Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife
Chapter 162
Josin was afraid and anxious, and now he was in a state of being called not to be called every day and not to work.
At present, she has to stabilize Su Qing, a madman. Buy yourself as much time as possible.
One second is one second. What if we can hold on until the banquet secretary comes to save her?
She can only grind the rope tied to her wrist by a small margin. You have to be careful not to let Su Qing find out.
"Alive? I have nothing. What's the meaning of living?"
Su Qing's laughter made people uncomfortable. Looking at her broken jar, Qiao Xin didn't know how to persuade her.
Sorrow is greater than heart death. Now Su Qing doesn't care about anything. There's nothing you want.
Qiaoxin has a headache. She doesn't know what she has experienced during this time. She has directly lost her desire to live.
"Take the knife away. I don't know what you really want, money or the title of Miss Su's family. You say, as long as I have it. I give it to you, I can give you everything."
Josin's words are sincere. Then he sighed.
According to Su Qing's crazy state, Qiao Xin knows that this can't pull her back.
Now this crazy Su Qing, when she was in college with them. But it's not the same at all.
Su Qing of the university is a rare good-looking student in the Department. A girl with a family background that surpasses everyone.
The daughter of the Su family. Su Qing has a group of friends everywhere, just like the stars around the sun.
Whether sincere or false, Su Qing is a very dazzling existence in the eyes of others.
At that time. Qiao Xin looked at Su Qing with high spirits. She was more or less envious of her.
Josin's college life is either study. Almost all of my spare time is devoted to part-time work.
She busily spent four years in college, and josin didn't make many friends.
Unlike Su Qing, when she walked casually on the road, many familiar people greeted her.
She used to envy Su Qing for having a happy and comfortable college time she couldn't have; Envy her family to give her confidence, enough for her to live gracefully and openly.
Su Qing's Department flower is much more popular than her school flower.
"Do you think I'll kill you with it? No, see the two barrels over there? Do you know what's inside?"
Su Qing takes away the dagger that has been moving on Qiao Xin's face, points to two white buckets in the corner, and smiles unkindly at Qiao Xin.
Josin had a bad feeling. There was a faint smell of gasoline in the air.
She thought it was the gasoline left in the warehouse, but she didn't think the smell came from the barrel.
Josin stared at Su Qing with a look of disapproval. She looked frightened and her voice trembled:
"You bought gasoline. What are you doing?"
At the banquet house, Yang Cuihua stood there timidly and sat opposite in the powerful banquet company night.
He didn't say a word, but Yang Cuihua felt the strong cold air coming to his face.
"Say, where's josin?"
The banquet secretary sat there at night, his cold voice and trembling eyes were like Shura.
Yang Cuihua's legs trembled. She had a good talk with others in the clothing store and took down two coats of good quality.
He ran into two people in black when he wanted to walk on the road. He twisted his arms and stuffed her into the car.
With his eyes open again, he came to this magnificent place. On the sofa sat a man with luxurious temperament and cold face.
At present, she has to stabilize Su Qing, a madman. Buy yourself as much time as possible.
One second is one second. What if we can hold on until the banquet secretary comes to save her?
She can only grind the rope tied to her wrist by a small margin. You have to be careful not to let Su Qing find out.
"Alive? I have nothing. What's the meaning of living?"
Su Qing's laughter made people uncomfortable. Looking at her broken jar, Qiao Xin didn't know how to persuade her.
Sorrow is greater than heart death. Now Su Qing doesn't care about anything. There's nothing you want.
Qiaoxin has a headache. She doesn't know what she has experienced during this time. She has directly lost her desire to live.
"Take the knife away. I don't know what you really want, money or the title of Miss Su's family. You say, as long as I have it. I give it to you, I can give you everything."
Josin's words are sincere. Then he sighed.
According to Su Qing's crazy state, Qiao Xin knows that this can't pull her back.
Now this crazy Su Qing, when she was in college with them. But it's not the same at all.
Su Qing of the university is a rare good-looking student in the Department. A girl with a family background that surpasses everyone.
The daughter of the Su family. Su Qing has a group of friends everywhere, just like the stars around the sun.
Whether sincere or false, Su Qing is a very dazzling existence in the eyes of others.
At that time. Qiao Xin looked at Su Qing with high spirits. She was more or less envious of her.
Josin's college life is either study. Almost all of my spare time is devoted to part-time work.
She busily spent four years in college, and josin didn't make many friends.
Unlike Su Qing, when she walked casually on the road, many familiar people greeted her.
She used to envy Su Qing for having a happy and comfortable college time she couldn't have; Envy her family to give her confidence, enough for her to live gracefully and openly.
Su Qing's Department flower is much more popular than her school flower.
"Do you think I'll kill you with it? No, see the two barrels over there? Do you know what's inside?"
Su Qing takes away the dagger that has been moving on Qiao Xin's face, points to two white buckets in the corner, and smiles unkindly at Qiao Xin.
Josin had a bad feeling. There was a faint smell of gasoline in the air.
She thought it was the gasoline left in the warehouse, but she didn't think the smell came from the barrel.
Josin stared at Su Qing with a look of disapproval. She looked frightened and her voice trembled:
"You bought gasoline. What are you doing?"
At the banquet house, Yang Cuihua stood there timidly and sat opposite in the powerful banquet company night.
He didn't say a word, but Yang Cuihua felt the strong cold air coming to his face.
"Say, where's josin?"
The banquet secretary sat there at night, his cold voice and trembling eyes were like Shura.
Yang Cuihua's legs trembled. She had a good talk with others in the clothing store and took down two coats of good quality.
He ran into two people in black when he wanted to walk on the road. He twisted his arms and stuffed her into the car.
With his eyes open again, he came to this magnificent place. On the sofa sat a man with luxurious temperament and cold face.
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