Chapter 71

"I..." Shen Hanjun choked, this matter is really his fault, such a thing, he can not escape responsibility.

Ding Dong, it's Shen Hanjun's mobile phone.

Can't wait to open, is just he called to help that person, sent him a video.

In the video, there is a woman who is almost dragged and held by someone. The whole person seems to collapse to the ground. It looks like she is forced to be pulled into the car. From the perspective of clothing, it's song Yarong.

This is as like as two peas that Shen Shen expected. The Song Yarong was put under the medicine and could not resist, so he was dragged away.

In the video, it's Jiang Huai who drags song Yarong. Master song's pupil dilates, "what's the matter? How can they? "

"They? Uncle song, do you know these people? " Shen Hanjun grasped the key points in master song's words.

It's obvious that master song knows these two people for sure. Shen Hanjun looks at the person in the video very carefully, but he can't see clearly. The person still lowers his head and can only see the outline vaguely. It seems that he has seen this person somewhere, but he can't remember where he saw this person for a moment.

But master song changed his previous anxiety, and his voice was feeble. "Han Jun, you go back first. It has nothing to do with you."

I thought Yarong had been in the Song family for such a long time, and Jin Beihan didn't need her anymore. But today, he openly robbed people. Only Jin Beihan needed her. Otherwise, according to Jin Beihan, she wouldn't be such a drag.

But what did they do to Yarong? It was like falling asleep. Could it be that Yarong didn't agree with them and they forced them to take it away.

Master song didn't have much expectation for Jin Beihan. At the beginning, he could only turn a blind eye to Jin Beihan. He didn't expect that they were more and more unscrupulous.

Master song's worried daughter has been cleaned and sent to Jin Beihan's bed.

Jin Beihan's bed was much more comfortable than her own. She turned around and directly occupied the whole bed.

Jin Beihan was full of remorse. Why did he take back the trouble.

Reach out to have to drag the woman to the side of the seat, estimate song Yarong is uncomfortable, turned over a body, and occupied the whole bed.

But he had no patience with her. He reached out and pulled someone rudely. Before he let go, the comfortable woman grabbed Jin Beihan's hand and fell into the bed.

Jin Beihan didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would let a woman throw him into bed blatantly. He looked at the woman lying beside him in amazement.

But the creator didn't know it at all. He found a comfortable seat with his hands and feet and lay down like that with a hum in his mouth.

It's hard for Jin Beihan.

"This damned woman is really looking for things." That woman's Petite hand, is putting in his that already ice fire two heavy sky place.

Still feel uncomfortable, whisper, "what thing how hot ah."

The words fall that restless small hand, begin to touch everywhere disorderly, still stay in the same place finally.

Jin Beihan is really unbearable, voice with a trace of helplessness, "Song Yarong, you'd better give me a little understanding, quickly give me your hand!"

"What are you doing? Don't make any noise, darling." Song Yarong pursed her lips discontentedly and patted her unruly little hands up and down.

This tone is very similar to coax children, and finally song Yarong doodle mouth, casually in front of the man, kiss a few, very satisfied and go to sleep again.

Song Yarong inadvertently teases and lights the fire on Jin Beihan's body. It's about to ignite his body. Song Yarong doesn't stop his behavior.

He also wanted to take a cold bath to cool down. Now it seems that he doesn't need it. There's a ready-made one here. Why bother.

Move the woman to the middle rudely, don't you like sleeping in the middle, that will help you.

The man took off the woman's clothes wildly, no matter whether she agreed or not, he did it directly, but at the last step, he chose to give up.

Picking up clothes from the ground and putting them on one by one, Jin Beihan's eyes were full of what men wanted most.

Chagrined to get up, said a word to the woman on the bed, then went into the bathroom, which revealed the cool.

In the morning, when Jiang Huaigang opened the door of his study, he saw Jin Beihan sitting there, startled for a moment, and immediately cried, "Yeh."

Jin Beihan was sitting there decadent. He was still fine a few days ago. How did he suddenly become like this? His wife didn't come back. How could she still be like this?Jin Beihan was also the first dumb to eat Coptis chinensis. He had a bitter experience.

Knead brow, a face tired appearance, "how many meetings tomorrow."

"Sir, there will be four meetings tomorrow, one large meeting and three small meetings." Jiang Huai said respectfully.

"Inform them to change all their signatures and move them to today or the day after tomorrow."

Jin Beihan's work should be done at the right time. He never said that it would be done ahead of time or later. This was the first time Jiang Huai met him.

"Get in touch now."

Jin Beihan rubs his temples, and the overtime workers are in a hurry for two days.

The people in the room are sleeping sweetly. They wake up after three hours.

Head dizzy, like being beaten, subconsciously reaching out to get his mobile phone, but touching the boundless bed.

Song Yarong's eyes suddenly open, the familiar European style room, she was stunned, how she is here, not in the leisure hall.

It must be the wrong way to get up in the morning. She must still be dreaming. If she can't, she will have to sleep again. It will be different if she sleeps again.

Song Yarong covers the quilt and falls asleep.

Outside the sun, rising to the top of the head, song Yarong is still sleepy, maid carrying tea into the bedroom.

Song Yarong whispered in her ear, "madam, it's noon. Wake up quickly."

Song Ya Rong hum, push the maid, turn around and go on sleeping.

"Madam, it's sobering tea. It's not too late to drink it before you go to bed."

Sobering tea?

Why is the voice so strange? This is not the Song family!

Song Yarong sits on the bed and looks at the surrounding buildings. She is really in Jin's house. How did she come here? She is still in Jin Beihan's room.

In the morning, she thought it was an illusion, but she didn't think it was true. The sobering tea in the maid's hand was what she hated most.

She didn't want to stay in this ghost place. "No, I should go back."

Song Yarong lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The maid asked uneasily, "where are you going, madam?"

"Back to my own house, of course." Jin Beihan doesn't like to see you here. Staying here is not asking for trouble.

"This is your home, ma'am." Said the maid, puzzled.

This is her home?

No, it's not her home. She and Jin Beihan are just interests. Yes, they are interests.