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Chapter 147 The Beauty of the Republic of China (31)
"Fuck, hurry up and let me go."

Song Aicheng kicked the woman on the ground hard, but the woman still hugged his leg tightly and did not let go.

It's just a pair of tears falling like rain, crying and crying constantly.

Song Aicheng didn't know whether he was upset because the woman was crying, or because he was pestered like this.

But he was very sure that if it was in his own home, he would definitely let this woman know how to behave.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Song Aicheng finally compromised and knelt down to look at her.

The woman didn't say a word, just kept crying, but her eyes were fixed on Song Aicheng.

That condemning gaze seemed to be looking at some heartless man.

Song Aicheng frowned helplessly.

"What are you going to do?"

The woman suddenly raised her voice and said, "Master Song, have you forgotten what you promised me back then?"

Song Aicheng was a little confused by her words.

The woman accused miserably, "You men are like this... It sounds good on the bed, but in fact, you turn your face when you get out of bed."

This time towards the end the woman's voice was a little shrill.

Song Aicheng didn't pay attention to the meaning of the woman's words for the time being, but was taken aback by her loud voice.

"Fuck! What the hell are you trying to do, keep your voice down."

Song Aicheng decided that this woman probably came to touch porcelain somewhere.

But even so, if other people see him being entangled like this, it will still have an impact on his reputation.

The woman suddenly started screaming.

"Killed, killed! Second Young Master Song wants to kill someone!"

The woman quickly got up and shouted as she ran.

The high-decibel sound immediately attracted the attention of many people on the field.

"Fuck!"

Song Aicheng quickly bent down to cover the woman's mouth, and at the same time slapped her.

"Stinky bitch, please be quiet."

"What the fuck are you talking about!"

The woman shrank back in fear, as if confirming what she said just now, Song Aicheng wanted to kill her to silence her.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, let alone the excitement of the Song family.

Moreover, Song Aicheng is not the eldest son of the Song family, and the Song family will not offend so many people present for such a person.

"It seems that Second Young Master Song is really flirtatious."

Lin Shao smiled authentically, and at the same time, because of his guidance, more and more people came around here.

Almost everyone who was present today came.

"If Second Young Master Song is being wronged, why not explain it?"

Lin Shao said with a hippie smile, "We can also uphold justice for you."

"You can't let you be defiled by a girl in vain."

Song Aicheng's face turned green, and the people around laughed loudly.

No matter how you listened to these words, they were so blunt, almost stomping Lin Shao's face on the ground.

Sure enough, Lin Shao's face was ashen as death.

Now Song Aicheng not only wanted to strip that woman alive, but he also hated Lin Shao.

"Go away! Go away, all of you!"

Song Aicheng really wanted to make a move, but he was still afraid that if he exposed himself, what if his elder brother took precautions against him?
Song Aicheng clenched his fist tightly and told himself that he must calm down and solve this matter.

Lin Shao smiled and continued to tremble with Song Aicheng, as if he couldn't feel his anger at all, or in other words, didn't care at all.

This attitude really made Song Aicheng angry.

(End of this chapter)