Sisi looks very young.
Although she made fine-tuning according to Mrs. Rong's appearance, her youthful vitality could not be concealed.
Listening to a girl who looked younger than herself was talking about life and death, Su Yanyun couldn't help but sigh.
"Your friend will be fine." She calmly said, "No matter where you go, remember that there is a friend of mine here. If you encounter something that needs my help, don't be cautious, you can help. I'm so busy, I don't know how to thank you."
Sisi smiled sweetly: "This is what Yan Yun said. When I need you, I am not polite. Okay, I'm going to get off the boat..."
Ren Hua Qingmei didn't expect it.
She wandered at sea for so long, thinking that she had gone to the customs of other countries.
In fact, he was still wandering around the port of C city.
Sisi got off the freighter, looked up at the sky, and said to herself: "Where can I find Rong Jinghui..."
...
late at night.
The dancing and music are noisy at night.
Rong Jinghui leaned against the bar and pushed away another woman who had come forward to beg for joy.
It is no longer known which woman he pushed away tonight.
Even if he has already retreated, I don’t know how many empty bottles he has. His handsome face still has the usual numb look. The women around him all cast their eyes on his face, looking greedily and expectantly at this handsome and cold one. the man.
The night scene is very noisy, the dance floor is crowded with people, and music can penetrate people's eardrums.
The breath of many people extends in this limited space, the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the smell of women's perfume, and the fresh air with the smell of fresheners poured in through the vents...
Rong Jinghui felt a dead silence in his heart.
He lit a cigarette and watched the smoke ring slowly rise above his head.
It turns out that he is not anyone's son. No wonder, he is not like anyone in the Rong family.
When he was young, he secretly expected that he would be the son of the elder aunt.
Everyone said that he looked like Rong Linyi like twins, and he was secretly proud of it.
Like this, he can stay away from the second room where there is beauty.
He was actually jealous of Rong Linyi.
Envy that he has such a mother and father, jealous that he has a sister who loves him, envy him so good, won all the eyes of grandpa.
It wasn't until the tragic death of the new-born daughter of the eldest mother that Rong Linyi also suffered from a serious mental illness, and his mentality became a little balanced.
That perfect brother finally has a place for him to pity.
Until Su Yanyun appeared...
That cute little woman, he thought he had discovered her first.
But it wasn't until she appeared before him again as Mrs. Rong Shao that he didn't know that... he was so late than Rong Linyi.
His numb and temperatureless heart once reverberated with a voice, how much worse am I than him?
Now, reality tells him--
It's a lot worse.
It's about as many as one galaxy to another.
He is not even a descendant of the Rong family.
An enchanting woman in a deep red low-cut tight skirt, twisting her waist, walked up to him in style.
"Sir, are you missing a female companion?" The woman's voice was very seductive, and her body protruding and curled up immediately followed.
However, Rong Jinghui didn't pay attention to her, he just extinguished the smoke on his own and moved away.
The woman jumped for nothing.
But not discouraged, she drew heavy makeup, but under the weird light, she looked amazing.
"Sir, your last name, let's have a drink together..."
"roll."