Chapter 137

Song September's injury was not serious. After a few days' rest, she went back to the company again. At noon, after a working meal, she planned to go outside the company.

"Ding!"

When the elevator door opened, she ran into the person coming out.

"Beauty, isn't it good to throw yourself in the arms?"

Although his mouth is not good, but a hand has been holding song September's waist, the person against the side of the wall, when you see the person, just call up.

"Why are you?"

Sheng Lang thinks he's unlucky and wants to let go of people, but when he turns around and sees the people coming out, his face is stiff.

Song Jiuyue didn't expect that it was this playboy. He pushed the man away and saw Fu Yan, who was already a little angry. His face was very calm.

"I forced him."

The five words of light cloud and light wind put Sheng Lang into hell in an instant.

Sheng Lang didn't expect that such a clever looking person should be so calm when talking about lies. He glanced at Fu Yan's bad eyes and drew his mouth.

Song September has already got into the elevator, regardless of the two men outside, pressing the close button very quickly.

"That's a misunderstanding..."

Sheng Lang swallows two mouthfuls of saliva. To him, song September is a woman of brothers. No matter how thirsty he is, he won't start.

Fu Yan just glanced at each other lightly. He didn't speak. He put his hand in his pants pocket and took the lead to walk out of the building. Sheng Lang also followed.

"I said, that song September also grew a mouth sharp teeth, lies does not take the blush, the skin is really thick."

Fu Yan's eyebrows raised, and he was strangely proud. The teeth of the cat he raised naturally became sharper and sharper, which was not fun.

They left shengteng all the way, got on the bus and went directly to the famous bar in Los Angeles.

"Well, isn't this a good place?"

When it comes to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling in Los Angeles, no one can compare with Sheng Lang, the little brother of Sheng family. The four words Sheng Lang has established his position in this respect.

"Not bad."

Fu Yan's eyebrows and eyes gave out these two words, and glanced at the drunken woman not far away. The eyebrows picked, and the two enemies were still tormenting each other.

Sheng Lang brought out two more cocktails and put one in front of Fu Yan. He recently bought the bar and renovated it. Now it's more elegant than before.

"It's a new one. The name is the same, but the taste must be different. Drink it."

Fu Jin looks at Sheng Lang's expression of pretending to be calm, and his eyebrows are raised.

"You don't care?"

Not far away, a woman was being pushed by several men in untidy clothes. It seems that the woman should have drunk too much, looked pretty good, protruded and warped. The whole person was very attractive. No wonder the males around wanted to jump on her as if they had never seen a woman in their whole life.

"She likes to play. Let her."

Sheng Lang said in a light voice, but he didn't know if it was the light. There was a trace of tears in his eyes. His magnificent eyes were like losing color, staring numbly at the wine in his hand.

There are two people on the bar who are really better than Fu.

The woman not far away is not Jiang Ying, but she has lost most of her reason now. She is being pushed and swam among men.

"This is Tian Hou Jiang Ying. I'm not welcome if you don't go up."

"Ha ha, I'm really lucky tonight."

There are a few men clamoring up, has slowly surrounded the river shadow, and even someone has put his hand to the river shadow of the thigh.

"This skin, tut Tut, is so smooth..."

Someone whispered that the hand still wanted to move up again, but the next second, the sigh of enjoyment turned into a scream, and the sound of fracture made the scalp of people around numb.

"Go away!"

Sheng Lang's face is overcast. At last, he can't help but sneer at Jiang Ying, who is already drunk and has lost his sense.

"It's not only that you've killed this man, but also that you can't have sex with him."

Sheng Lang was mocking the woman, but as he spoke, his chest began to rise and fall violently. The child, she killed their child by herself

Jiang Ying's dull head suddenly wakes up when he hears the word "child". When he looks up at the angry man standing in front of him, he suddenly feels funny. What's his right to be angry.

The corners of her mouth are hooked, and the whole person set off by the red nails is more and more decadent. Her whole person is like this, exuding a sense of decadence.

"Who should I be? It turns out that we are the master of the Sheng family. Do we know each other? As for children, do you remember wrong? I don't remember any childrenJiang Ying finish this sentence, stagger up, took the side of the bag, intend to leave this place.

Sheng Lang clenched his fists and looked at the woman who didn't know how to die. His eyes turned red and he held back his steps. He asked in a hoarse voice.

"Jiang Ying, tell me honestly, what have you done to our children?"

Jiang Ying's back is facing Sheng Lang, and her heart is like a big hole. She is filled with the cool wind, which makes her shiver.

"Dead, I threw into the garbage can and starved to death. You can see that he is a bastard and shouldn't live in this world."

Calm voice, words kill the heart.

Sheng Lang almost couldn't stand still. She really lost their baby. She lost it when she was born

"Do you have a conscience?"

Lang Jiang's eyes almost shake away the madman's life!

Sheng Lang shakes his hands and covers his eyes. He has been hypnotizing himself all the time. Maybe the dead baby he saw in the garbage can that day was not his child, but this person's short words completely broke his fantasy.

Jiang Ying says that the pain needs to be transferred. It's very strange. Seeing this person's pain, she miraculously feels better. She holds the bag in her hand, steps on the high heel and leaves the place.

Like a noble Queen, men and love are all floating clouds to her.

Sheng Lang trembles and sits on the sofa. At this time, he can't help sobbing in a low voice. His shoulders shake and shake. At this time, all the previous disguises disintegrate, revealing his skin and flesh that are already full of holes.

Fu Jin took a glass of wine, did not know how to comfort, can only sit quietly on one side.

"She killed our child. How could she be so cruel..."

Sheng Lang sobbed. After a while, he raised his head, but the sadness on his face had already been put away and became silent.

"Fu Jin, how can a mother deal with her children?"

Fu Jin doesn't speak. With his understanding of Jiang Ying, she should not have done such a thing. But these two people had such a big hatred at that time. When they were stimulated, they might have done something crazy.

Sheng Lang has calmed down by this time. He takes a mouthful of wine and forces his eyes back. Can he blame him for that? He can't choose his origin.

"Don't think about it."

Fu Jin lightly patted each other's shoulder, two people so silent, did not speak, although the bar is very noisy, but around the two people, but no one dare to come forward, even the beauty of the chat up is just a few steps away, aware of the air conditioning between the two people, can only stand far away.