Husband, don't play by the rules

Song Yihe finished speaking.

"If the Song family doesn't recognize you as a descendant, how dare you marry?"

Jiang Ruozhu asked.

"Of course, no one can control me, Song Yihe."

Song Yihe's fortitude and determination when looking at Jiang Ruozhu is obvious to all.

Whether it's true or not, Gu Xiaoxi's heart burst into flames, and he couldn't help reaching out to caress the face that had no warmth when confronted with the other person.

This face belongs to him, even sharp words can't break his ice.

"I'm afraid that the one who eats to the end will eat more calmly and taste more delicious."

For a long time, Xie Wanlan also inserted her mouth, it was like a verbal war against the Confucian scholars.

Song Yihe became a little impatient, and said coldly: "Then just sit and wait for the popularity (Xiang)!"

This sentence is truly choking, and Xie Wanlan hiccups immediately.

Due to the influence of the Xie family, people almost burst into laughter.

With a cold, handsome and handsome face, there was a kind of unbearable anger in the sullen cold gaze.

Song Yihe just now clearly knew that the public was laughing at him.

Jiang Zhilan also hugged his arm with slightly trembling arms. Although he also doubted Jiang Zhilan's feelings, he still pressed her arm. At this moment, he was a little bit depressed in his heart and said with sarcasm, disgust, and coldly: "Gu Xiaoxi should also learn a lesson, one time is not enough, do you want to have a next time?"

Jiang Zhilan changed the president's tone softly and softly, and said like a little daughter-in-law: "Yes! You should also persuade her, it's because we are in love that makes her such an embarrassing situation, I can't bear it."

She really knows how to pretend, this femme-hearted woman has a mouth like a honey belly like a sword, and she pretends like she was on the first day of divorce.

That man is not pretending, he may have a new experience early on,

The worst way to deal with a person is to ignore her, as the old saying goes: don't step on shit when you wear new shoes.

Gu Xiaoxi smiled and stared at Song Yihe with dazed eyes like a world between two people. The face of this stunningly beautiful man who brought disaster to the country and the people made her even more drunk.

"Honey, I'm coming down, I'm too heavy, I'm exhausting you."

Not only did the man not let her go, but he turned around gracefully, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and a faint smile climbed onto his face.

A face that makes people jealous, a voice that makes people jealous, tenderness that makes people jealous.

"I won't get tired of holding you for the rest of my life. I believe my husband is very powerful."

After the words fell, the beautiful figure walked out.

What is left to people is admiration is all kinds of... all kinds of...

Gu Xiaoxi doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, and the wine quality isn't very good either.

That is, just now she shook her body and hugged her loosely, otherwise she really didn't know what would have happened.

She sat in the back row of the car, and Song Yihe didn't say much.

The effect of alcohol and the speed of the car made her feel uncomfortable.

Depression also came up, saying that she didn't want to do this at the party where the old man saw her. She was always so strong that she was ashamed, but when things put her head there, she had to be strong.

With this relaxation, many aspects superimposed together, and her matter came.

She rolled over on the back seat and got under the seat. Fortunately, the interior of the luxury car is so spacious that it can almost be used as a football field.

She rolled over and couldn't get up, and she didn't want to get up.

Song Yihe in the driver's seat looked at her helplessly from the rearview mirror, and just wanted to go back to the hotel quickly.

She herself said loudly there: "Song Yihe, do you know? Life is unfavorable, and it's hard to say. Heroes don't mention the courage of the past!"

"Why is her surname Jiang and Xie better than me? I'll just give in to them."

"Why is Jiang Ruozhu that bastard like Jiang Zhilan's crazy dog, isn't he richer than me?"

"It's too early to be proud of life. Right and wrong have their own way. The emperor takes turns to sit and come to my house next year. I think back then I..."

She hiccupped loudly, sat down in the car and rolled over again.

Song Yihe stared at her in the rearview mirror, so he could only concentrate on driving and listen to her nonsense.

"Songyi...he, do you know? It was a happy time in the United States. Although I was poor, I was good at wherever I went. In school, I got a full scholarship and went to work to earn money. I only studied for two years in five years of college. , people regard me as a prodigy, not a god, but hard work. Xie Lingfeng and Zhang Yangqing are both my fans, who like me...now..."

She stopped talking, and Song Yihe looked worriedly at how she was so quiet in the car.

"Woooooooo..."

She began to cry like a child, and said with a choked voice, "It's... Fate... It's not good. Everything has changed since I entered Feng's house. I... worked hard... and finally I couldn't fight my life."

She stopped talking for a long time, and Song Yihe's heart became more and more tense, and finally he couldn't hold back his voice: "Wife."

"Let's stop acting, I'm so tired, um, um, I'm going to find Zhang Yangqing, as long as he is willing to pay you back 2000 million, I will leave, let him take me far away, to the United States, to the United States farming..."

Song Yihe drove faster and faster, his face became more and more cloudy, as if a torrential rain was about to fall.

Gu Xiaoxi kept saying a name: "Zhang Yangqing, Zhang Yangqing..."

"Calm down, please, we're here."

No man would want to hear a woman praise another man, let alone she kept saying it over and over again.

He got out of the car with a gloomy face, and saw that Gu Xiaoxi hadn't come down yet.

Going to open the car door, I saw Gu Xiaoxi rolled into a bastard in the car.

I couldn't move anymore, and fell asleep soundly drunk.