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Jiang Yansheng told her: "What men want is submission, and power can make all women surrender." ”

Pei Tong was in tears, and the smile on the corner of his lips became lighter and lighter: "Is surrender useful?" ”

Jiang Yansheng thought for a while on this issue and said: "Pei Tong, with a strong enough temptation and enough security, almost all men will have the possibility of cheating, this is not a woman's problem." ”

Pei Tong has been troubled by this pain for a long time, and she has been wondering, why is the marriage that has been painstakingly managed over the years so vulnerable? She doesn't want that kind of vigorous overnight, she just wants to go on with a man.

However, her marriage was completely destroyed by Smussen.

Pei Tong's voice slowly became weak, and she lost almost everything in this battle for men.

The perfect fame that is sought after, marriage, and the dance dream that she has held on to with her life.

Pei Tong had been lying on the bed, and Jiang Yansheng didn't know that her legs were no longer able to walk under the quilt.

The two chatted for a long time, and Jiang Yansheng knew Pei Tong's attitude towards Huo Xiucheng, so he didn't continue the topic.

As for Li Xin, that side ......

Jiang Yansheng's eyes crossed a faint dark color.

……

……

As soon as the people left, the villa returned to its previous silence.

The curtains of the room were pulled up, and not even a trace of light could penetrate it, as if only she was left silently, Pei Tong's calm was removed, his eyes were very red, and his tears had long since dried up.

Her fingers clenched the corners of the quilt so hard that she was already unconsciously breaking her nails.

The nails, which had not been carefully repaired, were fragile, and the pain could not alleviate the deepest wound in her chest.

Pei Tong also has her own dignity to protect, she is now unwilling to admit to anyone that she has long been deeply involved in this marriage, she loves Smussen, loves his maintenance of herself under his cold appearance, loves his inadvertent tenderness, and loves him even more......

However, this love made her a joke.

Pei Tong didn't even mention to anyone that in this life, what made her proud was not that she was born in a wealthy family and became the first lady, let alone obtained the supreme halo in the dance world, nor did she become a praised philanthropist, but married Smussen and became his wife.

She gave herself, and she really wanted to get the same amount of money from men.

How did this happen again?

Pei Tong's eyes were very red and hot, and when he closed them, all the scenes were replaying Xiao Beiyan's bright face.

Compared to such a delicate woman, is her coldness too old-fashioned and boring?

Pei Tong knew that he couldn't go back.

With the existence of Xiao Beiyan and the appearance of Huo Xiucheng, she and Smussen will no longer be like they were at the beginning.

Therefore, she will give up this marriage first.

Pei Tong wanted to get up but couldn't get up, below her knees, completely unconscious, she clenched her hands and beat her legs through the quilt.

It's useless.

Smussen said he was going to destroy what she thought was life, and he did.

Pei Tong covered his face in pain, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Outside the door, there seemed to be a sound of footsteps, from far to near, and soon, there was the sound of the door opening.

Pei Tong heard the movement and raised his head.

Her eyes were still red, her beautiful face was so cold that she didn't feel emotional, and she saw a man in a black slender suit appear at the door.

The contours of his clean face were tight, only the slight emotion between his eyebrows and his gaze were fixed on her.

Seeing that the woman was haggard and pale, he paused for a moment before striding in.

Obviously, Xiao Beiyan came to make a fuss, and the servant had already informed him, otherwise, he would not have come in such a hurry.

Pei Tong had nothing to say to him, and even the gentle smile on his face had long since faded away.

She was going to lie down and close her eyes slightly.

And Smussen had already strode up to her, pulled her wrist over, and asked in a deep voice with her cold thin lips, "What did you say to her?" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, the tone close to questioning made Pei Tong's chest slightly uncomfortable, and his throat seemed to be in dry pain, and he endured it and said, "I made her sad?" But she found it herself. ”

Thinking about it, Miss Xiao was coldly spoken by Jiang Yansheng, and asked the bodyguard to invite her out, but she was unwilling to run to the man who could call her head and complain.

Pei Tong's understatement made Smussen's eyes slowly darken, and he did not defend himself, but stared at the woman's reddened eyes.

Like, I want to see a trace of her sadness.

But no, Pei Tong's cold mood is just like her, she is not angry or happy, and she will not fight for jealousy because he helped Xiao Yanyan.

This inevitably brings to Smussen's mind.

If you don't love, where does hate come from?

She loves Huo Xiucheng, and even if she has been married to him for a few years, she will never forget this man.

This realization made Smussen's chest go crazy with jealousy, and his arm dragged her to him, regardless of her slight struggle, and asked with extreme anger in his voice: "You are so generous, why don't you recognize Xiao Yanyan's daughter?" ”

"Why should I recognize you and her daughter?"

Pei Xiaomei's eyes were thin with mist, and he couldn't help asking: "If you want to give your daughter a legitimate identity, we can divorce, this Mrs. Si, I have long been tired of doing it, and it is very annoying to do it." ”

Smussen's eyes were constricted, staring at her with a vague emotion, listening to her say word by word: "You are arbitrary and domineering, and machismo, you want women to coax and ask women to serve, and you never consider my feelings, what's so good about being your woman?" ”

Pei Tong's mood finally fluctuated, and it seemed that he was going to burst out the emotions that he had suppressed for too long.

Smussen angrily asked, "So, you don't want to be my woman at all?" ”

To be normal, Pei Tong didn't dare to speak at this point.

But she didn't care.

The beautiful face was like ashes, and she asked softly: "You only know now?" ”

In a soft woman, once sharpened, it will also cut through others, just like at this moment, the anger that has been suppressed in Smussen's chest for a long time has been completely aroused by her.

His cold face was gloomy and terrifying, and he used the advantage of a man's strength to bully her now that she was a disabled person and pressed her to the big bed.

Pei Tong couldn't get out of bed at all, and he couldn't escape.

She could only push the angry tall man above with her hands, but she couldn't withstand the end of her clothes being torn.

"You don't want to be my woman?"

Smussen lowered his body, the emotions in his eyes were turbulent, his thin lips were biting heavily on her neck, and his voice was cold, telling her word for word: "I want you to see who your man is." ”

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