Outside the dark night, there is an endless stream of cars like running water.
The hustle and bustle of the city, the rotten lust.
"Bolin, are you sure you're here?" You Xiaoxiao confirmed by looking at the huge signboard.
"Yes, let's go in. He should come to the party with his friends today! I heard from him that he and his friends come here every Saturday, and I met him on Saturdays." Qiao Bolin looked at the front of her with a little tenderness. of luxury.
You Xiaoxiao unceremoniously walked to the bar and asked them where Xiao Che's box was.
Sure enough, wealthy businessmen have their own fixed boxes.
You Xiaoxiao is no longer in the mood to appreciate everything that is luxurious and rotten in the outfield.
In the private room, soothing music was playing, Nalan Yanshuo, Situ Chen, and Xiao Che were having a good time drinking and chatting, and there were some high-class beauties around them.
Obviously they care more about the content of the chat.
From recent jobs to gangs, and topics of interest. They had a great chat.
At this moment, the bar attendant brought You Xiaoxiao and Qiao Bolin to their box.
You Xiaoxiao walked in directly, and was fascinated by the incompatibility, because this place is not as dark as usual in bars, there is a little more brightness here, but You Xiaoxiao is still in a bad mood.
"Xiao Che, come out!" You Xiaoxiao was quite a soldier, and his voice was loud enough for everyone in the box to hear.
Everyone turned their heads in unison, and looked at the three people at the door of the box.
The waiter retreated knowingly.
You Xiaoxiao began to look at the people here, but the three women ignored them for now.
Qiao Bolin's hand tightened, You Xiaoxiao knew that there was someone she was looking for.
She took a closer look, and unfortunately, he knew two of the three here. Her eyes wandered between them. I was about to say something but was interrupted.
"Do the two beauties have anything to do with me?" Xiao Che stood up generously, and walked in the direction of Youxiaoxiao.
The people behind also came over.
Because Nalan Yanshuo was very surprised what happened between You Xiaoxiao and Xiao Che. Situ Chen was completely watching the show, and women would only be jealous at this time.
"You are Xiao Che!" You Xiaoxiao sized him up naked, then moved his eyes to the woman next to him, who was almost hanging on him.
"Who is she?" You Xiaoxiao's tone was very bad, seeing that the woman turned into a woman who hooked up, but she could feel Qiao Bolin's trembling, because she kept her head down, You Xiao Xiao couldn't see Qiao Bolin's flushed cheeks , and flooded eyes.
"My girlfriend!" Xiao Che didn't hide anything, but he was thinking about this kind of cute beauty in front of him, but it seemed that there was no such character among the women he knew.
"Oh. Then what is she!" You Xiaoxiao pulled Qiao Bolin in front of Xiao Che. But Qiao Bolin always lowered his head, looking at the woman next to him in a lowly and unfriendly manner.
"I don't know her!" Xiao Che was even more calm.
"I don't know. On March 20th, who said he loved her in this box." You Xiaoxiao's anger spread step by step.
"Is it me? I don't remember very clearly!" Xiao Che gave an evil smile and pushed the responsibility away. But I'm already thinking about what happened that day. It seemed that he had come into contact with a girl that day, was it her in front of him? That woman really wanted to lose money to her, so she couldn't help but wonder what she was looking for now, asking for more money?
"But, man, he gave you the first time, how can you not remember!" You Xiaoxiao told himself to be calm, to be calm. Things haven't been resolved yet, so you can't be impulsive.
"I seem to have paid, isn't it enough? Money transaction, if you like me?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the playful smile.
Qiao Bolin raised her head in disbelief. With tears in my eyes, I looked at him.
The people next to them chose to remain silent.
You Xiaoxiao asked angrily, "Then how much did you pay for Bolin's first night!" Sarcasm, ridicule, You Xiaoxiao will never forgive this arrogant man.
"One hundred thousand!" Slightly proud, Xiao Che despised the two people in front of him. One hundred thousand, isn't it earned for such a money-worshiping woman? What else is there to entangle. Ignoring his friend's prompting eyes, he looked at the woman huddled behind You Xiaoxiao, who was somewhat familiar, but had no reflection.
You Xiaoxiao's fists were ringing, making noise, and her blood was boiling. She really wanted to beat this man, but she couldn't now.
You Xiaoxiao resolutely took out the check book from the bag, wrote a check for 100,000 yuan, tore it off gracefully, and threw it on Xiao Che's body, ignoring his surprised gaze.
"Xiao Che, please remember that Bolin's first night is far more than this amount of money. Don't think that being rich means you are arrogant. I solemnly tell you now that you are not worthy, you are not worthy of taking Bolin, and you are not worthy of being her belly." The father of the child in the house." You Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, she was forbearing, she must restore the dignity for Bolin.
Xiao Che was wrong at first, then shocked, looking at the woman curled up behind You Xiaoxiao, that night, the only time when he did not take any measures, indeed, he could be sure that it was the girl's first time, but he was not sure if it was This girl, kid? You Xiaoxiao said just now that she has a child, is it his?
Although doubtful and a little shaken, he still can't change his playboy nature.
You Xiaoxiao pulled Qiao Bolin up, and although she couldn't bear to see her bursting into tears, she couldn't let her be humiliated. Holding her hand, You Xiaoxiao wanted to take her out of here. "
"How do I know who it is? My family doesn't run a shelter. Even if we have a relationship, it's okay if you like it. I have a child with someone else outside, and then find someone to cover the bag. This is me. I've seen a lot!" He looked at their backs mockingly and contemptuously, although he knew he was going too far.
You Xiaoxiao and Qiao Bolin stopped in their footsteps, and You Xiaoxiao glared at him.
Qiao Bolin's heart was completely torn apart at that moment, piece by piece. That feeling that can't heal now.
Dizzy, but she still insisted on walking in front of Xiao Che, raised her crying red eyes and looked at Xiao Che fearlessly, no longer the shyness as before, only hatred and contempt.
"Pa" Qiao Bolin left my fingerprint on Xiao Chejun's face with all her strength.
"I, Qiao Bolin, am blind to fall in love with someone like you!" She opened her eyes wide to prevent the tears from streaming down. Although it was miserable, she gained the last dignity in front of him. "Don't worry, Xiao Che, we won't be here in the future." Meet. Son, I will give birth, and I will let him live a good life. However, he will never have anything to do with you in this life, all he has is hatred. Don't catch my child's attention. So, I will forget you, please forget me, and don't disturb my life!" Qiao Bolin turned around with tears in her eyes, and the tears fell at the moment of turning around, but she did not Let Xiao Che see it.
All I could see were traces of her heartbreak and despair.
Xiao Che wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak, because he really didn't know what to say.
"Bolin, are you alright?" You Xiaoxiao took Qiao Bolin's hand and left. She couldn't stay here for a minute.
"Lin, don't cry. It's hard to find three-legged frogs, but there are plenty of two-legged men."
You Xiaoxiao dragged Qiao Bolin out of the bar, Qiao Bolin finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaning against the car window, she lost her voice in pain.
"Why, why, he wanted to say that." With a hoarse cry, he wanted to comfort him in a ambivalent manner, but he really couldn't open his mouth.
"Xiao Xiao, am I really so cheap? Could it be that he looks down on me so much! What did I do wrong? If he wants to treat me like this, how can he insult me? Doesn't he know who I am?"
You Xiao Xiao quietly stood aside, digesting the anger just now. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com