The night is low, and the lights are on.

In the bright lights, the night in Hong Kong is always so beautiful. Like a mysterious sexy woman, the looming fragrance on her body is an irresistible and strong temptation......

In the lavish banquet hall, under the brilliant lights, in the carnival of drunken fans, no one will notice the dark tide surging in the corner.

was slapped in the face, Song Xiaoye bit his lip, although the hanging hand had been clenched into a fist, but in the end, it still just fell to his side like that.

"Yazhi, let me go over ......" Se Sheng spoke, Song Xiaoye tried to make his voice calmer, but he couldn't stop revealing a trace of trill.

Because of her cowardice, standing in front of her, wearing the latest Chanel black dress, the glamorous young woman looked even more arrogant.

"Song Xiaoye, it's a sister, I kindly remind you, if you don't want to die with Fu Jiajun, divorce immediately!" Raising her fingers, Song Yazhi's hand almost poked directly into Song Xiaoye's face.

Avoid the diamond glow reflected on Song Yazhi's fingers. Song Xiaoye licked his lips: "I just want to beg Uncle to let Jiajun go-the Fu family is over, so there is no need to kill ...... everything."

"Are you embarrassed to beg uncle?" Song Yazhi laughed sharply, "Your husband broke the third brother's leg, how could the uncle help the bastard who injured his son!" ”

Leaning closer, Song Yazhi sneered nakedly: "I really don't know what's so good about that Fu Jiajun, you actually defend him like this!" Are you blind, and you haven't seen a single photo of him holding a starlet in the gossip magazine? ”

Picking up the fleeting pain in his eyes, Song Xiaoye pretended to be calm, "He is my husband, since I married him, I will not leave at this time." ”

"Do you think you can help Fu Jiajun? Song Xiaoye, aren't you stupid enough to know why the Fu family ended up today!? ”

"Say no more!" Song Xiaoye forcibly suppressed the surging feelings, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how to do business, but I know that the business of tens or tens of billions of dollars will not change because of one or two people, and it is impossible for it to start because of one or two people." ”

Staring at Song Yazhi, she asked in a deep voice: "Song Yazhi, are you going to do nothing other than spreading rumors!?" ”

Song Yazhi glared and waved her hand to fight, but was grabbed by Song Xiaoye.

"You're enough—Song Yazhi!" Shaking off the hand that grabbed her cheek, Song Xiaoye glanced at Song Yazhi coldly, turned around and walked through the crowd silently.

Full of clothes and sideburns, tonight, Hong Kong's celebrities gathered at this luxurious cocktail party. However, there is no place for her at such a celebrity drinking party.

Never, never......

Until he walked into the elevator, Song Xiaoye's mouth still had that mocking smile on his lips.

In the first half of her life, she was always a joke in the eyes of others. But even though it's a joke, life still has to go on.

The moment the elevator door opened, Song Xiaoye straightened his back.

Fu, a rice tycoon who once shocked Hong Kong, is bankrupt, up and down, all of them are anxious and tired. The old man of the Fu family was admitted to the hospital because he couldn't stand the stimulation and suffered a stroke. Even, her husband, Fu Jiajun, the heir of the Fu family, is in danger of going to prison for malicious wounding.

However, even so, she is still the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, and Song Xiaoye, who has been favored by the Fu family. At this time, she must not let outsiders look down on the Fu family.

Turning his gaze to the man who hurriedly walked into the reception hall, Song Xiaoye's face immediately changed. At the same time that the man saw her, Song Xiaoye ran over quickly.

"Jiajun," stopping Fu Jiajun, who looked a little dazed and obviously drunk, Song Xiaoye reached out to grab his arm, "If there is anything we have to say......

"Let go-" Fu Jiajun shook off Song Xiaoye's hand and glared at her viciously, "Are you afraid that I will go up and embarrass your Song family?" ”

His eyes flickered, and Song Xiaoye shook his head helplessly, "Jiajun, in two days, you will go to court, and you must not do anything wrong at this time." ”

"Wrong?" Fu Jiajun shouted loudly, "You also said that I was wrong?" Yes, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been impulsive enough to hurt your good cousin! You shouldn't trust the villain and let the company fall into the trap of your Song family - however, the most wrong thing for me is that I shouldn't marry you! ”

Song Xiaoye was stunned, and before he could speak, he was stunned by Fu Jiajun's actions.

"Jia, Jiajun, where did you get the gun?" Looking at the black pistol in Fu Jiajun's hand, Song Xiaoye only felt his heart beating wildly.

At this time, I don't know who it was, and suddenly screamed. With that scream, the people in the hall also noticed this side.

Immediately someone screamed, "There's a gun—"

"Security ......"

The chaotic screams stimulated Fu Jiajun, and he looked around in panic, and the hand holding the gun trembled a little.

"Jiajun," whispering his name, Song Xiaoye stepped forward and said softly, "I know you've always been a soft-hearted person—you've never wanted to hurt anyone......"

"Enough! Don't tell me what the devil believes. Fu Jiajun glared at Song Xiaoye and smiled mockingly, "You are asking in Central, who would say that Fu Jiajun is a good person?" ”

"What others think is someone else's business," Song Xiaoye's voice was a little hoarse: "I only know that Fu Jiajun is my husband - we also had a happy time." ”

"Nonsense!" Fu Jiajun's hand holding the gun swayed, but he never left Song Xiaoye, "Happy time?!" Song Xiaoye, do you think I'm a fool?! You've never loved me! Never ......"

Fu Jiajun's eyes were a little crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his originally handsome face looked very hideous, "I know everything!" You know everything - you, the person you like, have always been Song Haohua......"

His heart tightened, as if his heart was pinched fiercely, and Song Xiaoye's gaze was a little cold, "Who told you?" People of São Paulo? Is it Lisa Chang? Or Lee Tsui Shan? ”

"It's not!" Fu Jiajun stared at Song Xiaoye, his voice hoarse, but revealing a trace of weird malice, "It's not anyone you think - Song Xiaoye, the person who sued me is Zhang Wei, it's the Zhang Wei you said is your best friend - two hours ago, she told me my ...... in bed"

The disguised mask of indifference was shattered by Fu Jiajun's words, and Song Xiaoye's hands trembled, almost unable to believe his ears.

"That's what she said to you? She's actually talking to you like that......"

Fu Jiajun gritted his teeth, and pointed at Song Xiaoye's muzzle, which also trembled with excitement, "You don't care about her sleeping with me at all—yes, no matter who I sleep with, you don't care at all!" ”

Qiang Zi kept his composure, Song Xiaoye took a deep breath, took half a step forward, and stretched out his hand to Fu Jiajun, "Jiajun, give me the gun—someone has already called the police!" When the police come, it's going to be a hassle......"

Seeing that Fu Jiajun's hand was trembling, he still didn't let go. Song Xiaoye frowned, and directly reached out to grab it, "It's enough trouble now!" Do you want to add another offence of weaponry? Jiajun ......"

A "bang" gunshot shook Song Xiaoye's ears and buzzed. In the midst of a scream, she lowered her head blankly and spread her unconscious hands covering her chest.

The pool of crimson blood in her palm came into view, but for some reason, she suddenly smiled.

Raising her head, she looked at the barrel of the gun that was still smoking, and then at Fu Jiajun, who was staring at her in a daze, at a loss, the corners of his mouth were slightly involved, but he couldn't make a sound.

Her body fell to the ground with a bang, and her empty eyes passed over the swaying figures, the chaotic crowd, and landed on the giant crystal chandelier overhead.

The brilliant light flickered and flickered, like a starlight about to fall on her......

It's really beautiful-

She opened her mouth to say something, but there was no way to make a sound. Blood gushed out of his throat and spilled out of his mouth as if it were out of control......

In a trance, there was a familiar face leaning closer, a handsome face, but with such panic and fear.

Reaching out to his hand, he seemed to want to reach out to block something, but finally fell helplessly beside her, his hands covered in blood......

Home, Jiajun......

Consciousness gradually became trance, but in that trance, Song Xiaoye didn't know why, and suddenly remembered the bright and warm smile of the young man in his memory......

Perhaps, in fact, their biggest mistake is that they should not have known at all - if they knew today, why did they bother in the first place?

If only God could make her start all over again......

In the last moment of losing consciousness, she longed for ......