Love You To The Bones

Song Zijian was so angry that he didn't know what to smash and crackled. "Brother Zichuan, I'll never do blood drawing in the future. I really want to beat Fang Xinyuan when I see him on the horse. He's like his daughter! On the 10th of every month, he put on a shelf and won't let people draw blood if he doesn't give benefits. Stepping on the horse is hypocritical!"

Shen Zichuan's face gradually sank as he listened to song Zijian's complaints.

In the past, Fang Xinyuan and his Fang's group were subordinated to him and made a lot of benefits from a series of real estate development. Now, because Fang Yanrong secretly did a lot of things to calculate Fang Xiaoran, he not only cut off the cooperation with Fang's group, but also vigorously suppressed the shares of Fang Xinyuan company——

It's normal that Fang Xinyuan disagrees.

Before, no matter how many benefits song Zijian promised Fang Xinyuan, he could draw blood for his vegetative father.

But today, the fangs simply don't let song Zijian in, especially Zhao Li. Since seeing the video of Fang Yanrong being insulted by several gangsters, she seems to have lost her mind and completely open-minded attitude. She not only doesn't agree to draw blood, but scolds at a high voice, which almost makes song Zijian bloody.

Good men don't fight with women, especially a middle-aged crazy woman who has lost her mind. Song Zijian was torn by Zhao Li and almost ran away in embarrassment.

Over the years, song Zijian roared for the first time regardless of the image, "shit, brother Zichuan, Fang Yanrong didn't know whether she was at home or not. Anyway, she didn't show up. Zhao Lifang Xinyuan put down her words. She must see you today before she agreed to take blood."

The man clenched his cell phone and smiled low.

His cold face was gradually filled with cruel emotion, "want to see me? Good, I just have an account to find them."

After cutting off the call, Shen Zichuan walked out of the guest room, climbed up the stairs, walked into his bedroom on the second floor, took a cold bath, woke up his swollen head, changed a black suit, grabbed the car key on the tea table through the living room, and stepped out of the villa.

It is because Fang Xinyuan can supply blood to Shen Zichuan's father that he has been more than close to each other's Yan Rong and lack of enthusiasm.

Like is a little, but love, love, can't talk about it, don't hate it.

Facing Fang Yanrong's body, he couldn't be interested and produce primitive physiological impulses.

Successful and mature men, in fact, rarely get emotional with women as soon as they know them. Most of them fall in love with that woman because of their high-density fit.

And that woman, probably only Fang Xiaoran——

Shen Zichuan raised his hand and pinched the swollen and painful temple with a slightly rough finger belly. He looked up and the pungent sunlight was projected on his face through the glass window, causing a wordless pain in his eyes.

The stubborn woman was completely broken by him and would never come back to him again.

For a long time, Shen Zichuan touched his mobile phone and called Shen Bai and said, "go to this address to inform Fan Wei and arrange for him to meet Fang Yanrong at Fang's house."

Forty minutes later.

Black Maybach stopped in front of Fang's mansion.

Shen Zichuan got out of the car, holding a business mobile phone in one hand and inserting it into the crisp trousers pocket in the other hand, and walked in gracefully.

In a bedroom on the second floor to the East, Fang Yanrong leaned against the French window. The whole person was hidden behind the bean green curtains. It was slightly cool and mixed with hot eyes. She stared at the handsome and expensive man downstairs from far to near. It seemed that she could smell the clear and good smell of him across the distance of two floors.

Thin white fingers gently pinched a tube of Yanyan lipstick and gently smeared it on the lip flap, but they looked at Shen Zichuan and walked into her courtyard expressionless.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yanrong returned to the dresser, dressed up in the mirror for five or six minutes, picked up the phone and sent a message to Fang Xinyuan, and then hooked her lips and smiled proudly.

As long as Fang Xinyuan can take this opportunity to let Shen Zichuan drink a cup of potion and faint, she can have a way to take him down completely and never betray her again. She is the only woman in her heart for a long time.

Staring at Rong Feiyan's self in the mirror, Fang Yanrong stood up and walked to the bedroom door, barefoot, quietly waiting for the movement downstairs.

The villas here are single door and single family. The nearest neighbors are hundreds of meters away. Even if there is more noise, they will not attract the attention of others. They are very private.

When Shen Zichuan approached, the door of the Fang family was closed. Song Zijian was blocked by several policemen and was not allowed to approach the door of the Fang family. He was leaning depressed on the trunk of a magnolia, tearing off innocent petals, with a great momentum of destroying flowers.

With a smelly expression on his face, "brother Zichuan, do you see that the little policemen who have just stepped on the horse don't give me face at all. I'm so angry."

The newly graduated little policeman, no matter who he is or what his status is, relies on his blood and integrity. He hates the rich second generation who has the power and power to bully others, such as song Zijian, and vows to throw his head and shed blood to maintain world peace.

"I'll see who dares to stop me!"

Shen Zichuan, with a cold face, called his old classmate Wan Jiyang. Soon, several little policemen received a sharp scold from their immediate boss, apologized to song Zijian, and drove away in a police car.

The expressionless man sneered and rang the doorbell.

At this time, Fan Wei was also driven by Shen Bai. They quickly got off the bus and stood behind Shen Zichuan, especially Fan Wei, holding a briefcase and making an OK gesture to Shen Zichuan.

Kung Fu pays off. These days, he has found the real evidence that Fang Yanrong framed Shen Zichuan's father. Although he can't send such a malicious woman to prison, he can finally let Shen Zichuan find her terrible true face, which is a little gain.

After the doorbell rang, the door was opened by the people inside.

Before looking at Fang Xinyuan's greasy old face, Shen Zichuan suddenly kicked down the gate with a cold breath, flashed in, stuck Fang Xinyuan's fat neck with one hand, and suddenly made a dead effort with his five fingers.

Before Fang Xinyuan could say the word "Zichuan", his throat was stuck and coughed bitterly.

Shen Zichuan just dragged someone into the living room. Zhao Li jumped in panic and screamed, "Shen Zichuan, what are you doing? Let go, let go quickly. Xinyuan is about to be strangled by you."

Before Zhao Li jumped on her body, Shen Zichuan threw Fang Xinyuan out and hit Zhao Li. They fell in a mess.

"Not to see me?"

Staring down at them, the man said cruelly and coldly, "here I am, take blood!"

Blood drawing is unavoidable, but the glass of water that Fang Yanrong told us must be drunk by Shen Zichuan.

Thinking of this, Fang Xinyuan wiped his old face full of cold sweat, raised his head and looked at the cold man in front of him. He asked carefully, "Zichuan, I didn't mean to embarrass president song. I didn't answer your phone and couldn't see you in your company. I can only see you through this way. Come all the way. You're tired. Drink a glass of water first!"

"What water to drink? Make it clear first."

Zhao Li didn't know why, so she screamed in a sharp voice. She remembered that Fang Yanrong was pressed on the floor in pain and despair by several hooligans in the video, and muddy tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, "Shen Zichuan, how did Rong Rong offend you, and how did our Fang family offend you? What do you want? What do you want?

At least Rongrong is Fang Xiaoran's sister and your sister. The Fang family is your in laws. Xinyuan and I are your mother-in-law and father-in-law. Why do you treat us like this? Why? "

These words also spoke the voice of Fang Yanrong, who eavesdropped at the door of the upstairs bedroom. Because of her excitement, her body leaning on the door trembled violently.

As her body shook like chaff, the door panel also made a creaky crisp sound.

Shen Zichuan raised his head and shot his sharp vision like a knife edge to the second floor. His vision was facing Fang Yanrong's eyes with blood red mist. "Oh" sneered and looked sideways, indicating that Fan Wei threw all the information in the briefcase in front of Fang Xinyuan Zhao Li. His tone was very cold and cruel, "that's the reason."