The domineering president married a sweet wife

Washington, America.

Private villa area, the second floor of a certain villa.

Song Zhenzhen put on a mask, and put one leg on the low pier sofa.

Cui Zhiyong squatted at the place closest to Song Zhenzhen, kneading her lap with both hands vigorously and rhythmically.

"In order to rush back, Madam's legs are a little swollen." Cui Zhiyong said that, with a distressed look.

Song Zhenzhen put on the mask, and she couldn't talk too much, her voice was vague: "It's a blessing in misfortune to be able to come back this time. Remember, that guy Ye Feicheng is a plague god, and I don't think he will take it easy this time." Let us go. Since Fang Jingya has confessed to me, of course she will reveal everything she knows about me."

Cui Zhiyong was taken aback, stopped his movements, stared at Song Zhenzhen dully, and only said a word after a long time: "Then what should we do?"

"Ye Feicheng lost billions of dollars this time, so I don't think he will act too quickly for the time being." Song Zhenzhen carefully lifted a corner of the mask, and then pulled off the whole mask with force, this time her voice became clearer : "Of course we have to act first."

"What... the first move is the best move?" Cui Zhiyong asked anxiously.

"I didn't think about it. Fang Jingya broke, and I lost my eyeliner by Ye Feicheng's side, which is very troublesome." Song Zhenzhen said solemnly: "So the first step is to put our eyeliner next to Ye Feicheng. , Only after we have achieved this step can we find a way to deal with Ye Feicheng."

Cui Zhiyong nodded vigorously.

With Song Zhenzhen, he felt very safe, lowered his head, and continued to knead Song Zhenzhen's calf very carefully.

In Song Zhenzhen's eyes, there was a sinister look.

In Cui Zhiyong's eyes, there was a look of dependence.

Still snowy weather.

But fortunately, the door of the detention center was cleaned very clean, and the blue marble floor was exposed near the door.

Fang Jingya came out of the detention center, just carrying a simple bag.Mai Yaxi was waiting for her here, and when she saw her come out, she hurried forward, took out a bag of salt from her bag, sprinkled it around Fang Jingya, and muttered something.

Fang Jingya couldn't help laughing and said, "Where did you learn all this?"

"From the novel, I'll try it casually." Mai Yaxi clapped her hands after she sprinkled the salt, stared at Fang Jingya with a smile and said, "Sister, you seem to have lost a lot of weight."

"It used to be a headache to lose weight, but now I feel very relaxed." Fang Jingya was still in a joking mood, but the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed a little pale.

She has changed.

"Sister, where are you going?" Mai Yaxi pursed her lips and asked curiously.

"I'm restricted from leaving the country now, so I can't go anywhere. But the place I want to go most is my mother's cemetery." Fang Jingya looked at Mai Yaxi and said, "Yaxi, my mother's ashes were taken away by people from Ye Feicheng." Now, you must know where mother is buried, right? Yes, take me there? I really want to confess in front of mother's grave."

Mentioning her mother made Mai Yaxi's heart sink a little.

She nodded slightly and said, "Mom must also want to hear your confession."

Fang Jingya raised her head and looked at the sky, "I don't ask my mother for forgiveness, because even I won't forgive myself."

The snow is still falling, and even if it is cleaned well, it will soon be covered with a thin layer of snow.

Snow is beautiful, but also annoying.