Mourning looked at the strangeness between the two women in front of him, and a strange light flashed quickly in his eyes.

It can make Yao Jia bow her head and admit her mistakes, so he can't miss this woman Rong Huang.

Mourning ignored Yao Jia, who had a complicated expression, and suddenly smiled, and he was about to move towards Rong Huang.

Rong Huang felt that Mourning was quite dirty, and when he took the second step, he kicked him out.

Rong Huang's nine-century trousers were quite loose, and he didn't show any mercy when he went out. He kicked Mourning a few meters away, lying on the ground without moving for a long time.

Rong Huang slowly retracted his feet, as if he hadn't seen the strange eyes around him, and said to Mourning, "I said last time not to pester me again. I am not interested in you at all."

Rong Huang tilted his head, and the pear vortex was looming, "You are really annoying, you deserve it if I kick you."

Rong Huang turned his eyes to look at Yao Jia who was stunned, and he tweeted, "You can also admire this kind of slut. Is the little milk dog not fragrant or the little wolf dog not exciting enough?"

"If I were your mother, I'm afraid I would push you back into your dad's stomach and rebuild it."

After speaking, Rong Huang took a deep look at Yao Jia, and then left unhurriedly.

"Jiajia, come and help me, my waist..."

Mourning lay on the ground, groaning and leaning on the old waist, rubbing his nose against the concrete floor, and a lot of blood was rubbed out.

People who passed by saw that Mourning was good looking and wanted to watch a show and eat melons, but now seeing his ugly look, they turned around and left.

Yao Jia stared at Mourning for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

What Rong Huang said just now gave her a feeling of empowerment.

Yes, in her capacity, there can be more men. Why did they hang themselves on the crooked neck tree in Mourning?

Yao Jia took a breath, and felt that Mourning was not pleasing to the eye.

"Why would I fall in love with such a dirty thing like you!"

Facing Yao Jia's hateful remarks and disgusting expressions, Mourning's glaring boss almost spewed out a mouthful of blood, "Jia Jia, I am Aning, how can you say that to me?"

Mourning's pained expression seemed to be extremely hurt and heartbroken.

But Yao Jia didn't have the slightest fluctuation in her heart.

As if something had been cut by Kacha in the dark, she was no longer deeply attracted by Mourning.

In her eyes, Mourning was just an ordinary man.

And he is a man who has been used by countless women.

Yao Jia felt that she had been blind before, thinking of her little sisters who loved Mourning, she suddenly felt sad for them.

They could marry a good man as their husband, but they would rather share a Mourning with many women.

What's more, Mourning also has a public fiancée.

Yao Jia told herself not to think about it anymore.

The more I think about it, the more I vomit.

too disgusting.

Yao Jia glanced at Mourning disgustingly for the last time, as if looking at something filthy crawling out of the garbage dump, and ran away.

Only Mourning was left lying on the ground with a **** face.

In the end, a kind woman couldn't see it. She felt sorry for Mei Nan's injury and called 120 to take him to the hospital.

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After beating Mourning and leaving, Rong Huang no longer paid attention to Mourning, and devoted all his energy to the next work.

Rong Huang has taken over everything from the original owner, so he should manage everything from the original owner.

Including Yung's.

As for Mourning and those women, private detectives naturally helped to watch them.

The cost of several million is not in vain.

After a busy afternoon at the company, when she got home, she was told by Yung mother that she was of marriageable age and that she should find someone to get married.