I gritted my teeth and opened my mouth: "Mr. Zhao, I want to ask you for a favor." After a pause, he said, "Do you have any acquaintances in *** hospital?"

"It's not important, what's the matter?" he said, in a flat tone.

"I have someone in my family who needs to be hospitalized for surgery, but there is no bed, can you help, colon cancer, it's urgent. "I try to be as concise as possible.

"Who?" he had always said little.

After hesitating for a moment, I still told the truth: "My mother-in-law." "The phone hung up. I thought it was a signal problem, but I dialed it again and it was also pressed off, and I understood. There is something bad in my heart, thinking that I am very familiar with other people, and this is the result, and it is not as big as Qinglian's face.

I was about to go back, when my phone rang suddenly, it was him calling, and I hurriedly picked it up: "I'm in Liti, you come over and make it clear in person." I didn't hesitate to hang up again.

I called Gu Jun and told him that I had to go to the dinner to block Mr. Zhao, and Gu Jun only settled me and be careful on the way. Even though he had a car, he rarely picked me up and dropped me off unless the two of them dropped by. What's more, it's this kind of thing of asking people to worship Buddha.

I only know that the Retiro is a high-end club, but I really don't know where, I took a taxi, parked at the International Trade Center, looked at the clothes and temples inside, I looked at myself in a simple beige dress, like Cinderella standing in front of the Crystal Palace, stopped, called Zhao Yijing, a moment a beautiful waitress came over, led me into a suite, Zhao Yijing had just taken a bath, gray pajamas, wet hair seemed to stand on end.

I stood at the door with some restraint: "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry to disturb you so late-"

"Don't say it's useless, colon cancer has been diagnosed?" Zhao Yijing interrupted me and asked directly. I nodded, he took a puff of cigarette, walked up to me, and his voice was cloudy: "Song Qingyang, except for helping your cheating husband, will you never come to me?"

I was stabbed and stammered: "Mr. Zhao, I usually don't want to bother you all the time, you are so busy." We don't have much to meet. "My words stuttered and were unwieldy.

His face sank, he stopped talking nonsense, and leaned over to hug me directly: "Isn't there necessary?" His voice was low and intoxicated, my head slammed instantly, and with what little sanity I had left, I pushed him, but the moment my hand touched his chest, he pressed against the wall with his backhand and began to plunder frantically. I didn't know, I just responded to him fiercely, as if I had been ignited by him. His movements became more intense and lingering, and I fell into this lust again and could not help myself.

When I finally became together with him, I nestled in his arms and didn't want to move anymore, he pulled the hair from my neck and rubbed it back and forth: "Does it still hurt?" My heart trembled like an electric current for no reason, and his cold voice sounded like a poison blooming in the night at the moment, making people psychedelic and unable to distinguish reality, I couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Why are you ----- with me?"

"I don't know, I can't control it. He replied simply, "You don't have to control it, adults, let it go." As he spoke, he got up, put on his clothes, took out a card from his bag and gave it to me: "Take it first, if you don't plan to divorce, you don't have to pay it back." "If one moment is still dreamy lust, the next moment is cold reality. It is true that he cares about me and has desires, but that's about it.

In his world, women just go to bed if they are interested, and let go if they are not interested.

I don't have to twist, I don't have the money for the operation anyway, so why pretend to be high, I put the card in my bag and smiled at him: "Thank you, I'll take the emergency first, and I'll give it back to you later." The matter of hospital beds is still bothering you. He nodded.

I regret matching him and Qinglian, he is clearly a person who eats dry and leaves with his hands, and Qinglian will suffer sooner or later. "Also, Qinglian's side—" I was about to say that if you're bored, don't provoke her again, but he interrupted, "She's different from you." ”

I was choked and couldn't breathe, my face instantly turned red, and I didn't want to talk to him anymore, so I hurriedly said goodbye to him and walked out. But the heart was tightened and sour.