, he actually didn't even think about it.

He feels disdain and exploitation towards Tong Yu, and even has a subtle fatherly feeling towards her.

But he had no feelings towards Song Qingzi, who was just a stranger related to him by blood.

The Song family now only has a few servants left, who are responsible for cooking and cleaning.

More importantly, keep an eye on Song Qingzi.

Of course, what they don’t know is that the employer who paid them has already packed up and run.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of porcelain breaking in the room.

"what--"

A scream completely caught the attention of the servant, who knocked on the door and asked, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

No one spoke, but another sound of shattering was heard.

The servant panicked, fearing something might happen, and quickly took the key to open the door.

Seeing the indoor scene, she covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Miss!!"

Song Qingzi was seen lying on the ground, her face pale and blood gushing from her wrist.

The servant hurried over to check his breath, then dialed the phone with trembling hands.

"boom!"

The cell phone slipped, the servant's eyes widened, and a fruit knife was stuck in his back.

Song Qingzi's face was fierce, and she thrust the knife inside with force.

Blood was still dripping from the wrist. No, to be more precise, it was near the wrist.

She didn't commit suicide at all!

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after one day--

Tong Yu got off the car and looked at a group of strange yet familiar short earthen buildings.

The old man has lived here all his life and would never go to a big city.

Song Rong was still filial and often brought her and Qin Ya back to visit their parents until they passed away.

When he came out, he sent a message to Shen Lan, saying that someone would come to pick her up.

Haha, I’m trying hard to do facial expression exercises to soften my stiff and cold face.

Don't scare the young master!

The first time Tong Yu saw this person, she thought of his nickname.

Watermelon head!

Haha said calmly, "My name is Haha, and I am the master's man. Madam, you have worked hard along the way. Would you like to take a rest?"

Tong Yu automatically understood this master to be Qi Yue.

Her body was tired, but she still forced herself to speak.

"No, take me to see Tong Ye."

Hahaha, "Um, do you really want to go?"

Tong Yu took the lead and walked forward, "Of course, Shen Lan is unreliable."

Shen Lan was really wronged.

Not only does he have to deal with a group of old foxes right after getting off the plane, but he also has to face assassinations from top killers from all over the country on the way to Youshan Town.

After all the trouble, we still have to deal with a group of dogs raised by capitalists, the slaves.

Shen Lan is so tired of killing people.

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Liu Daya's forehead, and the cold and piercing voice chilled him to the bone.

"What about people?"

The 200-pound man was shaking on the ground: "What? I don't know what you are talking about."

Shen Lan clicked his tongue, his eyes filled with hostility, and suddenly pointed the gun at the thick thigh.

"Ahhhh!"

Liu Daya rolled on the ground in pain, wailing and screaming miserably.

"Let me ask you one last question: Where is the man with blue eyes whom you locked in the pigpen?"

Shen Lan smiled, his seductive and evil face full of arrogance.

He raised his hand and pointed the gun at Liu Daya's arm again. Although he kept rolling to avoid it, the silencer gun still hit him accurately every time.

Tong Yu stood in the distance and took everything in with a cold look in her eyes.

This time she was not afraid and her legs did not weaken.

He just stared at Liu Daya, hoping that he could say something useful.

Haha, I took a secret look and felt that this young master had the temperament of the Third Master and the heart of the one above.

Well...as for the Second Master, I don’t know what he resembles.

Liu Daya rolled on the ground, screaming and opening his mouth, covered in blood, and it seemed that he was in danger.

Xixi took out a pill from the jade bottle and stuffed it into his mouth.

Despite the blood all over the ground and the fact that he had been beaten to pieces, he was still holding on to his breath and his will remained.

Trembling and huddled in the corner, his burly figure looked like a big fat pig in a pigsty.

"I don't know who you are. Didn't you take the blue-eyed guy away a long time ago?"

Hee Hee's expression changed, "By us?"

Liu Daya's face turned pale, "They were taken away by a group of people in black clothes."

Shen Lan narrowed his eyes: "When?"

Liu Daya stopped talking. He was in so much pain and wanted to close his eyes.

But he just couldn't close his eyes. Instead, he felt the pain of being pierced by a gun, which made him extremely excited.