Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

Song Qingcheng turned her head, only to see another host with a bright smile interacting with herself with a microphone as if nothing had happened.

From that day on, she fell in love with this girl who saved herself from embarrassment, and went to the student union that arranged the performance to ask about the girl's name, major and class.

Later, the two like-minded people became good friends until now.

If there is any good news, Song Qingcheng will tell her as soon as possible.

She cleared her throat triumphantly, and told her the good news loudly: "I am Rong Kui's girlfriend now!"

"..."

On the other end of the phone, there was a sudden silence, as if An Ning had never answered the phone.

"Hey, hello." Song Qingcheng glanced at the phone, did An Ning do something?why do not you speak?

"Hey An Ning, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly lose your voice?"

After a while, An Ning's voice came from the other end again: "Qingcheng, I have something to do now, when I have time, we can talk again." As soon as the voice fell, the phone beeped and hung up.

What's wrong with An Ning?
Looking at the mobile phone that showed the end of the call, Song Qingcheng was confused. What's wrong with An Ning? Usually, when he calls, the two of them won't stop talking for two or three hours. What happened? ?
The confused Song Qingcheng threw the phone on the bedside, still unable to restrain the excitement in her heart, rolling around on the bed.

I don't know if he had a dream all afternoon and didn't really fall asleep. Rolling and rolling, Song Qingcheng fell asleep again.

When Rong Kui finished the meal and came to call her, she was in a deep sleep, and after the rolling just now, her nightgown was rolled up to her waist.

Under the warm bedside lamp, her porcelain-white skin glowed with jade.The cutest is the Snoopy on the pink panties waving his hand and saying hello.

Rong Kui almost couldn't help laughing, he walked to the edge of the bed, pulled out the quilt that Song Qingcheng had pressed under his body, covered her, and turned off the bedside lamp.

"Good night."

It's already winter, and for just one night, the whole city of H seems to have jumped into another season.

Wearing the white V-neck sweater and jeans that Rong Kui just bought this morning, sitting in the car, Song Qingcheng asked Rong Kui: "Is the matter in the senior's company all right?"

"No, even if I disappear for a month, the company can still operate normally."

Hearing what he said, Song Qingcheng was relieved.

Seeing her relieved, Rong Kui's thin lips showed a faint smile.Participating in the alumni association is dispensable for him, and he has never been there in previous years.

Today, however, he pushed two sessions.Just after nine o'clock, I took Song Qingcheng to Huihao Hotel.

In fact, the name is the Alumni Association, and two words should be added in front of it, Distinguished Alumni Association.Those who come here to participate are all people who have made achievements in various industries, and there are rich second generations like Song Qingcheng.

As soon as the two of them walked in, Chen Bing, the former president of the student council who held the alumni association, and now the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of H City, walked over and greeted the two of them with a bright smile: "Since I graduated, I seldom see us. The vice-chairman, oh yes, and the little tail of the vice-chairman."

When he was in college, Chen Bing was the president of the student council, and Rong Kui was the vice president.

Rong Kui shook hands with him indifferently, and when his gaze turned to Song Qingcheng, it was like melting ice and snow: "This is President Chen, remember?"

"Remember." Of course I remember, the little tail who has always called himself Rong Kui almost let everyone in the university city know that he likes Rong Kui.

Song Qingcheng also stretched out his hand, and said to Chen Bing: "President Chen, don't come here without any problems."

"It's still a familiar tone." Chen Bing winked at Song Qingcheng as if I knew it all: "Now that Xiaowei is finally connected to our vice meeting, congratulations. If good things come true, Don't forget my matchmaker's wedding candy."

Song Qingcheng looked at him, really wondering how such a character could become the secretary of the municipal committee.

Rong Kui, on the other hand, didn't know what to think, and nodded under Song Qingcheng's surprised eyes: "Yeah."

"This is the vice meeting." Chen Bing said to the two with a smile: "There are a lot of acquaintances in there, go quickly, I'll go get some air."

Song Qingcheng and Rong Kui nodded, jumped over Chen Bing and walked in.

Huihao Hotel is the property of the Zheng family, the largest real estate developer in H City. The Zheng family has been an imperial merchant since the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, this hotel also has the style of the Zheng family. As soon as you enter the hotel, you will be greeted by a shadow wall of cranes and clouds. The nine-story crystal palace lantern hanging from the top reflects bright lights. Slight impurities reflect different light.

In S City, it is rare to see such a large-scale place, Song Qingcheng was slightly surprised.

When she and Rong Kui walked into the box that Chen Bing had booked early in the morning, she immediately saw An Ning among the crowd.

She happily walked over and hugged her: "What happened the day before yesterday, I hung up the phone suddenly, almost scared me to death."

"...It's nothing." An Ning was hugged by her, and she could see Rong Kui who came with Song Qingcheng. She looked unclear, lowered her eyes and said in Song Qingcheng's ear: "Congratulations, your wish has come true."

"Hey." When this matter was mentioned, Song Qingcheng's heart seemed to be soaked in honey water, she let go of An Ning, turned around to reveal Rong Kui behind her and said: "This is Senior Rong, do you remember? "

"Of course." An Ning pursed her lips into a straight line, and looked at Rong Kui with a pair of round almond eyes.

She stretched out her hand and said to Rong Kui, "Long time no see, senior."

"Well, long time no see." Rong Kui still had a gentle expression, as if everyone in front of him was the same.

He looked at Song Qingcheng: "Sit here for a while, I'll go to the bathroom." Yesterday Song Qingcheng cooked noodles that were too salty, and Rong Kui drank a lot of water when he went to the company, and now he has a reaction.

Song Qingcheng also thought of this, and she waved at Rong Kui with some embarrassment: "An Ning is here, there is no problem."

"En." Rong Kui was not the kind of person who talked too much, he responded and then turned and left.

Huihao Hotel can almost be said to be the signature of City H, so he is naturally familiar with it.

As soon as he got out of the box, he went straight to the bathroom. At some point, Duan Yushen, who was standing in the corridor on the other side, looked at Rong Kui, who was slender and tall, who walked into the bathroom. The cigarette between his fingers fell more than ten meters away. in the trash box.

Flipping one hand into the smoky gray trouser pocket, he walked over with strides.

Rong Kui, who was washing his hands in the bathroom, was about to dry his hands, when suddenly a figure walked in, closed the door with a click on his long legs, and walked towards him.

He tilted his shoulder, jumped over the figure and walked towards the door.

Suddenly, a hand that obviously belonged to a man grabbed him: "President Rong is such a noble person who often forgets things and doesn't say hello to old acquaintances."

Duan Yushen's short blond hair, which was almost close to his scalp, shone like gold under the light, and a pair of sinister single-lidded phoenix eyes stared at Rong Kui gloomyly.

But to his surprise, Rong Kui didn't even move, just glanced at him: "Duan Yushen, can you let go?"

A title seems to give Duan Yushen enough face, this is Rong Kui's true character.

His perfunctory and indifference made Duan Yushen completely irritated, he grabbed Rong Kui's hand with one hand, and grabbed Rong Kui's neck with the other hand: "You really make me sick."

In order to avoid getting hurt, Rong Kui took two steps back, stuck his waist on the sink, his dark eyes looked straight at Duan Yushen, who was half a head taller than him, and said: "You are disgusting." What do you mean? Funding the Duan Group? Or sending you to England?"

"Are you guilty?" Duan Yushen had a ferocious and fake smile on his young face, and he tightened his hand on Rong Kui's neck: "If it wasn't for you, would my sister commit suicide? If it wasn't for you, my grandfather would still be alive today." Lying in a hospital bed and becoming a vegetative state?"

He approached Rong Kui, and said word by word, almost hitting Rong Kui in the face: "Others say that you, Rong Kui, are a gentleman, but in fact, they were all deceived by your skin, you are a villain. "

His words are like a sharp knife quenched with poison, wishing to carve Rong Kui into bones.

But Rong Kui didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't care. As soon as he exerted his strength, he broke away from Duan Yushen's hands, lifted his feet and walked out.

Duan Yushen, who was already emotionally agitated, was stimulated again. Looking at Rong Kui's back, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked it.

His taekwondo was taught by Rong Kui himself, and when he felt the abnormal air flow behind him, Rong Kui turned sideways, "Bang!" His kick hit the bathroom door, and the door panel was dented.

"If you don't explain everything that happened back then today, I'll beat you up here, and let everyone here see that you are the most embarrassing villain."

Duan Yushen attacked again and again, and each move was more ruthless than the last. Rong Kui, who had not fought back, was finally kicked in the shoulder.

"Aren't you fighting back? I won't be polite."

Rong Kui knew his character long ago, if he said he would be merciless, he would never do so.

Rong Kui reached out, untied the tie and cuffs tied with strict Windsor knots, and took off his coat.

"Okay." Duan Yushen flicked his wrist, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Today, I must ask you to tell what happened back then."

Under the bright lights, the two of you come and go, you punch, I kick, each wins or loses.

They played lively, but it hurt the people waiting outside the bathroom, and Song Qingcheng who was in the box hadn't seen Rong Kui come back for a long time, and felt a little anxious.

"An Ning, you wait here first, I'll go and see why Rong Kui hasn't come back yet."

"Hey." An Ning took Song Qingcheng's hand: "I'll go with you, if something really happens, one more person will do more."

Song Qingcheng thought about it, yes, so she said to An Ning: "Okay, let's go." The two got up.

The acquaintances around thought that the two of them wanted to leave, and they all declined with a smile: "It's still so early, and I only came here for a while."

"Sorry, the two of us have something to do now, let's go out for a while." Worried about Rong Kui, Song Qingcheng didn't continue to say any more polite words, and pulled An Ning out of the box.

It was Song Qingcheng and his class who retained their women just now. She looked at the backs of the two, snorted disdainfully, turned her head and said to the person sitting beside her: "Isn't it just that there are some bad money in the family? What are you proud of?" ?”

"...Hehe...hehe." The people around her smiled awkwardly, turned to talk to others, and didn't want to talk to her.