Xiaoya was impatient in the courtyard. She had never come back since Shang Rong accompanied the mysterious woman to the villa in the mountains. Although she had called several times during this period, she felt that men always had a sense of hiding and evasiveness. Could it be that she had become tired of her body in just two days?
This is unlikely. Xiaoya is quite confident in her beauty. As long as she walks on the street, every man who meets her will tell her with her eyes.
But why doesn’t a point of coming back after two days of sleep with him?
According to common sense, he should feel fresh about himself. Even if he has too much work and cannot stick to himself all day long, he should at least express his words and actions.
The more Xiaoya thought about it, the more anxious she became.
What made her most anxious was the man's promise to her. It has been so long since he returned from Shanghai. Not only did he not let himself show up in the company, he did not even fulfill his shares he promised to give him.
Could he be lying to get his body?
When he was in Shanghai, especially on the Bund, his sweet words still echoed in his ears. At that time, he was so anxious that he actually said he wanted to marry himself. But now he has given him his body and has never heard him say he wants to marry himself again for such a long time.
What exactly does he mean?
Xiaoya reached out to the phone several times, wanting to ask clearly on the phone.
But her heart told her that the result of doing this would be counterproductive. She knew the man's temperament too well. He didn't like others to force him. There were only two ways for women to get what they wanted. One was to beg him, and the other was to exchange his own tenderness. Of course, there was no need for this, like Xiaoyu, because he had a prominent family background, parents above and brother below, what did he have?
The only father is now arrested and cannot protect himself. He has no ability to manage himself. Even before, every time he asked him to help a little, he had that ugly motive in his heart, just like when he was blackmailed in Shanghai, he asked him for help several times, but in the end there was no result. Why did I have such a miserable life?
Xiaoya was like an ant on a hot pan in the room, lamenting her fate, and gritting her teeth and hating the two men for a while, but in the end she could only sigh helplessly. She knew that she had to succumb to the fate arranged by the man for her.
When she walked to the window and saw that the sky was almost dark outside, Xiaoya suddenly wanted to go out and relax. If she stayed at home alone, she believed that she would definitely go crazy.
It was when I was commuting and getting off work, and the traffic on the street was at its peak. Xiaoya was not in a hurry. She walked and stopped and thought about all kinds of strange thoughts. Before she knew it, she came to the street of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Xiaoya couldn't figure out whether she came here consciously or was unconscious in a trance.
She glanced casually at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. It was once her father's territory and has now changed hands. According to Shang Rong, her father did a lot of unforgivable things during his tenure as the director, but Xiaoya didn't understand. What else could her father do besides doing unforgivable things to herself and her mother? Corruption?
It is impossible, it can be seen from the past when my mother and his poor life. Besides, if the family is rich, I would not have fallen into this miserable situation now.
Since he has not embezzled and accepted bribes, what else can he do? Buy and sell official positions?
Privacy fraud?
Use power for personal gain?
Keep Xiaomi?
Xiaoya thought about all the fashionable evidence of the current dismissal official who could remember, but she didn't think any of it could be linked to her father. In her impression, although her father was not good at family, she was definitely an advanced model in the unit.
Why are you under double supervision now?
Suddenly, Xiaoya found a familiar figure in the abortion. She recognized that it was Zhang Lang, his father's capable subordinate. Xiaoya had seen Zhang Lang more than once at home. At that time, Zhang Lang was also the director of the police station.
When she saw Zhang Lang, her heart moved and immediately turned the car into the parking lot in front of the gate. Until she rolled down the window and called Uncle Zhang, she couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.
Zhang Lang had already walked past Xiaoya's car, but suddenly he heard someone calling Uncle Zhang, and he couldn't help looking back and saw a young and fashionable girl waving to him in a car. Since night had already fallen, he did not recognize Qi Xiaoya for a moment, and thought the other party had recognized the wrong person.
Uncle Zhang.
The girl shouted again and stretched her head out of the window. Zhang Lang was sure that the girl was calling her, so he walked forward a few steps, looked closely, seemed to be shocked, and quickly walked up to him, blocked Xiaoya, turned around and looked at the gate of the public security bureau, and then whispered: Oops!Xiaoya!Why...why are you here...are you in Shanghai?
I've been back for a few days. Uncle Zhang, what's going on with my dad now?
After Xiaoya asked this question, she realized that she drove to the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and called Zhang Lang. It was an unconscious behavior on the surface, but in fact, she always had the desire to explore Qi Shundong's recent situation in her subconscious mind. Since she learned that her father was under double supervision, this desire has been lurking deeply in its heart. In front of Shang Rong, she ignored her father on the surface, but the blood relationship that could not be cut off between father and daughter made her feel a trace of concern all the time.
Oh my God, Xiaoya, you still don’t know anything?No one notified you...
Zhang Lang suddenly realized something, turned around and looked at the gate, and saw a group of people coming out of it. So he opened the back door, got into the car, and whispered: Xiaoya, leave here first.
Xiaoya saw Zhang Lang's panic look, and her heart was full of doubts. Could it be that he was afraid that someone would see him being with him?
Afraid of being implicated?
People nowadays have this kind of virtue. When my father was still the director, the officials of all sizes in the bureau were eager to get up when they saw him. Now...
Xiaoya was angry, but she drove the car into the driveway, but she regretted her recklessness just now. If she had known that he was so timid, she wouldn't say hello to him.
This is unlikely. Xiaoya is quite confident in her beauty. As long as she walks on the street, every man who meets her will tell her with her eyes.
But why doesn’t a point of coming back after two days of sleep with him?
According to common sense, he should feel fresh about himself. Even if he has too much work and cannot stick to himself all day long, he should at least express his words and actions.
The more Xiaoya thought about it, the more anxious she became.
What made her most anxious was the man's promise to her. It has been so long since he returned from Shanghai. Not only did he not let himself show up in the company, he did not even fulfill his shares he promised to give him.
Could he be lying to get his body?
When he was in Shanghai, especially on the Bund, his sweet words still echoed in his ears. At that time, he was so anxious that he actually said he wanted to marry himself. But now he has given him his body and has never heard him say he wants to marry himself again for such a long time.
What exactly does he mean?
Xiaoya reached out to the phone several times, wanting to ask clearly on the phone.
But her heart told her that the result of doing this would be counterproductive. She knew the man's temperament too well. He didn't like others to force him. There were only two ways for women to get what they wanted. One was to beg him, and the other was to exchange his own tenderness. Of course, there was no need for this, like Xiaoyu, because he had a prominent family background, parents above and brother below, what did he have?
The only father is now arrested and cannot protect himself. He has no ability to manage himself. Even before, every time he asked him to help a little, he had that ugly motive in his heart, just like when he was blackmailed in Shanghai, he asked him for help several times, but in the end there was no result. Why did I have such a miserable life?
Xiaoya was like an ant on a hot pan in the room, lamenting her fate, and gritting her teeth and hating the two men for a while, but in the end she could only sigh helplessly. She knew that she had to succumb to the fate arranged by the man for her.
When she walked to the window and saw that the sky was almost dark outside, Xiaoya suddenly wanted to go out and relax. If she stayed at home alone, she believed that she would definitely go crazy.
It was when I was commuting and getting off work, and the traffic on the street was at its peak. Xiaoya was not in a hurry. She walked and stopped and thought about all kinds of strange thoughts. Before she knew it, she came to the street of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Xiaoya couldn't figure out whether she came here consciously or was unconscious in a trance.
She glanced casually at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. It was once her father's territory and has now changed hands. According to Shang Rong, her father did a lot of unforgivable things during his tenure as the director, but Xiaoya didn't understand. What else could her father do besides doing unforgivable things to herself and her mother? Corruption?
It is impossible, it can be seen from the past when my mother and his poor life. Besides, if the family is rich, I would not have fallen into this miserable situation now.
Since he has not embezzled and accepted bribes, what else can he do? Buy and sell official positions?
Privacy fraud?
Use power for personal gain?
Keep Xiaomi?
Xiaoya thought about all the fashionable evidence of the current dismissal official who could remember, but she didn't think any of it could be linked to her father. In her impression, although her father was not good at family, she was definitely an advanced model in the unit.
Why are you under double supervision now?
Suddenly, Xiaoya found a familiar figure in the abortion. She recognized that it was Zhang Lang, his father's capable subordinate. Xiaoya had seen Zhang Lang more than once at home. At that time, Zhang Lang was also the director of the police station.
When she saw Zhang Lang, her heart moved and immediately turned the car into the parking lot in front of the gate. Until she rolled down the window and called Uncle Zhang, she couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.
Zhang Lang had already walked past Xiaoya's car, but suddenly he heard someone calling Uncle Zhang, and he couldn't help looking back and saw a young and fashionable girl waving to him in a car. Since night had already fallen, he did not recognize Qi Xiaoya for a moment, and thought the other party had recognized the wrong person.
Uncle Zhang.
The girl shouted again and stretched her head out of the window. Zhang Lang was sure that the girl was calling her, so he walked forward a few steps, looked closely, seemed to be shocked, and quickly walked up to him, blocked Xiaoya, turned around and looked at the gate of the public security bureau, and then whispered: Oops!Xiaoya!Why...why are you here...are you in Shanghai?
I've been back for a few days. Uncle Zhang, what's going on with my dad now?
After Xiaoya asked this question, she realized that she drove to the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and called Zhang Lang. It was an unconscious behavior on the surface, but in fact, she always had the desire to explore Qi Shundong's recent situation in her subconscious mind. Since she learned that her father was under double supervision, this desire has been lurking deeply in its heart. In front of Shang Rong, she ignored her father on the surface, but the blood relationship that could not be cut off between father and daughter made her feel a trace of concern all the time.
Oh my God, Xiaoya, you still don’t know anything?No one notified you...
Zhang Lang suddenly realized something, turned around and looked at the gate, and saw a group of people coming out of it. So he opened the back door, got into the car, and whispered: Xiaoya, leave here first.
Xiaoya saw Zhang Lang's panic look, and her heart was full of doubts. Could it be that he was afraid that someone would see him being with him?
Afraid of being implicated?
People nowadays have this kind of virtue. When my father was still the director, the officials of all sizes in the bureau were eager to get up when they saw him. Now...
Xiaoya was angry, but she drove the car into the driveway, but she regretted her recklessness just now. If she had known that he was so timid, she wouldn't say hello to him.
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