The 99th Divorce

Li Sicheng leaned loosely in the back seat of the car, holding a mobile phone and just saying a word, an unpleasant roar came from the phone.

The eyes flickered, and the lazy, scattered atmosphere around the body was scattered.

"Snapped"

The loud voice made Li Sicheng's spirit tense, and he lowered his voice: "Hurry up!"

The boss's sudden change, the driver of Xiao Yang was a little scared, but he didn't dare to slow down, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

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Su Qianci slapped again, his face squinted.

"Sure enough, she looks pretty. The old guy in our family was fascinated by you. Is the technology good? Ah? I let you hook a man, let you hook a man!" .

Su Qianci gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Raising his eyes, he looked at the rich woman's face full of flesh and thick makeup, and the inexplicable coldness in his eyes.

And the one next to her, the one holding her hair, the one holding her hand, and the one holding her feet, she will remember everyone's face!

"Look, what to see, you shameless-good!"

"I don't know you, let alone your husband!" Su Qianci's voice was hoarse, but he was calm and terrible. "You, you will pay the price."

The voice was cold and cold, but it was strange.

The rich woman felt a little frightened, but she still took a sip and threw a pile of photos.

In the photo, a middle-aged man held a beautiful woman's hand, and one hand touched her chest, with a grin.

And the woman in that picture would be herself!

"not me!"

"It's not you? Grow your dog's eyes and see if it's you, it's you!" The rich lady reached out and grabbed her hair, and asked fiercely.

"What's going on, what's going on, where did you come from!" The school security guard finally came out and shouted.

The rich woman ignored him, took out a large stack of banknotes from the wallet, and threw it fiercely toward the security guard's face. "Go away, the old lady is doing things!"

The security guard was thrown into a daze, but he quickly became angry and angry: "What do you mean!"

"Not enough?" Another woman also took out a large pile and threw it towards the security guard. "Tell you, this is Fu Zetian's wife. She can kill you by moving her finger!"

That security face changed, Fu Zetian?

Can City's real estate tycoon can be shaken with all his hands?

It was the richest man in Cannes for more than ten years. In recent years, he was squeezed down by a newcomer. Wife of this character actually beat their school students here?

Does he care, or does it matter?

The security guard hesitated a little, and the rich woman snorted coldly, turned around, and slapped again at Su Qianci.

"Yeah, yeah, don't yell like this, isn't it very good when you're in bed, isn't it seduce my husband, you call a few times to listen to let the old lady learn some tricks! The more fierce it was, the fat hand slapped insultingly on her hand, speaking filthy words.

Su Qianci bit her lower lip tightly, with blood on her lips, looking at her, and smiled coldly: "It's no wonder your husband doesn't want you when facing you like a dead fat pig."

The rich woman's face changed dramatically and shouted: "Smelly-bitch-son!"

Raising his hand in a big motion, he fell to Su Qianci's already swollen face.

However, just half a fist away from her cheek, her elbow was squeezed violently, almost breaking the same pain, making her scream.

The rich woman only felt that she had been slammed vigorously, and the whole person fell hard towards the back.