Chapter 7: The Marriage of a Son (7)
The more Su Zimo thought about it, the more angry she became, the faster the car drove, she drove the car directly to the starfish shop, she didn't know that it was Leng's industry, but she was used to choosing the best, everything about her must be the best, from kindergarten to college graduation, she was the best, the best grades, the best work, the best men she chose, and she was the most special among all the women he experienced. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
So she chose the best presidential suite at Starfish International, and she is not short of money now, and it is good to find a rich man.
Women sometimes just need to find a way to vent their bad feelings.
She went to take a shower first, always to wash away the dirty air on her body first, and when she came out of the bathroom, she really felt much more relaxed, wearing a white bathrobe and walking barefoot on the soft carpet, and before she walked to the sofa, the room service she called arrived, and she went directly to open the door.
She lit the red and sprinkled it.
The waiter pushes the service cart through the door.
"Miss Su, this is the red wine you ordered."
Su Zimo was already sitting on the sofa.
"Open."
"Okay."
The waiter opened and poured a cup for her and placed it on the coffee table in front of her.
"Miss Su, please use it slowly." The waiter was about to politely exit, but was stopped by Su Zimo.
"Wait a minute."
Su Zimo went to the desk on the side, took a pen and wrote down all the Seth of his body, as well as the brands he often wears, and attached the bank card password.
After writing it, he took out a bank card from his bag, handed it to the waiter, and said: "According to what I wrote, buy a seven-in-a-set of clothes from the inside out, and remember to find someone who knows how to buy it." ”
You must know that she is also very demanding about clothing.
As soon as she finished speaking, the waiter was obviously stunned for two seconds, but soon smiled and nodded and went out, he probably knew her identity.
After the waiter left, Su Zimo was left alone in the empty room, her face was expressionless, but the pain and loneliness in her eyes were still leaking.
She picked up the glass of red wine and drank it all, then poured another glass herself, shook it in her hand and shook it again, the feeling of emptiness in her heart was still very unpleasant, and her natural stubbornness made her not show too much sadness, but after all, they had been together for a few years, and they had been in love for a few years, and suddenly he was going to marry another woman, and there would still be a faint pain in her heart, but she was not a hypocritical woman, she was born with lackluster tear glands, so she had no tears.
Take another glass of wine.
Then another glass, she just wanted to anesthetize herself and make herself less painful.
Glass after glass, until a bottle of wine was drunk, she was still sober, she was still thinking about the man, she sneered, but the expression of heartache was already uncontrollably hung on her face, she staggered to the phone and dialed the help desk.
"Hey, room 1808 will send another bottle of the most expensive red sprinkler."
hung up the phone, swayed to the sofa again, fell on the sofa, muttered Leng Shaofeng vaguely, and fell asleep after a while.
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