"Say, what kind of heart do you have, why did you send Fang Wanqing's letter?"

In a room on the second floor, Luna crossed her arms and asked loudly.

"I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to take care of this kind of thing, and leave it to the housekeeper to do it, who knows that he sent out all the letters."

It turned out that ten years ago, on the eve of graduation, all the classmates wrote a letter to themselves ten years later, wrote the envelope, and handed it over to Yin Zhongliang for safekeeping.

"Anyway, I don't believe that woman is Fang Wanqing."

Luna sneered.

"It's not, the hand doesn't feel right."

Yin Zhongliang thought of Fang just shaking hands, he remembered that night, Fang Wanqing's fleshy little hands around her neck, she thought it was a spring dream, her hands were delicate and soft at that time, and now, although this Fang Wanqing's hands are slender, they are very powerful, which is very different from ten years ago.

"Ha, do you remember the taste of ecstasy? Well, it's the first time. Luna's face was full of mockery.

But she forgot that the current Yin Zhongliang was not the son of the rich man ten years ago, he just glanced at Lu Na lightly: "Yes, I still remember now, I am sorry for Fang Wanqing, if she is true, I will do my best to make up for the mistakes of the year, but unfortunately, I also think that she is not real, it must be the real Fang Wanqing who sent her." ”

Luna was a little surprised: "You already know, so why ......"

Yin Zhongliang smiled: "When people come to act, of course I have to set up a good stage and do my best to be a landlord." I owe Fang Wanqing, but I don't owe this woman, I want to see what this woman can do. ”

Luna nodded: "That's right, just let her be by our side, in the light, so that we can see clearly." ”

She suddenly smiled again, gently hooked Yin Zhongliang's neck, and drew circles on the buttons of his long shirt with her hands: "Have you missed me these days?" ”

Yin Zhongliang sighed: "You, you, it's only been a few days apart, you can't help it?" As he spoke, he picked up Runa and threw him on the bed, reaching out to unbutton Luna's dress, but she was pricked by her brooch, and blood oozed from her fingertips.

Yin Zhongliang said viciously: "Okay, you want to eat people, and the jewelry you wear also eats people, see how I clean you up." ”

Runa couldn't help but smile and writhe on the bed.

Yin Zhongliang suddenly chuckled: "I don't know if your husband, is it lonely and sleepless now." ”

Luna unbuttoned herself and glared at him: "It's really a bad scenery, what do you want him to do at this time." Bad luck comes. ”

Luna graduated from high school without going to college and married the son of a banker; After a few years of good life, I also gave birth to a pair of children. But who would have thought that the warlord war, the fight between this big boss and that general, the banker felt that it was an opportunity to make a fortune, so he followed the British behind his back to dump the arms, accidentally offended a certain marshal, almost ruined the family, and Luna's life was also heaven and earth, and suddenly changed from a young grandmother to a resentful woman who avoided creditors every day.

At this time, Yin Zhongliang, a middle school classmate, married a rich girl after graduating from college, and the mix was booming, and I don't know where to know about Luna's recent situation, and the next story is a matter of course.

Money is the bamboo pole that Pan Jinlian touched, Yin Zhongliang is for the unattainable dream of his youth, and Lu Na is pure vanity.

Yin Zhongliang deliberately pressed his scratched finger on Lu Na's dress, and Lu Na screamed: ", this is a new one, and I just put it on, how can I afford you to be so bad." ”

"Tea was poured on the left and right, and I can't wear this dress, just one more piece of clothing, let alone spoil it, I can even spoil it with you."

Yin Zhongliang smiled and continued to move his hands up and down.

Soon there was a gasp in the room, and the bed began to shake rhythmically.

Wives are like clothes, other people's wives are borrowed clothes, greedy possession and ravage, just for the deep suppressed desires in the heart, if accidentally torn, change it.

There was a muffled thunder outside, and soon, the raindrops of soybeans fell.

Fang Wanqing stood at the window, looking at the increasingly blurred rain and fog outside.

At this time, the door opened silently, and a young man dressed as a waiter walked in, and the felt hat was pressed low, and it was the person who helped Meng Zhuo back to the room with Yin Zhongliang.

"How's it going?"

Fang Wanqing turned around and asked.

The young man was wearing the uniform of Xinqiao Villa, looking a little weak, he smiled and said: "Over there, it's already ......" He took off his felt hat and threw it aside, with an ambiguous smile on his face, and then patted his hair and said, "This broken hat, I don't know who wore it, I'm afraid there are lice, and it's itching to death." ”

"You are really a young master, and you will push back when you play the waiter for a while."

Fang Wanqing glanced at him, and the man smiled: "If you pretend to be the eldest lady, I will be a servant, it's not fair, Miss Ye." ”

"Remember, I'm Fang Wanqing now."

Fang Wanqing's tone was a little heavy, and then said: "I know that the relationship between these three people is not ordinary, Qin Lulu and Lu Na should be Yin Zhongliang's mistresses, Qin Lulu spoke strangely, as if Fang Wanqing had lost her body back then." ”

"It was Yin Zhongliang who did it, and I eavesdropped on his conversation with Luna at the door."

The man was smug.

Fang Wanqing patted him on the shoulder: "Yes, the son can be taught." ”

"We don't know who the two of us are." The man flicked his shoulder in disgust, "It's strange at this time, Fang Wanqing's diary says that she has a crush on Yin Zhongliang, and Yin Zhongliang likes Lu Na, in order to see Yin Zhongliang a few more times, she tried her best to slap Lu Na, the question is how Yin Zhongliang likes Lu Na and how can he do that kind of thing with Fang Wanqing." ”

"What's even more strange is that since Fang Wanqing has a crush on Yin Zhongliang, if she had a spring breeze with Yin Zhongliang, she must have been very happy, how could she disappear without saying goodbye?"

This Miss Ye is now pretending to be Fang Wanqing's identity, and when she talks about what she does with this name, she feels a little weird.

"The fat man has words everywhere, Fang Wanqing's disappearance must have something to do with them, and he tried to threaten Yin Zhongliang with this matter."

"It seems that the key to everything lies in Yin Zhongliang, but this person is quite deep in the city, and it is not easy to open up the situation, so let's start with this fat man first."

Fang Wanqing suddenly reached out to touch the man's chest, and the man took a step back: "Eat my tofu?" ”

"Is there any smoke? I've been pretending to be a lady all afternoon, and I'm tired to death. ”

The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, Fang Wanqing took out one, and said with some disgust: "It's Hademen again, so you can't change the brand." ”

"No, I'm used to it, I've been smoking this since forty years ago." The man's expression was serious.

Fang Wanqing sneered and laughed: "Look at what you said is like the real thing, this is really a surprise to someone who was bluffed by you." ”

The man snapped on the lighter and helped Fang Wanqing light a cigarette, Fang Wanqing took a puff and skillfully spit out a smoke ring: "I said Zhaonan, how old are you, sometimes old-fashioned, sometimes childish and annoying." ”

"Guess what? I said I'm thousands of years old, do you believe me? ”

"Phew, why don't you say you're an ape, a monkey, and the hair is still there."

Fang Wanqing pushed him in disgust: "Continue to monitor." ”

"I found out that you really killed donkeys without unloading."

Zhao Nan muttered and walked out. Fang Wanqing leaned against the window, listened to the sound of rain outside, glanced at the cigarette in her hand, snuffed it out, and let the smoke linger on her fingertips.

"I don't like smoking at all. It's just for people to see. ”

She sighed.

In the early hours of the morning, the rain continued, dripping.

Fang Wanqing finished freshening up and was waiting for news from Zhaonan's side, when she suddenly heard a scream from the corridor: "Dead man!" Dead man! ”