Chapter 22 Don't challenge my bottom line
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Song Gardenia flew back two steps, fearing to be contaminated by Song Jin's breath.
Song Jin saw all this in his eyes, and his eyes unconsciously darkened by a few points.
“Don't pretend.”
Song gently lay weakly on the ground, her body still twitching, when she heard the cold three words coming from her.
Without waiting for her to make any movement, her arm was wrenched open, and the blood packet she had hidden on her stomach was yanked out and thrown to the ground.
Just as she was torn between whether to open her eyes or continue pretending to be unconscious, her own neck was vigorously strangled, making it instantly difficult to breathe. Song Gently couldn't think of anything else, and stared wide-eyed, only to be startled by the pair of deep eyes.
“Big, big brother.”
Song Jin looked at her as if he was looking at a dead person, “My patience is limited, don't try to challenge my bottom line again.”
“Song Jin, let go!” Mrs. Song used all her strength to try to break Song Jin's hand away, in the end immersed in the luxury family for many years, Mrs. Song how can not be clear about Song gently's small mind, for her to find a remedy: “gently but with Song Gardenia joke, what do you take as true ah.”
Song Jin turned her head and looked at Song Gardenia: “Do you think it's funny?”
Song jasmine cold smile, did not answer.
Song Jin increased the force in his hands, Song gently eyes slightly convex, about to faint: “Big brother, I know wrong, I never dare again.”
“I promise! I promise!”
Song gently said quickly.
Song Jinyin then dropped her hard on the ground, looked at the ground two people, tone thin cold: “I hope you are clear, this Song family who is the master. Song Gardenia is my sister, moving her is moving me.”
Good familiar sentence.
Good familiar picture.
In his last life, when Song gently played this trick, the one who was choked and warned was her Song Gardenia.
What a turn of wind and water.
“Scram.” Song Jin glanced at the two.
Mrs. Song gulped and pulled Song Gently to stumble away.
“I'm sorry.” This was Song Jin's first time, saying the three words that he had rehearsed countless times in his heart.
Song Gardenia mocked, “Mr. Song, I'm just a child who grew up from a ravine, I have the benefits you want on me.”
Subliminal meaning, you don't have to pretend anymore.
“I don't need your return.” Song Jin said, “I just hope that this time, I can treat you better.”
This time?
Song Gardenia's mind moved, something flashed by, but it wasn't caught by her.
“Song Jin.”
Song Gardenia didn't call him Mr. Song, but very coldly called his name, which made Song Jin's heart sink another half a point.
“I don't need your goodness.”
These few words, just like this straight smashed in Song Jin's heart, like a big stone, smashed into the water, startled the waves.
Song Gardenia is not that he did not see the hurt in his eyes, just ......
In the beginning, but he personally fired the gun.
Now pretend what reformed, the prodigal son return.
Song Jin gave her that bank card, she will not use a penny.
But Song Gardenia counted all over the body, adding up less than a hundred dollars, or have to make money, otherwise what to fight with the Song family.
Also do not care whether Song Jin like a stone statue standing outside the door, Song Gardenia sat on the cot, browsing up the fastest post to make money.
Inadvertently, she clicked into the post of Jiangcheng University.
[I heard that the aristocratic school next door has organized another competition, the first place prize money is one hundred thousand dollars.]
[I went to try and lost on the third level, it's too hard, calculus questions are put in, or is it human? I don't know which p*****t can break through the barrier successfully.]
[Luo Shen from the first high school is already on the eighth level, he's about to pass, no surprise, the prize money is his.]
[Wait, who is this Z? He's rocketed past the God of Love.]
Z is using the fastest speed to squeeze Luo Shen out of the minds of the students in Jiangcheng, and has reached the top overnight!
Jiang Cheng, Royal Seal Court.
Luo Nanxiao narrowed his eyes, looking at Z who was still the default avatar, crossing his legs, the smile at the corner of his mouth getting colder and colder.
This was the first time he had, been compared to someone.
This Z, very interesting.
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