Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song's father was romantic by nature, and he was even more lustful when he was middle-aged. The several directors who played with him knew it, and they all tacitly maintained the situation that the red flag at home did not fall, and the colorful flags fluttered outside.

A few of them had a lot of fun, and even set up a special group, which is convenient for making appointments at any time.

As for the Kong Feiyun he married back, he knew this kind of woman, and what she wanted was money.

As long as he kept his duty and didn't meddle in his own business, he would naturally pay enough for his living expenses, and he didn't bother to care about it.

After getting into the car, Song Changrui did not start the car immediately, but clicked on the group message.

It was the small group who found out that someone was attacking him, and said in a strange tone:

"Old Song, the back wall has been turned over like this and you didn't find it? Was it stabbed outside? Isn't it embarrassing?"

The one who said this was Mr. Deng, who usually did not deal with him and fought openly and secretly with him.

Song Changrui's face was gloomy, and he clicked into the employee group with hundreds of people according to other people's hints.

However, some new information has been continuously poured out.

"Who is this?"

"Oh my god, who is this, all these photos are posted in the group?"

"The world is going down..."

"Wait, this person, this woman looks familiar."

"Who?"

"It seems to be... well, I'm not sure."

Flicking past one by one, Song Changrui's anxiety and anger became more and more intense, he kept scrolling up, and before he found it, he heard the woman beside him urging.

If it were normal, he would have been itchy and unbearable, but now, he is only full of anxiety and anger and impatience with nowhere to vent.

"Shut up! Or I'll get the hell out of here!" Before turning over, the unknown fire in Song Changrui's chest was surging.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a series of photos.

The scale is huge, and the posture is also very relaxed. The male protagonist in the picture can only see a fit and young back, and only the woman's front face is very clear, which makes people blush and heartbeat.

But when Song Changrui saw the man's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was filled with violence and anger, wishing he could go back and beat this bitch to death immediately!

……

It was already midnight when Song Le heard the news that Kong Feiyun had been kicked out from the good life.

Responding a few times in a daze, Song Le felt it was funny half asleep and half awake, and asked lazily in sleepiness: "Is it just that I was kicked out..."

"Not only that, but he was beaten up, his nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, and he was kicked out together with Song Jiaojiao." Be a good person and truthfully said.

Song Le murmured unconsciously, tried to imagine the scene, then smiled lightly, closed the quilt, and said in a soft and weary voice: "It's so pitiful."

Evil people have their own ways, Song Changrui loses face, Kong Feiyun loses face, everyone is happy.

She has to continue to sleep, and she has to get up early to recite words tomorrow.

"Be good and good night..."

"Hmm... good night." Hearing her soft voice, he couldn't help but feel drowsy. He dropped the game in his hand, threw himself on the big bed in the space, lifted the quilt and got into sleep.

……

Before Kong Feiyun knew what was going on, he was grabbed and beaten severely. He begged for mercy and screamed in embarrassment, but was thrown straight in the face by the mobile phone.

Yiyan trembled and looked at it himself, but his whole body turned cold, and he felt astonished and wronged.

"It's not me! Chang Rui, it's not me, someone deliberately framed..."

Another vicious slap across the face.

"It's not you? You made a fool of yourself and went to my company!" Song Changrui laughed back angrily, and immediately took out the divorce agreement that had been drafted and threw it on her, forcing her to sign it, and then kicked her with the oil bottle out the door.