Song Ming did not hide his malice at all. He crossed his arms and looked at Xue Jianing with a sneer, waiting for her to lower her proud head.

"Xue Jianing, you don't want to? Then don't blame me. Isn't your grandma still lying in the hospital? How about I give you 100,000 yuan for taking off a piece of clothing? This business is not a loss, right?"

Xue Jianing looked at Song Ming in shock. She didn't seem to expect that Song Ming, who was gentle and elegant a few years ago, would become like this today. When they met in college, Xue Jianing's family was not well off.

Her mother favored boys over girls and left her to be raised by her grandmother after giving birth to her. Her college tuition was all paid with student loans, and her grandmother raised her by living frugally. When she first went to college, she didn't have enough to eat every day, so she drank the free soup in the cafeteria.

She was so thin that she was just a bag of bones, with a pale face and skinny body. She spent all day thinking about how to make money to finish college. During those difficult days, she met Song Ming.

Song Ming is her senior. Song Ming is handsome and gentle. At that time, she fainted due to hypoglycemia caused by hunger. It was Song Ming who carried her to the infirmary. At first, Song Ming just felt sorry for her and didn't care about her.

She was desperate and wanted to find a man to support her. She pretended to be pitiful and followed Song Ming every day. Song Ming softened his heart and bought her food. Gradually, Song Ming got used to her presence and they got together.

Song Ming's family was only moderately well-off, with a monthly living allowance of 2,000 yuan. He would keep 500 yuan for himself each time he received the living allowance, and give the rest to her.

He was really good to her and never lacked gifts and flowers. He worked part-time and ran projects to save money to buy her various supplements for health and new clothes. She was well taken care of by Song Ming.

At first she just wanted to use him, but later she developed real feelings for Song Ming and fell in love with him.

Seeing how stubborn she was, Song Ming couldn't help but utter vicious and hurtful words.

"Xue Jianing, you fucking think you're made of gold, don't you? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to finish college. You'll never be able to repay me for the rest of your life. Don't you want to? Fine, then I'll tell that vampire's mother to come find you. Then you'll have to kneel down and beg me."

Xue Jianing never thought that this day would come. The two people who were once the closest to her, those most fragile scars hidden deep in her heart would actually become the swords he stabbed at her. She was so heartbroken that she could no longer breathe.

Xue Jianing closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, reaching for the buttons of her shirt. She was wearing a blue shirt with wide sleeves and a black skirt.

She cried with trembling hands as she unbuttoned her clothes one by one. Song Ming looked at her coldly.

"Go on, why are you sending me away after just one thing?"

Xue Jianing continued to unbutton the buttons on her back with trembling hands. She was shaking with tears, her lips were bitten and bleeding, her face was pale as death, and she looked shaky, as if she would fall down at the next second.

Her hand was on the button, and she didn't move.

Seeing her dawdling like that, Song Ming growled impatiently.

"What the hell are you pretending to be? I've seen this before, and you really think you're some pure, innocent girl. Take it off now, and stop dilly-dallying."

Xue Jianing was completely disappointed. Just as she was about to unbutton her clothes, the door was pushed open.

Wei Zhao looked at the scene in front of him, turned his head in confusion and turned his back.

Xue Jianing hurriedly picked up the shirt on the ground to cover her body. She was so anxious that she buttoned a few buttons of the shirt incorrectly. She covered her face and ran out crying.

After she left, Wei Zhao closed the door.

"What's going on? Are you guys having a fight? Song Ming, that's enough. You've been entangled for several years. I don't want to interfere in your affairs, but no matter how much you hate her, you can't humiliate her like this."

Song Ming sat back in the chair exhausted. He was just overwhelmed by anger. In fact, as long as Xue Jianing bowed her head and admitted her mistake to him, he would forgive her, but she was too stubborn and refused to bow her head. He had no place to vent his anger, so it became more and more intense.

Song Ming rubbed his temples tiredly, and Wei Zhao took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"Have one."

Song Ming took the cigarette, and Wei Zhao pressed the metallic iron lighter and lit it for him.

Song Ming took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"How was the party yesterday? I forgot to tell you. You won't blame me, will you, Old Wei? I know you can handle it. Mo Tiandong, that old fox, said on the surface that he was injecting capital into us for free because of Mo Jiaojiao, but in reality, he wanted to take 20% of the dividends."

"He's treating us like free donkeys. Just a little bit of food and we'll work day and night. By the way, are you interested? As I suggested earlier, we can also enter the real estate industry and make a big splash to dampen this old fox's arrogance."

Wei Zhao leaned on the balcony of his office, where he planted several pots of succulents. Mo Jiaojiao had insisted on bringing them here, saying that having flowers and plants in the office would relieve stress.

He used his fingers to touch the emerald green and thick succulent leaves. They felt a little hard, but also cool and smooth, like jade, very similar to what he touched last night.

"I'm planning to get engaged to Mo Jiaojiao next month. By then, with the title of Mo's son-in-law, we can enter the real estate industry and get a piece of the pie. What do you think, Old Wei?"

Wei Zhao had an unclear expression. He looked at the crowds of people outside the window and suddenly felt a little irritated. Song Ming and Mo Jiaojiao's engagement seemed to be the best move for their plan, but for some reason, he always felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if something that originally belonged to him had been taken away.

Wei Zhao suddenly asked back, "Do you like her?"

This question confused Song Ming. Who did he like? Mo Jiaojiao? How could he like Mo Jiaojiao? She was just a useless vase who needed a lot of people to serve her even for dressing and eating. She was so spoiled that she would cry and complain if she walked a few more steps. She made a lot of demands every day. How could he like such a Mo Jiaojiao?

"Old Wei, are you kidding me? Of course I don't like her. How could you ask such a stupid question? I will never like a stupid, spoiled and useless woman like Mo Jiaojiao in my entire life."

Wei Zhao suddenly felt relieved, a kind of secret joy and pride that he was the only one who discovered a treasure that others didn't know about and despised.

"Song Ming, remember not to fall in love. A woman like Mo Jiaojiao is really not worthy of love. Apart from Mo Tiandong who treats her like a treasure, I'm afraid no one else will like her."

Mo Jiaojiao, who was outside the door, dropped her hands in disbelief when she heard these words, and put the lunch box in her hand on the ground while crying silently.

She held back her tears. It turned out that Song Ming didn't like her at all. They were all lying to her for the Mo family's property. They were all liars, big liars.

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