Song Zicheng!Don't Ah!Huang Yuru felt the movement and desire deep in her heart, and the depths of her body began to be sore and soft, unable to hold back, her pink face was flushed, and she panted slightly, and she wanted to shrink her hand in panic, but he grabbed it tightly and pressed it on the tent he had raised high. Wherever she started, she could clearly feel his huge and hardness through the clothes.
She didn't know when Song Zicheng's zipper was pulled open, and Song Zicheng's penis had actually entered the control of her jade hand. Huang Yuru was shy, timid, emotionally stroking it skillfully, with blood gushing, and hideous face. Her long-lost manly characteristics exuded a strong masculine aura, which made Huang Yuru a little dizzy and her brain was blank.
However, just such an understatement could satisfy Song Zicheng's high desire. His lustful hand had already penetrated into her short skirt and slit it straight between her thighs, rubbing the mature beauty's thighs almost wildly.
Huang Yuru bent down in panic, trying to get rid of his lustful hands, but she clearly felt that his lustful hands had pressed on her plump meat mound, massaged and kneaded her valley.
Huang Yuru twisted her delicate body and tried to struggle to push away Song Zicheng's arms, but she clearly felt that Song Zicheng's fingers had entered her petal forbidden area from the edge of her black lace panties.
Ah, don’t Ah, Song Zicheng!Huang Yuru moaned a long time, twisting stopped, struggle stopped, and her jade hand stopped. She collapsed softly and weakly in his arms, allowing him to move up and do whatever he wants, and humiliate him unscrupulously.
What is terrible is that she has already gurgled spring water and the valley is muddy. What is even more terrible is that at some point, Song Zicheng has picked her up and placed it on the sofa next to her.
She lay soft and weak on the sofa, and even separated her two snow-white legs, making Song Zicheng deeper, more convenient, more at will, and more willing to do whatever she wants. She actually squirmed her plump buttocks gently, bent her fingers to face his fingers, and she could only pant and moan helplessly: Song Zicheng, don't Ah!Don't do this!It's really not possible, please let me go.
Huang Yuru was intoxicated and felt a chill on her chest. The armpits of the short skirt and the buttons on the neckline had been unbuttoned at some point. The bra could not cover her snow-white, plump and round breasts. Even the protrusions of the two cherries were vaguely visible. She hesitated and confused, watching him slowly push the bra up. Then, Song Zicheng opened his mouth and put the snow-white, towering and roughly into his mouth, kissed, sucked, and bitten almost roughly.
Huang Yuru suddenly leaned her head back, hugging his head tightly with her hands, as if she wanted to integrate Song Zicheng into her soft breasts. Her beautiful face was twisted, which was pain, humiliation, and even more comfortable pleasure, spreading from everywhere in her body to the depths of her body.
Under Song Zicheng's teasing, Huang Yuru was panting, and from time to time he stretched out her small fragrant tongue to lick her slightly opened cherry lips, as if she was very hungry, her red skin was covered with thin beads of sweat, and she looked even more crystal clear as jade. Her slender waist was swinging like a snake, catering to Song Zicheng's caress. Her round and straight slender legs were slowly wrapped around each other, as if she was still enjoying the pleasure.
Song Zicheng pulled off Huang Yuru's black lace panties, held her hands high and separated her snow-white plump round and slender thighs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, and milky white stilettos hung on her feet. Song Zicheng pressed Huang Yuru under her, pressing against her gully valley and grinding her. He felt that the stream was already gurgling inside, and he roared and said with a muffled roar: My dear Yuru, the great secretary, you are about to enter your flesh hole as you look at me!After saying that, his waist was thrust, and the hard and huge creature was unstoppable and inserted it to the end.
Don't Ah, Song Zicheng, Ah!Huang Yuru watched Song Zicheng's huge purple glans first bumped and grinded her petals, and then suddenly broke through with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid. The majestic and hard giant actually penetrated into her flower path and penetrated to the end. The first time it was wild and directly hit her flower center. She made her pant and moan quickly. The flower path was full and full, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
Song Zicheng enjoyed the plump, delicate, smooth and soft flower path between Huang Yuru's legs. The hard giant mob was joking upwards, which made Huang Yuru's smooth and soft snow-white and black and white seductive pink hips tremble. Song Zicheng pulled his body vigorously, pulled out, and then rushed into the bottom quickly. The turbulent sound of the spring water made a turbulent and pleasant sound.
Song Zicheng!You're too big!Don't insert Ah in!Huang Yuru panted and murmured. She had already accepted her fate now, but it was difficult for her to adapt to Song Zicheng's big cock invasion.
Huang Yuru, what's mine too big?Don't insert Ah in my case?Song Zicheng smiled and stroked the mature woman's plump and white breasts, her waist twitched wildly and violently, wishing she could penetrate Huang Yuru's soft body.
Ah!Song Zicheng!Don’t humiliate others like this!You're too deep!I have touched other people's fickleness!Ah Huang Yuru's smooth and soft nipples were thrust up inspiration, her hair swayed indulgently, and her snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings were raised and wrapped around Song Zicheng's waist and hips, panting and moaning.
Your body now belongs to me, and your people now belong to me!Your flesh hole is so moist, warm, smooth and delicate. Does the eldest secretary feel comfortable?Do you think it feels so good to be fucked by a man?Do I want me to use more force?Song Zicheng smiled and pulled his body hard and violently hit Huang Yuru's plump and fleshy body, while whispering the lyrics and slandering words to humiliate Huang Yuru's resentful and empty spring heart.
Ah!Song Zicheng, you are too big!Too deep!It belongs to you now!You have taken Huang Yuru's life!Huang Yuru's eyebrows and eyes were filled with spring, panting, and moaning in dissolutely, waves of tides hit her body and mind.
Yuru, my Yuru, is it comfortable?Yuru, my Yuru, call me husband!quick!Song Zicheng showed a smug smile. His buttocks kept shaking rapidly. He also kneaded Huang Yuru's white and plump breasts with both hands. His fingertips gently scratched the cherry-like nipples, his lips also leaned against Huang Yuru's white neck, and licked the delicate and small ear holes.
Then Song Zicheng held Huang Yuru and sucked and bit her plump and white breasts in one mouthful, grabbed the plump and towering breasts with one hand and kneaded them to change various shapes. His waist was pulled a lot, and his penis was pulled out vigorously and quickly and vigorously. In addition to sweet words and sweet words, the most important thing to deal with the mature and beautiful woman who was like a wolf and a tiger was to completely conquer the body and mind of the mature and beautiful woman with her huge and hard strength. Song Zicheng was waving an unparalleled behemoth and ravaging Huang Yuru's empty and resentful flower path.
Huang Yuru is so happy that she is crazy; you should know that she always acts very arrogant in the company on weekdays, but since her divorce, she has not had sex for many years, so she has never really enjoyed the ecstasy taste. At this moment, Song Zicheng's superb sexual skills are really developing another new world for her life.
What’s strange is that I don’t feel ashamed, but instead feels a wonderful feeling of being abused and humiliated.
All kinds of debauchery in her heart were rushing out like a tiger out of the gate.
She couldn't help but wonder in her heart whether she was actually a lewd woman, otherwise why would she feel excited at this moment?
Huang Yuru seemed to have entered a paradise of pleasure, time was completely still, and only infinite happiness was left.
Ah, Song Zicheng, husband, you are going to break my flesh hole, I am going to die.Huang Yuru was already full of spring, with spring wafts, and her body was sore and numb, hard to hold back, soft and weak. She only knew that she could no longer help but let him kiss, caress, rub and rub every inch of snow-white and plump skin that invaded her body. One after another, a stream of extremely smooth pleasure rushed to the limbs of the secretary. Huang Yuru's delicate face was filled with red clouds, her face was full of spring, her beautiful eyes were squinted, her red lips opened and gasped quickly, and she moaned unrestrainedly.
Song Zicheng, he is about to fly Ah.Huang Yuru's comfortable cheeks were as red as jade, with spring colors, her eyes slightly opened, her cherry mouth was only open, and the sound of orioles was endless. She held up two snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings tightly wrapped around Song Zicheng's waist and hips, her willow waist and pink hips, indulging in love, and indulging in her body, she suddenly stretched her toes straight, her plump and white body trembled sharply, the corridor tightened and spasmed, and the spring tide gushed out.
Song Zicheng was sprinting with all his strength, intoxicated by Huang Yuru's usual dignified and noble appearance, and the spoiled water sprayed by the eldest secretary was stimulated on the glans, and he could no longer control it. His waist and eyes numb. The giant thing expanded and shook violently in the depths of Huang Yuru's vagina. Then, like a volcano erupted, the hot magma was sprayed violently on Huang Yuru's vagina, making Huang Yuru's body tremble and convulsed again and climbed to the peak of sex.
Yuru, you are so beautiful!From now on, I want you to be both my woman and my good secretary, okay?Song Zicheng hugged Huang Yuru's plump and seductive pink body, caressing her plump and soft voice.
Song Zicheng, you are so awesome.Huang Yuru leaned against Song Zicheng's chest, caressing his broad and strong chest, and said coquettishly, "There is no image of a smart and powerful secretary at this moment."
Yuru, do you like my strength?Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's delicate hand and pressed it on his big cock and teased softly, Huang Yuru, how is my comparison with your husband?
Huang Yuru glared at Song Zicheng with silky eyes, gently caressing her, even after the battle, she was still much thicker than her ex-husband, and she shook her beautiful hands without losing her majesty. She couldn't let go of her hands and rubbed his and mushroom heads, and said coquettishly: Song Zicheng, you are too much, you think you can bully me like this if you get me.
Bullying you?How dare I bully our great secretary Ah, I just want to love you well for a while. Song Zicheng stroked and kneaded Huang Yuru's snow-white and plump breasts, bited her white and soft earlobes and teased in a low voice.
Song Zicheng, I really can't do it anymore. Please spare me, you have swollen me there.I can help you solve it.Huang Yuru spat coquettishly, and saw Huang Yuru caressing Song Zicheng's chest and slowly squirming her body lying on Song Zicheng's thighs. She raised her head and glared at Song Zicheng with shyness and resentment, then lowered her head and opened her bright and shiny cherry mouth and took it in. Her delicate hands caressed his cock, sucking and spitting a few times, and then stretched out her sweet and smooth tongue to Song Zicheng's behemoth, and her sweet and smooth tongue touched Song Zicheng's glans and the extremely sensitive crown groove.
Song Zicheng couldn't help but breathe quickly. Huang Yuru stopped teasing and teasing. She hugged Song Zicheng's buttocks with both hands, opened her cherry mouth and swallowed the man's huge creature and sucked hard. She watched Song Zicheng's big cock swell to the extreme, her blood gushed, her veins swelling, and her hard standing tall.
Seeing the arrogant and cold secretary having such elegant hair willingly giving him a blowjob, Song Zicheng couldn't help but feel the itching mixed with a strong refreshment. He couldn't help but breathe heavily, moaned, and his body trembled slightly.
Song Zicheng held her butterfly head, swung her waist, pulled vigorously, thrusting in and out, and continuously thrusting. Huang Yuru held her cock tightly, making a hazy humming sound in and out, and Song Zicheng felt itchy and numb. For a moment, the huge object was covered with her saliva, which was so shiny that it was very exciting.
Song Zicheng was so excited that he pressed Huang Yuru's head and thrusted continuously.
Until Song Zicheng couldn't stand it, so he pushed Huang Yuru directly on the sofa, and his plump and round buttocks raised high and shyly and helplessly.
Song Zicheng unscrupulously stroked and kneaded the plump and round buttocks of mature and beautiful Huang Yuru, which was snow-white, soft and elastic. Her lustful hands teased her wet petals in the valley. Huang Yuru was so teased by Song Zicheng that she couldn't help but panted.
This time, Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's big butt and stepped forward and entered her flower path from behind. She moaned uncontrollably.
This feeling is indeed a taboo of excitement, enjoyment and ambiguousness, as if electric currents spread throughout the body from the place.
Song Zicheng pressed down on mature Huang Yuru's plump and round buttocks and violently hit her plump pussy.
Huang Yuru turned her head, looked at Song Zicheng with blurred eyes, and moaned and said angrily, Song Zicheng, you are so bad!Come and bully others again!Ah, so deep Ah!Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's snow-white and round buttocks, and his waist thrust vigorously, slapped and hit her beautiful buttocks hard, and he went deep into the flower path, stirring her like a turbulent sea.
While the two were lingering passionately, suddenly the office door was pushed open. It turned out that colleagues from the group headquarters rushed in. They all showed extremely surprised expressions when they saw the scene in front of them.
Ah, don't Ah.Huang Yuru was immediately embarrassed and annoyed, and woke up from the dream. She suddenly realized that Shi Nanke had sweat all over her body, and the base of her thighs had already become wet, and her vagina was even more itchy. Thinking of the ecstasy look that was fucked by Song Zicheng in her dream, Huang Yuru felt a complicated feeling in her heart. How could she dream of such a ridiculous dream?
In the shoe and socks factory, Qin Lan knocked on the office door of the factory director Hu Qinglai uneasy. In the morning, she had just arrived at the logistics department office for a while and received a call from the factory office, saying that the factory director had something to ask her to go there.
Qin Lan didn't know why Hu Qing came to find her. Maybe it was because of Hu Liang's affairs. More than ten days had passed since the incident that night. She didn't know if Hu Liang had recovered in the hospital. She even had the idea of going out to see Hu Liang, but it was soon dispelled. It was useless to sympathize with some people.
Especially when he thought that if Song Zicheng had not shown up in time that night, he would not know what kind of consequence he would have encountered, Qin Lan completely lost sympathy for Hu Liang. It would be better for such a scumbag to disappear from this world.
When he came in, Hu Qinglai's majestic voice came from the office. Qin Lan pushed open the door and walked in, asking nervously, "Do you have something to ask me for?"
When Hu Qinglai saw that it was Qin Lan, his face changed, and he showed a warm smile. He asked Qin Lan to sit down attentively, rubbed his hands and asked Qin Lan whether he was still adapting or whether he had any difficulties. Qin Lan answered one by one, feeling that Hu Qinglai was completely asking for nothing.
Finally, Hu Qinglai had nothing to ask, and coughed and said with some difficulty: Qin Lan Ah, I have heard of some things. There was some misunderstanding between you and Hu Liang. No, it was Hu Liang who did something that hurt you. I also felt that Hu Liang did too much.
Originally, I didn't want to worry about this matter, but my lover talked about this in my ear every day. Do you know that women sometimes just mess around and are unreasonable. I'm not saying you Ah, haha, I'm saying this again. Hu Liang has been in the hospital for a while. I think the lesson he has learned is almost done. You can ask Young Master Song to have a love affair, so let him go.
It turned out that Hu Qinglai was here to plead for Hu Liang. Qin Lan felt relieved, but she was confused again. Since Hu Liang had been sent to the hospital for treatment, it means that Song Zicheng will no longer pursue this matter. Why would Hu Qinglai still make herself and Song Zicheng plead for mercy? She didn't know that Song Zicheng arranged for someone to torture Hu Liang in the hospital.
Seeing Qin Lan's face ignorant, Hu Qinglai sighed inwardly, not knowing what evil his nephew had committed. He teased Qin Lan by a tragic devil, but he caused a demon. It is said that Song Zicheng is Qin Lan's cousin, but Hu Qinglai didn't believe it. If Song Zicheng was really Qin Lan's relative, how could he let his cousin stay in such a broken place with his ability?
However, he didn't dare to guess what the relationship between Song Zicheng and Qin Lan was. He just wanted to let Qin Lan and Song Zicheng have a love affair, so that Hu Liang could be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, and he could also get relief from his wife's nagging, otherwise he would really not be able to live this life.
Although he was very reluctant, under Hu Qinglai's hard request, Qin Lan reluctantly agreed to the other party's request and agreed to plead with Song Zicheng and let him let Hu Liang go.
However, Qin Lan immediately regretted leaving the factory director's office. It was not because she promised the factory director to let Hu Liang go. In fact, when she saw Hu Liang being beaten unconscious, Qin Lan felt that the holiday between him and Hu Liang had become even. As long as Hu Liang did not continue to harass him, she would not hold on.
But what made her feel embarrassed was that she had just expressed her attitude with Song Zicheng to keep a distance from the other party, but now she wanted to let Hu Liang go. You should know that Song Zicheng dealt with Hu Liang entirely because of her own reasons.
Thinking of everything Song Zicheng had done in the past, Qin Lan felt a little uncomfortable. There was nothing wrong with Song Zicheng loving him, and there was nothing wrong with rejecting him. The mistake was that he was already a married man and could no longer accept the other party's feelings.
But people are not cold machines. Even though Qin Lan can understand that doing this is right, she cannot let herself go completely. Especially during this period, Wu Yong always stays at night and is busy with his career. Qin Lan also feels dissatisfied with Wu Yong and wants to find someone to tell him. But after thinking about it, he actually thinks that Song Zicheng is the most suitable candidate, so he has to give up this idea.
Until Qin Lan returned to the office, she did not make up her mind to contact Song Zicheng. She was afraid that once she heard Song Zicheng's voice again, she would not be able to help but give up the determination she had finally made and let her persistence be ruined.
Qin Lan was in a state of confusion when suddenly her cell phone rang, but it was a call from her sister Qin Yue, saying that the school was going to hold a summer passion dance competition. She decided to sign up and ask Qin Lan to come and cheer her up at that time, and ask colleagues from the unit to help her vote.
Qin Lan was not very enthusiastic about these games, but she couldn't resist her sister's plea and agreed to watch her game. Thinking of his relationship with Song Zicheng, she suddenly had an idea in her heart and her phone number.
After reporting the phone number to her, she was a little surprised. She didn't know what Qin Lan had to do with her, but Qin Lan asked him to send a message to Song Zicheng, asking Song Zicheng to let Hu Liang go. Without further ado, Song Zicheng naturally understood.
Although she was confused, she did not dare to neglect her words. She quickly agreed and put down the phone and found countless mysteries in her heart. What is Qin Yue's sister's relationship with her cousin? Why didn't she contact her cousin directly but wanted to send a message to her? Who is that Hu Liang? Why did she offend her cousin? Why did Qin Lan plead for him?
Although I had many questions, I quickly called Song Zicheng and told Qin Lan's words to his cousin intact. Song Zicheng just said kindness and said nothing, and hung up the phone when he was in school.
He quickly put this matter behind his mind. He is now busy canvassing votes for Qin Yue. The school has caused a sensation in the dance competition. I heard that the champion not only has a generous reward but also has priority contracts with the sponsor's company. So no matter whether he can dance or not, most girls signed up for the competition.
The first level is naturally the audition. Each contestant must improvise a dance that he is best at, so that the judges will decide whether to eliminate or enter the next round. It can be said that most of the contestants who are just filling in the numbers fall down at this level, and Qin Yue naturally entered the next round smoothly.
It has been relatively formal since the second round, and the venue has been changed from the school's gymnasium to a small auditorium. The reporters from Jiangcheng TV have also been in place, preparing to shoot some exciting clips and edit them into news broadcasts.
The judges’ right to decide whether the contestants will stay or not, and the candidates who pass the test must be determined based on the results of the mobile phone voting.
This not only tests the contestant's dance skills, but also puts forward requirements for the contestant's usual popularity. Basically, everyone is desperately trying to canvass votes, calling their relatives and friends to vote for themselves, and even private transactions of spending money to buy tickets.
The even bolder girl actually found a single judge's teacher, implying that she could accompany the other party to bed in exchange for her qualifications to pass the test. However, most of the judges were teachers and professors from the dance academy, so there was no scandal for the moment.
Of course, he knew that the sponsor of the dance competition was the Emperor Investment Group, but he did not dare to ask Song Zicheng for help because of this. After all, it was for these private matters that Zhang Lin had an objection to his mother, and in the end he did not interact with each other. He did not want to make his cousin embarrassed for this, but he did not know that Song Zicheng had made arrangements in secret.
So in order to allow Qin Yue to pass the test smoothly, she had to mobilize her personal connections and desperately canvass her votes. She didn't know how many meals she had just invited others to dinner these days.
These actions were done behind Qin Yue's back. Qin Yue was very confident in his strength. There were very few people who could compete with him in school, and he turned against him.
The move of sending the message was a little helpless. I knew that the other party didn't want to have any direct contact with me anymore. I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and didn't know what the meaning of these things I did.
In life, if you can't be with the person you like, even if you give it to yourself, what's the use of giving it to yourself? Song Zicheng is not the kind of person who can sacrifice his personal feelings for his career. Moreover, he doesn't need to start from scratch with his father to work hard again now. As long as he doesn't make trouble and can safely defend his father's country, he can guarantee his lifetime of glory and wealth.
Thinking of Hu Liang who was still lying in the hospital, Song Zicheng called Yu Wei and asked about the other party's situation. Since the last time he had a conflict with Lu Xiaolou at the Descartes Restaurant Bar, Song Zicheng and Yu Wei have gradually become more and more exchanges. Maybe they had experienced hardships and hardships.
After Song Zicheng slapped Lu Xiaolou in the face, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have turned against the other party so nakedly, but after that, Lu Xiaolou seemed to disappear and showed no sign of a counterattack. Even Yu Wei was not harassed.
Perhaps Lu Xiaolou weighed the pros and cons and felt that it was unworthy to have a breakup with him. After all, his father was nervously operating the throne of the municipal party secretary. Any small variable could make Zhao Jiuxiang waste all his efforts. At this time, Lu Xiaolou had to choose to act in a low-key manner.
Knowing that Hu Liang's life in the hospital was very miserable and kept shouting that he would be discharged from the hospital, Song Zicheng showed a cruel smile on his lips. All his unhappiness seemed to no longer exist. He called A Bao and told him a few words. Even if Qin Lan was unwilling to see her, she had to care about her words.
When Yu Wei announced that Hu Liang could be discharged from the hospital, Hu Liang couldn't help but burst into tears. It was so fucking difficult. No one knew what life he was going to live these days. Every day, the little nurse who was like a vixen was wandering in front of him, letting his wounds be removed and cut, and it was almost turned into a sieve.
Hu Liang took his own things and walked out of the gate of the Independent Hospital, looking at the blue sky and breathing the dirty air outside. Hu Liang never felt that life was so beautiful. It turned out that living was just so simple was also a kind of happiness. Qin Lan, Song Zicheng was thrown behind him. He wanted to yell happily now, and I, Hu Liang, are back.
However, before Hu Liang could shout out, a worn-out van drove over the asphalt road in front of him. The body was covered with oil stains and mud, and even the license plate number was not clear. Black smoke was sprayed out from the trachea at the tail of the car, making people feel that it would die in the next moment.
Although it was just an ordinary van that could not be more ordinary, Hu Liang's face suddenly changed. Of course, he remembered this van, which suddenly appeared in front of him and a few brothers that night, brought him endless pain and unrememberable fear. It was a devil car from hell.
A Bao walked out of the van and saw Hu Liang standing there with a panic looking like he wanted to run but didn't dare to. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother, I'm recovering well and look very good, so we, Young Master Song, will be relieved. Look at how much he misses you. He also sent me to pick you up in his busy schedule. Why are you still standing there? Get in the car quickly."
Hu Liang knelt down for Abao with a plop and said tremblingly, "Brother, everything is my fault. I have completely reflected on this period. I will never dare to do the right thing with Young Master Song again. Qin Lan is my dear aunt. If you ask Young Master Song for love, just spare me this time."
According to A Bao's meaning, Hu Liang's torture was almost the same. If he had been himself, he might not have been able to withstand such a test. Yu Wei was still really a traitor. She dressed up in different ways every day, hoping to let Hu Liang die in the hospital. Her skin and her unbearable waist made A Bao feel a little itchy when she looked at her.
However, this girl didn't seem to know how she got along with Song Zicheng, and Abao could only think about it in his heart. She turned around and asked her old lover to vent her anger. Damn, as a man, you still have to learn from Young Master Song, and you don't have to do anything at all. This beautiful girl automatically posted it up, which was so domineering.
Seeing Hu Liang crying, tears and snot all over his nose. Whether it is true or false, Abao was willing to let him go for this acting skill, but Song Zicheng had to listen to his explanation, waved his hand behind him, and immediately got up two young men in their early twenties and pulled Hu Liang into the van. The van sprayed a stream of black smoke, let out a scream, and galloped away.
In the second floor window of the hospital inpatient building, a pretty face that was very happy and angry was revealed. Yu Wei looked at the van disappearing into the alley not far away, but she felt indescribable. Although she hated Hu Liang's character very much, she still felt a trace of sympathy that she should not have when she saw Hu Liang being taken away by that big man.
Maybe Hu Liang deserves to die, but what Yu Wei hopes is to let him accept a fair judgment and let the law punish all his crimes, rather than using violence to punish him privately. Fighting violence with violence cannot solve the problem.
However, Yu Wei also knew that her thoughts might just be a beautiful fantasy. In reality, people like Hu Liang can often be rampant and escape legal sanctions with the other party's various social networks, which made a just person like Yu Wei sigh.
I'm afraid that only Song Zicheng can destroy the other person's arrogance and let Hu Liang get the retribution he deserves. Thinking of the arrogant man Song Zicheng beat him in the bar that day, Yu Wei was even more moved. If such a man didn't act quickly, he might be snatched away by someone else.
Three days later, Hu Liang was found in a garbage station near a community. He was only a small piece of women's underwear, holding a leather whip in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and occasionally making a nerve-wrenching sharp laugh, which made people shudder. No one knew what he had experienced in the past three days of disappearance.
But soon after, Hu Liang often saw him appearing in famous gay clubs in Jiangcheng.
Sponsored by Tianzi Investment Group, hosted by Luoshen Culture Media Company, a subsidiary of Jiangcheng University, and co-organized by Jiangcheng University, the rhythmic youth dance competition achieved unexpected results and also had high ratings when broadcast on TV. Everyone usually discusses who can become the final champion.
Several contestants, including Qin Yue, have also become popular candidates for the championship, and have attracted everyone's attention. Many scouts have begun to contact them. However, what those scouts don't know is that all the contestants who entered the top 20 have signed priority cooperation agreements with Luoshen Culture Media Co., Ltd., and the three senior female students who are about to graduate have signed formal contracts and become signed actors of Luoshen Culture.
The Proud Plan of Tianzi Investment Group to support 100 poor college students every year has also received widespread praise from all walks of life and has also received attention from the municipal party committee and government. On the night of the final night of the dance competition, the municipal party secretary and mayor Zhao Jiuxiang and other municipal leaders collectively visited the small auditorium of Jiangcheng University to express their affirmation of Shengtian Group's kindness measures.
Of course, Song Tianwen and Song Zicheng and other senior executives of the Emperor Investment Group also attended the event, and Shengtian Group also gained unprecedented exposure. The event can be said to have achieved a complete success. After the donation ceremony, the city leaders watched the most exciting championship battle.
In the end, Qin Yue narrowly defeated her opponent with a difficult ballet solo dance and became the champion of the university group. Not only did she become a signed actor of Luoshen Culture, but she also received the reward of a luxurious Hainan double-person in-depth tour worth 100,000 yuan, becoming the most dazzling star on the scene.
Then I realized that all this was due to my cousin's arrangement. I couldn't help but feel infinite admiration for Song Zicheng, and I was even more grateful to my cousin. I didn't expect that my cousin planned such a big event in order to help me.
Qin Lan was also shocked. It turned out that she only watched the competition to encourage Qin Yue, but she did not expect that her sister would actually pass the opportunity and finally won the championship. Seeing Qin Yue cheering and dazzling on the stage, she was sincerely happy for her. Her sister was born to belong to this stage, and now her dream has finally come true.
Not far away, in a dark corner of the stage, Gao Pingzheng squatted on the ground without any image and fell asleep soundly, his mouth was wide open. He only went to bed in the middle of the night for several days. He was as energetic as a steel wire, afraid that any accident would occur in the event. This event held his dream for the rest of his life, and now he can finally sleep peacefully.
Liu Lili sat in her large boss chair and admired the dance competition with relish. When she saw Qin Yue finally won the championship, she couldn't help but jumped secretly. Suddenly, she remembered that there was someone else in the room, so she had to suppress her excitement. Now she and Qin Yue are friends with good relationships and often discuss beauty experiences on WeChat. Qin Yue won the championship, and Liu Lili was also happy, thinking about whether to call her and congratulate her.
Not far away, Sui Rong was silently wiping the floor with a rag in her hand. She had already oozed her forehead. She occasionally glanced at the projection screen hanging on the wall, and then lowered her head and did the boring cleaning work seriously. She was not interested in any dance competition. She just wanted to work hard, reduce the burden on her father, and earn some milk powder money for her children.
Watching the Jiangcheng news replayed on TV, Zhao Jiuxiang made a generous speech at the donation ceremony of Emperor Investment Group, praising Emperor Investment Group as an example of Jiangcheng's enterprises. Song Tianwen was quite satisfied, and even thought about his feelings when his first business was successful that year, he finally had someone to succeed.
Once, he neglected his discipline to his son because he was busy with his career. When he woke up, Song Zicheng had become a famous playboy in Jiangcheng. When he was helpless and wanted to give up, Song Zicheng showed his mature and calm side, giving him the biggest surprise.
Maybe Song Zicheng can retire after training for another two or three years. After all, he is already in his sixties, and his energy and memory are getting worse and worse. He is not as good as before. If he does not retreat, it may affect the development of the group.
However, before he retreated, he had to do three things. The first is to help Song Zicheng find a strong political backer. No one can do it in domestic companies. Now the dispute over the top leader of Jiangcheng has not yet been revealed. He dared not easily choose between Tan Zhenglong and Zhao Jiuxiang. He could only settle for the second best and choose Wu Weimin, who has always had a good relationship.
Second, he had to give his brothers who followed him a way out, so that they could give up their positions and make enough space for Song Zicheng to take office. The current society is changing too fast, and he is already a little overwhelmed. Those meritorious ministers are even more arrogant and refuse to continue learning, which has become an obstacle to the development of the enterprise. This offensive thing cannot be left to Song Zicheng.
Third, he had to watch Song Zicheng get married before he could hand over the Emperor Investment Group to his hands with confidence. After all, no matter who gets it, he would immediately receive attention from countless people and would also encounter pressure from all sides. He wanted to choose a capable virtuous supporter for Song Zicheng to prevent him from falling into a woman.
Originally, Song Tianwen planned to do two things together by marrying Wu Weimin, but things didn't go as they wished. Wu Weimin's daughter and Song Zicheng didn't meet each other, and Song Tianwen could not force it. He didn't want his son's marriage to become a naked deal, and finally he and Zhang Lin's current state.
Song Tianwen and Zhang Lin have been separated for more than ten years. The relationship between the two is just maintaining a superficial connection. Song Tianwen will not divorce. For the sake of the group, for Song Zicheng, and for Zhang Lin, he has been following him for so many years without any other intentions. If you talk seriously, you have treated Zhang Lin badly. I don’t know how she survived the lonely nights.
Suddenly, a silence sounded at the door and a figure walked in. Song Tianwen didn't look up and knew that it was Huang Yuru who came in. She was the only one in the company who dared to enter the door without knocking. Even Song Zicheng did not have this qualification. Huang Yuru held a paper bag on Song Tianwen's desk and smiled and said, Mr. Song, this is a photo of you taking a photo with the city leader last night. I have sent someone to wash it out. If you think it's appropriate, I will make someone enlarge it and hang it in your office.
After Huang Yuru left, Song Tianwen took out the photos from the paper bag and looked at them one by one. However, he did not intend to hang out these photos. The Emperor Investment Group no longer needed such superficial display, but wanted to take root in people's hearts. Suddenly, Song Tianwen's eyes fell on a group photo, where he leaned against a young girl with a sweet smile. The girl's two slender and white legs were very eye-catching.
Song Tianwen couldn't help but squint his eyes. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this girl was the champion of this dance competition. She seemed to be named Qin Yue. Looking at the girl's youthful smiling face, Song Tianwen felt that there was something in her heart that seemed to be Cute, which was very similar to the feeling she felt when she first met Zhang Lin.
She didn't know when Song Zicheng's zipper was pulled open, and Song Zicheng's penis had actually entered the control of her jade hand. Huang Yuru was shy, timid, emotionally stroking it skillfully, with blood gushing, and hideous face. Her long-lost manly characteristics exuded a strong masculine aura, which made Huang Yuru a little dizzy and her brain was blank.
However, just such an understatement could satisfy Song Zicheng's high desire. His lustful hand had already penetrated into her short skirt and slit it straight between her thighs, rubbing the mature beauty's thighs almost wildly.
Huang Yuru bent down in panic, trying to get rid of his lustful hands, but she clearly felt that his lustful hands had pressed on her plump meat mound, massaged and kneaded her valley.
Huang Yuru twisted her delicate body and tried to struggle to push away Song Zicheng's arms, but she clearly felt that Song Zicheng's fingers had entered her petal forbidden area from the edge of her black lace panties.
Ah, don’t Ah, Song Zicheng!Huang Yuru moaned a long time, twisting stopped, struggle stopped, and her jade hand stopped. She collapsed softly and weakly in his arms, allowing him to move up and do whatever he wants, and humiliate him unscrupulously.
What is terrible is that she has already gurgled spring water and the valley is muddy. What is even more terrible is that at some point, Song Zicheng has picked her up and placed it on the sofa next to her.
She lay soft and weak on the sofa, and even separated her two snow-white legs, making Song Zicheng deeper, more convenient, more at will, and more willing to do whatever she wants. She actually squirmed her plump buttocks gently, bent her fingers to face his fingers, and she could only pant and moan helplessly: Song Zicheng, don't Ah!Don't do this!It's really not possible, please let me go.
Huang Yuru was intoxicated and felt a chill on her chest. The armpits of the short skirt and the buttons on the neckline had been unbuttoned at some point. The bra could not cover her snow-white, plump and round breasts. Even the protrusions of the two cherries were vaguely visible. She hesitated and confused, watching him slowly push the bra up. Then, Song Zicheng opened his mouth and put the snow-white, towering and roughly into his mouth, kissed, sucked, and bitten almost roughly.
Huang Yuru suddenly leaned her head back, hugging his head tightly with her hands, as if she wanted to integrate Song Zicheng into her soft breasts. Her beautiful face was twisted, which was pain, humiliation, and even more comfortable pleasure, spreading from everywhere in her body to the depths of her body.
Under Song Zicheng's teasing, Huang Yuru was panting, and from time to time he stretched out her small fragrant tongue to lick her slightly opened cherry lips, as if she was very hungry, her red skin was covered with thin beads of sweat, and she looked even more crystal clear as jade. Her slender waist was swinging like a snake, catering to Song Zicheng's caress. Her round and straight slender legs were slowly wrapped around each other, as if she was still enjoying the pleasure.
Song Zicheng pulled off Huang Yuru's black lace panties, held her hands high and separated her snow-white plump round and slender thighs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, and milky white stilettos hung on her feet. Song Zicheng pressed Huang Yuru under her, pressing against her gully valley and grinding her. He felt that the stream was already gurgling inside, and he roared and said with a muffled roar: My dear Yuru, the great secretary, you are about to enter your flesh hole as you look at me!After saying that, his waist was thrust, and the hard and huge creature was unstoppable and inserted it to the end.
Don't Ah, Song Zicheng, Ah!Huang Yuru watched Song Zicheng's huge purple glans first bumped and grinded her petals, and then suddenly broke through with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid. The majestic and hard giant actually penetrated into her flower path and penetrated to the end. The first time it was wild and directly hit her flower center. She made her pant and moan quickly. The flower path was full and full, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
Song Zicheng enjoyed the plump, delicate, smooth and soft flower path between Huang Yuru's legs. The hard giant mob was joking upwards, which made Huang Yuru's smooth and soft snow-white and black and white seductive pink hips tremble. Song Zicheng pulled his body vigorously, pulled out, and then rushed into the bottom quickly. The turbulent sound of the spring water made a turbulent and pleasant sound.
Song Zicheng!You're too big!Don't insert Ah in!Huang Yuru panted and murmured. She had already accepted her fate now, but it was difficult for her to adapt to Song Zicheng's big cock invasion.
Huang Yuru, what's mine too big?Don't insert Ah in my case?Song Zicheng smiled and stroked the mature woman's plump and white breasts, her waist twitched wildly and violently, wishing she could penetrate Huang Yuru's soft body.
Ah!Song Zicheng!Don’t humiliate others like this!You're too deep!I have touched other people's fickleness!Ah Huang Yuru's smooth and soft nipples were thrust up inspiration, her hair swayed indulgently, and her snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings were raised and wrapped around Song Zicheng's waist and hips, panting and moaning.
Your body now belongs to me, and your people now belong to me!Your flesh hole is so moist, warm, smooth and delicate. Does the eldest secretary feel comfortable?Do you think it feels so good to be fucked by a man?Do I want me to use more force?Song Zicheng smiled and pulled his body hard and violently hit Huang Yuru's plump and fleshy body, while whispering the lyrics and slandering words to humiliate Huang Yuru's resentful and empty spring heart.
Ah!Song Zicheng, you are too big!Too deep!It belongs to you now!You have taken Huang Yuru's life!Huang Yuru's eyebrows and eyes were filled with spring, panting, and moaning in dissolutely, waves of tides hit her body and mind.
Yuru, my Yuru, is it comfortable?Yuru, my Yuru, call me husband!quick!Song Zicheng showed a smug smile. His buttocks kept shaking rapidly. He also kneaded Huang Yuru's white and plump breasts with both hands. His fingertips gently scratched the cherry-like nipples, his lips also leaned against Huang Yuru's white neck, and licked the delicate and small ear holes.
Then Song Zicheng held Huang Yuru and sucked and bit her plump and white breasts in one mouthful, grabbed the plump and towering breasts with one hand and kneaded them to change various shapes. His waist was pulled a lot, and his penis was pulled out vigorously and quickly and vigorously. In addition to sweet words and sweet words, the most important thing to deal with the mature and beautiful woman who was like a wolf and a tiger was to completely conquer the body and mind of the mature and beautiful woman with her huge and hard strength. Song Zicheng was waving an unparalleled behemoth and ravaging Huang Yuru's empty and resentful flower path.
Huang Yuru is so happy that she is crazy; you should know that she always acts very arrogant in the company on weekdays, but since her divorce, she has not had sex for many years, so she has never really enjoyed the ecstasy taste. At this moment, Song Zicheng's superb sexual skills are really developing another new world for her life.
What’s strange is that I don’t feel ashamed, but instead feels a wonderful feeling of being abused and humiliated.
All kinds of debauchery in her heart were rushing out like a tiger out of the gate.
She couldn't help but wonder in her heart whether she was actually a lewd woman, otherwise why would she feel excited at this moment?
Huang Yuru seemed to have entered a paradise of pleasure, time was completely still, and only infinite happiness was left.
Ah, Song Zicheng, husband, you are going to break my flesh hole, I am going to die.Huang Yuru was already full of spring, with spring wafts, and her body was sore and numb, hard to hold back, soft and weak. She only knew that she could no longer help but let him kiss, caress, rub and rub every inch of snow-white and plump skin that invaded her body. One after another, a stream of extremely smooth pleasure rushed to the limbs of the secretary. Huang Yuru's delicate face was filled with red clouds, her face was full of spring, her beautiful eyes were squinted, her red lips opened and gasped quickly, and she moaned unrestrainedly.
Song Zicheng, he is about to fly Ah.Huang Yuru's comfortable cheeks were as red as jade, with spring colors, her eyes slightly opened, her cherry mouth was only open, and the sound of orioles was endless. She held up two snow-white round legs wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings tightly wrapped around Song Zicheng's waist and hips, her willow waist and pink hips, indulging in love, and indulging in her body, she suddenly stretched her toes straight, her plump and white body trembled sharply, the corridor tightened and spasmed, and the spring tide gushed out.
Song Zicheng was sprinting with all his strength, intoxicated by Huang Yuru's usual dignified and noble appearance, and the spoiled water sprayed by the eldest secretary was stimulated on the glans, and he could no longer control it. His waist and eyes numb. The giant thing expanded and shook violently in the depths of Huang Yuru's vagina. Then, like a volcano erupted, the hot magma was sprayed violently on Huang Yuru's vagina, making Huang Yuru's body tremble and convulsed again and climbed to the peak of sex.
Yuru, you are so beautiful!From now on, I want you to be both my woman and my good secretary, okay?Song Zicheng hugged Huang Yuru's plump and seductive pink body, caressing her plump and soft voice.
Song Zicheng, you are so awesome.Huang Yuru leaned against Song Zicheng's chest, caressing his broad and strong chest, and said coquettishly, "There is no image of a smart and powerful secretary at this moment."
Yuru, do you like my strength?Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's delicate hand and pressed it on his big cock and teased softly, Huang Yuru, how is my comparison with your husband?
Huang Yuru glared at Song Zicheng with silky eyes, gently caressing her, even after the battle, she was still much thicker than her ex-husband, and she shook her beautiful hands without losing her majesty. She couldn't let go of her hands and rubbed his and mushroom heads, and said coquettishly: Song Zicheng, you are too much, you think you can bully me like this if you get me.
Bullying you?How dare I bully our great secretary Ah, I just want to love you well for a while. Song Zicheng stroked and kneaded Huang Yuru's snow-white and plump breasts, bited her white and soft earlobes and teased in a low voice.
Song Zicheng, I really can't do it anymore. Please spare me, you have swollen me there.I can help you solve it.Huang Yuru spat coquettishly, and saw Huang Yuru caressing Song Zicheng's chest and slowly squirming her body lying on Song Zicheng's thighs. She raised her head and glared at Song Zicheng with shyness and resentment, then lowered her head and opened her bright and shiny cherry mouth and took it in. Her delicate hands caressed his cock, sucking and spitting a few times, and then stretched out her sweet and smooth tongue to Song Zicheng's behemoth, and her sweet and smooth tongue touched Song Zicheng's glans and the extremely sensitive crown groove.
Song Zicheng couldn't help but breathe quickly. Huang Yuru stopped teasing and teasing. She hugged Song Zicheng's buttocks with both hands, opened her cherry mouth and swallowed the man's huge creature and sucked hard. She watched Song Zicheng's big cock swell to the extreme, her blood gushed, her veins swelling, and her hard standing tall.
Seeing the arrogant and cold secretary having such elegant hair willingly giving him a blowjob, Song Zicheng couldn't help but feel the itching mixed with a strong refreshment. He couldn't help but breathe heavily, moaned, and his body trembled slightly.
Song Zicheng held her butterfly head, swung her waist, pulled vigorously, thrusting in and out, and continuously thrusting. Huang Yuru held her cock tightly, making a hazy humming sound in and out, and Song Zicheng felt itchy and numb. For a moment, the huge object was covered with her saliva, which was so shiny that it was very exciting.
Song Zicheng was so excited that he pressed Huang Yuru's head and thrusted continuously.
Until Song Zicheng couldn't stand it, so he pushed Huang Yuru directly on the sofa, and his plump and round buttocks raised high and shyly and helplessly.
Song Zicheng unscrupulously stroked and kneaded the plump and round buttocks of mature and beautiful Huang Yuru, which was snow-white, soft and elastic. Her lustful hands teased her wet petals in the valley. Huang Yuru was so teased by Song Zicheng that she couldn't help but panted.
This time, Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's big butt and stepped forward and entered her flower path from behind. She moaned uncontrollably.
This feeling is indeed a taboo of excitement, enjoyment and ambiguousness, as if electric currents spread throughout the body from the place.
Song Zicheng pressed down on mature Huang Yuru's plump and round buttocks and violently hit her plump pussy.
Huang Yuru turned her head, looked at Song Zicheng with blurred eyes, and moaned and said angrily, Song Zicheng, you are so bad!Come and bully others again!Ah, so deep Ah!Song Zicheng grabbed Huang Yuru's snow-white and round buttocks, and his waist thrust vigorously, slapped and hit her beautiful buttocks hard, and he went deep into the flower path, stirring her like a turbulent sea.
While the two were lingering passionately, suddenly the office door was pushed open. It turned out that colleagues from the group headquarters rushed in. They all showed extremely surprised expressions when they saw the scene in front of them.
Ah, don't Ah.Huang Yuru was immediately embarrassed and annoyed, and woke up from the dream. She suddenly realized that Shi Nanke had sweat all over her body, and the base of her thighs had already become wet, and her vagina was even more itchy. Thinking of the ecstasy look that was fucked by Song Zicheng in her dream, Huang Yuru felt a complicated feeling in her heart. How could she dream of such a ridiculous dream?
In the shoe and socks factory, Qin Lan knocked on the office door of the factory director Hu Qinglai uneasy. In the morning, she had just arrived at the logistics department office for a while and received a call from the factory office, saying that the factory director had something to ask her to go there.
Qin Lan didn't know why Hu Qing came to find her. Maybe it was because of Hu Liang's affairs. More than ten days had passed since the incident that night. She didn't know if Hu Liang had recovered in the hospital. She even had the idea of going out to see Hu Liang, but it was soon dispelled. It was useless to sympathize with some people.
Especially when he thought that if Song Zicheng had not shown up in time that night, he would not know what kind of consequence he would have encountered, Qin Lan completely lost sympathy for Hu Liang. It would be better for such a scumbag to disappear from this world.
When he came in, Hu Qinglai's majestic voice came from the office. Qin Lan pushed open the door and walked in, asking nervously, "Do you have something to ask me for?"
When Hu Qinglai saw that it was Qin Lan, his face changed, and he showed a warm smile. He asked Qin Lan to sit down attentively, rubbed his hands and asked Qin Lan whether he was still adapting or whether he had any difficulties. Qin Lan answered one by one, feeling that Hu Qinglai was completely asking for nothing.
Finally, Hu Qinglai had nothing to ask, and coughed and said with some difficulty: Qin Lan Ah, I have heard of some things. There was some misunderstanding between you and Hu Liang. No, it was Hu Liang who did something that hurt you. I also felt that Hu Liang did too much.
Originally, I didn't want to worry about this matter, but my lover talked about this in my ear every day. Do you know that women sometimes just mess around and are unreasonable. I'm not saying you Ah, haha, I'm saying this again. Hu Liang has been in the hospital for a while. I think the lesson he has learned is almost done. You can ask Young Master Song to have a love affair, so let him go.
It turned out that Hu Qinglai was here to plead for Hu Liang. Qin Lan felt relieved, but she was confused again. Since Hu Liang had been sent to the hospital for treatment, it means that Song Zicheng will no longer pursue this matter. Why would Hu Qinglai still make herself and Song Zicheng plead for mercy? She didn't know that Song Zicheng arranged for someone to torture Hu Liang in the hospital.
Seeing Qin Lan's face ignorant, Hu Qinglai sighed inwardly, not knowing what evil his nephew had committed. He teased Qin Lan by a tragic devil, but he caused a demon. It is said that Song Zicheng is Qin Lan's cousin, but Hu Qinglai didn't believe it. If Song Zicheng was really Qin Lan's relative, how could he let his cousin stay in such a broken place with his ability?
However, he didn't dare to guess what the relationship between Song Zicheng and Qin Lan was. He just wanted to let Qin Lan and Song Zicheng have a love affair, so that Hu Liang could be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, and he could also get relief from his wife's nagging, otherwise he would really not be able to live this life.
Although he was very reluctant, under Hu Qinglai's hard request, Qin Lan reluctantly agreed to the other party's request and agreed to plead with Song Zicheng and let him let Hu Liang go.
However, Qin Lan immediately regretted leaving the factory director's office. It was not because she promised the factory director to let Hu Liang go. In fact, when she saw Hu Liang being beaten unconscious, Qin Lan felt that the holiday between him and Hu Liang had become even. As long as Hu Liang did not continue to harass him, she would not hold on.
But what made her feel embarrassed was that she had just expressed her attitude with Song Zicheng to keep a distance from the other party, but now she wanted to let Hu Liang go. You should know that Song Zicheng dealt with Hu Liang entirely because of her own reasons.
Thinking of everything Song Zicheng had done in the past, Qin Lan felt a little uncomfortable. There was nothing wrong with Song Zicheng loving him, and there was nothing wrong with rejecting him. The mistake was that he was already a married man and could no longer accept the other party's feelings.
But people are not cold machines. Even though Qin Lan can understand that doing this is right, she cannot let herself go completely. Especially during this period, Wu Yong always stays at night and is busy with his career. Qin Lan also feels dissatisfied with Wu Yong and wants to find someone to tell him. But after thinking about it, he actually thinks that Song Zicheng is the most suitable candidate, so he has to give up this idea.
Until Qin Lan returned to the office, she did not make up her mind to contact Song Zicheng. She was afraid that once she heard Song Zicheng's voice again, she would not be able to help but give up the determination she had finally made and let her persistence be ruined.
Qin Lan was in a state of confusion when suddenly her cell phone rang, but it was a call from her sister Qin Yue, saying that the school was going to hold a summer passion dance competition. She decided to sign up and ask Qin Lan to come and cheer her up at that time, and ask colleagues from the unit to help her vote.
Qin Lan was not very enthusiastic about these games, but she couldn't resist her sister's plea and agreed to watch her game. Thinking of his relationship with Song Zicheng, she suddenly had an idea in her heart and her phone number.
After reporting the phone number to her, she was a little surprised. She didn't know what Qin Lan had to do with her, but Qin Lan asked him to send a message to Song Zicheng, asking Song Zicheng to let Hu Liang go. Without further ado, Song Zicheng naturally understood.
Although she was confused, she did not dare to neglect her words. She quickly agreed and put down the phone and found countless mysteries in her heart. What is Qin Yue's sister's relationship with her cousin? Why didn't she contact her cousin directly but wanted to send a message to her? Who is that Hu Liang? Why did she offend her cousin? Why did Qin Lan plead for him?
Although I had many questions, I quickly called Song Zicheng and told Qin Lan's words to his cousin intact. Song Zicheng just said kindness and said nothing, and hung up the phone when he was in school.
He quickly put this matter behind his mind. He is now busy canvassing votes for Qin Yue. The school has caused a sensation in the dance competition. I heard that the champion not only has a generous reward but also has priority contracts with the sponsor's company. So no matter whether he can dance or not, most girls signed up for the competition.
The first level is naturally the audition. Each contestant must improvise a dance that he is best at, so that the judges will decide whether to eliminate or enter the next round. It can be said that most of the contestants who are just filling in the numbers fall down at this level, and Qin Yue naturally entered the next round smoothly.
It has been relatively formal since the second round, and the venue has been changed from the school's gymnasium to a small auditorium. The reporters from Jiangcheng TV have also been in place, preparing to shoot some exciting clips and edit them into news broadcasts.
The judges’ right to decide whether the contestants will stay or not, and the candidates who pass the test must be determined based on the results of the mobile phone voting.
This not only tests the contestant's dance skills, but also puts forward requirements for the contestant's usual popularity. Basically, everyone is desperately trying to canvass votes, calling their relatives and friends to vote for themselves, and even private transactions of spending money to buy tickets.
The even bolder girl actually found a single judge's teacher, implying that she could accompany the other party to bed in exchange for her qualifications to pass the test. However, most of the judges were teachers and professors from the dance academy, so there was no scandal for the moment.
Of course, he knew that the sponsor of the dance competition was the Emperor Investment Group, but he did not dare to ask Song Zicheng for help because of this. After all, it was for these private matters that Zhang Lin had an objection to his mother, and in the end he did not interact with each other. He did not want to make his cousin embarrassed for this, but he did not know that Song Zicheng had made arrangements in secret.
So in order to allow Qin Yue to pass the test smoothly, she had to mobilize her personal connections and desperately canvass her votes. She didn't know how many meals she had just invited others to dinner these days.
These actions were done behind Qin Yue's back. Qin Yue was very confident in his strength. There were very few people who could compete with him in school, and he turned against him.
The move of sending the message was a little helpless. I knew that the other party didn't want to have any direct contact with me anymore. I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and didn't know what the meaning of these things I did.
In life, if you can't be with the person you like, even if you give it to yourself, what's the use of giving it to yourself? Song Zicheng is not the kind of person who can sacrifice his personal feelings for his career. Moreover, he doesn't need to start from scratch with his father to work hard again now. As long as he doesn't make trouble and can safely defend his father's country, he can guarantee his lifetime of glory and wealth.
Thinking of Hu Liang who was still lying in the hospital, Song Zicheng called Yu Wei and asked about the other party's situation. Since the last time he had a conflict with Lu Xiaolou at the Descartes Restaurant Bar, Song Zicheng and Yu Wei have gradually become more and more exchanges. Maybe they had experienced hardships and hardships.
After Song Zicheng slapped Lu Xiaolou in the face, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have turned against the other party so nakedly, but after that, Lu Xiaolou seemed to disappear and showed no sign of a counterattack. Even Yu Wei was not harassed.
Perhaps Lu Xiaolou weighed the pros and cons and felt that it was unworthy to have a breakup with him. After all, his father was nervously operating the throne of the municipal party secretary. Any small variable could make Zhao Jiuxiang waste all his efforts. At this time, Lu Xiaolou had to choose to act in a low-key manner.
Knowing that Hu Liang's life in the hospital was very miserable and kept shouting that he would be discharged from the hospital, Song Zicheng showed a cruel smile on his lips. All his unhappiness seemed to no longer exist. He called A Bao and told him a few words. Even if Qin Lan was unwilling to see her, she had to care about her words.
When Yu Wei announced that Hu Liang could be discharged from the hospital, Hu Liang couldn't help but burst into tears. It was so fucking difficult. No one knew what life he was going to live these days. Every day, the little nurse who was like a vixen was wandering in front of him, letting his wounds be removed and cut, and it was almost turned into a sieve.
Hu Liang took his own things and walked out of the gate of the Independent Hospital, looking at the blue sky and breathing the dirty air outside. Hu Liang never felt that life was so beautiful. It turned out that living was just so simple was also a kind of happiness. Qin Lan, Song Zicheng was thrown behind him. He wanted to yell happily now, and I, Hu Liang, are back.
However, before Hu Liang could shout out, a worn-out van drove over the asphalt road in front of him. The body was covered with oil stains and mud, and even the license plate number was not clear. Black smoke was sprayed out from the trachea at the tail of the car, making people feel that it would die in the next moment.
Although it was just an ordinary van that could not be more ordinary, Hu Liang's face suddenly changed. Of course, he remembered this van, which suddenly appeared in front of him and a few brothers that night, brought him endless pain and unrememberable fear. It was a devil car from hell.
A Bao walked out of the van and saw Hu Liang standing there with a panic looking like he wanted to run but didn't dare to. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother, I'm recovering well and look very good, so we, Young Master Song, will be relieved. Look at how much he misses you. He also sent me to pick you up in his busy schedule. Why are you still standing there? Get in the car quickly."
Hu Liang knelt down for Abao with a plop and said tremblingly, "Brother, everything is my fault. I have completely reflected on this period. I will never dare to do the right thing with Young Master Song again. Qin Lan is my dear aunt. If you ask Young Master Song for love, just spare me this time."
According to A Bao's meaning, Hu Liang's torture was almost the same. If he had been himself, he might not have been able to withstand such a test. Yu Wei was still really a traitor. She dressed up in different ways every day, hoping to let Hu Liang die in the hospital. Her skin and her unbearable waist made A Bao feel a little itchy when she looked at her.
However, this girl didn't seem to know how she got along with Song Zicheng, and Abao could only think about it in his heart. She turned around and asked her old lover to vent her anger. Damn, as a man, you still have to learn from Young Master Song, and you don't have to do anything at all. This beautiful girl automatically posted it up, which was so domineering.
Seeing Hu Liang crying, tears and snot all over his nose. Whether it is true or false, Abao was willing to let him go for this acting skill, but Song Zicheng had to listen to his explanation, waved his hand behind him, and immediately got up two young men in their early twenties and pulled Hu Liang into the van. The van sprayed a stream of black smoke, let out a scream, and galloped away.
In the second floor window of the hospital inpatient building, a pretty face that was very happy and angry was revealed. Yu Wei looked at the van disappearing into the alley not far away, but she felt indescribable. Although she hated Hu Liang's character very much, she still felt a trace of sympathy that she should not have when she saw Hu Liang being taken away by that big man.
Maybe Hu Liang deserves to die, but what Yu Wei hopes is to let him accept a fair judgment and let the law punish all his crimes, rather than using violence to punish him privately. Fighting violence with violence cannot solve the problem.
However, Yu Wei also knew that her thoughts might just be a beautiful fantasy. In reality, people like Hu Liang can often be rampant and escape legal sanctions with the other party's various social networks, which made a just person like Yu Wei sigh.
I'm afraid that only Song Zicheng can destroy the other person's arrogance and let Hu Liang get the retribution he deserves. Thinking of the arrogant man Song Zicheng beat him in the bar that day, Yu Wei was even more moved. If such a man didn't act quickly, he might be snatched away by someone else.
Three days later, Hu Liang was found in a garbage station near a community. He was only a small piece of women's underwear, holding a leather whip in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and occasionally making a nerve-wrenching sharp laugh, which made people shudder. No one knew what he had experienced in the past three days of disappearance.
But soon after, Hu Liang often saw him appearing in famous gay clubs in Jiangcheng.
Sponsored by Tianzi Investment Group, hosted by Luoshen Culture Media Company, a subsidiary of Jiangcheng University, and co-organized by Jiangcheng University, the rhythmic youth dance competition achieved unexpected results and also had high ratings when broadcast on TV. Everyone usually discusses who can become the final champion.
Several contestants, including Qin Yue, have also become popular candidates for the championship, and have attracted everyone's attention. Many scouts have begun to contact them. However, what those scouts don't know is that all the contestants who entered the top 20 have signed priority cooperation agreements with Luoshen Culture Media Co., Ltd., and the three senior female students who are about to graduate have signed formal contracts and become signed actors of Luoshen Culture.
The Proud Plan of Tianzi Investment Group to support 100 poor college students every year has also received widespread praise from all walks of life and has also received attention from the municipal party committee and government. On the night of the final night of the dance competition, the municipal party secretary and mayor Zhao Jiuxiang and other municipal leaders collectively visited the small auditorium of Jiangcheng University to express their affirmation of Shengtian Group's kindness measures.
Of course, Song Tianwen and Song Zicheng and other senior executives of the Emperor Investment Group also attended the event, and Shengtian Group also gained unprecedented exposure. The event can be said to have achieved a complete success. After the donation ceremony, the city leaders watched the most exciting championship battle.
In the end, Qin Yue narrowly defeated her opponent with a difficult ballet solo dance and became the champion of the university group. Not only did she become a signed actor of Luoshen Culture, but she also received the reward of a luxurious Hainan double-person in-depth tour worth 100,000 yuan, becoming the most dazzling star on the scene.
Then I realized that all this was due to my cousin's arrangement. I couldn't help but feel infinite admiration for Song Zicheng, and I was even more grateful to my cousin. I didn't expect that my cousin planned such a big event in order to help me.
Qin Lan was also shocked. It turned out that she only watched the competition to encourage Qin Yue, but she did not expect that her sister would actually pass the opportunity and finally won the championship. Seeing Qin Yue cheering and dazzling on the stage, she was sincerely happy for her. Her sister was born to belong to this stage, and now her dream has finally come true.
Not far away, in a dark corner of the stage, Gao Pingzheng squatted on the ground without any image and fell asleep soundly, his mouth was wide open. He only went to bed in the middle of the night for several days. He was as energetic as a steel wire, afraid that any accident would occur in the event. This event held his dream for the rest of his life, and now he can finally sleep peacefully.
Liu Lili sat in her large boss chair and admired the dance competition with relish. When she saw Qin Yue finally won the championship, she couldn't help but jumped secretly. Suddenly, she remembered that there was someone else in the room, so she had to suppress her excitement. Now she and Qin Yue are friends with good relationships and often discuss beauty experiences on WeChat. Qin Yue won the championship, and Liu Lili was also happy, thinking about whether to call her and congratulate her.
Not far away, Sui Rong was silently wiping the floor with a rag in her hand. She had already oozed her forehead. She occasionally glanced at the projection screen hanging on the wall, and then lowered her head and did the boring cleaning work seriously. She was not interested in any dance competition. She just wanted to work hard, reduce the burden on her father, and earn some milk powder money for her children.
Watching the Jiangcheng news replayed on TV, Zhao Jiuxiang made a generous speech at the donation ceremony of Emperor Investment Group, praising Emperor Investment Group as an example of Jiangcheng's enterprises. Song Tianwen was quite satisfied, and even thought about his feelings when his first business was successful that year, he finally had someone to succeed.
Once, he neglected his discipline to his son because he was busy with his career. When he woke up, Song Zicheng had become a famous playboy in Jiangcheng. When he was helpless and wanted to give up, Song Zicheng showed his mature and calm side, giving him the biggest surprise.
Maybe Song Zicheng can retire after training for another two or three years. After all, he is already in his sixties, and his energy and memory are getting worse and worse. He is not as good as before. If he does not retreat, it may affect the development of the group.
However, before he retreated, he had to do three things. The first is to help Song Zicheng find a strong political backer. No one can do it in domestic companies. Now the dispute over the top leader of Jiangcheng has not yet been revealed. He dared not easily choose between Tan Zhenglong and Zhao Jiuxiang. He could only settle for the second best and choose Wu Weimin, who has always had a good relationship.
Second, he had to give his brothers who followed him a way out, so that they could give up their positions and make enough space for Song Zicheng to take office. The current society is changing too fast, and he is already a little overwhelmed. Those meritorious ministers are even more arrogant and refuse to continue learning, which has become an obstacle to the development of the enterprise. This offensive thing cannot be left to Song Zicheng.
Third, he had to watch Song Zicheng get married before he could hand over the Emperor Investment Group to his hands with confidence. After all, no matter who gets it, he would immediately receive attention from countless people and would also encounter pressure from all sides. He wanted to choose a capable virtuous supporter for Song Zicheng to prevent him from falling into a woman.
Originally, Song Tianwen planned to do two things together by marrying Wu Weimin, but things didn't go as they wished. Wu Weimin's daughter and Song Zicheng didn't meet each other, and Song Tianwen could not force it. He didn't want his son's marriage to become a naked deal, and finally he and Zhang Lin's current state.
Song Tianwen and Zhang Lin have been separated for more than ten years. The relationship between the two is just maintaining a superficial connection. Song Tianwen will not divorce. For the sake of the group, for Song Zicheng, and for Zhang Lin, he has been following him for so many years without any other intentions. If you talk seriously, you have treated Zhang Lin badly. I don’t know how she survived the lonely nights.
Suddenly, a silence sounded at the door and a figure walked in. Song Tianwen didn't look up and knew that it was Huang Yuru who came in. She was the only one in the company who dared to enter the door without knocking. Even Song Zicheng did not have this qualification. Huang Yuru held a paper bag on Song Tianwen's desk and smiled and said, Mr. Song, this is a photo of you taking a photo with the city leader last night. I have sent someone to wash it out. If you think it's appropriate, I will make someone enlarge it and hang it in your office.
After Huang Yuru left, Song Tianwen took out the photos from the paper bag and looked at them one by one. However, he did not intend to hang out these photos. The Emperor Investment Group no longer needed such superficial display, but wanted to take root in people's hearts. Suddenly, Song Tianwen's eyes fell on a group photo, where he leaned against a young girl with a sweet smile. The girl's two slender and white legs were very eye-catching.
Song Tianwen couldn't help but squint his eyes. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this girl was the champion of this dance competition. She seemed to be named Qin Yue. Looking at the girl's youthful smiling face, Song Tianwen felt that there was something in her heart that seemed to be Cute, which was very similar to the feeling she felt when she first met Zhang Lin.
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