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Su Ranqing stopped in her tracks.

Three years ago, she was extremely willful and did not want to change it in the slightest for the sake of her family. Now, she actually wanted to negotiate with Song Zimo for the sake of those production lines.

"Tell me your conditions." Su Ranqing looked at Song Zimo, her heart feeling a deep sense of helplessness.

Song Zimo reached out and held Su Ranqing's hand: "Divorce with Qiao Lingyu, we're together."

Su Ranqing did not speak.

"I can give you anything he can." Song Zimo stared at Su Ranqing, and at the same time forced her gaze to meet her.

Su Ranqing wanted to let go of her hand, her eyes filled with struggle.

"Three years ago you gave up on me for the family. Are you going to make the same choice after three years?" The corners of Song Zimo's mouth curled up in disappointment.

These words suddenly awakened Su Ranqing as she forcefully struggled out.

"Song Zimo, you are wrong. Three years ago, it was not I who gave up on you for the sake of the clan but rather you left and forced me to choose a family!" After Su Ranqing finished this sentence, she was about to stand up.

For some reason, when she heard Song Zimo say that, her heart suddenly hurt.

"I'm very grateful for what happened tonight, but I hope you won't do it again next time. It's my own business."

With that, Su Ranqing turned and left without looking back.

When he returned home, Qiao Lingyu wasn't back yet, but was to attend another banquet instead. He didn't expect that he would be even later than her by a little.

After taking a bath, Su Ranqing laid on the bed.

Song Zimo's face was swaying in front of her, she was suspicious, how did Song Zimo know that she was going to deal with Qin Yuanming?

According to her knowledge, most of his companies were related to the Internet, so in today's land auction, other than raising the price of Qin Yuanming's land, she didn't see him purchase any land.

This also indirectly meant that Song Zimo's target tonight was his.

Su Ranqing thought until she was dizzy, and just as she was about to sleep, she suddenly felt a weight on her body.

Before she could open her eyes, she felt a hand violently ravaging her body.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Qiao Lingyu.

"You …"

Before she could finish, Qiao Lingyu's entire person was on top of her.

Su Ranqing's eyes flashed with surprise, the smell of alcohol coming from her nose made her feel a little apprehensive: "Qiao Lingyu, you drank too?"

Qiao Lingyu did not reply her. Both of his hands even more violently pulled away her pyjamas. With a "Si la la" sound, her pyjamas were ripped apart, revealing a large piece of pure white skin.

Su Ranqing was shocked in his heart. Just as he was about to push Qiao Lingyu away with all his might, he had already sealed her lips.

His kiss didn't have the slightest skill to it. It was as if he had vented it all for the sake of venting. He crazily moved his lips as if he wanted to resolve all of his anger.

Su Ranqing didn't know what was happening, but she understood that the current Qiao Lingyu had already lost all sense of reason.

She could not struggle free, and seeing that her clothes were already taken off, she extended her hand and turned Qiao Lingyu's head, and bit on his shoulder.

Qiao Lingyu was indeed in pain. The pressure on Su Ranqing lessened.

Just when Su Ranqing thought that Qiao Lingyu had woken up, his movements suddenly became rough again.

"AHH!"

He used an unreasonable strength to take over her, but his body that did not go through flirt could not bear it at all. Su Ranqing felt a pain in her lower body.

Qiao Lingyu had always been a gentleman. Last time they went to bed together, Qiao Lingyu had never touched her, but what kind of provocation did he receive this time?

The man in front of her rampaged through her body. Very quickly, Su Ranqing fainted from the pain.

When he woke up again, there was no one by his side.

Su Ranqing wanted to get down from bed, but she felt a strange feeling in her lower body. Other than pain, it was also a little cool.

Looking to the side, sure enough, the medicine Shen Mo bought last time was right there.

Su Ranqing didn't know what to feel, she was ashamed and angry, and since he had raped her, why did he apply medicine on her? This man, she really couldn't understand him.

Just as he was thinking, Qiao Lingyu walked out from the bathroom.

A towel was wrapped around his lower body, revealing his sturdy upper body, and there were a few drops of water dripping from his hair on his chest.

Su Ranqing only took a glance before turning around. There was an extremely deep gritting on his shoulder, and he was constantly reminding her that what she saw last night was not an illusion.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Qiao Lingyu's voice was a little hoarse, as if it was the result of drinking too much last night.

"Don't worry about it!" Su Ranqing said coldly.

Who did this to her? A cat crying and a mouse showing mercy.

Qiao Lingyu paused for a bit. He was too rash last night, but he only needed to think about what Su Ranqing and Song Zimo's date might be, and what might have happened to them.

Qiao Lingyu took a step forward. Thinking that he was about to do something to his again, Su Ranqing reflexively took a step back.

Su Ranqing's actions stunned Qiao Lingyu.

He clenched his fists and released them, "You … "Rest well. Don't go to work today."

"What does it have to do with you!" Su Ranqing glared at Qiao Lingyu fiercely.

Qiao Lingyu was silent for a long while, and then said softly, "I'm sorry."

He really didn't do it on purpose, but he was still hurt.

Sitting in the car at the company, Qiao Lingyu opened his cell phone, which had a photo in it. Song Zimo held Su Ranqing's hand with both of his hands, with boundless tenderness in his eyes.

Su Ranqing lowered her head, and the two seemed to have boundless love flowing through them.

He let Shen Mo investigate the events at the auction last night, and only then did he know that the one competing with Qin Yuanming in the first half was not Su Ranqing, but Song Zimo.

What did that mean? A knight!

As long as he thought of all these, Qiao Lingyu felt as if his heart was pricked by needles. Fury burned through all of his rationality, and using the alcohol, he took control of her crazily.

It was just holding hands. She clearly hadn't slept with another man before, but his despicable heart made her impulsive.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Shen Mo, how is the preparation for the acquisition of welfare home going?"

"We're almost done with the john."

Receiving Shen Mo's affirmative answer, Qiao Lingyu hung up the phone. His gaze fell outside the window, but the finger on his left hand was waving around the ring on his right hand.

Song Zimo, let's see what you can take to fight with me.