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It was not as if Sheng Wangqing had not considered this question. Logic had repeatedly ordered her to "give up on Song Ming's sword". Sense also feels reluctant, always feel that there is a little hope, can realize the dream. Perhaps by chance, Song Mingjian would fall in love with him.

No matter how smart a woman was, once she fell in love, she would become an absolute fool.

Especially now, there was no way out for Sheng Wangqing. For the sake of her brother Ming Jian, she had even violated the law. If he turned back now, wouldn't all of his efforts go down the drain?

"Mom, I understand the logic, but I don't want to give up." Sheng Wangqing gritted her teeth and said resolutely, "Give me another year. If I don't succeed, I will listen to your arrangements. A blind date is good too. Marriage is fine, hurry up and marry yourself out. "

He felt sorry for his daughter's persistence, but there was no way for her to persuade her daughter. The child was old and had her own ideas. She couldn't possibly guide her daughter the way she had when she was young. Let her be. I hope she knocks against the south wall and knows the pain will make her turn back.

Sheng Wangqing slept until midnight. She only felt that there was someone swaying by her bedside. Then a pair of cold woman's fingers closed around her neck, squeezing tighter and tighter until she could hardly breathe.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Sheng Wangqing wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on. However, her eyes seemed to be covered in glue, and no matter what, she couldn't open them. She tried to pull her hands away from her neck, but they were like cotton, limp and powerless.

A gloomy female voice said: "Miss Sheng, you are so despicable! You've got so many wheels. Stupid me, causing me so much pain! Look at me, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied? "

Sheng Wangqing struggled to open her eyes and was immediately scared out of her mind. Zhao Xin'er stood in front of her with a face covered in blood and gave her a strange sneer. "You wicked woman, I will kill you!" Zhao Xin'er's pale white face, which was covered in blood, was quickly enlarged. She was so frightened that she started to scream.

Ah!" Sheng Qingqing suddenly sat up from the bed. Her heart was still beating rapidly. Where was Zhao Xin`er? He had just had a nightmare.

He drank a glass of water and steadied his heartbeat. Sheng Gongqing comforted herself over and over again, "It's okay, it's okay." The sunglasses guy kept promising he would clean up and not leave any evidence.

What should he do next? Only by taking advantage of Mother Song, there were only two women that Song Mingjian cared about in this world. One was his mother, the other was Gu Xiangling.

Song Mingjian was in the company conference room presiding over a financial storm, but Song Tianshu was unconscious. Although the company is full of talented people, but the age is relatively young, in the ordinary decision-making with ease, in the face of the financial crisis is a bit at a loss.

After a few more ideas were proposed and discussed repeatedly, an unprecedented tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if a match would be lit when struck.

After discussing all morning, they had only adopted two or three solutions. Seeing the tired expressions on his subordinates' faces, Song Mingjian knew that they were indeed tired. They had spent countless nights writing out these plans.

"Coincidentally, Mother Song called him and told him to come home no matter what." This is the end of today's meeting, so let's talk more in private. We'll meet again in three days. "

As soon as he entered the living room and saw Sheng Wangqing, Song Mingjian immediately understood his mother's intentions. In front of his mother. On the surface, he naturally wouldn't embarrass her. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Mother Song said that she was not feeling well and went back to her bedroom to rest. He left Sheng Wangqing and Song Mingjian alone in the living room.

Song Ming's expression was lazy as he undid the buttons on his suit. Just this simple action had already caused Sheng Qing Qing's face to redden and her heart to beat faster. Slowly lowering his head, he stole a glance at him.

"Miss Sheng, let's go to my bedroom." When Song Mingjian suddenly said this, it was so shocking that Sheng Qingqing couldn't believe her own ears. Go... His bedroom!

Two blobs of red rose up to Sheng Wangqing's cheeks. She thought to herself, Have I finally achieved what I've imagined so many times? He quickly glanced at Song Ming's sword. There was a frivolous and evil look in his eyes. It was like countless bullets had instantly destroyed the last of Sheng Wangqing's modesty.

It was a short trip, but Sheng Wangqing felt as if she was walking on cotton. When she finally walked into the artistic and manly bedroom, she saw Song Mingjian sitting on the bed with his legs crossed. She realized this was real, not a dream.

"Brother Mingjian!" Sheng Wangqing used a soft and gentle voice to call out to him, but Song Mingjian remained unmoved as he slowly shook his head at her. How to ignite a man's desire... "Fire, can't you?"

Sheng Qingqing's face turned red, she could not figure out what to do next. After hesitating for a few seconds, Song Mingjian impatiently said: "Miss Sheng, I don't have the patience to wait for you any longer." With that, he got up and was about to leave.

Forcing himself to take off his jacket, Sheng Wan-jie quickly took off his clothes that were snug to his body. Song Ming's sword could be used to draw the red light. Why would she be shy when she made such an undisguised request?

It is said that men like to put them in bed. Song Mingjian was no exception to the name of a loose woman.

One by one, the clothes peeled off Sheng Wangqing's body until she was completely naked. Her face was flushed, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes. Song Ming's sword sized her up from top to bottom, but there was no trace of desire in his eyes. Miss Sheng, look, I didn't react at all. "

Sheng Gongqing stared at a certain part of his body doubtfully. It was indeed gentle. An unspeakable sense of insult rose in her. She had always considered herself attractive, and any man who saw her would stir up a primal impulse.

Song Ming's gaze was fixed on her for several minutes, as if he was looking at an object that had no appreciation for him. You can neither satisfy the needs of my soul, nor arouse the desires of my body. What's the use of me marrying a wife like you? "

"Sheng Wangqing could no longer hold it in. This insult is too vicious." Song Mingjian, you aren't crippled are you? " She raised her hand to wipe the tears at the corner of his eyes. Her heart was in so much pain that it felt like it was filled with dumplings. Although she knew that Song Mingjian didn't like her or even hate her, she didn't expect him to hate her to such an extent.

Song Mingjian casually took out a book from the bookshelf and read through it. Without even raising his head, he said, "Miss Sheng, since we are friends for generations, I will leave you some face in front of your family. "If you continue to pester me without knowing what's good for you, don't blame me for bringing those unpleasant words to your family."

What else could Sheng Wangqing say? She calmly put on her clothes and rushed out of the Song Family residence as if she was fleeing for her life. Her heart was burning with a flame that was half love and half hate. It was burning to the point that she almost suffocated.

"She still could not get her hands on Song Mingjian. In order to get close to him, she forced herself onto the cliff, but he was still far from her reach." Song Mingjian, you still don't understand me. If I can't get it, I'd rather ruin it. " "Huanqing turned around and looked at Song Mingjian's bedroom." Even if you refuse, can't you find a way to be polite? Must you insult me to death? "

If you refuse my love, then be prepared to accept my revenge!