KISS1

  "Bang..."

  In the exquisite luxurious room, a man with a cigarette in his mouth hugged a seductive woman and slapped his wife, Qingenna, with an expressionless face, with disdain flashing in his eyes.

  The floor was very slippery, and Xing'er, wearing high heels, fell down in an instant. Her scorching skin came into contact with the icy floor, and she let out a series of murmurs.

  Qing Enna's face was pale, trembling and shaking, her teeth clenched on her cherry lips...

  "Yan Cao, I don't care if you have a mistress outside, but can you please not hurt my daughter? She's innocent!" Qing Enna cried out in distress, tears falling like pearls. At this moment, Qing Enna felt truly helpless and wronged.

  "What qualifications do you have to plead for her? Eh?" Ai Yan swept a glance at Qing Enna with disgust, took out a cigarette and threw it directly on Qing Enna's face, completely without any emotion.

  The flame on the cigarette had not yet been extinguished, and it was thrown onto Qingenna's face, falling onto her hand. A wave of pain followed, and her white skin was stained with an evil black color.

  "Ah......" Xing Enna withdrew her hand, shaking her head, with a sobbing tone like pear blossoms in the rain.

  "Yanjiao, aren't you afraid that I'll go home and tell Dad about how you're treating me?" Qingen Na threatened him with a very innocent tone, her clear eyes filled with mist.

  But if Qing'enna had wanted to go herself, she would have gone long ago.

  Ai Yan Cao, the man Qingen Na loved most, she married him at 18 and thought she was happy. At 20, she became pregnant with a daughter and was even more delighted since she had always liked girls. But at 21, she found out that her husband was keeping a mistress outside.

  Qing'enna, who had fallen from heaven to hell, did not give up and stuck to the rules. She said what she should say and didn't say what she shouldn't. She didn't tell her father, who was unaware at the time, because Qing'enna knew that if her father found out, Aiyancuo would not survive till tomorrow.

  Dragged and dragged, dragged to the present, but Ai Yan Cao has no sense of gratitude at all. Step by step climbing up, now even his father's company is going downhill. Now his father's threat to him is simply a speck of dust on his fingertips.

  It doesn't matter if you know this or not, but Qing'enna still wants to remind Aiyancuo of his conscience.

  "Your father......?" Ai Yan's eyes widened in fright, looking very scared, but then burst out laughing loudly, as if he had just heard the most hilarious joke.

  The woman next to Aiyancāo also laughed at this point.

  "Don't you know that your father's group has gone bankrupt?" Ai Yancao suppressed his last smile and said this to Qing'enna with a sarcastic tone.

  "What?!... I don't believe it." Hearing this sentence, Qing'enna almost screamed out in a frenzy of emotions, but soon pretended to be calm and looked at Aiyancāo.

  "Heh heh, I don't care if you believe it or not, but this is the fact, an undeniable fact." Ai Yan looked at Qing Enna with a sarcastic gaze, her eyes full of disdain.

  "No...not that...not that." Xing En Na shook her head, a pained expression on her face, her voice cracking as she spoke, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind a complete blank.

  "Hmm... Yan... This woman is crazy." The woman hugged Aiyanyou tightly, as if showing off to Qing'enna.

  "Never mind, it's getting late, let's go to sleep......" Ai Yan glanced at Qing En with a nauseating look, holding the woman's hand and was about to leave.