The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

These two words let song Huanshu's anger burst out in an instant. When he raised his hand, his face would fall again. From this rebellious girl to his home, he did not have a happy day.

Song Jiujiu closes her eyes and makes a mockery of her mouth. Let's fight. She's desperate for this family.

"Dad, let my sister go back. The Fu family has already said that we will get married in three days."

Song Yan stopped song Huanshu's elevated hand, some coquettish, looking at Song September's eyes with a trace of provocation, but can play the role of a peacemaker.

"Sister, you go back. Dad is angry now. When he is angry, you can communicate well."

A trace of irony flashed in Song's eyes. He rose lightly and arranged some messy hair. In the eyes of the public, he stepped out of the gate of the Song family.

Yes, she is from the countryside, is not worthy of such a luxury villa, so from the day she was taken back, she used her savings to rent an apartment outside.

Only at a special time can she be allowed to enter the Song family's door. At this special moment, naturally, song Yan made a mistake and needed her to be the head of the injustice in September.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she felt. When she had time, she really hoped that she was not song's family, maybe she was just the baby she had brought, so that she would feel better.

But her face, which is the same as that of song Yan, can't tolerate her deceiving herself.

Pull the corner of the mouth, tears rolled down the face big big big, forced by a strange man, should give her warm family but want to push her to the fire pit.

The street lamp pulls her shadow to be very long, the long spreads the entire street, this city's light is bright, but does not have one to open for her.

Song September sad cry, to the end can only wipe tears, drag tired body back to the apartment.

Back pain, face pain, the whole body in pain, but also in pain.

Since the Song family had decided to marry her to the Fu family, they would not give her a chance to escape. Moreover, her adoptive father and mother were not in good health. Song Huanshu was holding her lifeline.

Song September lies on the bed and sleeps heavily in the past. In the late middle of the night, he even has a high fever. He gets up and feels a few medicines and puts them into his mouth.

……

The whole city of Los Angeles knows the news of the Fu family's disfigurement and amputation, so even if the Fu family's status is high, no girl is willing to marry in.

When the master of the Fu family learned that someone didn't dislike his grandson, he waved his hand and immediately decided the wedding ceremony in three days.

Fu Tsai sits in front of the French window with good light. The phone in his hand makes his brow tightly frown and his whole body emits cold air.

"No!"

He stuffy spit out these two words, stretched out his fingertips and rubbed his temples.

"Brother, what kind of wedding you want me to be? At the beginning, you told the old man that if a girl is willing to marry you against those rumors, you will get married."

Fu Tsai's tone was a little gloating. He was glad that he was not the eldest in the family. Otherwise, he would get a headache if he was urged to marry every day.

"It's just a decoration. You haven't even met that woman, and you can't make any sparks. But since she's married to Fu's family, I'll take good care of her for you."

Fu Tsai's mouth was hooked, and there was a glimmer of interest in his eyes. After all, this brother is a wolf in the army. It's hard to come back in a year, and the woman has to live a little.

He leaned against the sofa, and casually put his legs on the glass table, and said a word.

"Brother, you might as well marry a doll, obedient, still beautiful, do not toss."

"Go away..."