"Really? Can't you just live peacefully as a couple? Why are you arguing?"
"What are you babbleining about? If you keep babbleining, I'll sew your mouth shut." Wang Wenwan turned sideways in annoyance, holding the quilt between her legs and staring out the window sulking.
"Okay, I won't talk anymore. I'm going to sleep. Good night, sisters. Hiss~ My left hand is numb from sleeping. I'm going to turn over."
Lin Can hugged Wang Qingya, turned over with force, and carried Wang Qingya from the left to the right to lie down. He hugged her but did not sleep. He looked at his two sisters lying on the wooden floor of the living room. The air conditioner was blowing gently, and the lace skirts were slightly lifted, revealing their long legs. It gave people a very cold feeling of Tokyo.
After a while, Lin Can's phone rang. It was unknown which girlfriend was calling. The two sisters were lying on their sides on the floor, one hand resting on their head, the other on their thigh, their long hair hanging down. They just looked at Lin Can, who was hugging their eldest sister and chattering on the phone with his girlfriend, saying things like "I only love you, I only want to sleep with you in this life, don't worry, you still don't believe my character."
When they were having a great time chatting, Lin Canqing couldn't help but slap Wang Qingya's buttocks twice.
Wang Xiaoxiao was so angry that she trembled coldly: "Second sister, please moan a little, so that her girlfriend can hear it and misunderstand him."
Wang Wenwan: "Why don't you send it?"
Wang Xiaoxiao: "I'm a virgin, how could I have that kind of voice? You're married, you can."
"I...I...I don't know either."
Wang Wenwan blushed and turned her back to Wang Xiaoxiao.
Wang Xiaoxiao sighed and thought to herself, although my second sister is a lace lover and dresses very sexy every day, why is she so shy about that matter?
Lin Can chatted for a while, hung up Yang Wuluo's phone, lowered his head and looked at the 'Sleeping Beauty' Wang Qingya's pretty face, which was particularly charming under the warm light. He couldn't help but reach out to push aside her hair, slightly lifted her chin, and moved closer. Wang Qingya lowered her head and buried it in Lin Can's arms. She was just drunk, not fainted, and her mind was still conscious.
"Sister Qingya, give me a kiss." Lin Can whispered in her ear, his voice very low, for fear that the two sisters would hear.
Wang Qingya shook her head.
"Okay, you don't have to kiss me. My hand is free anyway."
rua.
More than ten minutes later.
Wang Qingya raised her head with a red face, looked at Lin Can intoxicatedly, pursed her lips, perhaps unable to bear the 'nimble fingertips', and became eager to kiss Lin Can directly on the mouth.
Very proactive in giving the first kiss.
Lin Can glanced at the two sisters sleeping on the bed with their backs to the bed. It was not a problem, but it was quite exciting.
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At the same time, Jiang Renzhong drove a Mercedes-Benz Maybach and parked outside the lobby of the Hilton Hotel.
"Hey, Mr. Jiang is here."
The manager happened to be in the lobby and when he saw Jiang Renzhong coming, he quickly called the parking attendant to park the car for Mr. Jiang.
It’s one thing for Jiang Renzhong to be a coward at home, but he’s a big shot outside.
"Mr. Jiang, are you here to meet a client so late at night, or do you have any activities scheduled at our hotel?"
"My wife went back to her hometown to visit her father-in-law. I just got back from a business trip and I don't want to go home alone. Book me a luxury suite and I'll stay in the hotel tonight."
"OK."
The manager booked a room for Mr. Jiang, took him upstairs, said good night, and Jiang Renzhong closed the door.
A few minutes later.
Jiang Renzhong changed out of his suit and put on a black suit, wearing a hat and a mask. He opened the door and left, walked up the stairs to the next floor, and then took the elevator down to the lobby.
"Manager, do you think Jiang Renzhong, the son-in-law, got scolded by his wife, so he came to get a room again?"
"That's probably the case. Men, after all, care about their reputation."
"It's not easy to be the son-in-law of a wealthy family. It's quite pathetic."
"What a waste of time! It's hundreds of times better than working for a job and starting a business. You can easily make millions in a year, and there are still projects to work on. Let's put it this way, Jiang Renzhong has made at least a small amount of money in private during the two years he has been a son-in-law."
'So it makes money?'
"You think that no matter who it is, if they are unhappy, or if their wife scolds them at home, it doesn't matter. As long as they get the money, it's fine."
The night was long, and the receptionist and the manager chatted and ate melons to pass the time.
Jiang Renzhong lowered the brim of his hat and left behind the few people. He walked out of the Hilton Hotel, crossed the street, and walked alone on the street under the neon lights. He took off his mask, lit a cigarette, raised his head and exhaled. All he could hear was the conversation of those people just now and Wang Wenwan's estrangement from him.
To be honest, the biggest reason why Jiang Renzhong was willing to marry into Wang Wenwan's family was that he liked her one-sidedly.
He lacks money, but he has no shortage of opportunities to make money, because Jiang Renzhong graduated from Tsinghua University and has a bright future.
For Wang Wenwan, he gave up the opportunity to go abroad.
For Wang Wenwan, he is willing to be questioned by the outside world.
For Wang Wenwan, he thought he could impress her with time.
Jiang Renzhong sat on a bench by the roadside and smiled bitterly, saying, "I was just being too sentimental."
He understood one thing: "If you don't like it, just say you don't like it. No matter how much you do, it's useless. Women won't be moved by you no matter how much you do. You will only be moved by yourself."
In the driveway in front of the bench, in the back seat of a Bentley Mulsanne, a stunning mature woman in a cheongsam noticed the man outside.
Lin Miaomiao really came back.
The red light turned green and the Bentley Mulsanne slowly left.
Lin Miaomiao said "Huh~" and turned around. Her white hands were placed on her thighs. Her flesh-colored silk feet were hooked in high heels and swayed, and she was chewing gum in her mouth.
This woman has great posture.
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