Chapter 504

"That Professor Liu is a little interesting."

As soon as she got on the bus, Zheng Qing pulled off her makeup mirror and began to remove her makeup.

"He is Miss Bo's fiance."

As the mirror fell, there was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Zheng Qing picked her eyebrows and showed a touch of interest at the bottom of her eyes.

"That's more interesting."

"Don't fool around. Professor Liu is a serious man."

"You mean, I'm not serious?"

The mirror was speechless against her strong arguments.

"Don't worry, I have discretion."

Zheng Qing hummed a song. With her skillful hand, she soon recovered her original beautiful and moving face.

Mingjing thought for a moment and said, "have you checked the details of the Qin family?"

"Of course, I've checked. The Qin family is not a good thing, but as the saying goes, bad bamboo makes good bamboo shoots. Qin Tian is still a good man. Otherwise, I can't trust my son to them."

"But..." Zheng Qing's conversation turned, and the narrowed Fox's eyes showed a chilling cruelty.

"If you dare to touch my son, I will make her regret living in this world."

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The car drove into the underground garage. The garage was large and could not be seen at a glance. The lights were bright and dark, and the atmosphere was gloomy and terrible.

Zheng Qinggang turned in and suddenly a car jumped out of the corner. Zheng Qing stepped on the brake urgently.

"Shit, which turtle grandson dares not to your aunt's car."

Zheng Qing got angry. As soon as he opened the door and was ready to go down to find the other party for theory, he saw that the door of the van suddenly opened. Seven or eight strong men with sticks and sticks came down from the car and surrounded her car.

Zheng Qing blinked, one foot in the car and one foot on the floor. She maintained a constant movement and turned her head to look at the mirror on the front passenger's seat.

"What's going on?"

The bright mirror was much calmer and swept around: "come again."

The word "you" is very spiritual.

Zheng Qing picked an eyebrow: "beauty is a disaster."

The mirror is as steady as Mount Tai: "one minute, it should be solved."

Zheng Qing moved his joints for a while. The bone pinched "click", and the knee of the listener became soft.

"Aunt, I haven't been active for a long time. You just came to the door. Come on, who asked you to come?"

Zheng Qing lowered the brim of his hat. The lights flickered. He couldn't see his face clearly, but there was a mysterious beauty.

Several people's hearts flashed a touch of amazement at the same time.

"I advise you to be wise and oppose President song. You have no good fruit to eat."

Women's red lips are slightly hooked, which is extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold.

"Song Sheng, my aunt hasn't settled accounts with him yet. He sent it to the door first. It's good to settle new accounts and old accounts together."

The woman leaned against the door and hooked her fingers. Her tone was casual, as if she were saying that the weather was really good today.

"Do you come one by one or together?"

A few people have never seen such an arrogant woman. She still talks hard when she is dying.

Looking at each other, one of them suddenly rushed up. He thought she was a weak woman with no strength to bind chickens. Who knows, at the next moment, the woman's long legs were raised and pressed on the man's shoulder, and the man couldn't move all over. It was like a jack pressing on his shoulder. His face was distorted due to pain, and his body fell a little bit in the woman's light laughter.

The woman held her chest in her hands and leaned against the door in a relaxed and casual manner.

In contrast, the ferocious face of a man and his will to be quickly disintegrated.

The difference between them was huge. I thought it was a battle without suspense. Unexpectedly, it took only a few seconds, and the result was reversed, which made everyone fall below their eyeballs.

The man finally couldn't support it. "Poop" knelt on the ground, as if the voice echoed in everyone's heart, trembling and frightened.

There was a dark wind blowing from somewhere, and everyone felt cold sweat on their back.

The woman kicked the man's chest impatiently. The man flew out like a broken kite. Several people retreated one after another for fear of being hit.

The man fell to the ground, twisted a little, and then there was no sound.

The hearts of several people were all split, and their hands holding the stick could not help shaking, "you... Who are you?"

"You song always didn't tell you? He kicked the iron plate."

Zheng Qing had no patience. He stepped on high heels and walked over step by step.

Every step she took, several people stepped back, clenched the stick and stared at her carefully.

"I really overestimate him. What I'm looking for is crooked melons and split dates. This is a great disrespect to my aunt."

Zheng Qing's words fell and he shot.

The remnant shadow is like the wind. I can't catch half of my clothes.

In just one minute, several tall men lay on the ground like rags, groaning, looking at the slim and ghostly woman standing under the half light and half dark light.

They didn't even see how she did it, so they were lying on the ground and couldn't move.

It's terrible.

Zheng Qing's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly turned to look at the column in the East, "roll out."

The quiet needles around can be heard, and the man's gasping sound full of fear is more clear.

The man suddenly turned and ran away.

Zheng Qing sneered, stepped on a stick that fell at his feet, kicked his toes, and the stick flew away towards the man's back.

Hearing a scream, the man's vest was hit by a stick and fell to the ground.

Zheng Qing walked over and stepped on the man's back with high heels. "Now, immediately, immediately take me to Song Sheng."

This person is Song Sheng's assistant. He is desperate at the moment.

President song has long been reminded that the other party can't mess with him.

General manager song is determined to go his own way. Now he is good and kicks to the iron plate.

The assistant jumped up and said, "don't hurt me. I'll take you to see President song."

The door opened and a girl in white came down. In the night, the white dress was spotless.

Zheng Qing said with a hearty smile, "how about Mingjing? I didn't lose face for you."

The mirror walked calmly through a group of staggering men, like the purest lotus growing in the mud.

A man who fell to the ground suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed a skirt. He said unconsciously, "help... Help me."

In the cold and dark space, even the wind is bone loving and cold, except for the vague white, with a faint golden light all over, like the unforgettable warmth of childhood in the depths of memory.

Living in hell, but yearning for the sun, seeing a glimmer of hope, they can't wait to reach out.

Only that white light is the only salvation in the muddy life.

No one can refuse.

Zheng Qing came up with one foot, "I don't want it. I'll chop it for you."

Looking at the mess on the ground, the mirror said helplessly, "don't hurt your life."

"I have discretion. I can't be soft hearted when dealing with such people."

Seeing the assistant staring at the mirror in a daze, Zheng Qing went up and said, "what are you looking at? Lead the way."

The assistant stumbled and almost fell and ate shit. Then he honestly took them to the elevator.

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Song Sheng looks after his hair in the mirror. He doesn't know how much hair wax he has put on his head.

Then I put a perfume bottle on my body for several times.

In the living room, candlelight dinner is ready, and the bedroom and rose bed are in place.

As soon as he stopped, his mind was full of the cold appearance of the little fairy. He was so dry that he couldn't wait for a moment.

Take out your cell phone and call your assistant.

In the elevator, the mobile phone rang quickly, the assistant's small heart trembled and his head hung lower.

A smiling voice fell from his ear: "take it."

The assistant took out his mobile phone and consciously turned on the hands-free. Song Sheng's impatient voice came out.

"What are you talking about? I can't do a little thing well. I won't see anyone again in ten minutes. Get back to the construction site and lay bricks."

The assistant glanced at Zheng Qing carefully, and was stunned by the beauty of the target. For a moment, his brain was blank.

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows.

Assistant Fu Zhixin immediately replied, "in the elevator, right away."

The other party hung up.

Miss Song said, "I'm afraid you two can't offend his background, but you two really want to offend me."

Zheng Qing said with a smile, "handsome boy, you are very loyal. It's too late to speak for your master at this time."

Just then, the elevator arrived.

Zheng Qing said with a smile, "go and open the door."

The assistant walked out of the elevator and rang the doorbell.

Before touching the button, the door opened and Song Sheng rushed out.

"Where are the people?"

As soon as he looked up and saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him, Song Sheng's eyes immediately straightened.

If the mirror is an immortal, then the woman in front of her is the peony of Sheng Yan, which is more beautiful than this.

As soon as the beauty smiled, she hooked her soul away.

"Song Sheng, right?"

Song Sheng nodded like pounding garlic and looked flattered: "beauty knows me?"

"The name of general manager song is like thunder..."

Before Song Sheng could be happy, the other party suddenly pulled out a whip from behind and waved it towards his face. Song Sheng was stunned by the accident. He had no time to dodge and received the whip firmly.

"My aunt is looking for you."

The assistant rushed away.

Song Sheng reacted and covered his face and screamed, "ah..."

The whip was slashed from the left eye to the right jaw, and it was extremely tragic.

This whip also took away all the beautiful thoughts of Song Sheng. His eyes suddenly came down and stared at Zheng Qing fiercely, "dare you beat me? You're dead."

At this time, he found that standing behind Zheng Qing was as quiet as an invisible mirror, but he couldn't think so much at this time.

He was so big that it was the first time someone dared to slap him in the face.

He's dead in front of this woman.

"Oh, roar, I'm so scared." Zheng Qing rolled her eyes and whipped again.

"Aunt, give you another whip."

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's hard for her not to draw a fork on her face.

Song Sheng won't be beaten passively this time. He suddenly grabbed the whip and pulled it hard, but the other party didn't move.

When Song Sheng was young, he practiced judo for several years to protect himself. It was no problem to beat several people, but he was hollowed out by wine and sex in recent years, and his strength was much lower than before.

The coquettish woman smiled and said, "Song Sheng, Song Sheng, who are you thinking about? If you want to think about our mirror, don't blame my aunt for being ruthless."

As soon as he shook the whip, Song Sheng's palm hurt and suddenly released the whip.

At the next moment, the whip was flexible and soft like a snake, wrapped around Song Sheng's neck and pulled it hard. Song Sheng threw himself on his knees, couldn't breathe more and more, and his eyelids whipped fiercely.

The sense of suffocation on the verge of death made him like a stranded fish, struggling desperately, surrounded by fear in all directions, like the deepest nightmare, falling into an endless abyss.

The assistant hid in the corner and watched the scene, his knees softened.

It's really going to kill.

"Ah Qing." The mirror called her.

Zheng Qing snorted coldly and received the whip, "what a bad luck."

Song Sheng got the air and breathed desperately. His cheeks were red.

At this time, he didn't forget to say, "do you know who I am? If you offend me, I'll make your life worse than death“

"Still have the strength to speak. It seems that the lesson is not enough."

Zheng Qing walked up to him in high heels, dragged the collar to carry the man into the house, stripped his clothes, tied his feet with a rope, and threw him onto the railing of the balcony.

Under the terrace is a 30 story tall building, opposite is a skyscraper. The neon lights of the whole city light up the night. The night wind is very strong and piercing.

When Song Sheng realized what the other party was going to do to him, he was finally afraid.

"You... You put me down. Let's have a good talk. My father is Song Qi and my uncle is Song Yang. Do you know the consequences if you dare to fight me?"

Zheng Qing played with the rope: "the Song family is great. It's a pity that you are such a black sheep. I'll wait for your father and uncle to come to me. Go."

Zheng Qing smiled and nodded his eyebrows.

With a pig like scream, Song Sheng fell down from the balcony on the 30th floor.

The cry echoed between heaven and earth, extremely sad.

With the smell of coquettish in the night wind, Zheng Qing frowned: "I peed in my pants. I dare to do bad things with this courage."

The rope rolled in the palm of his hand and Song Sheng stopped falling.

Zheng Qing turned his head with a smile and waved to the already frightened assistant: "come here."

The assistant stumbled over.

Zheng Qing puts one end of the rope into his hand. The assistant subconsciously wants to loosen it. Zheng Qing grabs it and puts it in his hand again.

"Well, I don't think you want to be charged with murder, do you?"

The assistant shivered and grabbed the rope, but the strength was not enough. He stumbled and hit the railing, and the rope slipped down a few inches. He was so frightened that he quickly put his foot on the glass and grabbed the rope.

Zheng Qing yawned. "Let's go and go home to sleep."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Miss, please spare my life. I'm a social animal with salary. I have 80 old mothers and three-year-old children to take care of. You have a large number of adults. Let me go."

Zheng Qing sighed: "life is not easy, young man. Stick to it again, and soon the dawn will come."

Then he left with his arm around the mirror.

"Aren't you afraid to offend the Song family?"

Zheng Qing raised his eyelids and glanced at the mirror: "when he was angry, he became a beauty. Was he handsome just now?"

Mingjing said helplessly, "the Song family will not give up."

"If the Song family is reasonable, they know they will not be investigated. If they take the opportunity to attack, it's just that Grandpa will settle accounts with him and raise some garbage to pollute their eyes."