Three years ago, the first year after the fall of the Rong family, the first year of Rong Ember's revival.

In a similar environment, he was drunk in the hospital because of a contract, only to wake up and learn that the contract had been signed.

Chu Ci was playing games in the hospital, and after seeing Rong Yan wake up, he almost cried, and the whole person lay on the ground, "You still know how to wake up!"

Song Wu'an lay quietly on the hospital bed next to him, as if he was not breathing.

That night, Rong Ember drank into the hospital, and the partners gradually became interested and planned to leave, but at this moment, a weak woman stood up.

She wears a monotonous outfit, and her face is not powdered, which looks unique in a group of goblins.

It was precisely because of the arouse of the men's curiosity that they sat down again, looking at the tender woman who could pinch out the water, waiting to see her movements.

The woman just pinched her fingers, then picked up the bottle that Rong Ember hadn't finished drinking, and asked softly, "Can I help him drink?"

"Of course, as long as Mr. Xiao Song finishes drinking, this contract will take effect on the same day. ”

The men exchanged glances with each other, waiting to see Song Wu make a fool of himself.

This wine is strong and fierce, and men can't resist it, how can this woman who looks weak and can't help but be able to hold on.

And Song Wu didn't say a word more, and directly raised his head and began to pour.

As if she was unconscious, she swallowed the remaining bottles of Ember one by one, not feeling the burning in her stomach or the resistance in her throat.

She even drank until the end, and she could clearly hear the beating of her own heartbeat, which was deafening.

The limit was close at hand, and her hand didn't stop.

This is the first time Rong Ember has come out to negotiate a contract, she won't let him just lose and leave, a few bottles bottomed out, she staggered and staggered, her voice was soft and hoarse, "Can the contract be signed?"

It was the first contract that Ember signed.

It is rumored that Rong Ember always has an inconspicuous attendant by his side, who looks quite dull and dresses quite plainly, but he can drink.

Looks like an alcoholic.

It was a rare gaffe in Song Wu's ordinary life.

It is also something that she is proud of in her heart.

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Inside the car, the atmosphere was sluggish.

Song Wu leaned his head against the window, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was very even.

Rong Yan didn't say a word in the driver's seat, but there were a few more cigarette butts in the ashtray, and the man's face was very heavy, like an abyss.

He didn't give Song Wu a look, he just flicked the cigarette ash silently, and his voice was very soft, "Do you think you're quite powerful?"

No one responded.

The document he was holding in his hand was about to be deformed, and what was written on the document was all the shady things Xu Yaoguang had done in the past few years, and any one of them could make Xu Yaoguang sign the contract obediently.

He never makes each other ugly, and those who can talk well will never drive people to death.

In business, there is no shortage of enemies.

This information will only come in handy as a last resort.

Originally, he wanted to exchange these things for Song Wu.

And the latter......

Rong Yan's eyebrows were like thick ink, his face was as dark as a deep face, and he glanced faintly at the quiet Song Wu, who was sleeping peacefully, sometimes frowning.

It is said that Song Wu is well-behaved and sensible.

But he felt that no one in this world was more stubborn than Song Wu.

never bows his head, does not admit defeat, and does not betray his own words, but he is such a person, the person he trusts so much, and he gave him a knife fiercely.

A heart-wrenching knife.

Rong Yan never thought of forgiving her, after years of support, he has seen strong winds and waves, but when he can share, he breaks it in two.

The man's face was cold, and he was shocked.

But that was a life for Yan Sui, such a fresh life, was buried in the sea of fire for no reason.

The person he loved so much was dying in front of his eyes, and he didn't even have a chance to keep her.

Yan Sui's voice and smile appeared in his mind, and he could even clearly hear Yan Sui's expression of calling Song Wu "Little Song Teacher", crisp.

Rong Ember closed his eyes, indulging in the memory, his brow bones furrowed.

It shouldn't have been.

He said to himself, "Song Wu, do you think that by doing this, you will be able to owe me a little less?"

There was only the sound of even breathing, but Rong Yan's eyes were red, and the words were poignant, "It's far from enough, Song Wu, it's far from enough." ”

As soon as the words fell, some tears oozed from the corners of the eyes of the woman in the co-pilot.

The woman's voice was low and soft, perhaps only she could barely hear it.

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"