Reborn in 80s, throw away the scumbag and hug the rough husband tightly

"Dad, if you have anything to do, go back first. Don't worry, I will definitely send Brother Hengchuan home safely!"

"What can I do as a woman? Can I still rape him?"

"Didn't I stay at home and study for such a long time? Why are you worried? I still want to get into a good university! What kind of men are there in the university?"

Xing Junkang couldn't resist his daughter. He did have an urgent matter at the moment, so he had no choice but to say: "Give him some tea to sober up. If it doesn't work, just ask our factory king to send him back. You, a girl, drag this man all over the street." What do you mean by shopping?"

Xing Fangfang acted obediently and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, please be careful on the road!"

After finally sending her father away, Xing Fangfang slowly exhaled and smiled.

Of course Xing Junkang couldn't be that coincidental. If something urgent happened at this time, it was of course arranged by Xing Fangfang.

After all, what else could she do if she wasn't afraid of her father running away?

After drinking a few glasses of bad wine, Jin Hengchuan was already very drunk. He was lying on the table with his eyes closed. Xing Fangfang pushed him a few times, but he didn't move. He didn't react no matter how he was touched.

Xing Fangfang felt happy, leaned into Jin Hengchuan's ear, and whispered: "Brother Hengchuan, brother Hengchuan? I'll take you back to rest."

At the wine table, after the man was drunk, a layer of light red appeared on his handsome cheeks. His gently closed eyes softened his cold features, and even his lips were gleaming.

In fact, Xing Fangfang no longer likes Jin Hengchuan that much. She is just angry that this man never sees her in his eyes.

Why? Why should he? How am I worse than that Song Wei?

The more they love each other, the more jealous she becomes, and the more they get along, the more she insists on destroying them!

Xing Fangfang's plan was very simple. She was going to send Jin Hengchuan to a small hotel, and then expose the matter the next day, call a few more people to watch, accuse him of being a drunken hooligan, and let him spend a few years in jail.

But after this incident, my reputation may really be ruined, so what? You are young and beautiful, and your father is the director of a factory. Are you still worried about not being able to get married?

But now, Xing Fangfang suddenly changed her mind.

Looking at Jin Hengchuan's peaceful sleeping face, she started to like this man again. He is really good-looking. There are so many men in the factory, who can compare to him?

Anyway, things have come to this point, why not go with the flow, sleep with him once, and then force him to divorce that Song Wei and marry herself. If he doesn't agree, it won't be too late to send him to jail.

Xing Fangfang made up her mind and pushed Jin Hengchuan again: "Brother Hengchuan? Let's go."

Jin Hengchuan seemed to be awake, but he didn't seem to be awake. He only felt that there was a lot of noise in his ears.

He was obviously sleepy and dizzy, but he forced himself to wake up.

This is where? Why am I here? By the way, I was having dinner with Director Xing, and I promised Weiwei not to drink too much and to go back early...

He stood up unsteadily. Xing Fangfang hurried over to help him, but was pushed away by Jin Hengchuan.

He stumbled out, exiting the hotel door and onto the street.

Xing Fangfang secretly suppressed her anger, hurriedly followed, hugged Jin Hengchuan from behind, and whispered: "Hengchuan, I'm here to take you home."

"It's so late, why aren't you back yet?"

Holding his soft body, Jin Hengchuan felt as if he was falling into clouds.

The night breeze is cool, and the drunkenness surges...

"Weiwei...Weiwei?" Jin Hengchuan murmured, vaguely: "I'm sorry...I...bankbook...I didn't mean to hide it from you..."

Xing Fangfang was confused, what kind of bankbook? What is he hiding? No matter what, it's better to send people to the hotel first.

She imitated Song Wei's tone and coaxed him softly: "How can I blame you? Okay, come home with me first, okay?"

As expected, Jin Hengchuan followed her obediently.

"Be careful, there are steps here."

"We're home, lie down quickly, let me help you take off your clothes, so as not to vomit all over..."

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Song Wei rushed to the door of the hotel Sun Rui mentioned.

She told herself over and over again that no matter what she saw later, she should not panic. If nothing happened, it would be best to just give it a false alarm. Once something happened... no matter what, she would share the responsibility with him!

But I still felt like I had been trampled repeatedly by ten thousand crazy horses. I felt panicked and my hands began to shake.

She was still afraid that she would see an unbearable scene, and she didn't even know if she really had the courage to face it.

During the repeated torture, she raised her voice and asked: "Hello, did a man and a woman come in just now? The man is very tall and must be a little drunk."

The hotel owner was lying on the bed with his legs propped up, holding a novel called "Purple Meat Plate" in his hand and reading it with gusto. Through a glass, Song Wei's anxious face was reflected in the window.

He waved his hand, unwilling to answer at all.

Sun Rui reacted quickly and took out a handful of coins and handed them through the small window. The boss reluctantly put down the book, counted the coins with his saliva, and said lazily: "A couple came in just now. The man drank a lot, and the woman was helped in. Why are you asking?"

Sun Rui said: "Don't worry, is it upstairs? Which room?"

The boss shook his head: "Then I can't say, if everyone is like you, will I still be able to do business?"

"If you don't tell me, I will make it impossible for you to do it now. I will report it to the police station later. That woman is a prostitute. You can do whatever you want!"

The boss chuckled: "Go ahead and report it, and I'll see what you can do!"

Sun Rui was so angry that she stamped her feet.

When Song Wei saw this, she didn't ask any questions. She turned around and ran straight up. There were only a few rooms in such a small hotel. She knocked on the door in each room.

The boss was really anxious this time and hurried out to stop him, but Sun Rui blocked the door and refused to let him out.

Two rooms were empty, but a pair of wild mandarin ducks lived in one. After she cursed through the door, Song Wei knew it was wrong, so she went to knock on the innermost room. Through the door, she heard the crying inside. .

There was a very slight cry, and there was also the faint sound of a man talking.

Song Wei felt a bang in her head. She pushed twice and saw that the door could not be opened. She took two steps back and kicked the door open!

The room was very small, with only one bed and one clothes rack. Xing Fangfang was sitting on the floor crying, her clothes were messy, and her permed hair was even messier. Jin Hengchuan was lying on the bed, also disheveled, and was falling asleep.

Song Wei could hardly stand, and her whole body felt chilly.

Could it be... is it too late?

Has the worst-case scenario already happened?

Now how to do? what do I do? What should Hengchuan do?

Song Wei's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and her mood was extremely complicated.

She glared at Xing Fangfang: "What did you do?"

She pressed: "What on earth do you want to do!"

Xing Fangfang was crying when Song Wei suddenly broke in and startled her. She immediately reacted and glanced at Jin Hengchuan on the bed, her eyes curled up: "What did I do? Shouldn't you ask? What did the man do?"