Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Song Baozhu's face was painful. The place where she had just been hit began to turn from blue to purple.

He was suddenly hit by the scar man holding his hair against the wall, and his whole head was dizzy.

"Big brother... Just one day." Song Baozhu's vision was a little blurred and her body kept shaking before she slowed down.

The scarred man's eyes indicated that the back hand went down to the rental house to search.

The two men walked towards Bai Na with an obscene face, turned over and over, and ate a lot of Bai Na's tofu by the way.

Bai Na has been a rich wife for a long time and is willing to maintain her skin.

Song Baozhu stared at the front, motionless, and some blood seeped out of her head.

When the scar man saw it, he shouted bad luck.

The hand holding song Baozhu's hair loosened and spit on the side.

Seeing that their search was fruitless, they knew that they had come in vain today. They said fiercely, "I changed 300000 a few days ago. Miss Song, don't tell me you don't have much money?" they patted song Baozhu's face, "give me some money so that my brother can make a good job."

Bai Na looked here in horror. She was disgusted. Just now those two people dared to eat her tofu.

Hearing that song Baozhu paid back 300000 a few days ago, she stared at Song Baozhu with resentment.

The dead girl is so rich that she is not willing to send her to the hospital for treatment. She is still hiding and pinching, so she doesn't know.

Song Baozhu's body trembled when she heard 300000. "Brother, I really don't have money. I'll be sure tomorrow." her mouth trembled because of pain and panic.

The scar man glanced at Song Baozhu's wallet, opened it, transferred grandpa Hong from it, picked up song Baozhu's mobile phone and handed it to song Baozhu.

Song Baozhu's finger trembled and pressed her fingerprint. There was 30000 left in wechat.

Seeing the 30000, the scar man smiled and said, "look, isn't there?" then he impolitely pressed the transfer system and asked song Baozhu to transfer until the account was cleared.

"Next time be obedient, I'm not a tiger beast. Why do you run when you see me." staring at the tens of thousands of Yuan received by the mobile phone, he smiled and patted song Baozhu's face.

Song Baozhu could only keep nodding. Scar man stood up satisfied and asked his two men to leave.

The two men rubbed their fingers and stared at Song Baozhu with a little regret. "This bitch is real."

As soon as he finished, he was patted on his head by the scar man's left hand and right hand, "smelly boy, don't harm others, little girl."

Seeing several people leave, song Baozhu got up in pain and reluctantly closed the door.

The clothes I just changed on my body became dirty, and the skin on my head was broken and bleeding.

Every time the debt collector came to the door, he would teach her a lesson. She had been numb before, but seeing hope, song Baozhu seemed to live and felt a little painful.

Holding her head, she rummaged through the messy cupboard, trying to find some dressing medicine.

Bai Na hit her hard with her hand.

"Dead girl, I'm prepared to hide money." Bai Na scolded and hit several times.

Song Baozhu hid from the pain. Just now, she hit song Baozhu with a burning pain in her leg.

She quickly picked up the medicine, put it into her arms without saying a word, ran into the bathroom, looked at the old mirror and cleaned the wound.

Bai Na's mouth dried up and her eyes turned when she saw that song Baozhu ignored herself.

This dead girl can't have made so much money in such a short time. I haven't seen any big money looking for her these days. Where did you get so much money?

Bai Na thought deeply and suddenly thought of Liu Zhen. Today, Miss Liu seemed to find the girl. She was only obsessed with flattery and forgot to ask.

What can Liu Zhen do to find Baozhu? Can he pay off his debt tomorrow? Bai Na's essence flashed. Tomorrow I can move out of this unlucky place and restore my original life.

Thinking of this, Bai Na laughed loudly, and the laughter was a little penetrating.

When song Baozhu heard the sound, her scalp became numb. Her fingers accidentally touched the wound and shouted with pain.

She applied some hemostatic medicine to the wound. There was no gauze at home. This kind of thing was not good-looking and was not conducive to song Baozhu's work, so she didn't buy it.

The wound on her head stopped bleeding after a while, and the scolding outside stopped for a long time. Song Baozhu's heart was beating drums for fear that Bai Na would hold her and ask her East and West.

Song Baozhu dug a piece of ointment with her fingers, smeared it on her face, pressed it, as if it had melted the bruise, and rubbed it, she cried.

The sound in the bathroom was terrible. Bai Na was a little impatient. She brushed her mobile phone. She accidentally saw the previous news and her eyes lit up.

How could she forget that song wanwei and Ruan Tingchen got married. Liu Zhen was Ruan Tingchen's first love. Liu Zhen lived in Ruan's old house as soon as she returned home, which was highly valued by Ruan's old lady.

Bah, song wanwei is a dead woman. She has raised her for so long and doesn't know how to help her. A close sister also sits idly by. It's too inhuman.

Bai Na vented for a while and stared at Liu Zhen's name with a flattering smile on her face. Miss Liu is still reliable.

Song Baozhu finished treating her wound, changed her clothes, nervously went out of the bathroom and took a few glances at Bai Na.

Bai Na is immersed in her own world. She has no time to care about song Baozhu's life and death and imagine her future life.

The door was gently closed. Song Baozhu was relieved and hurried downstairs.

Within the Ruan group, Ruan Tingchen accumulated a lot of documents to deal with, so he had to work hard.

Song wanwei was so boring playing with her mobile phone that she fell asleep unconsciously.

Ruan Tingchen reluctantly glanced at the people on the sofa, put down the documents on his hand, got up and walked over to cover song wanwei's clothes.

That little foot was really disobedient. He kicked off his clothes all the time. Ruan Tingchen could only reluctantly cover song wanwei's stomach, and two white legs leaked out.

While Ruan Tingchen was struggling with what to do to be perfect, the door of the office was opened.

He poked his head through the crack of the door to the north, and came to his president squatting on the side of the sofa, staring at someone affectionately.

But the documents in his hand were urgent, and he coughed impolitely to the north, which attracted Ruan Tingchen's attention.

Ruan Tingchen glanced directly at him with a strong warning.

He glanced at him modestly to the north, smiled and waved the documents in his hand to Ruan Tingchen.

Ruan Tingchen thought for a while and said coldly, "take off your clothes."

"Hmm?" he circled north, took off his coat and took it in his hand under the gaze of Ruan Tingchen.

Seeing that his president was still staring at him, he looked back behind him with a guilty heart. When he saw that there was no one, he was afraid.

The president won't like his little fresh meat, but... He fought in his heart for a few seconds and closed the door gently.