"Then -" Lou tianqin raised his finger.

Jiang Xiaomi pulls on the call button while breathing.

"Ah -" no one spoke, only the chief editor changed his tune.

Jiang Xiaomi couldn't bear to roar: "if you don't stop, I'll call the police."

Mrs. Zhang sneered: "little bitch, do you understand French?"

Jiang Xiaomi is holding the phone, because he is too strong, his fingertips have turned white.

"I'll give you three minutes. If you don't come, I'll give him one hand."

The phone had hung up, and she didn't mean to put it down. Lou tianqin impatiently kicked the edge of the tea table, indicating that she continued to eat.

Jiang Xiaomi looks back, as if in a desperate situation, and suddenly smashes his cell phone into his face. The man's eyes shrink and his head turns to one side. At this time, the little woman has run to the door.

Unfortunately

Jiang Xiaomi looked at the door with no handle in despair and kicked it several times: "open the door Open the door... "

"I think you are tired of living." The voice of the people behind them is not very undulating, even with a little pity.

Jiang Xiaomi stops kicking the door and turns around stiffly.

She did not dare to look at the man's expression at this time, but staring at his shoes.

There was a moment of silence

"Please I'll eat it when I get back, OK? "

Growing up in an orphanage, she pays more attention to dignity than anyone else. She remembers that the dean said that you should be grateful for other people's gifts, but most of the gifts are based on pity. You should keep your dignity, or you will be really miserable.

Because of this sentence, even if you only eat steamed bread and pepper every day, you don't ask others to borrow a cent.

Now, she has given up the bottom line she has held for many years, just to win a little sympathy.

……

The middle-aged man knelt down and murmured blood dripping from his face like a man.

"She's not like that You are mistaken. "

Mrs. Zhang is sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. The first impression of this woman is that she has four words: pearly.

Leopard print suit, hand, neck, ear As long as you can wear it, it's almost shiny. With Mr. Zhang's financial resources, you can't afford such a huge expense. Obviously, Mrs. Zhang is definitely more capable than her husband.

"There are thirty seconds left. If you don't come again, your hand will stay in France."

On one side, Mr. Zhang is no better than the editor in chief. The only difference is that the injured position is not the face.

The color of his bath towel is crisscross, and there are many lashes on his body.

The editor in chief also defended Jiang Xiaomi: "wrong, Mrs. Zhang, you are absolutely wrong."

Jiang Xiaomi went to work in his hands as soon as she graduated. She knew what her personality was. After talking about her boyfriend for several years, she just held hands and didn't even kiss her. She's full of stars to make a lot of money. How can she hook up with others.

Besides, don't they just know each other? How could they be pregnant for several months?

Mr. Zhang said hoarsely: "wife, it's not what you think. She came to me on her own initiative, and I didn't promise to call for revenge."

"Shut up." Mrs. Zhang looked at her watch. "Time's up. Cut off his hand."

"Ah, don't Help Jiang Xiaomi Son of a bitch, if you don't support me for the rest of your life, I'll kill you... "

Bang Bang At the critical moment, the door slammed violently.

"Open the door!" The voice outside the door was full of breath.

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