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Sheng Tingchen treated the fifty-six-degree spirit as boiled water, and poured half of the bottle of wine into his stomach in less than ten minutes.

The anger in his body was still burning violently. After drinking several glasses of wine, he failed to extinguish the anger. Instead, the fire became stronger and stronger.

The scene of Sheng Yanyi and Song Xixi kissing passionately kept playing back and forth in Sheng Tingchen's head.

His fiancée had long been hooked up with his third uncle, and it was very likely that he would have cuckolded him before they even broke the engagement.

He had never even touched that woman, but was snatched away by his third uncle.

The most hateful thing is that Sheng Yanyi is an elder who is just a snatching him, and the woman he snatched him was so righteous.

It's simply too much to deceive others!

Sheng Tingchen was confused and remembered Song Xi's eyes that hated him very much.

He could see clearly that Song Xixi really didn't love him, and he even saw disgust in her eyes.

I originally wanted to drink to relieve my sorrows, but I knew that the more I drank, the more I felt sad.

The good friend He Chengzhi, who was sitting next to him, could no longer see him and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

"Sheng Tingchen, you're just crazy!"

Sheng Tingchen's eyes were bloody red, as if he was an enemy staring at He Chengzhi, "Give me the wine!"

"No!" He Chengzhi refused firmly, "Are you planning to kill yourself? What a big deal, isn't you just a woman?"

"Sheng Tingchen, you have that little prospect?!"

Sheng Tingchen looked at He Chengzhi with a cold eyebrows, his eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

"Speaking of this, you blame yourself for doing this. That woman is your fiancée. You have to be a gentleman who doesn't touch others. Now she is attracted by your third uncle and snatched away, so you are seeking death."

"I said, buddy, you are just here to be affectionate now, who do you want to pretend to show it?" He Chengzhi shook his head and said with emotion: "In fact, it is not unreasonable for women to always call us men accusing us of being inferior. What you can't get is like a piece of clogs, and what you can't get is always scratching your liver and lungs."

Sheng Tingchen and He Chengzhi are the most close friends, and they know everything about him and Song Xixi.

In the past, He Chengzhi made fun of Sheng Tingchen for not wanting to let his fairy-like fiancée go out and he had to play tricks on the outside.

What did Sheng Tingchen say in the first place--

Beautiful means beautiful, without any soul.

Living with a piece of wood for a lifetime, what fun is there in this life?

Now, his eldest son seems to be very interested in this wooden beauty.

If he hadn't seen Sheng Tingchen's face with a bitter and grudge, he would have wanted to ask him, would it hurt if he was slapped in the face?

Sheng Tingchen was so angry that he wanted to smash things, and gritted his teeth and cursed: "Get out!"

He came here for comfort, not because he was stabbed by someone.

He Chengzhi was not angry when he was pointed at the nose and shouted to get out. This is the bad temper of the eldest young master Sheng Tingchen.

He waved to a woman dressed in super sexy clothes, "Young Master Sheng is a little angry today. Please serve him well and vent his anger for him."

The woman reached out to put her hand on Sheng Tingchen's neck, her eyes were charming and her voice was coquettish, "Drinking alcohol hurts your body! Master Sheng, if you have any worries, it's better to tell Annie. Maybe Annie can solve your problems."

The strong perfume smell came to his nose, and Sheng Tingchen frowned, and he couldn't help but think of Song Xixi's sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms.

Sheng Tingchen raised his head slightly. This woman named Annie was wearing heavy makeup and beauty was made of makeup.

I don’t know if it was because I drank too much, but my brain was completely out of control. Sheng Tingchen frequently remembered Song Xixi.

Thinking of Song Xixi's face without makeup and beauty, and looking at Annie's face with heavy makeup, Sheng Tingchen remembered a word.

Vulgar powder.

Sheng Tingchen pushed Annie away with disgust, "Who do you want to choke to death with such a strong perfume smell?"

He Chengzhi knew that this young man was really unhappy today, so he had to wave his hand to Annie, "Go down."

Annie stomped her feet and reluctantly left with a graceful figure.

"Today is not the fifteenth day of the lunar month, why are you still quitting sex?" He Chengzhi stared at Annie's back as she left, a little distracted. "By the way, Annie's style has front and back, isn't it your favorite, sweet and gentle one?"

Sheng Tingchen calmly opened his black face, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and pretended to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Go home to sleep."

Sheng Tingchen drank too much, got drunk and shook his head when he walked. The light in the bar was already dim, and Sheng Tingchen was drunk and didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet, so he suddenly stepped on the air.

There was no object beside him that could hold him firmly. Just when Sheng Tingchen thought he would fall down, someone suddenly reached out to help him.

By the time he realized it, he had fallen into a warm embrace.

Sheng Tingchen raised his eyes and a face like a lotus of water hit his eyes.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Sheng Tingchen looked at her in a daze. The face in front of him actually overlapped with Song Xixi's face. He stretched out his slightly trembling right hand to stroke her face, and his eyes were so excited that they were red, "Xi Xi..."

The woman grabbed Sheng Tingchen's hand and smiled slightly, "Sir, you're drunk."

Sheng Tingchen reached out to her slender waist, pulled it hard into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss the woman's lips.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and his slightly vague voice was in his ear, "You are mine, you can only be mine..."

In the next half month, Ge Mingshu was still in a coma and no so-called miracle happened. The driver of the accident seemed to have evaporated from the world. The police were investigating with all their might, and Sheng Yanyi's men were about to turn over the entire Sichuan city, but the man still couldn't find the person.

The winter vacation has arrived, and Song Xixi doesn't have to go back to school to attend classes, but she doesn't have time to be idle either.

Zhou Yurou invested heavily to establish a scientific research team. She spent a lot of effort to dig out several scientific research backbones from a large company. Song Xixi followed the scientific research team to learn cutting-edge skin care technology and production technology.

Song Xixi has many secret recipes for the palace skin care on hand, such as Qizi Bai, Yufeng Prescription, Yellow-removing Paste, etc. Those secret recipes are the efforts of countless predecessors after countless attempts and improvements. The skin care effect is amazing.

However, ancient technology was backward and the craftsmanship was very complicated. Song Xixi and Zhou Yurou had discussed it early in the morning to use cutting-edge technology to perform modern acting skills, revitalizing the effects of thousands of years of ancient prescriptions.

Zhou Yurou said that she did not have three heads and six arms, so she closed down the small company she had joined and devoted all her energy to the new company.

She and Song Xixi discussed and gave a new company, oh no, it should be said that their new brand is named - Yue Ji.

The so-called pleasing oneself does not mean that women are tolerating oneself.

Instead, it means to please yourself.

In fact, the name of this Wenhuai was proposed by Song Xixi.

Song Xixi believes that only by knowing how to love yourself can you love others better.

It was already past eleven o'clock at night after leaving the research room.

Song Xixi wielded her seat belt while joking her seat belt: "I won't come tomorrow, I have to go to the crew for an audition."
Chapter completed!