The photos turned into small pieces between her trembling fingers, and where she tore the photos, it was clearly her own heart that was torn apart.

In the blur of tears, there was finally a smile on the handsome face of the man in front of him.

She clutched the shards and wept silently.

"Good!" Feng Hao stretched out his arm, pressed her trembling body into his arms, and coaxed in a low voice, "Little girl, you are my little girl, I will be very good to you, very good......"

……

That night, Xia Yucheng was heartbroken, and that night, the wind and wind pressed her to resist, die, entangle, and linger with her temperament.

"Little girl, give me a baby, a beautiful daughter like you!" he whispered slowly in her ear as it reached its extreme, like a bewitching spell.

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Sunlight poured into the ceiling of the glass flower house in the garden, penetrated the branches and leaves of the enchanting English rose, and dappled into the flower-filled flower room.

"Who hit it?" In the flower room, Jian Yuwei, who was sitting on a rattan circle chair, looked at Xia Yucheng's face with an ice pack.

Xia Yucheng leaned on the soft couch, one hand bent to cover the ice pack: "Yin Man!"

She didn't go to the company, firstly because she was tired, secondly because of the fingerprints on her face, and thirdly because the man had tried his best to toss her for a long time last night.

Her face was slightly hot, and she subconsciously ripped her clothes up, and his favorite thing every time was to plant strawberries on her.

tore up the photo of Lu Licheng, she was the saddest, but he was the most excited.

It's really like this, rich ** likes to build their happiness on the pain of others, Feng Hao is so chong her, but there are also his reverse scales, untouchable.

"Neurotic! Yin Man, is she crazy?" her daughter raised herself, no matter how Jane Yuwei was, it was still difficult for Jian Yuwei to hide a trace of love from her heart, "I'll take a look at ......"

She got up and sat down next to Xia Yucheng, opened the ice pack, and on her fair face, the five finger prints were a lot lighter, but they still looked a little scary.

"What kind of man? who boasts of being noble all day long, and ends up doing dirty-filthy things. Jian Yuwei sighed and put the ice pack back on, "Orange Orange, you have to understand Mom, none of these rich people have a good ......."

Seeing Xia Yucheng frowning, Jian Yuwei immediately stopped talking, and just held her other hand hanging by her side: "You are my daughter, how can I not feel distressed." If you marry into a normal family, you are the head of the family. If you follow a rich man, will the ending be good? Are there still fewer abandoned women from wealthy families in this world? I also know that Mr. Feng has given you a lot, but he can't give you marriage, don't believe it, you can wait and see!"

"He asked me to give him a baby!"

"What?"

"If he wants it, I'll give birth! I think that in the Feng family, the child will definitely not suffer, and he agreed. Xia Yucheng said this, also to ask Jian Yuwei not to be entangled in her follow-up issue.

Except for Feng Hao, no one can say anything about it. As Feng Hao said yesterday, with him, there is no way out.

"When Yin Man beat you, was Gu Qianyu there?" Jian Yuwei asked.

"No, I ran into it later. Feng Hao hit Gu Weijun, Gu Qianyu couldn't cry......" Xia Yucheng paused when she said this, obviously not wanting to continue last night's topic, because what happened later made her finally see what the angry dragon that was touched against the scales was it.

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