The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

In a short time, the whole city of Los Angeles learned about this incident of the Sheng family, especially the news that Mr. Sheng had been hospitalized. I heard that the company and the old house of the Sheng family were now taken care of by illegitimate children.

At the beginning, we still held a skeptical attitude, but it was not until someone in the hospital spread the news that Mr. Sheng was in hospital, and the people believed it completely.

Nowadays, there is not much tolerance for illegitimate children in this society, especially those big families in Los Angeles, which represents a shame.

It's really a pity that Sheng's family is in charge of by illegitimate children.

It was only the next day that song September learned about the news. With a tick in his mouth, the play inside the Sheng family was completely finished. Sheng Jue took over the Sheng family and didn't know what to do next.

She took a look at Fu Tsai next to her. After all, Fu Tsai said that Sheng Jue was a very ambitious person. Now that the other party has owned the Sheng family, is he going to infiltrate his influence into other places.

A smile flashed in Fu Tsai's eyes.

"In a short period of time, he should not have any other actions. Now the Sheng family can't stand the trouble. Sheng Jue is ambitious, but he is also a smart man."

Fu Tsai said so.

Song Jiujiu nods. At least she doesn't have to worry about the Sheng family's tactics against her any more, because Sheng Lanshan is not afraid at all. If she leaves the status of Miss Shengjia, she is just an ordinary person with a raised eyebrow.

"At the last exhibition, they worked together to deal with themselves. They should have thought of such a day."

"Well, don't think about it."

Fu Tsai patted her on the head. The man mentioned the exhibition, but he forgot to do something. He got up and took his coat and put it between his elbows.

"Where are you going?"

Song Jiujiu frowned and looked at the dark sky outside. I don't know what this man is going to do. It seems that he doesn't work overtime today.

"Something's going on. I'll be back later. You'll stay at home."

Fu Tsai said and went out of the door. After getting on the car, he took his mobile phone and made a call to Shen Bai.

Seeing Fu Tsai's Caller ID, Shen Bai knew that he had to give an account of what had happened that day. He had no expression on his face. He put down the matter at hand and went directly to the rooftop where two people often met.

That place was his site at the beginning. It was one of the earliest hotels he bought. It was the tallest building in Los Angeles.

The top floor is the place he specially left for himself. He has a good view of almost all the scenery of Los Angeles. Every time he is in a bad mood, he is used to going to that place, even if he stays for a while.

Later Fu Tsai found it occasionally, and it became the secret of two people.

When Shen Bai arrived, Fu Tsai had not arrived.

He put a tin of beer he bought at his feet and pressed a button on the wall. The wall slowly rose up, revealing a layer of transparent glass, skyscrapers and neon lights.

He opened a can of beer and took a sip. His mouth was a little bitter. He probably knew what Fu Tsai would ask.

At this time, he was a little timid, as if he tried every means to hide the secret, suddenly exposed in the sun, more or less at a loss.

When Fu Tsai arrived, there were already many empty pots beside his white feet. His brow frowned for a moment and walked slowly.

"Here you are."

Shen Baitou didn't return. He threw his empty can at his feet and put his hands on the railing. His eyes were silent. He looked at the scenery outside quietly. It was the first time for them to be so silent.

Fu Tsai's brow frowned more and more tight, originally he was not very sure, but saw this person's expression, now is completely certain.

"When did it start?"

Shen Bai gave a low smile and raised his eyes lazily.

"I don't know. It's been many years."

Fu Tsai's pupil shrinks. It should be said that this man is hiding well, or that he is too careless, and he has not noticed this.

"Does Xia Bing know?"

Shen Bai nodded and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. He took out one of his fingers and handed it to Fu Tsai next to him. After he lowered his head to light it, he took a puff and puffed out the smoke ring skillfully.

Fuyang took the cigarette, suddenly some anger in his heart, pinched it and threw it into the garbage can.

"So that's why you helped Xia Bing frame up song Jiujiu?"

because of Shen Bai's smoking, there was some misty smoke in this place. He couldn't even see his eyebrows and eyes, and he didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face.

He did not speak or had nothing to say, because he did keep silent at that time. He clearly knew what kind of trouble song September would bring if he kept silent, but he still did.

Human nature is a terrible thing.

"You should be glad that you finally said a few words for song September. Shen Bai, I thought that no matter what, you would not do anything to hurt song September, but now it seems that I am wrong."Fu Tsai's voice was a little ironic. Not long ago, he said to song Jiujiu that Shen Bai would not hurt her. At most, he would keep silent. However, the silence that day had already hurt song September. If his grandfather was not at the scene, song Jiujiu would certainly suffer.

He is not so generous to forgive those who hurt song September.

Shen Bai bent over and took two cans of new beer from the ground, and handed one to Fu Tsai.

"It's an apology. No more."

Fu Tsai snorted coldly, reached out to take the beer, two people clinked glasses, turned to look outside.

Fu Tsai wants to tell Shen Bai that Xia Bing has changed or her nature has been exposed. She is not worthy of Shen Bai's love for so many years.

But the deeper some feelings are, the deeper the proof is.

Shen white eyes suddenly some red, some things others can not understand, and some grievances can only bear by themselves.

The next two people do not speak, this matter can be regarded as turning the page, Shen Bai knows Fu Tsai's temperament.

Song September is the man he holds in his heart. He won't allow others to frame him one after another. This time, he can forgive himself. It's probably that two people have known each other for so many years, and he knows his temperament.

There were more and more empty cans under the ground. Fu Tsai reached out and rubbed his temple. Seeing the completely dark sky outside, Fu Tsai frowned. He suddenly thought that song Jiujiu was still waiting at home, took his coat and turned down the stairs.

Only Shen Bai was still in this place. When he saw the cigarette in the garbage can, a smile flashed in his eyes and threw all the empty cans at his feet in it.

After Fu Tsai went downstairs, he looked up at the hotel. If he remembered correctly, many years ago, when everyone was a child, Xia Bing said that he liked high houses and hoped to buy the highest hotel in Los Angeles when he grew up.