Chapter 11
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Song Yunxuan drinks a glass of beer in the room to calm down.
Then she feels irritated and pours another glass of beer on Xue Tao's head to vent her anger.
After that, she takes Xue Tao's mobile phone and checks his address book with a faint sneer.
She is not surprised to find Song Yunying's name on Xue Tao's mobile phone.
Moreover, she also reads the messages between them.
Xue Tao has sent a message to break up with Song Yunying.
Because he finds that Song Yunxuan, the youngest daughter of the Song Family, is cleaner, younger, beautiful and docile than Song Yunying.
Therefore, he plans to marry a kitten.
However, Song Yunying refuses to let him go.
Therefore, the latest message is sent by Song Yunying ten minutes ago, saying that she wants to tell him a message.
Song Yunxuan dials out the phone and waits for Song Yunying to answer excitedly.
About three seconds later, Song Yunying answers the phone excitedly and blurts out, "Xue Tao, I'm pregnant. It's yours!"
Song Yunxuan is slightly stunned, and then her eyes and lips are shining with a smile, "Well, sister, come to Yese."
Song Yunying on the other end of the phone is obviously stunned, and then she yells, "Song Yunxuan! Why do you have Xue Tao's mobile phone?! "
Song Yunxuan can feel that Song Yunying is going to be overwhelmed by jealousy, so she slows down her tone a little and tempts her coldly, "Sister, if you still want to marry Xue Tao, then come quickly. I'll give you a big gift."
Yes, she wants to give Song Yunying a big gift.
However, this big gift is just a sugar-coated beginning.
Now, Xue Tao has become a fish on the chopping board. If she doesn't hurry up to do something to him, won't it be a waste of opportunity?
Besides, the fish on the chopping board will not lie on the chopping board obediently at any time.
As a person who has been in the business circle for more than ten years, she is very clear that the fish on the chopping board should be cut out in time to eat the part.
Song Yunying is stunned over there.
Song Yunxuan doesn't wait for her response. She smiles evilly and hangs up the phone with her eyes down.
She pulls her clothes and feels a smell of alcohol. She frowns in disgust and turns to the bathroom of the nightclub box.
The design of Ye Se's private room was very considerate and humane.
They seemed to know that some rich young masters liked to seek excitement in public, so each private room was equipped with a bathroom, and the bathroom was also prepared with a set of bathrobes for both men and women.
Gu Changge has had a serious obsession with cleanliness since she was a child. Now she can't stand the smell of alcohol.
He got up and locked the door temporarily. Then, he went to the bathroom to adjust the water temperature.
After adjusting the water temperature, he sprinkled rose essential oil into the bathtub. Smelling the faint scent of the essential oil, he felt his blood flow begin to accelerate, and his limbs felt weak and hot.
After a quick shower, she lay down in the bathtub. As she felt her body getting hotter and hotter, she began to adjust the water temperature to very low.
However, this was still unable to suppress the madness in his body.
Narrowing her eyes in resentment, she pressed the edge of the bathtub and pulled the towel out. Then, she wrapped the bathrobe around her body and couldn't help but start to pant heavily.
"Xue Tao, that bastard! How dare you drug me! "
She gripped the curtain of the bathtub tightly and gritted her teeth in hatred.
She looked up at the mirror in the bathroom, but suddenly, she saw the bathroom door being pushed open by a man with long fingers.
"Who is it?"
"Chu Mochen."
The man's voice responded to her calmly.
She was stunned and hurriedly took two steps back. She put on a defensive posture, leaned against the wall, and looked at the man who pushed the door and came in vigilantly.
As last time, Chu Mochen was still cold and calm.
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