Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 283 Seizing power, going against the grain (2)
"Huh?" Song Aiyu raised her eyebrows and joked, "Are you gay?"

"something wrong?"

Song Aiyu almost spit out the wine in his mouth.No, is it really GAY? !
"What's wrong with you?" Song Aiyu stared at him curiously, thinking that this man's facial features are handsome, it's a pity to be bent!
The man pursed his lips and said bitterly, "They're all liars, they're all liars!"

Seeing that he was emotional, Song Aiyu asked him tentatively: "Have you been cheated of money or sex?"

After a pause, she looked at the man's cold eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that you have been cheated of your feelings, right?"

The man's eyes darkened instantly.

Song Aiyu pursed her lips, glanced at his fair face, thinking that his appearance must be a shame!She raised the wine glass in her hand, handed it to him, and said: "We are destined to meet each other. My name is Song Aiyu. What's your name?"

"Clearly."

This man didn't like to talk, Song Aiyu took a sip of his wine, and when he looked at him again, he suddenly realized that his face resembled a person's.

Mingming kept lowering his head to drink, with a pained expression on his face.

Song Aiyu suddenly pressed the back of his hand, her red lips curved dangerously, "If this kind of life makes you feel hopeless, why can't you change to a different way of living?"

"Change to a different way of living?" Mingming frowned, staring at her and asked, "How?"

Song Aiyu smiled, opened the purse and took out a photo, pushed it in front of him, "You look very similar to the person in the photo."

Mingming picked up the photo and looked at it, then nodded unconsciously, "Who is he?"

"You don't need to know who he is." Song Aiyu took out her business card and gave it to him.

Seeing the introduction on the business card, Mingming chuckled suddenly, "So you are the rich daughter of the Song family."

Song Aiyu raised her lips, stared into his eyes, and said, "If you can't believe anything in this world, then only money can give you a sense of security!"

"What do you mean?" Mingming looked puzzled.

"I can give you this sense of security." Song Aiyu pushed the photo in front of him, "As long as you change into this face, you can have another life."

"Another life?" Mingming's eyes lit up.

"Correct!"

Song Aiyu stood up and approached him, her tone sank, "Don't worry, you will never regret that kind of life."

Mingming narrowed his eyes, holding the photo in his hand, a faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes.Yes, if nothing can be trusted in this world, then money is the best protection!

"How about it, are you willing?" Song Aiyu asked him.

Mingming picked up the wine glass in front of him, and lightly touched her, "Deal."

"Deal!" Song Aiyu raised his head to finish the wine in the glass, the expression in his eyes was gloomy.

Early the next morning, after Song Aiyu got up, she went down to have breakfast alone.Song Qinghua was in the room all day long, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The servants were tidying up the study, and Song Aiyu walked in with her bag.

"Miss."

The things placed on the desk were all things that Song Rufeng liked to use during his lifetime.Song Aiyu pulled out the chair and sat down, her eyes fell on the photo frame on the table, her throat couldn't help being sore.

"Don't move anything here, keep it as it is."

"Yes, ma'am."

The servants responded, turned and left.

The good memories of childhood seem to be related to this study.Song Aiyu caressed the mahogany desk with her palm, her eyes gradually became gentle.She turned around and looked at the garden surrounded by greenery outside the window, the corners of her mouth tightened.

This is her home, the place where she grew up, why would she give it up to others? !Now Song Qinghua is the only one left in the family, her favorite mother.She absolutely must not let Song Qinghua soften her heart, let alone let anyone shake her position in her mother's heart, she wants her mother to only love her forever!

It was just dawn, and some shops in Bar Street had just closed.After the hustle and bustle of the night, there will be a moment of tranquility here, and then continue to wait for the night to fall.

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The back door of a bar opened, and two waiters held the drunk man up, and mercilessly threw him on the ground in the back street.

One of the waiters even raised his foot, kicked the drunken man, and cursed: "Bah! What a fucking bad luck, you don't have a dime on your body, not even a single thing of value!"

"Forget it, forget it!" Another person persuaded: "It's unlucky for us to meet a poor guy! Anyway, the boss doesn't care about the drink money, so we just leave him here."

"Humph!"

The man was still relentless, "Let me see him drinking for nothing in the future, I can't beat him to death!"

"Let's go!" The two waiters walked away and locked the back door of the bar.

The man who fell on the ground frowned tightly.He turned over uncomfortably, staggered and stood up while leaning on the wall, a burst of alcohol reeked, and he fell to the ground again, throwing up a mess.

Powerlessly falling to the ground, Mu Yi opened his eyes, and soon fell asleep again in a daze.By the time he woke up again, it was already afternoon.He sat up slowly, and it took him a long time to realize that he was thrown in the back alley of Bar Street.

"Well!"

After a hangover, his head hurt so badly that it was about to explode. Mu Yi rubbed his temples with both hands and sat up.His back was leaning against the wall, his chin was covered with blue stubble, his clothes were stained a lot, and he looked extremely decadent.

A wallet was discarded on the ground, the inside had been rummaged through long ago, and there was nothing left.Mu Yi touched his pocket, the screen of the phone was broken, he pressed it for a long time, and found that the battery was dead.

"Ha ha……"

Mu Yi sneered and reached out to hold the wallet in his hand.Those people really don't know what to buy, this wallet was given to him by Song Aiyu, it's definitely a first-tier brand, the price is at least five figures, why no one wants it?

Tut tut!Mu Yi couldn't help laughing, he must have seen his clothes, so he decided that it was a fake A product.Pity!

Mu Yi raised his hand and threw the wallet in his hand to the opposite trash can.He leaned on the wall, stood up slowly, glanced casually out of the corner of his eye, and happened to see two men whispering in the opposite alley.

The man standing with his back to him had tattoos on his arms.Mu Yi recognized the mark, the corners of his eyes sank instantly, and he walked to the corner of the alley with ease.

Those two men traded very quickly. Although Mu Yi didn't see it clearly, he knew that it was not a legitimate thing.Soon, the tattooed man walked out of the back alley, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and walked back happily.

Mu Yi subconsciously reached out and touched his injured leg.He will never forget the tattoo he saw that day when he fell into a pool of blood!

(End of this chapter)