The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

Mo turned the recording over, turned the volume to the maximum, and bent the corners of his mouth.

In an instant, the whole ward is full of dialogue between Sheng Yanshan and Zhou Shi.

"How much do you want?"

"Twenty million, round it up, Miss Sheng. You still have my baby in your stomach. Don't be angry. Pregnant women can't be angry often."

……

"With all this money, you'd better leave Los Angeles. If I know you've leaked the news, I won't let you go."

These voices resounded through the ears of several people. Sheng's face was red at first, and finally turned pale. The words of that day were recorded by someone, not a word, but completely recorded.

Her forehead began to sweat, her lips trembled, her fists were clenched tightly, but at this time, Zhou Shi jumped up again and sprinkled salt on her wound.

"Miss Sheng, I took a picture that night after we were in love. I'm afraid you won't admit it. The photo is in my mobile phone. I'll show it to you now."

Zhou Shi said that he was going to find out the mobile phone. He was a little disdainful. He had known that these ladies would pretend, but he didn't expect that even children's affairs could be faked. Is it so disgusting to be pregnant with him? That's too much.

"That's enough!"

Before he could show the photos in his mobile phone, he was hit by a pillow on his head, which made him a little confused. When he looked up, he was almost frightened by Sheng Lianshan's appearance.

The other party's hair is messy, his eyes are red, his hands are clenched, his tight knuckles turn white, his lips are dry and cracked, and even his face is suffused with abnormal flushing. This person should have a fever.

"Get out of here!!! Get out of here

Sheng Lanshan has been a bit of a collapse at this time. She keeps yelling. Even Sheng Ling wants to get close to her, she is pushed away. Quilt, fruit, porridge All the things on the table and bed were swept down by her madness, and the soup and water flowed all over the ground. It was really a mess.

"Doctor! Come on, doctor

Sheng Ling flustered called the doctor over, never seen a granddaughter like this, who is right and who is wrong, he has been too lazy to think, just want to let the doctor come to give people injection sedative.

"Bitch!! Ah! You all die! Why question me

Sheng Lianshan's mind is blank. Her chest is about to explode, and her stomach aches. She wants to curl up her whole body, and her soul is torn by the pain. It seems that the whole body is not her own. Finally, her eyes roll over and she faints. The doctor immediately gives emergency treatment to people.

An hour later, the doctor told Sheng Ling regretfully.

"Miss Sheng's mood was too unstable during her pregnancy. This time, she was on the verge of collapse. I'm sorry, we tried our best, but the child didn't survive. I hope your parents can educate each other well after they wake up. It's very easy for abortion victims to develop depression."

Depression

Sheng Ling's body trembled, nodded, some decadent sitting in front of the hospital bed, and the hospital bed, Sheng Banshan is still in a coma.

Talking in his sleep all the time, his teeth bit his lips, bleeding, and his whole face was burning red.

Sheng Ling actually understood what Mo Yi had just said. She also knew that the child in her belly was not Fu Xiaozi's, so she sighed. He supported everything the granddaughter did before. But she didn't expect that she would cheat Fu's family this time. If it hadn't been for him, Fu would have driven people out of Los Angeles.

It's true that he is a precious granddaughter, but the old man doesn't treasure his grandson. This is a long lesson.

Sheng Lianshan has been having nightmares. She dreams that the woman in September of Song Dynasty keeps casting her net at her, arrogant corners of her mouth and cold eyes. She is in pain all over the net, but she won't ask her for mercy. After so many things happened, they were both defeated and killed!

Wake up, next to her grandfather is still only with her, Sheng Lan Shan's heart suddenly filled with a sense of guilt, light low head.

"Grandfather, I'm sorry."

Sheng Ling sighed and asked the servant to take Sheng Lanshan home without saying anything.

After this time, Sheng's mood has changed. Although she still wants song to die in September, she won't do it again as long as she is not fully sure.

His eyes were deep, and his chest was still rolling with a strong hatred. "Wow", he spat out a mouthful of blood, which scared the whole family up and down again. After an examination, the doctor gave a tranquilizer.

Sheng Yanshan was crazy in the ward. He had seen it during the week. He almost didn't get scared to death. When a group of people got busy, he ran out of the room while everyone was not paying attention.

"Damn it, these ladies are terrible!"

Last night, he was scared by the leopard. Now his legs are soft and his stomach is calling. He suddenly thinks of the nervous woman he met in the coffee shop that day. He said that his printing hall was black and he was going to have bad luck. At that time, he thought he was insane. Now think about it, motherfucker! They are gods.She should be asked to figure out where her future daughter-in-law is, or she will not be single until now.

If song Jiujiu knew what Zhou Shi was thinking, I'm afraid she would laugh. But now she is carefully hiding in the haystack, observing a man and a woman not far away.

There's a conversation between two people in the headphones.

"Mr. Fu, I began to like you from a long time ago. I didn't expect that you could choose me this time. I I'm honored. Maybe we can try to develop it. "

Women's soft voice, soft, like a ball of marshmallow, just listen to the voice, want to bite down.

Song Jiujiu's face suddenly darkened, dare to feel this is Fu Tsai's rotten peach blossom again. I knew that the man would collude with him, frown, and continue to listen.

"It can develop."

Fu Tsai's light voice, vaguely showing a serious, song September gas will rush out of the haystack, this slag man, still tender to her in the morning, changed his mind when he saw the beauty.

But the body just rushed out half, was Fu Cai, the next words set in the original place.

"But not with you, Miss Liu. I already have someone I like. Blind date is just a form of walking."

It's more or less

Song Jiujiu squatted down again and continued to listen with his mouth curled, which was considered as a man of insight.

Liu Xu's face flashed a trace of surprise, but master Fu told her that Fu Shao didn't like people, and frowned gently.

Her whole person is just like her name, with a delicate aesthetic feeling and gentle temperament. She is more like a lady than Sheng Lan Shan.

"Miss Song, the boss told you not to squat down, be careful of leg numbness, let me send you back."