Chapter 197: Patter
Xiang Qian lowered his eyes, thinking of Zhu Hang's not easy year, and said: "If it is really for inheritance, he doesn't have to come to the dance party to find the so-called father." Like other brothers and sisters, isn't it easier to bow down to those in power and please them? ”
The old woman lit another cigarette and stopped talking.
Relieved, Xiang Qian was about to leave, but heard her say: "Your fiancé is very happy, and he can get your full trust." ”
"Thank you."
"You remind me of a man. Many years ago, she was as simple and pure as you, carefree......" Extinguishing the long cigarette, the old woman got up and knocked on the table: "It seems that I am really old enough to talk to you for so long." Let's go, tonight's promise will be fulfilled, and I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm in a hurry to take a picture of your members. ”
"What? No, ma'am, you're mistaken. It's all a misunderstanding, I didn't shoot my body, you guys are illegal, you are ...... forcible "The two bodyguards set her up and pulled her out.
"You'd better be well-behaved, or we'll have a hundred ways for you to learn to be well-behaved." The old woman's voice was ruthless and cold, and Xiang Qian immediately closed her mouth.
"Behave well, it's not necessarily a bad thing," a door opened at the end of the hallway, revealing a large bed in the suite. The old woman watched as the bodyguard tied her hands tightly and said, "Everything that happens must make sense, and everything that happens must be meaningful." If you look at it from a different angle, you won't feel bad. The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes, and you should know these things when you step into the mystery ball. ”
"Nope! You can't do this to me! Didn't you say I'm fine, how can you...... How can it be ...... This ......" Xiang Qian slowly stopped struggling and leaned back heavily.
The bald bodyguard on the side threw away the handkerchief covering her mouth and closed the door.
After a while, a pot-bellied man in a hat pushed the door open. Behind him stood two slender black-clothed bodyguards with serious faces.
"Long time no see." The man took off his hat and was a little bald.
Warm tea was prepared in the living room of the suite, and the old woman on the sofa in the middle looked at them with a smile.
"You two go to the middle room to have fun, and I'll catch up with the patriarch." With a wave of his hand, the bald bodyguard walked out the door, and the two people brought by the fat man walked into the room.
"You are still so good to your men," the old woman sighed a little, "the girl in it is of good quality, and it is really unbearable to be spoiled like this." ”
"Huh...... If you don't spend a lot of money, how can you have the opportunity to meet the veteran and chat a few words face-to-face? ”
"......" put away her little face, and the old woman said, "What do you think this time?" ”
On the large round bed in the room, a woman in white lace could be faintly seen. She had her long hair spread out and slept soundly. The two bodyguards exchanged glances, one to draw the curtains and the other to close the door.
A pair of white hands stroked the ends of her hair. Instead of facing down, the palm went around her forehead and tied a black mask to her. The other had his back to the bed and threw a black mass from his bosom.
……
Consciousness gradually recovered, Xiang Qian opened her eyes, and there was a moment of trance. Suddenly to her feet, she found herself sleeping in an unfamiliar bed.
Hurriedly stood up, and by the moonlight she saw that the sheets were neat and white. Relieved, she froze when she glanced back at the shadow reflected from the glass.
A pure white and lively dress turned into a black silk robe.
Someone changed their clothes.
Remembering some of the excesses she had seen that night, her heart pounding violently, her scalp tingling, and her limbs becoming cold—she was so frightened that she hurriedly examined her body to look for something unusual.
If only Zhu Hang were here. She sighed softly, and she forced herself to calm down.