In the days after the year, Peking seems to have changed again.

The armies of all parties are also recuperating during the Chinese New Year, and everyone is watching the situation, ready to move, but they dare not act rashly.

It is rare for the common people to have a peaceful year, and they also have time to walk the streets and alleys in their spare time, or go to the teahouse to drink tea and chat, and the news after the New Year has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, providing people with plenty of talking points.

Two big news: one is that the five young men of the Duan family and the daughter of the Feng family tied the knot; Second, Rong Yin, the young marshal of the Duan family, was involved in a life lawsuit.

The Duan family is the most high-profile place in Beiping, every move is under the noses of the people, and now this happy event and disaster are piling up, and everyone is waiting to see how the Duan family solves it.

In the box on the top floor of the Mochizuki Tower, the atmosphere is charming, and a man and a woman are upside down. Luan poured. Phoenix.

The vinyl record played a Western symphony of great fanaticism and distinct setbacks, and the two figures fought and intertwined with the drums, rising and falling, and finally at the end of the song, the two bodies fell heavily.

The man got up, slapped the woman in the back lightly, and then put on his robe without affection and went barefoot into the bathroom.

Rong Shu lay on the bed for a while, and when her breathing was finally even, she raised her head, touched her hand to the cigarette case on the bedside table, lit a cigarette, turned over on the bed, and swallowed the clouds.

The water in the bathroom was rattling, Rong Shu turned her head, and she could only faintly see the man's silhouette through the frosted glass, but he was so strong and vigorous, much tighter than Fang Shao'an's soft flesh.

The man moved quickly and came out of the bathroom with a body of moisture, his half-length blonde hair on his forehead, obscuring the color of his pupils.

As soon as he came out and saw Rong Shu lying there naked, he wrung his eyebrows and threw the wet towel in his hand towards her with some disgust, "Get dressed." ”

His voice was a little hoarse, like a subwoofer, and word by word popped out of his chest, cold, without a trace of temperature.

Rong Shu from bed. Kneeling up, he slowly approached him, put his arm around his neck, and sprayed a puff of smoke into his face, his eyes were like silk, "People are still waiting to fight you for three hundred rounds." ”

The wet hair on the man's forehead was pulled back, revealing his brown pupils, and he sneered and pushed her away without pity.

Turning around, he dropped a sentence, "Fang Shao'an is about to wake up, you should go over." ”

After saying that, he put on his pants and left.

He walked neatly, but a trace of coldness flashed on Rong Shu's face, and he beat the bed hatefully, but he also knew that he couldn't delay, so he extinguished his cigarette, picked up the silk nightgown that was thrown on the ground, put it on, and went to the box next to him.

Fang Shaoan had just finished smoking a cigarette and was sleeping peacefully, sleeping like a dead pig on the bed.

Rong Shu walked over with a blank face, ripped off his belt, unzipped his pants, looked at this oily face, and then remembered the kind of birds he had made to himself. Bestiality, her lips trembled.

Raising the belt, raising his hand and slapping it twice, Fang Shaoan was drowsy, in pain, frowning, and there were signs of waking up.

Rong Shu was suddenly startled, immediately lost the belt, leaned over and kissed his lips, and endured the disgust in Shao'an's eyes that were full of, and said coquettishly: "Darling, you're awake." ”

Fang Shaoan sat up as if he had just woken up from a dream, looked at the mess on the floor and his wide open pants, was a little confused, and scratched his head, "What time is this?" ”

"It's evening."

Rong Shu hugged him from behind, "You have to get up quickly, didn't you make an appointment with a reporter from the newspaper to help me vent my anger?" ”

Fang Shaoan seemed to have just come to his senses at this moment, and snorted his hair twice, "Is someone coming?" ”

"It's about 5 o'clock, and people should be waiting down there at this point."

Fang Shaoan snorted, got up and zipped up his pants, Rong Shu picked up the belt on the ground and tied it to the man, Fang Shaoan twisted his eyebrows and moved his legs twice, Rong Shu pretended to be puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't know why, my leg hurts a little."

Rong Shu paused for a moment, then raised a smile, looked up at the man and said, "I've only been tired after a long time, it seems that you should exercise." ”

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Fang Shaoan snorted, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and kissed her fiercely, "You still get it." ”

Rong Shu only smiled shyly.

……

In the car, Rongyin was stunned with a complicated heart.

"What else do you want? Don't think about it. The newspapers that denigrate you one. It was all emptied in the night, and at a glance it was a big stroke, and you knew that it was done by the young marshal. ”

Han Xiaoyu sat in the passenger seat, leaned over and said to Rong Yin, "This is just right, and it saves a lot of money." ”

Rong Yin smiled helplessly, "What is money, just plug their mouths." But when you do this, things get bigger. ”

She took a box of money and was ready to make a deal with those newspapers, but she didn't expect it to be all empty, and all the newspapers on the list that had written articles to slander her disappeared in Beiping, and people went to the office empty, leaving no trace.

I thought that the movements were fast enough, but I didn't expect Duan Hanting's movements to be faster than her.

"That's already the case, you want to calm things down, and just keeping their mouths shut won't work. Those are people who are forgetful of their righteousness, and if you can take money to seal their mouths, naturally someone can take money to make them speak. ”

Han Xiaoyu said: "It's hard for someone to see that you are generous, and if you have another extortion, it will be even more worth the loss." I said to blast them out of Beiping directly, but you didn't let them, but the young marshal took the lead. ”

He was very unhappy, obviously he also moved this thought, but Rongyin refused to let Duan Hanting have another chance to invite credit, eh!

Rong Yin looked at the newspapers and pursed her lower lip in silence.

She didn't want to let those people go, she just wanted to lure them into doing things for her, and since someone wanted to slander her and spray her to death with the help of the world's spit, then she would let her lift a stone and shoot herself in the foot.

But it's okay like now, after all, the most important thing at the moment is to reduce the heat of this matter, so that the people's attention can be shifted to the wedding of Lao Wu and Wanyu.

Stacking the newspaper, Rong Yin said: "Bomb it out, just blast it out, after all, it is also a few small newspapers, and it can't make up any fire." ”

"Then shall we still go to the Moon Tower?"

"Go, as planned."

Located at the mouth of Mochizuki Lane, in the middle of the crossroads, the Mochizuki Building is in an excellent location, which used to be a women's branch house, and was later acquired by a boss and turned into a high-end club, but it is still a gray business.

Rongyin is here for the first time, and Mochizuki Tower does not usher in the rouge gas that he imagined, but reveals a kind of opulent luxury, like a palace.

It is no wonder that it attracts so many business tycoons and celebrities to come to have fun.

After all, who doesn't want to live an addiction to being an emperor?

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and you can pick them up.

The car stopped, and Lei Zhen opened the door for Rongyin, "Madam, it's here." ”

As soon as I got out of the car, a long sigh came from the back of my head, "It turns out that this is the legendary Moon Tower." ”

Rong Yin turned his head and glanced at Han Xiaoyu, "Don't tell me, it's your first time here." ”

Han Xiaoyu was taken aback and took a big step back exaggeratedly, "Of course it's my first time here!" ”

Rong Yin slapped him with "I believe you are a ghost", and walked forward.

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?"

Han Xiaoyu screamed behind her, and then said to Lei Zhen with a sincere face: "I'm really, really the first time here." ”

Lei Zhen glanced at him indifferently, "I believe it." ”

Han Xiaoyu smiled at this time.

Lei Zhen said expressionlessly: "The hair hasn't grown even, it's very tender." ”

"......" Han Xiaoyu's smile suddenly froze on his face.

As soon as his hand was placed on the doorknob, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and Rongyin was caught off guard and almost fell forward.

A big hand held her, and there was a smell of men's perfume on her face, and Rong Yin was extremely sensitive to the smell. Sense, stimulated by this rich perfume, couldn't help but sneeze loudly, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry." ”

"It doesn't matter."

A hoarse and low voice came into his ears, and Rong Yin subconsciously raised his head, and was greeted by an extremely tall figure, a man wearing a well-tailored champagne-colored suit and a piece of Patek Philippe on his wrist.

These were not enough to attract Rongyin, what caught her attention was the man's snorting blonde hair, and the characteristic brown pupils under the golden glasses frame.

It's exactly the same as the man in the photo she saw when she came!