Chapter 90: Kim Zhengming is in an emergency, Zhao Jie is being bullied (please subscribe)
Yunlong Villa, inside the mansion.
Qin Xiuru packed up her daughter's clothes carefully and put them in the laundry room full of disgust, then returned to the living room on the first floor and sat down.
Look at your heartless husband.
She immediately took away the tea tray on the coffee table and said angrily: "I've been looking at it all afternoon, and I'm still looking at it."
Hear the words.
Kim Zhengming came back to his senses, stood up and sat on the sofa in a daze, and sighed: "I can't see enough, I can't see enough."
"This is a treasure, a big treasure, the more I look at it, the more I see it. I think it’s amazing, but the more I look at it, the more I can’t see through it.”
“Absolutely amazing.”
“Fortunately, it’s not a cultural relic, otherwise we might not be able to save this treasure. .”
Pure nonsense.
Qin Xiuru glanced at the tea tray, raised her hand and touched it: "Is this thing really as good as you said?"
Jin Zhengming said quickly: "It will only be better than what I said, you Touch it gently and be careful not to damage it. I will be heartbroken if this thing peels off even a little bit."
Qin Xiuru rolled her eyes and used the tea set to make tea.
"No matter how good the treasure is, it is for use. If you like it, I will ask Chengcheng another day if there are any more and ask him to send another set for you to collect."
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Can there be a second set of this kind of treasure?
Impossible, absolutely impossible. This national treasure is absolutely unique and cannot be made into a second set.
This is the only thing that can never be done in ten or eight years.
Jin Zhengming shook his head and said: "You have long hair but short knowledge. You have no idea how precious this thing is. There is no way you can have a second set."
Who has long hair but short knowledge?
Qin Xiuru was too lazy to care and hummed: "If you don't ask the child, how do you know there is no second set?"
She already regarded Song Cheng as one of her own and was not going to be polite.
But Kim Jong-myung didn't. He felt that the value of this kind of treasure was immeasurable, and he couldn't afford a second set.
Then he shook his head and suddenly stopped.
Wait, what child, who is that child?
He recalled what the butler had said before and frowned: "What does that child you are talking about do?"
Finally noticed.
Qin Xiuru smiled and said: "The child's name is Song Cheng. He is twenty-five years old this year. He is good-looking, handsome, has a good temperament, and is very powerful. Now he is a member of Tongsen Technology The second largest shareholder and the first controller.”
Hmm.
It’s a bit wrong to say what to do in such detail.
Jin Zhengming nodded slightly, carefully brewing tea with a precious tea set, and said casually: "Uncle Tian said you like that child very much?"
Qin Xiuru sighed softly: "Yes, that child is so lovable. If you could be born earlier and meet me earlier, what else would you do?"
Huh?
You actually like it so much?
Kim Zhengming suddenly felt that his forehead was a little green for no reason. He finally put aside his love for the baby, looked up at his wife who was still charming in a cheongsam, and recalled what his wife had just said.
What's your name, Song Cheng, twenty-five years old?
What kind of charm and strength can a twenty-five-year-old young man have?
Wait a minute, Tongsen Technology, Su Zhenye’s company.
Jin Zhengming was surprised, looked at his wife, and said simply: "Stop playing riddles and just tell me what's going on with that kid."
Qin Xiuru said with satisfaction: "I am very satisfied with that child and like it very much. Yaya also likes it very much. The two of us can play well."
It’s also too messy and doesn’t pay attention to the impact at all.
She didn't say this, she just blamed it in her heart.
Jin Zhengming didn't pay attention, his mind stopped for a moment, and he was confused for a moment.
Who is Yaya?
Oh, my daughter’s nickname.
Wait, that guy took down the baby girl?
Twenty-five years old, thirty-six years old, eleven years apart, the gap is not small.
You are indeed capable of taking down your daughter.
"Okay, okay."
He couldn't help but laugh and said: "This girl has finally figured it out. Okay, I'll meet you another day. As long as the boy is okay, the difference in age is not big. It’s not a big deal.”
Qin Xiuru interrupted: "Yaya is thirty-six years old and has only been young for a few years. Do you really think that child is willing to marry Yaya?"
What do you mean?
The smile on Jin Zhengming's face stopped, and he had an ominous premonition.
Qin Xiuru glanced around and found that the nanny and housekeeper were not there. She was relieved, stood up and sat next to her husband, and whispered: "Let's talk about it first. I really like this child Chengcheng and am satisfied. So I agreed to the matter between him and Yaya. Don’t be angry after hearing this.”
The ominous premonition is even stronger.
Kim Zhengming's eyes changed and he took a deep breath: "Wait a minute, forget it, stop talking, I'll just pretend I don't know anything."
He has lived his whole life and has no other ability, just to avoid suspicion. His abilities are second to none, and he has developed intuition.
"What are you talking about."
Qin Xiuru hummed softly: "You are a father and you don't know what to do. I said, listen."
Hearing this .
Jin Zhengming could only listen, but he silently held the heart-protecting life-saving pill in one hand, ready to drink it at any time.
And what his wife said was indeed not what he expected intuitively.
Song Cheng is very capable, but too capable and too attractive to women, so he has other women and girlfriends outside.
That guy doesn’t plan to get married, but he will be responsible.
Heh.
What a joke!
His daughter is thirty-six years old, and she is also his daughter. Given her status and status, how can she endure the grievance of being someone else's mistress or concubine?
He has a net worth of hundreds of millions, but he has lived for most of his life without being able to do so. Why should that kid do it?
“This tea set is a gift from Chengcheng.”
Qin Xiuru glanced at her husband who was shaking with anger, raised her hand to help calm her breath, and said calmly: “You If you don’t agree, the gift will have to be returned.”
Kim Jong Myung:! ! !
Are you kidding? I gave it away, why should I take it back?
I, Kim Jong-myung, have received the treasures based on my ability, and I will not return them, and I will definitely not return them.
“I agree if you don’t return it.”
Qin Xiuru saw through her husband’s thoughts and said with a smile: “Think about it, Yaya is already thirty-six and can’t get married anyway, how about now? It’s easy to see each other, so what are we still doing?”
"Not to mention that the child Chengcheng is so good and not bad in all aspects. If he really didn't have that shortcoming, such a good son-in-law would not be our daughter."
"And with my daughter's temper, since Like it, it means that we have identified Chengcheng. If we can influence her thoughts, we won't make her unable to get married at the age of thirty-six."
"It's just not getting married. Yaya has no objection. We don’t have to have a wedding. The worst is to let the two children have one in private. There are many ways."
"As for Chengcheng’s other women outside, he loves to mess around so much. He is still young and capable, so let him go. Just let Yaya get pregnant and let us have our grandson as soon as possible."
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Qin Xiuru comforted, analyzed, seduced, and threatened. It can be said that she used all kinds of methods.
Jin Zhengming understood completely. After all, he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves. His head was dizzy. After drinking a sip of freshly brewed tea, he calmed down and recovered.
He looked at his wife, frowned and said: "You like that guy so much, are you satisfied with that kid?"
Qin Xiuru smiled and said: "That's because you haven't seen Chengcheng before. Wait until you do. You will also be very satisfied with the above aspect.”
“The only disadvantage is that I have more children. As long as I accept this disadvantage, everything else is an advantage. I am not satisfied anyway.”
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"If you are so good, the children you will give birth to will definitely be good as well."
Interesting.
It is not easy to make your wife so satisfied.
Kim Zhengming drank tea and pondered.
Is it true that my daughter can’t get married?
otherwise.
In addition to the fact that the daughter herself has no satisfactory partner, the fact that their parents have allowed their daughter to remain single to this day is not without some dissatisfaction with the men in today's society.
At this point, no matter whether he is a good match or not, he cannot be inferior.
My daughter is so outstanding, but most men are not worthy of her. There are not many who are, and she is not young.
Twenty-five year old young man
Very young.
Jin Zhengming glanced at the tea cup in his hand and the tea set in front of him, and took a breath.
Although the treasure is good, it is impossible for him to sell his daughter regardless of her happiness just for this kind of treasure.
“Let’s meet some other time.”
He said solemnly: “If that boy is really as good as you say, let’s talk about it”
As long as there is no flat refusal, it means there is still room for discussion.
Qin Xiuru smiled brightly and said: "Okay, I'll go talk to the kid and ask him to come home another day for you to meet him."
With that said, he stood up and left, feeling Pleasure.
Looked at my wife.
Jin Zhengming exhaled again, squeezed the tea cup in his hand slightly, and quickly relaxed after realizing it, fearing to damage the treasure.
No wonder he was so generous as a gift of such a treasure. It turned out to be a dishonest person.
I don’t know where the baby came from. I can ask about it when we meet some other time.
Compared to baby.
He was also very interested in the fact that the boy named Song Cheng could make his mother and daughter so fond and satisfied.
What magic power can make people like it so much?
Especially his daughter, who has an extremely noble temperament and a very high-minded vision, just like a condescending fairy, which most ordinary people can't even look down on.
Kim Zhengming was thinking endlessly. He thought of something and immediately picked up his cell phone and made a call.
Soon, the call was connected.
Su Zhenye: "Hello, Mr. Jin."
Jin Zhengming said calmly: "Well, Lao Su, I have something to ask you."
Su Zhenye: "It's easy to say."
Kim Zhengming: "Who is Song Cheng and what is his identity?"
Su Zhenye: "Yu Zhu just asked me yesterday. Frankly speaking, I don't know either. However, Mr. Song has great energy, and the equity purchase price offered is irresistible. It can almost be said that he bought my entire company directly."
On the phone, Su Zhenye's words were surprising.
Jin Zhengming listened for a long time, and finally agreed to have a meal and have a good chat then. The phone hangs up.
He drank tea again and fell into deep thought.
Young, rich, and full of energy. No wonder he wants to get married. He is also hooking up with other women. He even dares to provoke his own daughter.
To be so generous, it is directly a rare treasure comparable to a national treasure.
Song Cheng, twenty-five years old.
Kim Jong-ming felt lost. He recalled what he was doing when he was twenty-five years old and couldn't help but shake his head.
No comparison.
I made my fortune at the age of thirty, and I was still struggling around at the age of twenty-five.
If I had achieved what I have achieved at the age of twenty-five, I would have had more than one wife and lover around me. She was young and strong, and how could she not be lustful?
Song Cheng is too young.
This was the first time in his entire life that he had met someone with so much energy at such a young age.
He now understands why the future son-in-law is so greedy.
However, understanding is understanding, whether you can accept it is another thing.
See you some other time
On the other side.
Yunhe Mansion.
The dinner was very sumptuous, with big fish and meat, filling the table.
“Wow, it smells so good.”
Cao Yingying cooed, hugging her good brother who had just taken off her apron, and said coquettishly: “Brother, you are so great, I love you so much. .”
It’s hard not to love.
Rich, good-looking, one in a million, and good at cooking.
Having a boyfriend like this is such a blessing.
To this.
Zhao Jie, who was carrying food to and from the side, glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but sigh, becoming even more frightened.
This man is so terrifying and charming that no woman can resist him. No wonder Yingying is so obsessed with him.
But the more outstanding she is, the more scared she becomes.
What frightens her even more is that her fear is also mixed with inexplicable expectations, joy, and longing.
The desire to be as intimate as Yingying with this devil.
Zhao Jie couldn't help but be distracted. She was holding fish soup in her hand, and if she didn't pay attention, she would hit the open kitchen counter.
Fortunately, there was no danger.
Because Song Cheng responded to his secretary's girlfriend's kiss and casually took Zhao Jie into his arms while holding the bottom of the fish soup bowl with one hand to avoid spilling the good fish soup and wasting it.
"Hmm."
Cao Yingying was so selfless in the kiss that she gasped slightly after opening her mouth. She opened her mouth with unfinished thoughts and stuck out her tongue. Her eyes were full of joy, and her expression was even more rosy and attractive. , just like a juicy red apple, which makes people appetite.
Zhao Jie saw this scene clearly because she was hugged over, and she blushed.
“Okay.”
Song Cheng smiled and said: "Eat first."
Cao Yingying agreed, her delicate body wrapped in a small shirt and pleated skirt still leaning on her, very fascinated.
Zhao Jie couldn't bear it anymore, so she quickly took the fish soup and left, not daring to look at Song Cheng.
In addition to fear, there is also shyness.
She remembered the video chat with Song Chengtong in the office in the afternoon. She and her sisters were holding ice cream and showing all kinds of seduction with their silk legs exposed, and Song Chengtong was intimate with another beautiful woman in front of her. , it was so shameful that she could not face Song Cheng calmly.
Return to the table.
"Zhao Zhao."
Cao Yingying sat happily next to her good brother, her silky legs were tight, her silky feet were wearing spotless sexy high-heeled shoes specially worn at home, and she suddenly said: "you go Brother, sit down on the right side. Why are you sitting next to me?"
Zhao Jie lowered her head and said in a low voice: "No, I just sit here."
Cao Yingying pouted.
Song Cheng smiled and said casually: "Stop sitting, squat aside and eat."
Then he finished.
Zhao Jie's delicate body trembled, and she once again felt the fear that enveloped her body in the car last night. She did not feel the humility of being treated as a human being. She lowered her head and her eyes were red, and she shed tears of grievance. .
"Brother, what are you doing."
Cao Yingying said softly: "You are not allowed to bully Zhao Zhao."
Song Cheng nodded.
Across the way, Zhao Jie paused, then stood up with the bowls and chopsticks, then lowered her head, choked silently, and shed tears as she squatted silently at the dining table.
Such a humble and humble gesture makes people feel distressed.
"Zhao Zhao."
Cao Yingying got anxious and quickly stood up and said: "What are you doing? My brother is scaring you. Get up quickly."
Zhao Jie lowered her head, concealed her face, shook her head, and whispered: "I was originally dependent on others. Mr. Song likes to make me squat, so I just squat."
"It doesn't matter. Yingying, go and eat quickly."
How can this be done?
Cao Yingying refused, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, squatted down with her shredded legs together and said, "Then let me squat with you."
Seeing this.
Song Cheng's eyes paused for a moment on the 12-centimeter high heels on the silky feet of the two women. He picked up his secretary's girlfriend and ordered: "It's uncomfortable to squat, so just kneel."
Words fall.
Zhao Jie's delicate body trembled again, and then her beautiful black stocking legs under the hip-hugging skirt came together, and she slowly knelt down on the cold floor.
"Brother."
Cao Yingying cried and said softly: "Don't bully Zhao Zhao like this, okay? If you want to bully, you can bully me. I can do it."< br>
Hear the words.
Zhao Jie raised her head, wiped her tears and mustered up the courage to say: "No, no, Yingying, it's okay with me. I've always been bullied by others, it's okay."
" You are different."
"Mr. Song, please just bully me. It doesn't matter how bad a woman like me is bullied."
As he spoke, his eyes were red. Tears reappeared in my heart, and I felt pity for him.
"No."
Cao Yingying shook her head and cried, "I don't want it."
That's it.
Seeing the two sisters being so deeply in love.
Song Cheng put away his thoughts and simply said: "Okay, get up and sit next to me to eat."
Zhao Jie was stunned and said tremblingly: "I, I just kneel down."
Song Cheng frowned and his eyes turned cold, triggering the killing effect of his eyes.
The next moment.
When their eyes met, Zhao Jie's face instantly turned pale, and she felt a deeper fear.
“No, don’t.”
"I was wrong, Mr. Song, I'll get up right now."
"Please don't be angry, I'm just obedient, I'm obedient."
During the trembling words, Zhao Jie trembled quickly Lifting his body, he stood up tremblingly and climbed to a chair nearby to sit down, with his head lowered, like a frightened rabbit.
"Brother, your eyes are so scary."
Cao Yingying couldn't help but be afraid, but half of it was true fear, and half of it was a stupidity driven by instinct.
"Have you?"
Song Cheng smiled, put away his eyes, kissed the small mouth of his secretary girlfriend in his arms, and said warmly: "Are you okay now."
Cao Yingying paused. Feeling happy, he agreed, his posture extremely submissive.
Eat.
Song Cheng let go of his secretary’s girlfriend and immediately started having dinner under the service of the two women.
During the dinner table, the sisters kept taking the initiative to pick up vegetables and feed them.
At the end of the meal, the two sisters leaned completely against him. However, Cao Yingying was very intimate and natural, while Zhao Jie remained humble, always lowering her head, and her fearful look was very disturbing. I want to bully him a lot.
After dinner.
Song Cheng returned to the living room and sat down.
Zhao Jie went to wash the dishes.
"Brother."
Cao Yingying called, walking over with her beautiful legs crossed.
The woman is still wearing a pleated short skirt and a bun, which is cute.
But the upper part of the body was changed into a one-shoulder strapless strapless shirt. Her breasts were full, and she was about to break out of the clothes. The hem of the clothes was slightly short, revealing the tight-fitting breasts wrapped in shiny and sheer flesh-colored stockings. The waist is covered.
What is this, waist silk?
Song Cheng was very interested. He put down his phone and reached out to catch his lovely girlfriend who rushed over. His paws landed on the woman's waist without any ceremony, and he felt silky and wonderful.
"Why are you bullying Zhao Zhao like that?"
Cao Yingying spread her silk legs and knelt on the sofa, sitting on Song Cheng's lap, and pouted: "Big bad guy."< br>
Song Cheng was helpless.
He couldn't hold it back either.
Zhao Jie is a bit of a devil. The humbler she is, the more he wants to bully her, as if she has some psychological problem.
But he knew very well that there was nothing wrong with his own psychology, but it was Zhao Jie who had a problem.
The characteristic of this woman is that once she becomes humble, she can easily arouse the desire to bully others.
Quite strange.
It should have something to do with the other person's experience of being bullied frequently in the past. Because he is used to being bullied, he has developed this inexplicable temperament that can inspire other people's desire to bully.
He is submissive and easy to bully at first sight.
This feeling of wanting to bully is like seeing a cute cat and can’t help but touch it. It is unexpectedly addictive.
(End of this chapter)