cynical attack

Seeing Qiao Sheng's old face with all the vicissitudes, Xue Tong couldn't bear to refuse, but he didn't want to give up when he thought of the good time he had with Qiao Lei.

"I won't treat you badly. After you leave, I will give you a sum of money that you can't spend in your life."

Any relationship that touches money will turn sour, whether it is love, friendship or even family affection.The banknotes with Mao Zedong's face on them are always the most terrible weapon.

Qiao Sheng still had the treacherous appearance of wandering around the mall, the wrinkles that had been cut by the years were instantly filled with the smell of money, and he looked even more sinister, not the slightest difference from his face a few months ago.

"I don't need money."

Xue Tong replied coldly, the eyes that were full of pity just now are now filled with disdain.

"Take it as your breakup fee."

Xue Tong did not refuse, which gave Qiao Sheng the illusion that "he will leave Qiao Lei".So much so that when he spoke, he was not as polite as before, and had more arrogance of a commercial overlord.

With that said, Qiao Sheng took out a stack of blank banknotes from his pocket, took the signature pen on the table, and drew one zero after another on the blank horizontal lines.

"I won't leave Qiao Lei, but I will persuade him to come back to take over your company and provide for your retirement."

Those circles are like bullets fired from a pistol, and anyone can be dizzy by the bullets.But Xue Tong just looked coldly at the pen tip in Qiao Sheng's hand that was repeatedly swiping.

Qiao Sheng, who had a happy face just now, froze when he heard these words, and the finger holding the pen was crushed white, and even began to shake like a man with epilepsy.

"Don't toast and don't eat fine wine..."

Qiao Sheng spoke in a low voice, although the voice was not very loud, and the tone was not so harsh, but it always made people feel uncomfortable, every pore was impacted by the gloomy cold air, arousing goosebumps one by one pimple.

"I think I've already eaten your toast by getting Qiao Lei back."

"Snapped!"

Qiao Sheng grabbed the cup of boiling hot tea and threw it to the corner of the wall. The green tea leaves were like ballet dancers, dancing to difficult dance pieces in the air.

"If you throw a cup again, you can't change your action."

Looking at the splashing water and the smashed blue and white porcelain teacup, Xue Tong said contemptuously.

The strong tea fragrance permeates every corner of the room instantly, even the ornamental flowers that have been contaminated with the smell of smoke for many times, the unpleasant smell of the body is faded by the fragrance of tea.

In the past few months, although Qiao Sheng has experienced countless things, and the stimulation in his heart is no less than a few heart bypass operations, his temper is still fiery, like a firecracker, and it will explode at any point.

"I have swallowed enough to beg you, but you still refuse to let go!"

Qiao Sheng held on to the handle of the seat, and tremblingly wanted to stand up, his old face was also flushed red with the rising anger, as if it could break through that layer of skin and flow out at any time.

Anger was like a heavy chain around his ankles, and resentment was like a boulder weighing down his spine.Under such a strong external force, Qiao Sheng still succumbed, and collapsed on the seat again.

"Don't get excited if you're not in good health. Besides, it's just this matter, and there's really nothing to get excited about."

Xue Tong walked slowly to the pile of ceramic shards, and picked up the broom placed in the corner to clean it.Just leave a back to talk to Qiao Sheng.

"Hum..."

The anger in my heart seemed to erupt in the forest, eroding Qiao Sheng's excited heart bit by bit.The air gushing out of the nasal cavity was also like a flood breaking a bank, taking away Qiao Sheng's temperature bit by bit.

"you you…"

Qiao Sheng was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, he could only speak a few words hesitatingly.

The pile of debris on the ground was obviously more attractive than Qiao Sheng. Xue Tong's eyes never left the white ceramic wreckage, and his ears listened carefully to the crisp sound of the impact of the debris.

"I will not leave Qiao Lei, not in this life."

After the debris was cleaned, there were still light green tea stains, and a few pieces of tea leaves did not fall off the floor under the brushing of the broom, but were still tightly attached to the white surface.

"Whoosh..."

Qiao Sheng tried his best to stabilize his emotions, breathing steadily little by little.Although the eyes are closed, the excited eyelids are still shaking.

Xue Tong walked slowly to the seat again, and sat down gently without making a sound, for fear of affecting the atmosphere of "heart patients self-rescue" that Qiao Sheng worked so hard to create in the room.

"Is there anything else? I'll leave if I have nothing to do. I'm very busy."

Seeing that Qiao Sheng didn't speak, Xue Tong got up and left.

It was at the time when he was patting the pants stuck to his buttocks, Qiao Sheng whispered another word from the corner of his mouth, his voice was weak like that of a patient who just had an operation.

"Why don't you leave him, you must kill our Qiao family..."

The word "harm" was like a sharp knife, piercing Xue Tong's heart fiercely, and the severe pain made his brows wrinkle tightly.

"Harm? Do you know what harm is?"

Xue Tong turned around and looked at Qiao Sheng who was slumped on the seat, and his tone became more excited.

"It was you who forced Qiao Lei to go abroad. You have been forcing him since he was a child. You didn't love him, but you harmed him! It was you who caused us to separate now, and let him leave without finishing his studies!"

Qiao Sheng looked into Xue Tong's eyes and didn't speak, because at this moment, Xue Tong's pent-up anger had all exploded, and his trembling voice was not inferior to his at all.If he confronts Xue Tong again at this time, I'm afraid he will end his life on this seat.

"So, you are the evil spirit! It was you who killed your Qiao family, your son!"

The last two words, Xue Tong's deliberately raised voice, made Qiao Sheng's heart deeply touched by the word "son".

For a moment, Qiao Sheng didn't know what to say, but quietly looked up at Xue Tong's flushed face.

"I love him, and I will not leave him. No matter what you do to us in the future, we will never give up. So you should die as soon as possible!"

Xue Tong slowly approached Qiao Sheng, and viciously left the words of resistance in his ear.

At this time, he was not at all like Liu Hulan, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, but more like Chen Sheng who led the peasant uprising.The appearance of resisting to the death is exactly the same as that of Chen Sheng.

"If you really think so, then it's up to you. As long as I'm alive, I won't make you happy. Since you choose to stand on the opposite side of me, then I would rather not have that traitor."

Qiao Sheng tried his best to raise his voice in an attempt to resist Xue Tong, but his throat filled with anger couldn't make any excited sounds, only suppressed shouts.

"Then we'll play with you to the end and see who can have the last laugh."

After finishing speaking, Xue Tong got up and left the conference room, his firm steps on the floor were like his firm heart, each step sounded the melody of war, and raised a victorious wind in front of the people in the corridor...

"Let the storm come more violently!" The voice of fighting for true love is always so loud and so inspiring.

Hold your boyfriend, hold your love, start from now, start from struggle!

Volume Two