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"Ha ha ha ha ha! Did you hear what she said

"Ha ha ha, Miss Su? You are a murderer

"Is the Su family comparable to the Fu family? Don't think we don't know who you've offended

"Nonsense! Hurry to flush out the excrement in the toilet. When you come in, you are still a lady? "

"What a young lady?"

The middle-aged woman said, a foot to Su Yujie kick in the past, the years left on her face is all mean.

This is a life imprisonment female prisoner who gives her husband to a vegetable. She is not afraid to offend people.

Su Yujie gritted her teeth and walked to the toilet.

As soon as I went in, I smelled the stench of the sky. There was excrement and urine outside the toilet.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Outside the bathroom came a roaring laugh.

These, most of them are deliberately made, deliberately torture her!

A sour nose, Su Yujie's eyes were instantly blurred by tears.

But those people are numerous and powerful, and she has no room for resistance. The prison guards do not care about such "small disputes".

They just said that the Fu family

So she is not willing to cooperate with the bone marrow thing, Fu Sihan used this kind of clumsy way to pressure, forced her to commit?

Dream, he dreams!

Does he care so much about being late?

Oh!

Su Yujie spent two days deliberately dragging herself down and finally got the chance to talk to her family.

"Mommy..."

The moment Su Yujie opened her mouth was crying.

Chen Lan had not heard her daughter's voice for a long time. She cried out in an instant, "Yu Jie, my Yu Jie, you and you finally called my mother. She missed you so much."

"Mommy, I have limited talk time. I want to talk to you about something."

"You say, you say, mother listen!"

If Chen Lan can see Su Yujie's appearance at this time, she will find that her baby daughter not only does not have the slightest sad crying appearance, but is full of indifference and shade.

"You can get in touch with Yan late and tell her some good news..."

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on the eve of the "super model" finals, he moved back to moon hotel in the evening.

Because this time, she is also going to stage a show. The position is a closed model. She has a rehearsal the day before. There is also a rehearsal on the morning of the competition. She makes up in the afternoon and plays in the evening. The whole process is very busy.

However, I'm used to this rhythm in the evening. Last year, when I went to Paris fashion week, I was even more urgent. I couldn't reach her, let alone this time.

"Yan, I think you usually wear flat shoes. Do you have any pain in your feet? Is it OK for you to wear this suit with high heel and fine The stylist came to heyanwan for final confirmation.

"Models who can't wear high heels are still models. Go back to be your rich wife!" After being humiliated at the family dinner, Nora was even more sinister.

She knew that she was no longer possible for Fu Sihan, but it did not affect her that she could not bear to speak late. It should be said that she was even more intolerant of it!

That night, he was humiliated in full view of the public. He said that he was the initiator!

I didn't look at Nora in the evening, as if she was air. She said to the stylist, "of course, no problem."

Rehearsal.

In the evening, she went to the stage in high-heeled clothes, stepped on the music drum and closed the ceremony. In addition to the sound of music, the audience was silent and full of admiration.

"Curved, fortunately I am the beginning, and you are far away, you are too strong!" "I'm worth more than you now, but you've retired for so long. I'm sure you'll surpass me soon."

Corker is not polite, nor false modesty, but sincere exclamation and admiration.

"Rose, you're so unlucky to be one in front of the words." The companion patted red rose on the shoulder, expressing regret.

Red rose was biting her teeth, her eyes were full of reluctance.

The last two games are based on the point system. She didn't play well in the last game, and her ranking was already behind. This time, she was in front of Yan Wan evening.

She used to think that Yanwan was not worthy of her current industry status and value, but now she has to admit that Yanwan's tablecloth is very stable, powerful, and the typhoon is unbearable.

She is full of shortcomings before speaking late!

This is not fair!

……

The rehearsal is over.

When he returned to his suite in the evening, he had already bathed and hung a nightgown loosely as usual.

"In high heels?" Fu Sihan asked.

"Well." He couldn't see through his emotions at night. As for why she knew she was wearing high heels, she was too lazy to ask such silly questions.

On the show stage, rarely do not wear high-heeled shoes.

"Don't you want your legs?" Fu Sihan puts down the document and stares at her."But it's work." Later, he went over, hooked the man's palm and said, "ah Han, I'll wear a dress rehearsal and go on stage tomorrow for a short time. The impact should be small."

It's obviously flattering.

"She is becoming more and more skilled." Fu Sihan's eyes swept from her abdomen. As soon as she pulled her hand, she pulled people to her legs and sat down.

He buried his face in the woman's neck socket and took two breaths.

"What's the matter?" I touched his hair by backhand in the evening. It had just been washed and not finished, but it was very good to touch *.

"I wonder how long the days of ascetics will last."

"Pooh --"

laugh at night and get a warning look from the man.

"Soon, soon!" The evening hastily appeases the vegetable nearly two months of man, "tomorrow, tomorrow, the game will be over."

She promised to wait until the supermodel game is over.

Fu Sihan said with a smile that he didn't know. He was not happy.

I think he cares to wait until tomorrow, not today, now.

The man's face again buried in the neck socket late, began to think, pregnancy this matter can hide how long.

There is not only pregnancy and vomiting, but also pregnancy.

What to say.

When to say it.

Tomorrow night he said that he would come to the stage, and misiko had already returned to the hotel from his home.

Later, I remembered that there were some details of work that didn't tell misiko and went out of the door.

"Mr. Innis, I'm here..."

When I got off the elevator in the evening, I just came to the corner and suddenly heard a familiar voice.

A slim woman in a silk dress walked into a suite.

The moment the man entered the door, if he felt it, he turned his head sideways and met his eyes at night.

It's a red rose.

Innis had once made up his mind to know that the middle-aged man was very popular and was not a good thing in his private life. But red rose was obviously voluntary and might even recommend a pillow.

I don't have the idea of participating in this kind of thing. I don't even bother to gossip. I just knock on Michelle's door.

As an assistant, Missy was supposed to live in a standard room downstairs, but miss Mi didn't feel aggrieved. She paid her own money to upgrade her suite.