C42 (1/2)

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.