The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

A cloud of mist came out of Tang Jiao's mouth:

"Let's go, it's so cold."

The two of them walked straight past Tang Mi, who had a jealous look on his face.

As Tang Jiao walked, he stomped the very beautiful high-heeled shoes under his feet and muttered in a low voice: "The soles of my feet hurt a little."

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyes to look at the high heels on her feet.

When changing clothes and choosing shoes, Tang Jiao chose this pair among 10 pairs of beautiful high heels, each with its own merits.

The heel is moderately high and not too thin. As a flat shoe lover, she should be able to hold it hard without spraining her feet.

As a result, the soles of my feet, which I had never experienced such a curvature before, still couldn't bear it. The soles of my feet were extremely sore.

There is still a long way to go from the garden to the parking place.

Xiao Jingchuan stuffed the umbrella into Tang Jiao's palm, "Brother, is he carrying you?"

Tang Jiao smiled and nodded, "Okay!"

Tang Mi saw Xiao Jingchuan carrying Tang Jiao on his back as if there was no one around, still holding the high heels she had taken off, and she felt extremely jealous!

The burning resentment that was completely ignored by the two people simply overshadowed the coldness of the snow under their feet.

"Tangjiao!"

She tried hard to knock the high heels off her hands, but she was unbalanced while standing on tiptoes and fell down instead.

Her eyes were split and her face was distorted. She grabbed the snow with both hands and smashed it forward in vain. She screamed like a crazy woman at the same time.

"Ahhh! Tang Jiao! Don't be proud! How long do you think he will like you!"

"I curse you! I curse you to die early!!!"

Tang Jiao was lying on Xiao Jingchuan's back and had already covered his ears.

She smiled nonchalantly and said crisply:

"Where is the barking dog coming from? Is there anyone taking care of it? Don't let it out and bite people."

"Ahhhhhh! Tang Jiao, I'm going to kill you!!!!"

Tang Mi was so angry that she got up on her hands and knees and chased after him barefoot.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Two hotel security guards heard the sound and ran out from behind, holding down Tang Mi who was acting suspiciously like she was suffering from rabies.

"What are you doing! Why are you arresting me!" Tang Mi screamed and struggled.

"be honest!"

The security guard had a dark face and pressed her harder with his hands.

What a disaster!

Today, the hotel stall was surrounded by the police when something like this happened. Those who were just in charge of the door were all angered by the boss and scolded him!

I encountered a psychopath on duty right now!

Tang Jiao couldn't help but gloat as he listened to what was happening behind him, lying on Xiao Jingchuan's shoulder and laughing.

Xiao Jingchuan turned his head and looked at her with a smile, and asked in a soft voice: "Do you want to solve it?"

Tang Jiao shook his head and didn't care: "She has nothing to do with me."

"Brother Jingchuan, kiss~~~"

Her voice changed into the "clip sound" of Tang Zizi, which is sweet, delicate and waxy.

He stretched his neck with a smile, pouted, and kissed Xiao Jingchuan's thin lips twice, mua~mua~ hard.

"Let's go~! Go home~!"

Tang Jiao swayed his dangling feet happily, holding Xiao Jingchuan's neck with one hand and holding an umbrella with the other, and was steadily carried by him toward the other side of the car.

The silver-pink flowing skirt studded with diamonds swayed slowly in the snowy night, free and carefree.

……

That night, overwhelming news reports and short videos about this banquet, which could be called the "fastest Waterloo in history," were spread wildly on the Internet.

There are photos of Xiao Rong talking high-spiritedly at the company's celebration banquet, videos of Xiao Rong being surrounded by reporters and getting angry, videos of Xiao Rong escaping, and videos of Xiao Rong resisting the police attack and being handcuffed and having his pants removed... you can find them all...

And "kidnapping by big company bosses, hiring murders, safety accidents" and so on, words and crimes that are very eye-catching and arouse the emotions of viewers, make these contents spread faster and faster.

Soon, someone made a connection between the kidnapping of a pair of young girls, the chairman of the Xiaoli Group, which shocked the country 16 years ago, and the car accident at the entrance of the Jingjiang Expressway 4 years ago.

Regarding "Tengrong" and "Xiaorong", more and more information that has been hidden has been uncovered by netizens who are bored at night and have great skills.

Those small, unheeded calls for help that were once made on the Internet were rediscovered many years later.

Some construction workers were owed wages and struggled to get wages but were humiliated;

Some workers were held responsible for accidents on site due to inferior materials;

Someone anonymously reported cutting corners and the post was deleted;

Someone died in the pouring cement...

There are piles and piles of them, large and small, too numerous to write down.

The blood and tears of little people who have been ignored can sometimes arouse people's guilt and resonance.

Everyone reviled Xiaorong, denounced Xiaorong Company, and felt pity for Chairman Xiaosheng’s family and all the victims.

To the surprise of everyone present at the banquet, there was no image of Xiao Jingchuan or his lover in any of the circulated photos and videos.

It was as if the dozen or so reporters had not taken any photos of them by coincidence.

How is this possible?

Xiao Jingchuan is the absolute focus regardless of appearance or identity, but there is none. If there is none, there is none.

Will anyone be ignorant enough to delve into this matter?

Of course not, none of those people are stupid.

Chen Mili was eating at home when she saw that Tengrong Construction Company was blocked overnight and an investigation team was stationed. She was shocked.

She clicked in and browsed the specific content carefully, and then read the related reports that kept popping up.

a long time.

She looked up at the back of her father dragging his disabled right leg to the kitchen to fill the soup, with red eyes.

Chen Ming turned around with the bowl in hand and was startled when he saw his daughter looking at him as if she was about to attend a funeral:

"What's wrong? There's still more in the pot! I haven't finished it for you."

He looked at his wife again and said, "Look at your daughter."

Chen Mili raised her hand to wipe her eyes and said with a silent smile:

"You drink, drink, drink, I can drink it all for you, really."

On a snowy night, some people were eating hot meals with their families at home.

Someone was knocked down by the security guard and thrown out of the hotel side door unceremoniously.

Tang Mi cursed at the closed door.

After a while, the door actually opened again. She was happy, and a pair of high heels were thrown out.

"boom."

The side door was closed again.

Tang Mi was so angry that her teeth itched, but she couldn't bear it because it was too cold.

She held her coat tightly with her arms and wrapped it around herself. She stood on tiptoe with her bare feet, which were already numb from the cold, and walked slowly over to put on her wet high heels.

Dressed in sexy clothes, she shivered and stood on the side of the side entrance of an empty luxury hotel, looking around.

Damn that useless Xiao Qiming!