Grab a woman gl with the president

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Chang Yuan looked at her with a smile on her face, not telling the truth.Even if it was the first time we met, she could see through that she was playing tricks, but she was confused by her appearance and couldn't help but make excuses for her.

Cheng Xionglin was drinking with wine in his hand, and wandered around the wine pool with Chang Yuan. The bar was full of Cheng Xionglin's company's subordinates, and they all laughed when they saw their president was so drunk that he couldn't stand still.

Chang Yuan reached out to take down her wine glass, but Cheng Xionglin grabbed it tightly and shook his head at her: "You can't drink it, once you drink it, it will break, and once you break it, you will forget me..."

He was aggrieved while talking.

Chang Yuan could only give up grabbing the cup, but stared at her and forbade her to continue drinking. There were too many half-baked people, she was too embarrassed to propose, so she had to go home and talk about it.

She didn't want to propose to a drunkard.

Song Hui sat on the bar counter with a cold face, and didn't take a sip of the wine in front of him. He remembered that he was invited, but now the two of them just left him and went to play?

Cui Yamu came over, leaned against the bar, and raised his glass to him: "Have a drink?"

Song Hui directly refused: "I will drive."

Cui Yamu didn't force him either, and sat beside him: "What is Song Zongtu?"

"What?" Hearing the nonsensical question, Song Hui frowned and looked up at Cui Yamu.

Cui Yamu liked this condescending perspective very much, and a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Song has spent all his wealth to protect Assistant Chang, and he has tried his best to praise Cheng Xionglin as today's achievement. What is he trying to do?"

"No comment." Song Hui lowered his head, looked at the wine in front of him, his gaze condensed.

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me," Cui Yamu shrugged, his tone was full of regret, and there was a hint of sarcasm, "I've been thinking these days, I changed from being a boss to working for Cheng Xionglin , you changed from being the president to working for the country, what is the reason behind this? Love? Family affection? It’s really touching!"

Song Hui stood up and wanted to leave, but Cui Yamu just hated himself and didn't want to say more.

When Song Hui stood up, he was a little taller than Cui Yamu, which made Cui Yamu feel a little bit uneasy, and followed him relentlessly. He wanted to seek justice with Song Hui after he had struggled for so long, so if he didn't make it clear today, he wouldn't want to leave.

Song Hui quickened his pace, followed by someone with malicious intentions, which annoyed him. While walking outside, he sent a text message to Chang Yuancheng Xiong Lin, saying that he had met a lunatic and left first.

Cui Yamu followed behind him, but he was a frail scholar after all. If he wanted to compare his speed with Song Hui, he couldn't match him. He watched Song Hui open the car door and start on the road.

He could only kick the street lamp on the side of the road angrily.

It will not be easy to see Song Hui again next time.

Cui Yamu looked angrily at Song Hui going on the road, but suddenly, the rear of Song Hui's car started to flash its lights, and it was driving very fast, which became more and more strange, so Cui Yamu drove his car and followed, but Song Hui's car accelerated like crazy.

The bar street is very busy at night, there are many people, the passers-by screamed constantly in fright, but Song Hui didn't stop the car, instead he watched the small road drive.

Cui Yamu called Chang Yuan, and his subordinates controlled the car so as not to hit anyone. His temper was a little irritable, and he shouted loudly at the phone: "Assistant Chang, Song Hui seems to have an accident, come here quickly."

The bar was noisy, but Cui Yamu's voice was so loud that even Cheng Xionglin could hear it. The two hurried out of the bar and raced along the location given by Cui Yamu.

Cui Yamu didn't say clearly what happened to Song Hui, so he could only rush there with all his strength.

Cui Yamu followed Song Hui's car, and there were fewer and fewer people on the road. Where is Song Hui going? Could it be that the brakes failed.

Song Hui could only smile wryly in silence. It would be fine if the brakes failed. At worst, he hit the railing on the side of the road, and there was still a chance of life. Now the steering wheel can't be used, and the doors and windows can't be opened. I will retaliate, so I replaced the car windows with bulletproof ones, and now I can't do it even if I want to break the windows, sad.

If you keep going forward like this, who knows what will hit you in front of you?

This is completely the rhythm of wanting him to die.

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The old driver, Chang Yuan, quickly followed Cui Yamu. Cui Yamu opened the window, his hair was messed up, but he couldn't care less, and anxiously reported the situation to the two of them.

There seems to be something wrong with Song Hui's car, and now it is out of control. It is the one in front with the taillights flashing.

Chang Yuan's complexion changed drastically. If it was just a simple problem, it would be fine, but if someone deliberately tampered with it, it would not be so simple.

Chang Yuan pursed her lips, and accelerated suddenly, Cheng Xionglin leaned back, quickly grabbed the handle of the car roof, and took a sideways glance at Chang Yuan.

Crazy, I should.

Cheng Xionglin shook his head, not letting himself think too much, and looked seriously at the car with taillights flashing in front of him.

Seeing that Song Hui's car was going straight, Chang Yuan wanted to take a detour to stop the car in front of Song Hui, but when she remembered the road conditions nearby, Chang Yuan discovered that not far in front of Song Hui was the newly launched bridge The repair project is already dead ahead.

Chang Yuan controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and leaned over to unfasten Cheng Xionglin's seat belt. Cheng Xionglin was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he didn't speak or move, and looked at Chang Yuan suspiciously.

Chang Yuan slowed down the car and stared deeply at Cheng Xionglin.

"Chang Yuan, look at the road, don't look at me." Cheng Xionglin didn't know why Chang Yuan suddenly looked at her like this, which made her feel trembling.

"Hold your head!" Chang Yuan said suddenly, opened the car door next to Cheng Xionglin, and pushed Cheng Xionglin down hard.

When Chang Yuan called out, Cheng Xionglin hugged his head subconsciously, and when he rolled to the ground, Cheng Xionglin's elbows were worn out, and his whole body seemed to be bruised.

Cheng Xionglin got up from the ground in horror, saw that Chang Yuan suddenly accelerated her speed, and rushed towards Song Hui without hesitation. She endured the pain all over her body, got up from the ground, gritted her teeth and ran, she I didn't want to cry, but the tears kept streaming down my face.

Cui Yamu followed, driving with headlights, he saw Cheng Xionglin stumbling and running on the side of the road at a glance, so he had to stop the car and help him into the car.

Cheng Xionglin was trembling for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence: "Quick... hurry... chase... catch up."

Cui Yamu looked at the bruises on Cheng Xionglin's body, but didn't say anything. Chang Yuan was able to push Cheng Xionglin out of the car. Song Hui might be in a lot of trouble. What he can do now is to grit his teeth and follow. There is no need to say anything else.

Chang Yuan stepped up the accelerator and spent a lot of effort to catch up with Song Hui. Seeing Song Hui leisurely sitting on the driver's seat with his head on his pillow, he almost vomited blood. He opened the car window and yelled at him: "Get out of the way, hug me!" head."

After speaking, the whole car hit Song Hui's car.

Song Hui was slammed into the car door by the huge earthquake, and his head hit the window glass heavily, buzzing, probably from a concussion. He looked up to see who hit him, and saw Chang Yuan in the dazed night. Anxious face.

Sure enough, it was Chang Yuan who saved him, but this time it was not so easy.

Song Hui waved his hand at Chang Yuan, wanting to tell her not to waste time, according to the vicious tricks of the Chang family, there should be explosives in the car, if Chang Yuan hits again, he won't even be able to save the whole body.

He didn't ask too much, just save the whole body.

Seeing Song Hui's appearance of giving up, Chang Yuan forced herself to calm down, and if Song Hui could give up, it meant that there was something in the car and it could not be hit again.

But there is a bridge ahead, even if you don't hit anything, you will fall into the river.

Ma Dan, this bridge was only funded after the country got Fenghua's windfall, what kind of crime did Song Hui do.

Song Hui supported his dizzy head, looked sideways at Chang Yuan, looked at her face, her eyebrows, and her eyes.

love?

Family?

Song Hui doesn't know either, maybe it's just a habit, shouldn't two people who depend on each other stay together forever? But why doesn't Chang Yuan love him?

Chang Yuan gritted her teeth, and drove the car a little closer to Song Hui, keeping the speed of the two cars at the same speed, opened the door and jumped onto the hood of Song Hui's car, grabbed the windshield wiper on the window, kept her balance, and violently The strong wind blows Chang Yuan's hair flying.