Chapter 27

"Take --" Lou tianqin raised his finger.

Jiang Xiaomi opened the call button while breathing.

"Ah -" no one spoke, only the editor in chief screamed with a changed tone.

Jiang Xiaomi couldn't bear to roar: "if you don't stop, I'll call the police."

Mrs. Zhang sneered, "little bitch, do you understand French?"

Jiang Xiaomi holds the phone. His fingertips have turned white because of too much force.

"Give you three minutes. If you don't come again, I'll lose his hand."

The phone had hung up and she didn't mean to put it down. Lou tianqin impatiently kicked the edge of the tea table and signaled her to continue eating.

Jiang Xiaomi glanced back, as if desperate, and suddenly hit the mobile phone on his face. The man's eyes shrunk and his head turned to one side. At this time, the little woman had run to the door.

Unfortunately

Jiang Xiaomi looked at the door without a handle in despair and kicked several times: "open the door... Open the door..."

"I think you're tired of living." The voice of the person behind him didn't fluctuate much, even with a little pity.

Jiang Xiaomi stopped kicking the door and turned stiffly.

She dared not look at the man's expression at this time, but stared at his leather shoes.

There was a moment of silence

"Please... Wait until I come back, okay?"

Growing up in an orphanage, she pays more attention to dignity than anyone else. She remembers that the dean said that you should be grateful for other people's gifts; But most gifts are based on pity. You should keep your dignity, or you will be really miserable.

Because of this sentence, even if you only eat steamed bread and pepper every day, you don't ask others to borrow a penny.

Now, she has given up the bottom line she has adhered to for many years in order to win a little sympathy.

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On the carpet of the suite, the middle-aged man was kneeling with his face swollen like a steamed stuffed bun. The corners of his mouth were cracked and dripping blood. Even so, the man was still muttering.

"She's not like this... You're mistaken."

Mrs. Zhang sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. The first impression of this woman was four words - jewels.

Leopard print suits, on the hands, neck and ears... As long as they can be worn, they are almost shiny. With Mr. Zhang's financial resources, he can't afford such a huge expense. Obviously, this Mrs. Zhang is definitely more capable than her husband.

"There are thirty seconds left. If you don't come again, your hand will stay in France."

The only difference is that the injured position is not the face.

He was wrapped in a bath towel, and his body was covered with crisscross whip marks. Some of them had changed color, which showed how cruel the person who started it was.

The editor in chief is still defending Jiang Xiaomi: "wrong, Mrs. Zhang, you are absolutely wrong."

Jiang Xiaomi came to work in his hands as soon as she graduated. She knows her character best. She talked about her boyfriend for several years, holding hands and never even kissing. Her mind is full of stars to make a lot of money. She doesn't have the time to hook up with others.

Besides, don't they just know each other? How can they be pregnant for several months?

Mr. Zhang said hoarsely, "wife, it's really not what you think. She took the initiative to find me. I didn't promise to call for revenge."

"Shut up." Mrs. Zhang looked at her watch. "It's time. Cut off his hand."

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, no... help... Jiang Xiaomi... Little son of a bitch, if you don't support me all my life, I'll kill you..."

Bang, bang, Bang... There was a violent knock on the door at the critical moment.

"Open the door!" The sound outside the door was full of anger.

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