The pain in Song Wu's abdomen came one after another, she half-knelt on the floor, her elbows propped up on the bed, barely straightened up, and said with difficulty, "I didn't mean that......"

Rong Ember didn't listen to her explanation, but threw another document in front of her.

The sharp corners of the paper flew against the woman's cheek, and she was scratched before she could dodge, and her cheek ached.

The document was unsigned, and the expression on her face froze as she reached out and flipped through it.

All of them are Xu Yaoguang's bad deeds, and Rong Yan listed them meticulously, and his style of acting was exactly the same as the last time he gave her Song Qingjian's bill.

This man is always sensible and terrible, on the surface, he is the hand-shaking shopkeeper of the Rong family, the second ancestor of the invincible world, and the mud that the Rong family can't support the wall.

But secretly, the man inserted a deep and ruthless branch into the bottom of everyone.

In his eyes, it is difficult for everyone to hide.

Song Wu's fingers gradually became cold, she didn't know how much of this content Rong Ember had collected in the shadows over the years, and how many Rong Clan's transactions were quietly carried out in her blind spot.

And Rong Yan was standing in front of her at this moment, as light as ever, "Song Wu, you may think of yourself too much." ”

Song Wu pinched his fingers and whispered, "I don't know if you have these." ”

After supporting each other for several years, she has never understood Ember and has never been regarded as her own.

However, even if she knew that Rong Ember had Xu Yaoguang's fate, she would still make the same decision as yesterday.

The pain in her abdomen made her clench her hands, and the cold sweat was forced out little by little, Song Wu buried her head and gritted her teeth, but her face was still silent.

And the clenched fist fell into the man's eyes, but the taste changed.

The woman muttered, "I see......"

Rong Yan glanced at her lightly, and didn't hear anything wrong from his tone, so he said that Song Wu was sulking, so he spoke, "I know, let's leave quickly." ”

This is Bluewater Bay, a place where Song Wu has never had a reason to live.

Song Wu opened her mouth, a hint of red oozed from her chapped lips, and the smell of rust spread between her lips and teeth, and after a long, long time, she heard her own voice.

"Good. ”

Over the years, she has lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes to be "good" not once or twice, but deep into the bones, and it is difficult to quit.

Song Wu seemed to Rong Shen as if he had never been rebellious, and he always looked submissive.

Rong Shen watched her put on her coat in silence, changed her shoes silently, and left silently, as if he had hit the cotton with a muffled fist for a while.

That day, when Yu Xia looked for him with tears in her eyes, she accused Song Wu of all kinds of crimes against her, and aside from the ingredients of adding oil and vinegar, the bruises on Yu Xia's arms surprised him a little.

Song Wu, who has a good family education, is gentle, and has a light personality, he can't be associated with the word "fight".

That woman always looks plain on the surface, but in fact, she doesn't know if she is ambitious, she is eyeing everything, and she would rather die than win Xu Yaoguang's contract.

Disgusting, hypocritical, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Rong Ember faintly looked down at the back of the woman leaving, and a touch of ridicule crossed her eyes.

The woman was slender and walked very slowly, as if she was enduring something, and sometimes she simply stood there to rest, and only after a dozen seconds did she continue walking.

Time passed little by little, but I didn't even step out of the door of Bluewater Bay.

Rong Shen pursed her lips, and the disgust in her eyes deepened, but her eyes were glued to the woman's body and never moved away.

The thought of her walking like a seventy-year-old lady made the irritability in his heart get heavier and heavier.

But I just want to stay in Bluewater Bay, why do I want to do this?

On the side of the road in Bluewater Bay, a thin woman was moving slowly.

The woman's heartbeat was deafening little by little, Song Wu covered her chest with one hand, cold sweat oozed out little by little, and the thin shirt inside the coat was gradually wet with sweat.

The burning of her stomach came fiercely and urgently, and she snorted, and her steps stopped suddenly.

The woman bent her back, the expression of endurance on her face revealed, and her waist slowly bent down, but the pain in her stomach did not ease in the slightest, but slowly deepened as she moved.

Song Wu simply squatted on the side of the road, supporting the ground with his palms, barely allowing himself to be paralyzed on the ground.

Just as her consciousness gradually faded, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

It was a voice she knew too well.

"How long are you going to stay here?"

Rong Yan stood ten meters away from Song Wu, as if taking one more step was a blasphemy against himself, he just stood there with a calm look in his eyes and a cold tone.

Song Wu settled down, stood up staggering with the ghost in front of him, and opened his lips slightly in a straight line, "Go now." ”

After three words, she gritted her teeth again, endured the strong discomfort in her abdomen, but walked as steadily as possible, so as not to be seen by those behind her.

Rong Yan looked at her unusually slow speed, and the irritability in his heart couldn't help but be even worse, he frowned, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over.

Just a second before approaching Song Wu, the woman's body seemed to have lost its fulcrum, and the whole person fell straight to the left, Rong Yan's pupils constricted, and she reached out to support her.

In an instant, the world was spinning, Song Wu dazedly felt the pain of drilling her heart transmitted to the cranial nerves, she frowned deadly, opened her mouth but found that it was silent, and then fell into darkness......

The woman in her arms had a bloody face, the cold sweat on her forehead had already been drawn on her face, the neckline was wet and sticky sweat, and the whole face couldn't see a little vitality.

Ah Ling was slightly stunned and left immediately, this is a rare scene he has seen Rong Ember lose his temper since he followed Rong Ember for five years.

Song Wu lay quietly in Rong Ash's arms, her brows were always slightly furrowed, as if there was an indissoluble sorrow between her eyebrows, and the woman's fingers unintentionally climbed Rong Ash's arm.

The fingertips are slightly cool, and the temperature is extremely low.