Pounding Stars: Good morning, national male god

The four women chattered together, and one of them said to Song Yunzhu: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, this child Xingran has always been uncertain, and it will pass after a while, and that girl is nothing special. After two or three years, Xingran matures, and seeing many wives from wealthy families, he will naturally know the benefits of being a lady."

Another woman whispered: "Chairman, I think it's not an option to just wait like this. Xingran has always been rebellious. The more he is not allowed to get it, the more he will stick to it. In my opinion, we might as well Take some action and make that girl retreat!"

Song Yunzhu's originally calm face suddenly flashed a look of joy, nodded, and said, "Go on, have you thought of any way?"

The woman leaned close to Song Yunzhu's ear and whispered, "You asked me to investigate that girl's background and experience before, and I have a very important piece of information - she has an ex-boyfriend named Wang Beichuan, and she has always been thinking about her. Said that the last time Xingran fought was with that Wang Beichuan, if we give Wang Beichuan a little favor..."

Song Yunzhu nodded frequently, as if he had understood what she meant, and was very satisfied with her idea.

Huang Yunxuan heard their conversation from the side, and said, "Wang Beichuan? Is it Jiaxin's husband? I remember her husband from the countryside was called by that name."

The woman nodded quickly and said, "That's right, he is the son-in-law of the chairman of Yuntao Trading Company, but it is said that the two have agreed to divorce, but they haven't gone through the formalities yet. Why, Miss Huang is unwilling to use him for the sake of sisterhood." This pawn?"

Huang Yunxuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said: "As long as Qi Zi can be suppressed, let her leave Xingran, let alone sacrifice a Wang Beichuan, even if I lose everything, I am willing, anyway, my best friend is not chaste Martyr girl, asking her husband to do this can be regarded as accumulating blessings and virtues."

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That night, Li Xingran sent Qi Zishi back to the apartment, but when he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to go in again for the spring festival, Qi Zishi slammed the door shut.

Qi Zishi said coldly through the door: "I am not Yihong Courtyard, not a place you can come to whenever you want. Before our relationship is clear, I hope you can face up to your identity."

Li Xingran yelled at the door for a while in vain, but when he saw Qi Zi, he was determined not to let him in, so he left in despair.

Otherwise, after a while, some weird fans would come out from the opposite door, posting photos of him smashing the door all over Weibo.

When Qi Zi saw Li Xingran finally left, he breathed a sigh of relief, took a shower, and lay down on the bed.

It was a thrilling day, her little heart was beating all the time, she made a turn around the edge of the rich family, although she didn't succeed, but she saw the cherishment and affection in Li Xingran's eyes, that was enough, this pair To her, it was more precious than that marriage certificate.

Ding, WeChat suddenly received a message.

Qi Zishi opened WeChat, and saw that the person who sent the message turned out to be Wang Beichuan who hadn't appeared for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that Wang Beichuan returned to his hometown after divorcing Li Jiaxin, and she also vaguely remembered that Li Jiaxin said in the hospital that Wang Beichuan had compromised and wanted to come back with a green hat and be happy to be a father.

Qi Zishi opened WeChat suspiciously, and saw a sentence written on it: "Zi Shi, I'm back, let's meet tomorrow, okay, I brought you your favorite souvenir."

"Souvenir products?" Qi Zishi was taken aback, thinking, what's the matter?It was as if she had a good relationship with him. A man who sent her away with a few meat buns suddenly came back with a few boxes of souvenirs to ask her out. To this kind of behavior, she only wanted to answer one sentence: "Ex, We don't date!"

Qi Zishi didn't reply to that message at all, he threw his phone aside and planned to sleep.

At this time, the mobile phone rang again, and it was Wang Beichuan who sent the message.

"Zi Shi, I have something very important to tell you, please give me this chance, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life if I don't say it."

Qi Zishi looked at that sentence, frowned slightly, and quickly typed a line in the dialog box: "Wang Beichuan, I have nothing to do with you anymore, if you have anything to say, talk to your own wife."

The other side finally quieted down, Qi Zishi felt a little flustered.

As far as Wang Beichuan is concerned, he can be regarded as a comrade-in-arms who shared weal and woe with her. Although the breakup was ugly, she has been relieved after so long. In addition, Wang Beichuan's own life is not satisfactory, so she has received the punishment she deserved. Why should she resent him anymore?
At the same time that Qi Zishi fell asleep, Wang Beichuan was sitting in a coffee shop in this city with a mobile phone in his hand, a cup of cold coffee in front of him, and a luxuriously dressed woman in her 40s sitting opposite her.

"I've said everything I need to say. Qi Zishi doesn't like me anymore, and she won't see me at all, so I can't do this." Wang Beichuan put away his phone, got up and prepared to leave.

The noble lady stopped him, and said slowly: "Just because she doesn't want to see you, doesn't mean you can't see her. I'll give you an address. You can go now."

As the lady spoke, she put a note on the table and tapped her fingernails twice.

A hint of impatience flashed in Wang Beichuan's eyes, and he said: "I said before, I can't do this, and I don't want to hurt her. Why do you have to force me? Don't tell me I, Wang Beichuan, have no personality? No self-esteem? No bottom line ?Although I'm poor, I don't want to live a dirty life!"

Wang Beichuan turned around and left. Just as he walked out of the private room, he bumped into two tall and burly bodyguards.

The lady followed, and said in a very light but undeniable tone: "Wang Beichuan, do you want to be the son-in-law of the Li family with a cuckold for the rest of your life? This 100 million is enough to turn you into a phoenix! From now on, you can start a company." , to display your ambitions, use this money as a capital to change your own destiny, and you will no longer have to force yourself to go back and live with Li Jiaxin, don't tell me, you are not tempted at all?"

Wang Beichuan was obviously taken aback. He really didn't expect this price.

Moreover, every word of this noble lady hit his sore spot—he came back from his hometown this time because his family was too poor and his parents were both sick. I am afraid that I will be just a small white-collar worker for eight years. Even if I get a monthly salary of more than 10,000, and an annual salary of [-]+, it is still a drop in the bucket for a family with heavy burdens. What's more, he still has to buy a house, a car, and a living Come alone.

All of this was too far away for him, and at this moment, a shortcut was in front of him. All he had to do was to sleep with the woman he had always loved.

For him, there is no loss, only he needs to give up a little bit of his conscience.

"Let me try." Wang Beichuan finally agreed after thinking about it for 10 minutes.

The lady nodded with a smile, took out a check, and said: "This is a deposit of 30 yuan. After the matter is completed, you will pay another 30 yuan. When your bed photos are posted on the Internet, when Xingran and her are completely finished." , the balance of 40 will arrive immediately."

Wang Beichuan nodded, put on his clothes, walked out of the coffee shop, and disappeared into the vast night.

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Bang bang bang, Wang Beichuan finally knocked on Qi Zishi's door.

Qi Zishi came to the door in a daze, and asked: "Who is it, it's late at night, is it sick?"

Wang Beichuan suppressed the tension in his heart, and said: "Zishi, I have nowhere to go, so I have to come to you... Please, open the door."

Through the anti-theft door, Qi Zishi didn't hear Wang Beichuan's voice for a while, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"It's me, Wang Beichuan."

"Wang Beichuan?" Qi Zishi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately regained his energy, and said, "How did you find this place?"

"I... I'm injured, please open the door and save me..." Wang Beichuan said pretending to be weak.

"What? Injured?" Qi Zishi was dubious. How did Wang Beichuan find her home in the middle of the night?
With a bang, the sound of a body falling to the ground came from outside the door—it was the sound of Wang Beichuan falling straight to the ground.

"Wang Beichuan, you, are you okay?" Qi Zishi was a little worried, but he still didn't open the door.

"Zi Shi... I... I was beaten by someone sent by Li Jiaxin, please open the door."

After that, Wang Beichuan never made a sound again.

Qi Zishi froze in the room, walked around repeatedly, not knowing whether he should open the door or not.

"Wang Beichuan?"

There was silence on the opposite side, which made Qi Zishi even more nervous.

From the rules of the rivers and lakes, it is absolutely unacceptable to ignore death.

From the point of view of Qi Zishi's principles of life, it is necessary to act bravely.

Qi Zishi put his hand on the door, but retracted it, finally picked up a fruit knife from the table next to him, and opened the door cruelly.

"Wang Beichuan?" Qi Zishi looked at the person lying on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Help me up..." Wang Beichuan said weakly.

Qi Zishi didn't think much, put Wang Beichuan's arm on his shoulder, and helped him into the house.

However, before she could help him to the side of the sofa, a towel suddenly covered her mouth, and a choking smell immediately entered her nostrils.

"You..." Qi Zishi felt dizzy for a while, and the fruit knife in his hand was taken away by Wang Beichuan.

"I'm sorry, Zishi, don't worry, I won't hurt you, but...you have to do me this favor, as long as I can turn around and become a rich man, I will definitely compensate you in the future..."

Qi Zishi didn't hear what Wang Beichuan was saying at all, but felt that her body no longer belonged to her, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and finally she couldn't open them anymore.

Wang Beichuan carried Qi Zishi to the bed, ripped off her pajamas, took off her pajama pants, and posed in an extremely seductive pose. Then, he took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures. After that, he lay on Qi Zishi's bed. When she was beside her, she hesitated again and again, and the landlord took a few more photos of her body.

After doing all this, Wang Beichuan was sweating profusely from nervousness.

When he looked at the sleeping Qi Zi, he couldn't help swallowing.

At this moment, Qi Zishi was already unknown, and the infinite spring was half-hidden, which was truly alluring. If he wanted to possess her at this moment, it would be as easy as picking something out of a bag.

"Zi Shi... I... I can't help it..."

When Wang Beichuan leaned over to pounce on Qi Zi, it was like a wolf pounced on a little rabbit that had lost its resistance.