Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Seeing Meng Yutang stop, Tang Xin seemed to see hope, and continued to shout: You let me go, I will tell you! I will never treat you like that again!

Tangtang, uncle was wrong, uncle deserves to die, but you can't just beat me to death! You will die worse than me!

My sister and brother-in-law will not let you go!

Can you let me go, I'll make everyone in the Shi family treat you well, and won't beat or scold you again! You let me go! Sugar! Meng Yutang! let me go!

I literally tell you everything! All all! Tangtang, let me go...

He cried and cried as hard as he could, hoping to be let go.

No need, since it's a secret, you can continue to keep it. What I want to know will be known sooner or later, so don't bother little uncle.

As she said that, she turned her head and smiled brightly at Tang Xin, and the sound of footsteps sounded, and she walked towards the alley.

Tang Xin listened to the sound of footsteps walking away in despair.

No! No! Meng Yutang! No! You can't! You bitch! Come back! Meng Yutang!!!

He struggled to crawl towards the bright place, and what he shouted was covered by the sound of rain.

The sound of the car starting sounded, and he was dragged by his legs and pulled back to the depths of the alley. The marks he struggled to scratch on the mud were quickly washed away by the rain, and a stream of blood flowed into the sewer next to the street.

Meng Yutang!

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The rain slapped on the car windows, disturbing people's mood one after another.

Someone walked up with an umbrella, opened the car door and sat in. The man sitting in the back seat couldn't help frowning with his moist breath.

President, he was thrown into a mass grave in Baoshan.

Looking at the rain curtain, Zhou Beicheng suddenly became interested.

Who did it?

The person who should have been dealt with by him was taken the first step. It seems that this person has offended many people.

The second young lady of the Shi family, Meng Yutang.

Zhou Beicheng raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile or a mockery.

People are dead.

Shen also shook his head: I still have a breath, I won't last long.

Zhou Beicheng raised his hand and tapped his watch, and said two seconds later: Pull it back, help.

Shen was also a little surprised, but immediately returned to normal.

Yes. After saying that, he opened the car door, opened the umbrella and disappeared into the rain.

The coldness in the car dissipated a bit, Zhou Beicheng watched the rain that was getting bigger and bigger outside the window, and tapped his watch with his fingers intermittently.

After a long time, his deep and thoughtful voice sounded in the car: Meng Yutang.

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Meng Yutang looked at the rain curtain outside the window, frowning all the time, she doesn't like rainy days, this is often her catastrophe, so she simply notified her to go back tomorrow.

Boss, are you going back to Jinyuan?

Meng Yutang nodded: Yes.

Mu Qing glanced at Meng Yutang from the rearview mirror, his brows were still frowning on that tender little face.

He knew that Meng Yutang didn't like rainy days.

With a hint of worry, she wanted to talk about some topics to divert her attention.

Boss, when will you report to the new school?

the day after tomorrow.

Mu Qing smiled, and it seemed that he didn't match his big man and the over-the-shoulder dragon on his body.

She glanced at Meng Yutang again from the rearview mirror, with big eyes and delicate face, when she looked at you, your heart seemed to melt, and sweet pink bubbles appeared all around.

But who would have imagined that such a girl who looks so weak that you are reluctant to touch her would have such strength that they would willingly submit to her.

He didn't expect it when he first met her five years ago, and the day after tomorrow she was going to report for her senior year.