After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 1 Forced Marriage
Jinjiang Star City Community.

There was joy in the room.

But the bald man sitting in front of the sofa didn't look very good.

He looked at his watch: "Why hasn't she come back, what's the matter with you, you won't be releasing pigeons again today?"

He looked displeased.

Song Jiaming, who was wearing a formal suit, sat on the sofa and looked at the bald and pot-bellied Wang Fu in front of him with a smile and said, "I'll be back on the ninth day of the meeting."

"Don't worry, there will be no problems this time. Chujiu has always been obedient. I thought it was just an accident the night before yesterday."

When Wang Fu heard this, his face became better.

"Okay, no hurry, no hurry."

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Fu touched the shiny top of his head with few hairs, and smiled greasy.

He was fidgeting, his eyes glanced at the door from time to time, and a charming and charming face, slender white legs, and extremely predictable breasts appeared in his mind.

When he thought of this, his whole body tensed up, and the lower part reacted quietly.

Song Na and Wang Mei looked at each other.

Wang Mei pulled Song Na aside, frowned and said in a low voice, "What happened the night before yesterday?"

"The person who said he was going to send someone to bed, why did he disappear, and let him wait for most of the night in vain."

Song Na's innocent face showed a bit of ruthlessness, she gritted her teeth: "How do I know, those trash were let go."

"Several men still can't catch up with a drugged woman, what a loser, to let Song Chujiu run away just like that."

Song Na looked unhappy, Wang Mei pulled her and gave Song Jiaming a vague look, and the expression on her face looked better.

……

After merging the memory of this body, she also inherited all the feelings of the original owner.

The relationship between the original owner and his family was not very good, so he did not live at home.

Wang Mei was his father's so-called first love, and Song Na was her half-sister... sister.

Yes, it is my sister.

She walked to the door and opened the door with a key with a calm face.

When she saw the faces inside the door, she instinctively felt disgusted.

She and Song Na looked at each other, and they could clearly see the strong disgust in Song Na's eyes.

"This is the ninth day, right?"

"Don't worry, I will treat you well when you get married. I have a house and a car, and I will not let you be wronged."

A greasy voice sounded.

That greasy voice gave her goosebumps.

She turned her head and met a pair of squinting eyes.

The Wang Fu in front of him is short and thick, with a big belly and not even a few hairs on his head.

He smiled until his eyes narrowed, and when he saw her, his legs trembled with excitement.

What's very disgusting is that in broad daylight, a small tent was quietly set up under him.

marry over?
Song Chujiu narrowed his eyes, looked at Song Jiaming next to him with an uneasy expression, and said coldly, "Who is he?"

"What did you call me back for?"

She leaned against the door lazily, with a carefree expression on her face.

Song Jiaming frowned when he saw her like this.

"Look at what entertainment industry you're in, how bad is your reputation?"

"Come back quickly, don't think about becoming famous, do you think you are your sister?"

"The family has chosen a fiancé for you. You can pick a day to get the certificate. You won't be able to marry with your reputation."

　(PS: The following is a friendly reminder from Song Chujiu - it is not a good habit to read books without collecting them)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)