Second Marriage:Marrying Into an Affluent Family Is a Skill

"Xigu..."

Su Xiqin shouts as she slows down and steps into the room.

In the dark room, she vaguely saw someone on the bed, stopped by the bed, and did not want to fart more. She sat up and touched the people on the bed with her hands.

"Xiku, are you drunk?"

Scald Su Xiqin's first feeling was the scorching temperature, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Just too late to retract his hand, the mouth of the tiger was suddenly pinched. With a strong force, the whole person fell on the lying man.

The pungent smell of alcohol and the smell of a strange man poured into her nose. He was not Xigu.

"Who sent you?" A voice like sand filtering in the hourglass, heavy and dumb.

"Who are you? Let me go. " She was in a panic to struggle.

"What are you pretending to be when you come in?" His breath of breath, a turn over to suppress people.

The hot breath stirs the panic stricken woman through every pore, her hands against the man's chest.

"Get out of here, help..."

In the dark, the man bowed his head, covering all her voice, struggling, but her strength could not be matched.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a burst of pain from the private place to the four limbs.

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Suddenly, Su Xiqin, who was taking a lunch break on her desk, opened her eyes suddenly. What she saw was that the computer screen, folder, pen holder and other office stationery just reflected. She had a dream in the company's lunch break.

It's just that dream doesn't always come out at night? It's so strange that I dreamt in broad daylight today.

At this time, a shrill female voice came from the door, "Su Gong, it's time to make an appointment with Zhuosheng."

She raised her head. Zhang Jing at the door of the office pushed her glasses on her face. "You look pale. Are you ok?"

Su Xiqin was still in a dream. Her eyes without focus fell on Zhang Jing's face and shook her head. She said, "it's OK. I'll clean up and go."

Looking at Zhang Jing, who turned away, Su Xiqin reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead with a paper towel on the table. Then she gently knocked twice. She got up and took a deep breath to clean up.

Ten minutes later, Su Xiqin walked out of the office door with a black bag in one hand and a file bag in the other.

In June, the temperature of s city is close to 38 degrees centigrade at more than two o'clock in the afternoon. The whole city seems to be covered by a large steamer.

The leaves beside the street are like the old man who is still breathing. The leaves are hanging down and shaking in the passing traffic flow. The cicada calls accompanied by the car sound show no strength.

Su Xiqin's car slowly glides in this hot street, not fast or slow.

"Su Gong, is Zhuosheng sure to cooperate with us?" Zhang Jing looks at Su Xiqin, who is driving with her head on her side.

"It's not sure yet. Let's go over and talk about the details." Su Xiqin looked at the road ahead.

Zhang Jing nodded and murmured: "but the president of Zhuosheng has a bit of brain. He won't choose other people and give up Su Gong. If you look around, which jewelry designer can reach now..."

Zhang Jing's voice suddenly became dull, because Su Xiqin's face turned pale, and her eyes seemed to be oppressed by some painful emotion. The next second, she became a pool of stagnant water.

Zhang Jing looks for Su Xiqin's eyes in disbelief.

I saw a luxury car beside me. In such a hot weather, the black glass window of the luxury car fell down, and a fashionable and beautiful woman was sitting in their direction. The woman leaned on the man in the driver's seat.

Oh, my God! The man. No, it's the president.

Just at the right moment, the man in the luxury car suddenly glanced at him. Zhang Jing gave a slap at her, but Su Xiqin, who was driving the car, did not squint.

At this time, the speed of the car increased, and the car passed the parallel luxury car.

Zhang Jing secretly aims at Su Xiqin. Her painful face just now is indifferent, like a dead water.

Although Zhang Jing was just out of college, Su Xiqin's face changed a lot. She could still see that her expression was hurt by her feelings.

Su Gong has an affair with the president?

When the car reached the crossroads, the green light changed to yellow. Instead of stepping on the brake, Su Xiqin drove forward, as if to rush across the intersection.

Suddenly, a Bentley appeared at the left corner of the road. "Su Gong, be careful." It's too late for Zhang Jing to shout.

Su Xiqin quickly turned the steering wheel, stepped on the brake, "bang", a loud noise, or unavoidable collision.

Another bang.

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