Chapter 867 The Truth Eight Years Ago! (15)

Far away in a holiday villa in Sanya.

The floor in the room was a mess.

The underwear was thrown casually on the floor, and pieces of clothing were everywhere.

At this moment, the bed made a "squeaking" sound, and the quilt on the bed twisted into a ball.

Song Yuanxi stared at the strong man on top of her with blurred eyes. Even though the man was Qiao Lian, she didn't even react to hate her.

Until...when Qiao Lian said those words, Song Yuanxi's body stiffened.

Her sight seemed to suddenly find focus.

She stood up and was about to pick up the phone, but at this moment, a fierce impact made her feel like her body wanted to be torn in half by him!

Immediately, her chin was pinched hard, and the man's enlarged face slowly approached. After getting closer to Song Yuanxi, he sneered: "Song Yuanxi, do you know what kind of women I hate the most?"

Song Yuanxi was stunned.

"While making love with me, I'm still thinking about others. Is it because I'm not working hard enough?"

After saying this, Song Yuanxi's pupils shrank, and sure enough, the next second, a wave of violent storm swept over!

Song Yuanxi clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip.

Silently reciting the numbers in her mind, she finally calmed down when the man finished.

The air is full of charming atmosphere.

The man finally left her.

Only then did Song Yuanxi gasp for air.

She sat on the bed, looking at the spots on her body, feeling like laughing and crying.

After a while, everything turned into a sigh.

After waiting for a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the man walked out wrapped in a bath towel. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and stared at Song Yuanxi with sharp eyes, "Miss Song, you are not a qualified bed partner. "

When Song Yuanxi heard this, she clenched her fists.

"But you taste really good."

The man's words made her feel filled with a sense of shame.

He put his clothes on one by one, and after waiting for a while, he was fully dressed.

No one could tell that just now he looked like a beast...

After the man finished tidying up, he walked out, "I'll go out for a meeting. You can play here and I'll take you out for dinner in the evening."

It wasn't until the man's figure disappeared into the room that Song Yuanxi seemed to be reborn and took a deep breath.

After waiting for a while, she calmed down her emotions. She didn't even take a shower, so she picked up her cell phone and called Qiao Lian.

The call was answered quickly.

Qiao Lian's voice was a little awkward, "Just now..."

Song Yuanxi's expression turned cold. Her originally timid expression became stubborn after experiencing so many things.

She said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"I want to ask how Mo Wuxin died eight years ago."

Song Yuanxi paused for a moment before speaking: "I promise Brother Liangchuan that I will not tell you the truth."

Qiao Lian took a deep breath, "I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. I never met your brother back then, so there is no way I could harm him...you..."

"Ha." Song Yuanxi smiled sarcastically, "Are you okay? If not, I'll hang up."

After saying this, Qiao Lian became anxious.

She shouted directly into the phone: "Shen Liangchuan has severe insomnia! Because he feels guilty about your brother's affairs!"