Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks
Chapter 719: Underworld Trading Field (9)
Young Master Ye was very confused when he was drinking, and in a daze, he saw a woman slowly approaching him, and then gently placed him on the sofa. He seemed to have a little impression of what happened afterwards, but he didn't. My impression is that he fell into a very long sleep, which is indeed a good sign for him. After all, he hasn't slept for a long time. Seeing that he sleeps so comfortably, it's okay to buy a few dozen beers next time.
The trade fair is about to start, and everyone is ready to go.
Song Ancheng had already separated from the little demon Quan Zhe and the others before, and he walked to the corner alone to watch the curtain on the stage slowly open. Everyone waited with bated breath. The middle of the ball was filled with tables and chairs. They sat in the middle and watched the people on the stage change.
Song Ancheng drank a glass of red wine, and drank another glass.
He didn't know how many glasses of red wine he drank tonight, but he felt that the alcohol content of this wine was very low, because he was not drunk until now.
He hadn't thought about what it was like, but he always felt that he was tired.It was the first time in these years that I felt so tired. When I came to the underground trading place, I didn't see her, nor did I see anyone I was familiar with.
It turned out that all the people related to me in those years had disappeared.Even the person who had been bullying him has disappeared into the long river of history.
He didn't know what these were for, he only knew that everything in front of him was telling him that he no longer belonged here, he didn't belong anywhere, even the heaven and earth didn't belong to him.
He is a traveler in this world.
It seems that the people who have a relationship with him are gone, and the people who know him seem to be gone. He seems to have no friends now. All the things are backlogged in his chest, knocking him down like a boulder.
Suddenly there was a burst of fragrance, and a woman in a white dress slowly approached him, sitting next to him, holding a glass of juice in her hand, with a slice of lemon floating on the juice.
She smiled faintly at Song Ancheng, put the juice in her hand in front of him, and said, "I see that you drank a lot of glasses of red wine tonight, why don't you drink some juice to stay sober."
Song Ancheng took the juice in her hand and drank it down, saying, "This juice really tastes different from the previous one."
The woman said in a low voice: "The time is different, how can the fruit that is squeezed be the same."
The two of them sat with each other and talked about the process of this glass of juice. He had a tacit understanding. He didn't talk about the changes in the other party in the past few years, and he didn't talk about the things they talked about in the past that had nothing to do with him. When you don't let yourself be sad.
In the end, the red curtain opened, and I took a ride to look at the people behind the curtain. The host standing on the stage was very young. He held a microphone in his hand. Seeing so many gangsters talking below, He had already blushed a little nervously, but he still presided over it calmly.
Song Ancheng looked at it and didn't feel that the corners of his mouth suddenly bent, and said, "I remember that I was like this one day."
The woman smiled faintly: "No, you are better than him."
She said: It was really bad when I saw you hosting for the first time, but in my opinion, you hosted it better than anyone else. "
Because Jun Hui, who was in charge of hosting the underworld trading field at that time, was sick and asked for leave, so I asked him to represent the question, and he couldn't do anything on the stage.
Dozens of eyes from the audience looked at him, and at that moment he felt like a clown, talking happily on the stage, but no one could see the fear and helplessness behind the mask, they only saw you Being ugly in a hurry was like a joke, but she was the only one who watched the whole process seriously.
When they met for the first time, it wasn't actually when she was traded as an item. The first time they met was when Song Ancheng stood on stage and spoke for the first time.
He was only ten years old at that time, and she was only ten years old when she came with her father. She was sitting on the chair below, very close to him.
Whenever he said a place, the little person would start to applaud slowly as she spoke, and then everyone applauded.
When we met again five years later, she was standing among a group of people, with loose hair and white clothes, like a puppet, like the most ordinary person.
The light in her eyes had long since disappeared when she was a child, and she saw him.
At the age of 15, he still doesn't know how to love, but he has already learned what liking is. He walked to her cage, opened her cage and told her how to let her go. Maybe she will find the joy and happiness before. He literally let her go.
But when he was beaten half to death, she came back again, and she told him that she had nowhere, he had no relatives, and no one could protect her.
She asked him if he could take her in. It was a blessing in disguise for him. Of course he agreed, but he was still a little cautious at that time. After all, the house was empty and he could sleep alone. There was only one wooden plank to sleep on in this house, and he left the step board to her, and added a thick quilt to her.
Everyone knows that Song Ancheng is a very rich and rich local turtle, yes, because no one understands him, he is such a rich man in their eyes.
He didn't like to walk around in a mess, and he didn't like to attend any press conferences, and he didn't like to chat with those fat people about beautiful women and people under their feet.
He likes to go to the beach by himself to see the endless blue sea and the ocean is all in his heart, but it is imprinted in his heart.He remembered the first time she had told it she wanted to go to the beach.
How long has he saved the money, which is enough for him to use for two months, but he spared no effort to find some money and give it to her, just to let her fulfill her wish.
You can go to the beach to have a look, he really loves her, in the end he was actually hurt, and he is still talking for her, in his heart, the woman in front of him is not a devil, but an angel, so he told him to love her back then. Looking at him with a smile, the first applause, he knew that he would never, ever let her go.
She is the angel in his heart, illuminating his life when he was most helpless and without light, but in the end, the angel fell and could no longer illuminate him.
He knew that all his hopes were just waiting to forget her. He was very sad. He had tried to commit suicide, but he knew that he couldn't still care about him even if he fell because of the angel.Now it seems that everything is really the same as he thinks.
The trade fair is about to start, and everyone is ready to go.
Song Ancheng had already separated from the little demon Quan Zhe and the others before, and he walked to the corner alone to watch the curtain on the stage slowly open. Everyone waited with bated breath. The middle of the ball was filled with tables and chairs. They sat in the middle and watched the people on the stage change.
Song Ancheng drank a glass of red wine, and drank another glass.
He didn't know how many glasses of red wine he drank tonight, but he felt that the alcohol content of this wine was very low, because he was not drunk until now.
He hadn't thought about what it was like, but he always felt that he was tired.It was the first time in these years that I felt so tired. When I came to the underground trading place, I didn't see her, nor did I see anyone I was familiar with.
It turned out that all the people related to me in those years had disappeared.Even the person who had been bullying him has disappeared into the long river of history.
He didn't know what these were for, he only knew that everything in front of him was telling him that he no longer belonged here, he didn't belong anywhere, even the heaven and earth didn't belong to him.
He is a traveler in this world.
It seems that the people who have a relationship with him are gone, and the people who know him seem to be gone. He seems to have no friends now. All the things are backlogged in his chest, knocking him down like a boulder.
Suddenly there was a burst of fragrance, and a woman in a white dress slowly approached him, sitting next to him, holding a glass of juice in her hand, with a slice of lemon floating on the juice.
She smiled faintly at Song Ancheng, put the juice in her hand in front of him, and said, "I see that you drank a lot of glasses of red wine tonight, why don't you drink some juice to stay sober."
Song Ancheng took the juice in her hand and drank it down, saying, "This juice really tastes different from the previous one."
The woman said in a low voice: "The time is different, how can the fruit that is squeezed be the same."
The two of them sat with each other and talked about the process of this glass of juice. He had a tacit understanding. He didn't talk about the changes in the other party in the past few years, and he didn't talk about the things they talked about in the past that had nothing to do with him. When you don't let yourself be sad.
In the end, the red curtain opened, and I took a ride to look at the people behind the curtain. The host standing on the stage was very young. He held a microphone in his hand. Seeing so many gangsters talking below, He had already blushed a little nervously, but he still presided over it calmly.
Song Ancheng looked at it and didn't feel that the corners of his mouth suddenly bent, and said, "I remember that I was like this one day."
The woman smiled faintly: "No, you are better than him."
She said: It was really bad when I saw you hosting for the first time, but in my opinion, you hosted it better than anyone else. "
Because Jun Hui, who was in charge of hosting the underworld trading field at that time, was sick and asked for leave, so I asked him to represent the question, and he couldn't do anything on the stage.
Dozens of eyes from the audience looked at him, and at that moment he felt like a clown, talking happily on the stage, but no one could see the fear and helplessness behind the mask, they only saw you Being ugly in a hurry was like a joke, but she was the only one who watched the whole process seriously.
When they met for the first time, it wasn't actually when she was traded as an item. The first time they met was when Song Ancheng stood on stage and spoke for the first time.
He was only ten years old at that time, and she was only ten years old when she came with her father. She was sitting on the chair below, very close to him.
Whenever he said a place, the little person would start to applaud slowly as she spoke, and then everyone applauded.
When we met again five years later, she was standing among a group of people, with loose hair and white clothes, like a puppet, like the most ordinary person.
The light in her eyes had long since disappeared when she was a child, and she saw him.
At the age of 15, he still doesn't know how to love, but he has already learned what liking is. He walked to her cage, opened her cage and told her how to let her go. Maybe she will find the joy and happiness before. He literally let her go.
But when he was beaten half to death, she came back again, and she told him that she had nowhere, he had no relatives, and no one could protect her.
She asked him if he could take her in. It was a blessing in disguise for him. Of course he agreed, but he was still a little cautious at that time. After all, the house was empty and he could sleep alone. There was only one wooden plank to sleep on in this house, and he left the step board to her, and added a thick quilt to her.
Everyone knows that Song Ancheng is a very rich and rich local turtle, yes, because no one understands him, he is such a rich man in their eyes.
He didn't like to walk around in a mess, and he didn't like to attend any press conferences, and he didn't like to chat with those fat people about beautiful women and people under their feet.
He likes to go to the beach by himself to see the endless blue sea and the ocean is all in his heart, but it is imprinted in his heart.He remembered the first time she had told it she wanted to go to the beach.
How long has he saved the money, which is enough for him to use for two months, but he spared no effort to find some money and give it to her, just to let her fulfill her wish.
You can go to the beach to have a look, he really loves her, in the end he was actually hurt, and he is still talking for her, in his heart, the woman in front of him is not a devil, but an angel, so he told him to love her back then. Looking at him with a smile, the first applause, he knew that he would never, ever let her go.
She is the angel in his heart, illuminating his life when he was most helpless and without light, but in the end, the angel fell and could no longer illuminate him.
He knew that all his hopes were just waiting to forget her. He was very sad. He had tried to commit suicide, but he knew that he couldn't still care about him even if he fell because of the angel.Now it seems that everything is really the same as he thinks.
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