"Little brother, do you mean that the big boss is Song Yi, the president of the Song family consortium?"

Qu Cheng's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and the corners of his eyes were full of smug crow's feet. This guy's mouth is really tight, and it doesn't look like he is lying and bragging after drinking too much. Maybe it's because of that man's special identity, once someone catches something, it will have a great impact.

The kind of successful people on TV, people whose every sentence is important in the business world, appeared in front of him vividly, and he also had an inexplicable relationship with his daughter, just like this, Qu Chengcheng could wake up with a smile in his dream.

"Of course, I know what you, old man, are thinking. ”

There was a wicked smile on the man's face, and his words had begun to blur, "Don't dream, just a family like your daughter can't say anything." ”

"Even if our country allows three wives and four concubines, it won't be your daughter's turn, do you know you. ”

In order to emphasize the truth of what he said, the man who was already drunk reached out and poked Qucheng's shoulder.

"Who cares who he likes. ”

Qu Cheng raised his hand to open the man's arm, and the flattery on his face just now was gone, replaced by an intriguing smile.

"Why, that's your daughter. ”

The man's voice is getting louder and louder, and although he is not a good person, this kind of thug who gives people a thug generally has a sense of home.

"So what, when I'm old and should die, she won't die in my place, but my money will be spent on her, do you think that's fair?"

"Fair... Is it fair?" The man had gradually developed a sense of sleepiness, his head resting on his arm, and his voice was getting quieter and quieter.

"Of course it's not fair, bastard, my damn dad left early, and no one told him at that time to live a few more days for his poor son, and even if he died, he didn't leave any property, he really lived in vain. ”

Qu Cheng picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, only feeling a burning pain in his stomach, but there was still no taste in his mouth.

"Look at this cheap wine, I should enjoy a better life, shouldn't I, and the vampire should repay my nurturing kindness, huh?"

Qu Cheng's complaint was not answered, and the man next to him was already drunk and gradually fell asleep, and Qu Cheng became angry because he did not get an answer, and raised his foot and kicked the man lying on the table to the ground.

"You madman, damn it, didn't you see anyone sleeping?"

The man opened his eyes sleepily, got up and wanted to teach Qu Cheng a lesson, but he didn't expect to be knocked down by Qu Cheng twice.

"What can you do to make a self-righteous person like you understand that a dog that bites people does not bark?"

The man collapsed to the ground, and Qu Cheng, who had just drunk about the same or even more alcohol than himself, was not only not drunk, but quickly dodged his fist, and then turned around and kicked with a beautiful roundhouse.

An action that no one would think of, that a middle-aged uncle can do. The man wanted to get up and teach Qu Cheng a lesson, but he was firmly seated under him.

Qu Cheng lit a cigarette, and the smell of Niko J came out of the mouth full of yellow teeth, dissipating in one irregular smoke ring after another.

A dying autumn beetle crawled up the cheek, and he moved to throw the worm to the ground, frowning and pressing the burning cigarette butt to the beetle, and as the hot cigarette butt burned its wings, it struggled to escape.

"Heh, this beast is interesting. ”

Qu Cheng suddenly burst out laughing, and the sound penetrated the entire alley for a while.

"You madman. ”

Laughter and swearing were later drowned out in the deep alley.

"What, do you think that the Song family can't be offended, and our Mo family is offended by you?" On the other end of the phone, Mo Kejia methodically watched a handsome man in front of him trimming his nails.

"No, no, no, Miss Mo, where are you, but this hospital is not private, if it is discovered..."

"I won't mention what kind of benefits it will give you after it is done, what you need to know is," Mo Kejia raised the chin of the man in front of him slenderly, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, "If you don't agree, what kind of consequences will you face?"

"Miss, don't want disobedient people, just tell me no to any request?"

In the dim light, the man raised Mo Kejia's white hand, put it under his nose and sniffed, the appearance made people feel as if he was about to spit out a letter in the next second.

"No matter how proud you are of my attention," the smile on Mo Kejia's face faded, "you can't interfere with what I'm going to do, you know? ”

"Shhhh Got it. ”

Looking at it again, Mo Kejia had already buttoned the freshly trimmed nails into the man's palm, and several deep finger marks appeared on the white hands.

But even so, there are still countless people who come to pay their respects every day.

Either it is a little bit of beauty, or it is the so-called ***, but in Mo Kejia's eyes, these cheap stalls will never be as good as the limited luxury goods of Shang Song Yi.

"Miss Mo, this method can indeed cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but if it is discovered, wouldn't it be a loss to the lady and a soldier?"

"You're still an expert," Mo Kejia glanced at the so-called emotional master and smiled, "Isn't it the truth that opportunities and risks coexist?"

Seeing the expert's confused look, Mo Kejia laughed completely.

"The old lady killed her sister in order to get a man, and now tell me that she has become a slum?"

Seeing that Mo Kejia's mood was wrong, everyone around him began to fall silent.

"Brother Song Yi wants to play, then I'll play with him. ”

Mo Kejia's giggles sent chills down everyone's shoulders.

"He wants to have children, he wants to eat something light once in a while, he can do it. ”

"It's just that I love him so much, of course I want me to do these things, the child he likes, I want to watch it stillborn. ”

The corners of Mo Kejia's mouth hooked up a touch of evil charm, in fact, no matter how many women Song Yi had around him, Mo Kejia didn't care, but the process was a little slower, and the result was the same anyway.

"Child, my child!"

Qu Yuxin had a nightmare, and when she woke up, sweat had soaked through her pillow. Just when Qu Yuxin was glad that it was just a dream, he felt that there was a figure at the door.

"Who! Who's there?"

Qu Yuxin was a little panicked, and her body subconsciously retreated, this scene was exactly the same as in her dream just now.

The door slowly opened, and the woman walked in, smiling on her face.

"I'm scared of you. The housekeeper cautiously poked his head out from behind the door, looking at Qu Yuxin's panicked appearance and feeling a little guilty.