Chapter 64 There is blood on your skirt



Qian Feng stopped this inappropriate thought in time and said impatiently, "Mom, don't be so indecisive. But, do you really believe what she said?"

An Meng ignored his words. She seemed too lazy to even look at Qian Feng. She said directly to Qian Xiuya, "Auntie, your thoughts will determine your husband's fate."

What…what? Qian Xiuya's scalp tingled, and her lips moved as she murmured, "What's the outcome?"

"Uncle Wang's confidante is neither an ordinary man nor an ordinary woman."

"What... is that?"

"Auntie, if you still have feelings for Uncle Wang, then I can tell you that if he continues to hang out with that 'confidante', his life might be in danger."

Qian Xiuya suddenly shuddered.

Qian Feng was furious when he heard this, and when he saw his mother actually believed it, he became even more disdainful: "Stop cursing others here! You are not welcome in my house! Xie Yun, your wife is crazy! Don't let her embarrass herself here!"

Xie Yun leaned back on the sofa and watched the show, his posture was so relaxed that he felt like he was at home.

As soon as Qian Feng finished speaking, his handsome eyebrows sank, and a coldness flashed in his dark eyes.

"Please be careful with your words," Xie Yun said with a chilling tone, "I don't think the Qian family has the strength to stand up to the Xie family."

Qian Feng choked and closed his mouth like a quail.

If the Qian family could get close to the Huo family, they might be able to fight against the Xie family, but the problem is, they haven't completely gotten close to them yet!

An Meng felt secretly happy.

[Hahaha, it's rare to see Xie Yun so domineering.]

[Is this the temperament of a domineering president? I love it. ]

[The weather is getting colder, and the Qian family is about to go bankrupt! ]

Xie Yun sank deeper into the sofa and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

So she likes this type?

"If you are completely disappointed with him and decide not to care about anything anymore, then I will be ready to leave."

As he spoke, An Meng shifted his center of gravity forward and pretended to stand up and leave.

"Don't!" Qian Xiuya stood up with her hands on the sofa, and hurriedly tried to stop An Meng. "After all, so many years have passed. I can't just watch him walk towards his death!"

Qian Duo didn't think An Meng would just leave. She had already helped Zhou Yucheng deal with the mess in his family!

Could the situation in my family be worse than that in Zhou Yucheng's family?

When Qian Duo thought of Zhou Yucheng's nonchalant face, she felt an inexplicable competitive spirit.

But she always had to pretend, and Qian Duo also echoed her mother: "Yes, yes, stealing a man won't kill you, but, Mom, you really need to think carefully about whether you want to continue living with Dad."

Qian Xiu Ya looked at her daughter silently with mixed emotions: Can you please stop hurting your own mother's heart like this!

An Meng finally had enough of pretending and sat back down contentedly.

Xie Yun, who was beside her, sank leisurely into the sofa, without even changing his posture.

"Uncle Wang's luck isn't very good," An Meng said, "The person he met this time was a complete pervert!"

After Wang Guodong left home in anger, the first thing that came to his mind was to find Xiaozhi.

Where did my disappointing daughter make such bad friends that she can talk nonsense!

How could Xiaozhi, such a cute girl, be a man!

He is going to see Xiaozhi now!

Xiaozhi lives in an apartment in Blue Water Bay, and Wang Guodong is already familiar with the place.

He wanted to give Xiaozhi a surprise, so he went straight there without calling or texting her.

I took the elevator to Xiaozhi's floor, stood in front of the door, raised my hand and pressed the doorbell.

Tension, excitement, and joy filled Wang Guodong's heart.

He seemed to have returned to the state of his first love. The feeling Xiaozhi brought to him was incomparable to that of Qian Xiuya, that nagging, cowardly, old and ugly woman!

“Ding Dong——”

The doorbell rang several times, but no one opened the door.

Is Xiaozhi not at home? Wang Guodong felt very disappointed.

But according to his understanding, Xiaozhi usually starts working at night, and it is broad daylight now, so she should be at home!

Just as he sighed and was about to leave, he heard the door lock turn.

Wang Guodong turned around happily and saw Xiaozhi's face appear in the crack of the door.

"Why are you here?" Her voice was soft and slightly hoarse, sounding bewitching.

Wang Guodong's heart suddenly blossomed: "Xiaozhi, I really miss you. What are you doing? Why are you open so late?"

"Oh," Xiaozhi paused, a look of discomfort flashing across her face, "I was just sleeping when I heard the doorbell."

She didn't open the door completely, but just left a crack, and asked again, "Why are you here?"

This second question carried an indescribable coldness, but Wang Guodong didn't hear it at all.

"Oh," Wang Guodong shook his head, "Don't mention it! It's all because of that old woman of mine. She cries and makes a fuss all day long and won't stop! Look, she started making a fuss again today. It's just endless!"

Xiaozhi said "oh" and had no intention of opening the door to let Wang Guodong in.

Her soft hair was slightly curled, and her almond-shaped eyes were sparkling as she looked at Wang Guodong affectionately.

Blinded by lust, Wang Guodong flattered her, "Baby, you're still the best! She's not even as good as a finger of yours!"

Xiaozhi chuckled, and Wang Guodong was so excited that his bones softened. He licked his face and said, "Let me in, baby, I really miss you so much."

"It's not convenient today."

"What's inconvenient?"

Xiaozhi curved her lips and said slowly, "I had my period today, and I'm not feeling well."

That? Wang Guodong didn't react for a moment, but suddenly came to his senses after a few seconds.

He was tongue-tied: "Oh, oh, is that so? It's okay. I swear I won't touch you today. I just want to talk to you."

Anyway, it has never happened before, Wang Guodong secretly complained.

"Okay, you said it." Xiaogui lifted her hair and finally opened the door as if it were a gift.

Only then was Wang Guodong able to see clearly that she was wearing a lavender suspender nightgown, with her fair shoulders and clear collarbones exposed.

The skirt is mid-thigh length, and the pair of long legs are straight and white.

But - that chest is indeed flat, very flat.

An Meng's words echoed in Wang Guodong's mind again, and he secretly cursed in his heart.

What a man!

What's wrong with having flat breasts? Xiaozhi is so innocent, why would she need such big breasts!

He loves Xiaozhi no matter what she is like!

Wang Guodong swallowed his saliva: "Baby, you are so beautiful today."

"You're so annoying." Xiaozhi said coquettishly and turned to walk towards the sofa.

Wang Guodong's eyes were always glued to her back, and he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

There was a very conspicuous bloodstain on the hem of Xiaozhi's purple lace skirt.

The color of the blood looked quite fresh, not that old dark red blood.

"Baby," Wang Guodong reminded without thinking too much, "There's blood on your skirt."

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