Xu Yi was thrown into the trunk and kicked the car desperately, again and again.
The car was driving on the road, and the bald driver was a little scared, "Sister..."
"Don't be afraid. She is a big-bellied woman. She can't toss and turn a few times. Xu Yi, I'm doing it for your own good. I'm helping you make money. If you follow Song Yanming, you're doomed."
"You said it was hard to get out of the ravine. When you arrived in Jiangcheng, you also had a hard time. You finally married Song Yanming, but you went bankrupt. Are you a kefu?"
Huang Qiqi laughed and joked, "It doesn't matter. If you deal with Fan Jingtong, you can also be a rich wife. It depends on your ability."
Xu Yi's stomach is too big. It has been more than eight months. She was strangled by the rope and she was out of breath, sweating coldly.
She kicked the car door over and over again, and the slight movement was quickly covered by the sound of the traffic...
Xu Yi felt a darkness in front of him from time to time, and pinched his thighs to stay awake.
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Qin Tai drank a cup of tea and continued to insert the function when he came back. He saw Song Yanming smoking from outside.
"How to set up here?"
"It's up to you."
Song Yanming took the car key and went out and went to Gu Beicheng's office to talk.
Jiangcheng is a traffic jam. Traffic jams are common, and traffic jams can be everywhere.
His car is stuck in the road.
"Hey, are you there?"
"There is a traffic jam." Which way are you going?"
Song Yanming lit a cigarette, and Yang Yue grabbed the phone, "Your little sister can do it. She will never leave you. If it were another woman, she would have run away. How realistic women are now."
Gu Beicheng's eyes hinted that Yang Yue said a few words less.
"Brother, how long will you have to wait? Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Get out of here."
Song Yanming stretched out his hand to dust the ash, and the memory of a long time ago came to his mind.
"Brother, I'm so scared."
"Brother, I don't dare to go to the toilet. Can you accompany me?"
Later, when I got older, I suddenly stopped calling him brother.
"Dongdong..."
In front of Song Yanming was a white van, and a woman sat in the co-pilot and made a phone call.
"Dongdong--"
His eyes fell on the trunk.
Xu Yi also felt that the car stopped, probably because of the traffic jam. Since there must be a car close to here behind the traffic jam, she desperately made a movement.
His body was already wet and sweaty. Xu Yi was gagged and couldn't make a sound. He kicked the door desperately. Dongdong--"
The car is so blocked that she can't move at all. Some people will get out of the car when they see the delay. This is her chance.
In addition to blocking the city, Jiangcheng also has another name.
The capital of reporting.
Don't care about celebrities and celebrities. As long as they violate the law and discipline, the enthusiastic Jiangcheng citizens will report it, and the scandals of many celebrities will be exposed from here.
The people of Jiangcheng don't cause trouble, but they are not afraid of trouble.
Xu Yi pinned her hopes on the people of Jiangcheng, hoping that they could realise her existence.
"Sister..."
The man driving was so scared that he glanced at Huang Qiqi.
Huang Qiqi opened the co-pilot's door and got out of the car. With a cigarette in her mouth, she raised her foot and kicked the trunk door several times in a row, more and more fiercely.
Huang Qiqi?
Song Yanming's eyes became a little more complicated. The car was still blocked, and Xu Yi kicked the door harder.
After a while, her legs were sore, and even a little spasmed. She lay in the car and didn't want to move. She kicked weakly from time to time, which was already the limit. In less than twenty minutes, the road was clear. Huang Qiqi asked her to drive faster and go straight to the hotel.
In the underground parking lot, Huang Qiqi put her head into the trunk to untie Xu Yi's rope and help her up.
Xu Yi couldn't stand firmly at all and looked dizzy.
A man carried her upstairs, and not far away, Song Yanming stared straight at the scene.
"Yan Ming, are you here?"
"Jiangcheng Hotel."
"Didn't you say it was in the North City office? Why did you change the place again?"
"Five minutes."
You can only wait for five minutes at most.
When Gu Beicheng and Yang Yue heard about it, something must have happened. They hurried to the Jiangcheng Hotel with a cold face.
Xu Yi was drowsy and put on a soft bed. Huang Qiqi and Fan Jing were talking and laughing together.
"When Mr. Fan comes, I'll just say it. I never brag. I'll do what I say. Our Mrs. Song is here."
Fan Jingtong touched her stomach with his hand, "He also came with the young master of the Song family. It's so powerful."
Huang Qiqi hugged Fan Jingtong's waist. Seeing that the man couldn't suppress his smile, she hit the iron while it was hot. "Isn't 20 million too little for such a good experience?"
"Thirty million."
"Mr. Fan, don't forget me either. You know me. In fact, I'm not inferior to Mrs. Song at all in terms of technology."
Xu Yi got up from the bed. As soon as he got up, he was pressed down by Fan Jingtong.
"I'll make you die ugly. Let me out..."
"Fan Jingtong, he will kill you."
"Ah!"
Fan Jingtong strangled her neck with red eyes, "Why can't Mrs. Song recognise the situation? How long has it been? I'm richer than Song Yanming. Song Yanming is a dog.
"Let go of me, Huang Qiqi, I'll kill you. What did you give me? Well..."
The next second, Fan Jingtong covered her mouth with his hand, making her completely out of breath, and her eyes went dark. Fan Jingtong suddenly let go again.
"Then I won't bother you, Mr. Fan. I'll ask your men for the money."
"Get it, get out of here!"
Huang Qiqi left with a smile. As soon as she walked out of the door, she was pulled over by a strong force. The next second, a big palm stuck her neck.
The police came this way from the other end of the fire passage, and Huang Qiqi couldn't help but stare.
How could it be like this?
Xu Yi, a pregnant woman, is not Fan Jingtong's opponent at all. Fan Jingtong's big palm has been lingering on her stomach.
"Pervert, you pervert!"
"You call, it's useless for you to scream your throat. Song Yanming's wife, Song Yanming's seed, is interesting... It's really interesting!"
With a sting, the door behind Fan Jingtong was kicked open.
Song Yanming was the first to bear the brunt. Although he was well prepared, when he saw a scene on the bed, he couldn't help kicking Fan Jingtong out of bed.
The police behind rushed in, and Song Yanming's coat fell on Xu Yi.
Xu Yi trembled with fear, and his eyes were empty. When he saw him, there was no expression on his face, as if he was stupid.
"I'm late."
Song Yanming bent down to help her. As soon as he touched her back, Xu Yi's eyes regained a little lustre.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"Song Yanming."
Xu Yi's lips were also white, and then he threw himself into the man's arms with a woop, "Song Yanming, why are you here!" I'm sorry."
Fan Jingtong fell to the ground in untidy clothes and was immediately detained by the police.
"You and Yang Kunli should agree with each other. Who else is involved?"
Fan Jingtong's face turned pale. How did he know?
"You and Xiao Yuanzhong have joined hands to fool me and humiliated my wife. This pen will be returned sooner or later."
"Xu Yi, help me, Xu Yi, help me!"
Huang Qiqi was also frightened by the scene in front of her and shouted at her desperately.
Xu Yi shrank in Song Yanming's arms, like an injured rabbit.
"Song Yanming, it was Yang Kun who came to me. I don't know Xiao Yuanzhong, Song Yanming!"