Chapter 922

Under this slap, not only president Nie, but also Zhuang Shubin and Su Fangfei changed their faces.

The so-called dog beating also depends on the owner. Song Shuling slapped his wife in front of Zhuang Shubin! Anyone feels that the female boss of Fengsheng company is too good to be seen.

She is just the boss of a small cosmetics company. To put it worse, she is not qualified to bring shoes to Zhuang Shubin regardless of her status or status.

Zhuang Shubin, a senior official in Beijing China, is enough to crush her to death!

In particular, Zhu Hongmei, who was slapped in the face by song Shuling, touched her red and swollen cheek with trembling palms. She couldn't believe that she looked at Song Shuling.

"Dare you hit me? You cunt, how dare you beat me

The lady, dressed in a luxurious lady's suit, was like a mad bull. She rushed forward to tear song Shuling's hair.

But it was pulled down by Zhuang Shubin.

"Enough!"

Ms. Zhu looked at her husband with an incredible face and roared, "Zhuang Shubin! You coward! This bitch, she hit me! Are you blind? "

Zhuang Shubin pressed Ms. Zhu to his side, looked at Song Shuling without expression, gritted his teeth and said:

"Song Shuling, just after that slap, there is no love between us. I will give you three days. No matter where Meng Ran is, I will see him after three days

"If he doesn't show up then, your Fengsheng will wait to close the door!"

After putting down this sentence, Zhuang Shubin gave a heavy cold hum, and then turned away with his wife, without looking at the group of people like Nie.

Su Fangfei, who witnessed Zhuang Shubin's departure, had a sad look in her beautiful eyes.

"Aunt Ling, Xiaoran he..."

Su Fangfei is trying to explain to song Shuling that Meng Ran has disappeared and can't come back in three days.

However, song Shuling, who was in a hurry, suddenly fainted.

Su Fangfei quickly picked up song Shuling, looked at the fainted song Shuling, and then glanced back at the closed door of the intensive care unit. Su Fangfei felt that the sky was falling.

"Xiaoran, please come back quickly, Fengsheng is going to have an accident..."

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At about ten o'clock in the evening, a slightly old private car is leisurely on the outskirts of Beijing city.

The driver was a thin old man who could not be found in the crowd, whether in appearance or temperament.

But the only difference is that this thin old man has white beard, white eyebrows and white hair. The whole person looks like he has a kind of fairyland charm.

However, he has just bought from the night market. He still has a fishy smell on his body. He looks like the old man in the countryside.

"I'm willing to take care of the young lady, but now I have to take care of that half dead and half alive son for no reason. I really owe them to the Yin family in my last life!"

Think of the future cooking, home to add a pair of chopsticks, thin old man is blowing beard glare, in the heart ten thousand unhappy.

It should be noted that even the contemporary leader of Tianshi Dao should be respectful to him. Now he wants to be a babysitter for a suckling boy. No wonder the old man swears all the way

The car came to an intersection on the outskirts of the city. It was a red light, so it stopped slowly.

The old man was trying to call his young lady, but suddenly he looked up. A dark shadow suddenly reflected in his pupil!