Flash marriage president is too dominant

While talking, the woman had put down the comb in her hand, got up, looked blankly and walked to the convenience bag on the ground. Then she chose a bag of potato chips in the red bag, folded them back, sat back, opened them, took a few and put them into her mouth, and then grabbed one and put it into the doll's mouth in front of her:

"Delicious! Tomato flavor, your favorite, eat! "

"Xiaoya is good, study hard, grow up quickly, find a good family, mom feed you, open your mouth ~"

……

The women's voices and movements were very gentle. Looking at it, Zhang Yueze's eyes couldn't help moistening for a few minutes. Before he could recover from his kindness, a sharp voice suddenly cut through the sky:

"Why don't you eat? Why don't you eat? "

"Not obedient! You are obedient! If you don't learn well at a young age, you go on hunger strike. You learn to fall in love. You still like little gangsters. You're not obedient! "

"Hit you! Hit you! If you want to die, die! You can't die... "

"You drink! Dead is clean! Worthless! Die for a man! "

"... no future!"

Seeing his mother holding the doll handsome and beating, Zhang Yueze seemed to be a little excited. He straightened up. Zhang Yueze didn't react, but he saw the woman holding the doll in her arms again and sobbed:

"Xiaoya, no, no! Don't leave mom! "

"My Xiaoya ~ my mother loves you, and my mother doesn't hurt you!"

"You fall in love! Mom agrees to your love! Mom helps you comb your hair, mom helps you dress up, wear a flower, beautiful, Xiaoya ~ "

"Don't die! Mom loves you, mom doesn't want you to drink medicine! Poisonous! No antidote ~ "

"Mom can't save you, sobbing!"

……

Zhang Yueze was no stranger to his words. He seemed to have heard every sentence, but he had never been so coherent. It was like a normal sequence from beginning to end. Suddenly, something ran through his mind and his eyes followed:

"Isn't Mother's words crazy? Are those words actually not the resentment of her mother towards Jane Qingyang after her sister died, but the words she taught her when she lived? Did he take it out of context? "

Xiaoya committed suicide by drinking drugs. He knows that! What's more, he found that Jian Qingyang was a rich rebellious childe and a playboy. I heard that he had provoked many little girls. He only knew that the little gangsters who fought could do anything good?

Is he wrong? Didn't he bully his sister and let her drink drugs to commit suicide?

In his memory, the last time he saw his sister, she was still a good student at school. She was introverted and quiet. Although her academic performance was not among the best, she was also in the upper middle level, worked hard and made progress——

What the hell is going on?

When he knew about them, his sister had been cremated, Jian Qingyang was missing, and his mother was out of order!

Isn't everything what you found?

For a moment, Zhang Yueze almost couldn't stand a buzz in his mind: shouldn't it be that Xiaoya couldn't think of drinking drugs to commit suicide because her love was blocked by her mother?

If so——

The whole thought was confused. Zhang Yueze didn't even remember how he left the meditation sanatorium. Soon after his car left, Jiang Lu came out of the aisle in one corner, and then entered the sanatorium.

In the president's office of excellence group, the afterglow of the sunset stained the corner of the table, sealed the pen of Mo's hand, and once again fell on the diamond ring in the other hand:

Another day!

Since she left, life is like a pool of stagnant water. Every day, he is also confused, and he is most afraid of the coming of night. In the past, he never felt tired. Now, every night, he is like being sentenced to death, suffering in despair.

Button up the pen cap, seal with Mo and rub the sore eyebrows. His sight falls on those vibrant green plants again. His hand unconsciously caresses the ring on his hand. After a while, he touches it gently, and a different tenderness will flash through the bottom of his eyes occasionally.

I don't know how long he sat there. When he recovered, he found that he had dozed off in his chair, and the room was dark.

After turning on the lamp, he cleaned up, turned off the computer, got up and picked up the car key.

He had no appetite at all. He didn't know where he wanted to go or what he wanted to do. For most of the day, Feng Yimo drove around on the road. When he came back, he was awakened by the sound of a car horn at the red light. Turning the steering wheel, he slowly parked the car in an empty space.

Originally, he wanted to come down and find something to eat, but when he looked up, the first thing to enter his eyes was the neon flashing words across the street - "Paradise star" nightclub!

"Heaven star, here comes sister sang. The dance is superb and beautiful..."

Suddenly a voice came out of his mind, and Feng Yimo's mood stagnated again: Xiao Li's dance was also very beautiful!

The foot seemed to grow consciousness. Unconsciously, he sealed the desert and walked over.

After entering the nightclub, he found a middle position in the hall, ordered some snacks, a bottle of wine, and asked someone to order a takeout. His sight fell on the stage.

The decorated paradise star is resplendent, and the design has obviously changed a lot. Even the quality of the waiter seems to have suddenly improved to a new level. At this time, a group of beautiful women sang and danced vigorously on the stage. Although the seats were not full, they were full of prosperity.

After several performances, Feng Yimo didn't see anything special. He can only say that it's not bad: it's so divine that he and Dongfang Qingcheng are just the same.

Raising his hand, he invited a waiter: "which is sister sang?"

"Sir, you also came to see sister sang? Unfortunately, sister sang is off duty today! Look over there, those gentlemen are all here to hold sister sang! "

With a slight turn of sight, he entered the desert first. At the bottom of his eyes, there were all kinds of roses. Some were stacked on one side, and some men were holding them in their hands. Looking at this posture, there were at least ten or eight of them, and they were like comparison, exaggerating one by one. Visually, the largest one should be 999 blue witches, and a handful of red roses, which looked almost the same size, Others are common small and medium-sized types.

This woman looks very attractive! The seats on that side do have a very high seating rate! Suddenly, Feng Yimo also had some interest. How good is her dance? Can it be better than his little pear? How beautiful is she? Can she be more beautiful than Reno?

A group of men who have never seen the world! He'd love to see it!

"When is she on duty?"

"This is uncertain! Sister sang is one of our bosses. She comes here two days a week, occasionally one day, so, sorry, this... We really don't know! "