As I finished speaking, I was planning my counterattack in my mind. I didn't notice that Fu Yanshen had been staring at me silently. When I came back to my senses, I saw that his dark eyes seemed to be filled with guilt.

"In the final analysis, I was the one who provoked her." His eyes darkened, and he burst out with ruthlessness, "Last time I deliberately caused her asthma to attack, and she almost died, but was saved by her adoptive father in time. She has already died once. …It still won’t stop.”

After that, he took steps towards the door.

"Fu Yanshen, if a person like this kills her, it will be an advantage for her, and a life will be taken away from her, so why bother?" I looked at his back and raised my voice to stop him.

His back paused.

"Take all these things from Tokika. I'll keep this photo for use."

He turned back and packed his suitcase.

I remembered something and went to the bedroom. When I came back, Fu Yanshen had already packed up and washed his hands from the bathroom.

When I arrived in front of him, I handed him a check and said, "The termination fee of 50 million yuan has not been paid back to you because of the lack of liquidity."

His expression froze, his eyebrows gradually tightened, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the check in my hand.

The nostrils are dilated and the breath is rough, as if he is angry.

After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Do we have to be so clear-cut between us?"

The man's black eyes locked on mine, and the whites of his eyes gradually became red and bloodshot.

I didn't reply to him. I stuffed the check into the breast pocket of his suit and said, "It's getting late. Mr. Fu, please come back."

Leaving him behind, I turned and walked towards the bedroom, "Please close the door for me when you leave."

The moment he closed the door, Fu Yanshen squeezed in!

The man pressed me between the door panel and his chest, the familiar masculine scent enveloped me, and his rough fingers pinched my chin,

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, are we on the right track?"

His voice seemed to be forced out between his teeth.

I was stopped by him and before I could react, the man's handsome face suddenly lowered his face and opened his mouth to kiss me.

Passionate and violent kiss, conquering the city, the kiss left me breathless.

The iron arm clasped my waist firmly, and the other hand held the back of my head to prevent me from escaping. When I was unable to struggle, his hand moved down to my back and repeatedly pushed me into his arms. Press.

My softness pressed against his firm and hard chest, causing sparks of friction due to crushing and friction. It was unbearably hot and my calves were getting weaker and weaker.

"Fu..." As soon as I had a chance to breathe, I spoke, and he kissed me again, rubbing and caressing me through the silk nightgown with his palms.

My body moved with his footsteps, and I fell into the bed, and he let go of me.

I was panting, my messy chest rising and falling sharply.

In front of me were his turbulent deep eyes, the tip of his nose gently touching mine, "You slept with me once before, and we haven't figured it out yet."

The man's voice was rough and magnetic.

Does he want to ask for it back?

My cheeks burned, and I swallowed subconsciously against my dry throat.

At this time, he straightened up and straightened the wrinkles on his suit, "I accepted the check. That time... you continue to owe me."

I:"……"

Grabbing the pillow, I was going to throw it at him.

"What? Do you want to return it tonight?" He came towards me, pretending to untie the tie.

I was even more speechless, pointed in the direction of the door, and asked him to get out.

He finally "got out".

I was lying on the bed, with the smell of male hormones still lingering in my nose, and all kinds of ambiguous and charming pictures in my mind...

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

After not pestering me for three months, I thought he had given up on me, but...

dog man.

I washed my face and turned on my cell phone, which had been turned off for a long time.

After the public opinion started to ferment, reporters and Internet celebrities from all walks of life have been calling me.

On the Internet, I became the target of public criticism.

Originally, I was considered a half-person in the entertainment industry, with my own traffic and topics. Now, negative public opinions about me have been trending on major social platforms.

In the eyes of netizens, I am a heinous evil woman who killed her biological sister, refused to recognize her biological mother, and coveted glory and wealth!

In the era of self-media, once public opinion fermented, everyone flocked to it, especially those anchors who relied on traffic, and they all took the lead, guiding netizens to scold me, sympathize with poor Zhou Sumei, and want to help her get justice.

[Sheng Qiaoqiao is very wealthy now, so she will definitely refuse to admit it. She said she wants to do a paternity test, and money can make all the difference, so she will definitely forge the test report]

In the hot comments, netizens actually "preset" that I would make false reports.

In this way, even if it is determined that Zhou Sumei and I are not mother and daughter, they will still suspect that I have done something wrong.

Although it is already late at night, Zhou Sumei is still live broadcasting online. There are more than 10 viewers in her live broadcast room. There are also lawyers and enthusiastic netizens who are connected to her.

What shocked me was that Shi Jin actually joined the live broadcast room connection.

Where did she get the confidence?

However, for a person who can have an affair with his adoptive father and push his adoptive mother off a cliff, what else can't he do?

She must not have expected that I would have the courage to be so unscrupulous because I have photos of her when she was a child.

Shi Jin: "Aunt Zhou, your situation is so pitiful. I have donated 10 yuan to your account to help you find a lawyer and seek justice."

[An angel with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart! 】

【Oh my god! Aunt Zhou met a soft-hearted god]

Zhou Sumei: "Miss Shi, thank you for being so kind as to take me to that dinner party today. If that dead girl refuses to acknowledge me, I will die with her! She is so cruel. She deliberately threw her sister at the beach and ran away!"

Shi Jin: "Auntie, you must calm down! Although there is nothing you can do about her, if you do DNA, she has the final say. But netizens will help you!"

【right! We will help you! 】

[Isn’t Sheng Qiaoqiao the boss of Qinghe? Artists boycotting her company! 】

【right! If those artists don't speak out, they are accomplices! 】

This Shi Jin didn't recognize his biological mother and dumped her on me, and now he openly leads public opinion and bullies me online.

She was afraid that if I took a paternity test and the truth would come out, she insisted that I would make a false report!

I got up, walked to the closet, took out a suit jacket and put it on.

Then, I set up my mobile phone and applied for a connection.

Zhou Sumei agreed directly.

When my face appeared on the screen, netizens were shocked. After the screen went blank for a few seconds, they started typing on the keyboard to attack me.

They all scolded me for my facial expression.

I ignored them and took out the photo.

"Aunt Zhou, may I ask, do you know the little girl in this photo?"

I pointed my finger at Shi Jin when he was a child.

I saw her in the live broadcast room with a frozen expression.

"This, this, is you when you were a child! I knew you even when you turned into ashes!" Zhou Sumei was emotional and pointed at the camera.

"The little girl in this photo is not me. Look, the background wall says Renxin Orphanage. I have never stayed in this orphanage."

This photo was taken by Shi Xia and Shi Jin at the entrance of the orphanage. There happened to be a sign standing next to the gate, which entered the picture.

I turned the photo over and said, "Aunt Zhou, I am not your daughter. Look, this little girl's name is Shi Jin."

On the back of the photo, there are words such as "Photograph of Shi Xia and Shi Jin" written, as well as the date 21 years ago.

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