secretary in gold

Chapter 81 Delight!

Alcohol is a gut-piercing medicine, sex is a bone-scraping knife, wealth is a downhill tiger, and qi is the root of trouble.

Shan Feng forgot where he saw this sentence, he felt that he had all the wine, sex and wealth.

The wine is blue and white Fen, and the color is Song Qingxin.

Wealth is fate, are you angry?
Where does Qi come from?
Shan Feng seldom drank white wine, because of the habit he developed while studying abroad, he drank red wine and whiskey more frequently in recent years.

Shan Feng sat in the back row of the Porsche off-road, feeling hot and short of breath, as if he was about to be burned from the inside out.

He felt that he was like a stewing furnace at this moment, or a bomb that was about to explode.The heart is constantly expanding, and the chest cavity is almost hard to wrap.

"Master." Shan Feng shouted: "Stop, stop by the side of the road."

"Sir, you can't park your car here, there is a park in front of you."

"I'll let you stop." Shan Feng roared.

He felt that the inside of the car was too stuffy, and he would suffocate to death if he didn't go out to take a breath.

The substitute driver didn't dare to delay, he kicked the accelerator and drove the car to the bus stop.Now that the night is deep, there were not many buses coming.Don't have to worry about safety issues.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Shan Feng pushed open the door and rushed out, holding the bus stop sign and throwing up.

Vomiting, vomiting, he vomited out all the vegetables and soup he ate at night, but he just couldn't vomit out the wine he drank.
My body is still very hot, and my heart is still oppressed and uncomfortable.

He slumped down on the seat on the bus platform, took off his suit jacket and threw it aside.

Snapped!
A small box fell out of the clothes.

It was a gift he bought for Song Qingxin, and it contained a silk scarf from Hermes.He disliked that the original packaging was too big, so he asked them to replace it with this small box that could be carried with him.

Bending down to pick up the gift box from the ground, a mocking smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

He was mocking himself.

Lin Yuandong asked him what was in the box, and he said it was a birthday present for his mother, because tomorrow is her birthday.

At that time, he felt that the lie was flawless, and no one could see any clues, let alone know his loss and depression.

He thought he was hiding well and that he was an acting genius.

However, when he was drunk and sent to the car by Tang Ye, he woke up instantly
I came here by car. If it was a birthday present for my mother, why didn't I put it in the car?Why do you walk into the box with a gift for your mother?
At that moment, Shan Feng collapsed a bit.

It turns out that in the communication between adults, no one will easily expose your failure and hypocrisy.

"Shanfeng, what are you doing? What do you want?"

"It's obviously not yours, why do you want to grab it?"

"Shan Feng, Shan Feng, you are such a waste"

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An old woman walked up to Shan Feng holding a steel basin, without saying a word, just looking at him expectantly.

Shan Feng thought for a while, and put the gift box in his hand into the steel basin.

The old lady took a look at him, picked up the gift box and threw it on the ground, but the steel basin in her hand was still stubbornly held in front of Shan Feng.

Shan Feng looked at the old lady's actions with a surprised expression, and then burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears rolled out of his eyes
"Hahaha, if Song Qingxin doesn't want it, you don't want it either?"

"Interesting, it's really interesting, this is Hermes"

"So it's not the wrong gift, it's the wrong person who gave it..."

"Grandma, you are so cute."

Shan Feng picked up the gift box from the ground again, tore off the outer wrapping paper with a 'crash', and took out the silk scarf carefully selected by himself from the box, embroidered with the style of flying Dunhuang murals. It is tied around the neck of the old woman.

Shan Feng looked at the scarf carefully, and praised: "Grandma, you really fit it well, it looks better than Song Qingxin."

The old lady was a little timid and wanted to avoid it, but after hearing Shan Feng's words, a shyness appeared on her old face, and a gleam of light flashed in her chaotic eyes.

Shan Feng opened the car door, rummaged through the rear compartment, and finally found his wallet that had fallen on the ground.

He took out all the banknotes in his wallet, including Huaxia coins, as well as unused British pounds and US dollar bills from abroad, and then stuffed them all into the steel basin in the grandmother's hand, saying: "Here, All for you. For the most beautiful woman in Huacheng, hahaha."

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Compassion is not love, it is sympathy.

No one is willing to dedicate his life to sympathize with someone.

At least Song Qingxin is not that kind of person.

She naturally knows Shan Feng's feelings for her, whether it's a rebellion against sex, or a mother's life, he is always working hard to pursue her.

However, it is impossible for Song Qingxin to satisfy the other party's needs with all her strength.

Her own needs were not met.
"What about marriage?" Tang Ye looked at Song Qingxin and asked aloud, "Is there any sympathy in marriage?"

"Some have it, some don't." Song Qingxin said aloud: "But mine is absolutely none. I only like someone because I like them, and marry someone because of love. All other factors are not mine. something to consider."

"If you want power, I can fight for it by myself. If you want money, I can earn it myself. As for those vain names, if you can have them, you can have them, and it doesn't matter if you can't." Song Qingxin looked at Tang Ye, her eyes sparkling in the darkness: " In this life, the first thing to do is to please yourself, and then to please others. Don’t you think so?”

"Yes." Tang Ye nodded.

From the first day I met her, Song Qingxin was a self-centered woman.Her purpose is very clear, she knows what she wants and what she doesn't want.What I want, I will work hard to get it.I don't want it, and it's useless to persuade anyone.

Of course, this requires strong psychological quality and personal ability to support.

Otherwise, someone will call you a 'fool' who doesn't know much about the world.

Song Qingxin is young and beautiful, with outstanding temperament, and a lot of money, and she is already in a high position at such an age
However, even such a dazzling woman will still be called 'devil', 'pungent', and 'low emotional intelligence' because of her bold and unrestrained style of acting.

In this world, who can be liked by everyone?
The only thing you have to do is make the people you care about like you.

"I can please you." Song Qingxin looked at Tang Ye and said aloud. "Because you make me happy."

"Knock Nima"

The surrogate driver who was eavesdropping on their conversation was in a daze and his body was shaking. The car suddenly drifted to the left and almost collided with a BYD in the next lane.

He woke up in an instant, turned the steering wheel back desperately, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, just pay more attention." Tang Ye comforted, and said, "You can drive slowly, we are not in a hurry."

"Yes, yes, sorry, this kind of thing will never happen again," the driver repeatedly assured.

I thought, I can't listen to these two drunks anymore.

God knows what else they will say. Especially this woman, who is so good-looking and has such a hot figure.
How do you say it is so exciting?
For the safety of the customer and himself, the substitute driver really began to watch his eyes and nose, his eyes fixed on the front, and he no longer dared to inquire about what was going on behind the car.

Even if they are burning with dry wood, I will never sneak a glance.

Tang Ye was also in a cold sweat just now, but he also knew that this incident cannot be completely blamed on the driver.
After all, when he heard Song Qingxin say those words just now, he felt that his heartbeat was accelerating and pounding hard, as if he was about to break through his chest and break out.
When the acting driver's mood stabilized, Tang Ye looked at Song Qingxin, and reminded him aloud: "His steering wheel has been recovered, and your steering wheel is about to fly away."

Song Qingxin didn't care about the danger at all, she squinted her eyes and smiled like a beautiful flower fox, pretending to be wronged and said: "I'm serious, you want to be wrong, okay? Because of Tang Secretary, that's why I feel cared for, and I'm very happy every day. Don't you think so? What kind of pleasure do you want?"

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Tang Ye has no way to tell her that you simply cannot afford the pleasure I want.

The driver on behalf of the driver trembling like walking on thin ice, finally sent the guests to the destination.

"Sir, miss, we're here in the bustling place"

Tang Ye was dizzy and had a splitting headache. He knew it was because the car was shaking all the way, and his alcohol began to pick up.

"Master, please wait for me here and I will be back in a while." Tang Ye said aloud.

He still remembered what Song Qingxin said, he wanted to take the elevator with her and take her into the house.
After sending her into the house, he had to go back by car.At this time, let him walk to the gate of the community and take a taxi...
He was afraid that he would accidentally sleep in the garden of the community.

"Tang Ye, are you okay?" Song Qingxin stared at Tang Ye's eyes and asked aloud.

"I'm fine." Tang Ye said.

"No, you have something to do." Song Qingxin said with a determined face: "You are drunk, unconscious, and your body is out of control. Now, relax your body, close your eyes, and lie on me, I will carry you on your back go upstairs."

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(End of this chapter)