Chapter 3： .Why pee at me to pee? (1/2)

Three days later, early morning.

Shi Qing finally woke up and lay on the familiar big bed.

All around, it was as quiet as a vacuum——

There is no old servant, and the bodyguard is gone.

And her belly--

She reached out, it was empty!

Struggling to sit up, on the bedside table next to him, a silver twenty-eight-inch rimowa suitcase is half open, and neatly packed money is inside.

Stacks and stacks are full, and they are all the largest denominations of dollars!

She was stunned, looking at the money, the mist in her eyes gradually faded, turning into an inch by inch cold...

No matter how long the nightmare, there will be an end.

She got up, did not touch the money, still wearing empty pregnant women's pajamas, barefoot and without a trace of expression, walked out of the mysterious villa that had imprisoned her for ten months, and is now empty...

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Six years later.

The Imperial Club.

This is the largest selling gold cave in the city. The minimum consumption for a box is six figures per night. Anyone who has no money will tighten their belts by looking at its sign.

Under the dazzling crystal lamp on the top floor, Shi Qing wore a simple white T-shirt and leaned against the wall of the corridor. Her long hair draped and covered her face. Her legs wrapped in black cropped pencil pants were straight and slender, exposed between the white canvas shoes and the trousers. His ankle is white to transparent and eye-catching.

One of the box doors behind her was pushed open, and a fat-headed guest came out drunk, and saw the slender back in the corridor, the guest was visibly taken aback.

White T black pants, obviously dressed up here.

Either the waiter or the messenger.

Not the princess to accompany the wine, but so what? He is rich and can get whatever woman he wants.

He swayed forward with a bit of drunkenness, and when he passed Shi Qing, he raised his hand to grab her shoulder.

Shi Qing felt the behavior of the person next to him, and looked at it sideways--

The guest suddenly froze.

The woman in front of her has a beautiful face, her complexion is as white as ivory, her face is not as big as his slap, but those eyes—

Those light brown eyes, like the surface of a lake in autumn, looked so clear, but they showed a distant coldness.

It was as if the lake had begun to freeze, without any emotion.

He has been wandering for so long, and this is the first time he saw such a look in Fengyue Place...

Hands, held in mid-air, can't hold them down.

Shi Qing lowered her head again, and continued to wait without looking at him again.

The guest was inexplicably afraid to continue, and found it boring. He retracted his hand, touched his nose, and left.

Shi Qing leaned on the spot alone, squeezing the Porsche car key in her hand——