Song Miao packed up her things, opened the door, and found that Chu Xiangyao was no longer in the living room, Song Miao glanced at the door of Chu Xiangyao's bedroom, and the reluctance in her eyes betrayed her, but Song Miao plucked up her courage and walked out, the night in August was very cool, it could blow away the heat of the day, there were people walking on the street in twos and threes, Song Miao was walking aimlessly on the street alone, when she saw a couple hugging and kissing each other, Song Miao was very indica, she was really envious, she could obviously live an ordinary but beautiful life like ordinary people, I really don't know why I am cheap, I came to make trouble for myself, think about it, I have been in Beifeng for almost two years, why is it still like this, even worse than before, walking and walking, Song Miao saw that there was a bar in front of her, so she walked in unconsciously, ordered a glass of mojito, she deliberately ordered a glass of spirits, she wanted to get drunk, she is now the most ridiculous person in the world, Song Miao drank cup after cup, and the bitterness of the hotel obviously turned into sweetness, at this time, Wang Junkai, was sitting in the car and watching everything in the bar (the wall of the bar was glass and transparent), Wang Junkai was not in a good mood, not regret, not sad, but guilty, so he drove out for a ride, but he didn't expect to see Song Miao sitting in the bar drinking, Wang Junkai frowned, at this time, I saw a man with a full face walking into Song Miao, Wang Junkai got out of the car and walked in,

"Beauty, alone?" Saying that, the man put his hand on Song Miao's arm, Song Miao wanted to get rid of it, but the effect of alcohol had no strength at all,

"Let go" Wang Junkai said, Song Miao was also about to say this, she looked at the source of the voice,

"Wang Junkai" Song Miao's tone was crying, like a tone of blame, blaming Wang Junkai for why he only came now, of course the man next to him knew Wang Junkai, and hurriedly let go of his hand,

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang" The man ran away with a roll, Wang Junkai looked at Song Miao, who was a little drunk, and was in a bad mood,

"Wang Junkai, please, forgive me, I will be obedient in the future, please" Song Miao cried and begged, Song Miao wrapped her hands around Wang Junkai's request, and pounced on Wang Junkai's body to cry, Wang Junkai looked at the woman who no longer had any dignity, and felt very uncomfortable, he didn't have the slightest wave when he destroyed the rival company overnight in the mall, but it was just a woman who disrupted his plan, Wang Junkai simply picked up Song Miao by the waist, put it in the car, and drove to one of his villas, Wang Junkai opened the roof of the car and became a convertible sports car, the cool wind drilled into Song Miao's nerves, making Song Miao a little sober, Song Miao stared at the man who was driving, fascinated, he didn't blame him at all, he was very happy that Wang Junkai took her away, think about it, the damage Liu Zhihong brought to her is really nothing compared to the damage Wang Junkai gave her, Song Miao felt that it was because she loved Wang Junkai, but the reason, is this really the case?

Along the way, Song Miao saw that there were fewer and fewer tall buildings, and more trees around her, is this the suburbs?

I saw the lights from afar, getting closer and closer, Song Miao saw clearly, this is the villa area, one by one villas symbolizes the power of the people living here, Wang Junkai's car drove in, stopped in front of a huge villa, Wang Junkai got out of the car and walked to Song Miao's side, seeing that Song Miao didn't mean to get up, Wang Junkai directly opened the car door and hugged Song Miao out, and when he walked to the door, there was a man in his forties, and Wang Junkai's car keys,

"Young master, this" Although Uncle Xu knew that the young master had women outside all these years, he had never seen Wang Junkai hug any woman.

"It's okay" Wang Junkai walked straight in, to be honest, Uncle Xu looked down on these women who came to the young master's house, and they all fell in love with the young master's money and status.

"Send a bowl of decanting soup up," Wang Junkai said as he walked.

"Yes" Xu Bo said respectfully, when will Miss Su come back, when will the young master pay attention when she comes back, Wang Junkai put Song Miao on the bed, and the comfortable touch made Song Miao let out a sound

"Uh-huh", the voice is low but seductive, Wang Junkai hates this feeling, and unconsciously dislikes Song Miao burst out of his heart, Wang Junkai went in to take a bath, at this moment, Song Miao gradually sobered up, the translucent frosted glass allowed Song Miao to clearly see Wang Junkai's almost perfect figure, Song Miao's face was already showing a bright red, not shy, but lustful, Song Miao looked at the only black and white decorations around, as if he had made up his mind.