Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Until the figure of Song Jiao disappeared from the school gate, Xu Jinchao still had the association of fluffy milk tea-colored kittens floating in his mind.

The same delicate and soft, beautiful and lovely, the voice is soft and sweet, the eyes are timid and fearful, and when he reaches out his hand, he picks it up and holds it in his arms...

It's like!

Xu Jinchao's heart was so soft that he was a little itchy and uneasy, and it seemed that he was also lightly trampled by the imaginary cute kitten with a pad.

She let out a long sigh, and suddenly felt that she should have a cat.

Immediately, he shook his head again, dismissing the thought.

Right now my life is by no means safe.

The existence of Xu Boyang is not only the strongest reliance of [Xu Jinchao], but also the biggest constraint.

Yesterday, after she finished her unpalatable lunch at Xu's house, she was taken to the study by the high-spirited Xu Boyang to continue chatting.

Xu Boyang chose to live in the large suite on the southwest side of the second floor. Xu Jinchao followed him up the stairs and through the corridor, with the carved wooden doors beside him tightly closed along the way.

Perhaps the ancestors of the Xu family were once prosperous, so they planned so many rooms when designing and constructing the main manor house, but now only Xu Boyang lives in this gorgeous building with dozens of bedrooms.

When he truly realized this fact, Xu Jinchao was a little frightened and dizzy, and uncontrollably gave birth to many messy thoughts.

Whether these rooms have not been cleaned for a long time and have accumulated dust for ten or even decades; what would it feel like to walk alone in this dead corridor at night, is there really no other guests here...

Xu Boyang led her into the study of the suite. His face turned red from the alcohol intake, and his sitting posture became much more relaxed and loose than before.

The middle-aged man's figure has begun to lose shape. Even if he wears a gray plaid vest over his shirt, he can still see a little fat on his waist and abdomen.

He cut off the cigar cap and pinched the stout body between his fingers.

Xu Jinchao understood, struck the match and lit the pine stick, leaned over and handed the flame.

Xu Boyang took the cigar in his mouth, put the other end on the pine wood flame and baked it, inhaled and exhaled, turned his fingers, and exhaled smoke with a strong aroma of tobacco.

He blew out the flame of the eggplant tail, and Xu Jinzao also threw off the fire on the pine wood strips and put it aside.

Xu Boyang leaned back on the sofa, took a cigar in his mouth, and inhaled slowly.

He stared at his daughter, the high arches of his eyebrows cast shadows at the sockets of his eyes, and the light of two candles in the dark field flickered in his eyes.

Xu Jinchao sat under the scrutiny of this deceitful old wolf.

"You have to know," Xu Boyang took a deep breath of cigarettes and exhaled them through his lungs. He squeezed the cigar's hand and lighted it at his daughter, "Omegas are just an accessory, don't hold them too high, lift them up to be with you. equal status."*

His throat vibrated, and he let out a small hum, seemingly casual and disdainful.

"When people get something that doesn't belong to them, they are often not grateful, but instead increase their ambition and hatred."

After publishing such a conclusion, Xu Boyang softened his expression again and looked at Xu Jinchao gently: "Son, anything can betray you, only the power in your hands will not.

"Don't be too kind, you have to use all these natural things and maintain your status in society. When these external things are stable, the spirit can be satisfied for a long time, and the Omega you want will belong to you."

Xu Jinchao nodded slightly to show that he obeyed the teaching.

Only she herself knew how reluctantly this action was done.

Xu Boyang smiled, and he said cheerfully, "Don't worry, Dad understands you. The hormones of young people are always out of control, and everyone is emotional. You are my child, and there is much room for error than others."

There was a look of victory on his face, as if everything was out of his control, including all the actions of his daughter in front of him.

What followed was a long, warm atmosphere, but the content made Xu Jinchao faintly nauseated.

Xu Boyang dominated the conversation in which he unilaterally exported values, and did not mention Song Jiao until the end.

"Although you let Xiao Song go back to school, the two weeks of marriage leave you are allowed to do are still counted. Today is the fifth day. After the vacation, come back to me and continue to work. You are not allowed to arrive late and leave early."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and added: "If there is good news about adding a baby to the family, it can be an exception."

Xu Jinchao pretended to be a little embarrassed and shy to answer.

Xu Jinchao sat in the car for a while, and turned his attention to the handbag placed in the passenger seat.

She found her mobile phone from her bag and looked at it. The early experience of using smartphones was not good for her, even if [Xu Jinchao] used the most outstanding style in the context of this world.

The clumsy appearance, the ancient system UI design, and what is even worse is that there is no instant messaging software with high popularity.

Here [Xu Jinchao] has all kinds of people in the social circle, so there are three such software stored in this mobile phone at the same time, and the most frequently used is actually text messages...

Xu Jinchao entered the text message box and clicked on the prompt message sent by BK Bank.

At the bottom were some credit card consumption records. After flipping two pages, there was another debit card's withdrawal reminder text message. She stared at the string of balance numbers beginning with 8, and counted it, seven digits.

I don't even ask my wife for a housekeeping job!

Xu Jinchao was almost speechless, she stared at the screen for a few seconds, and exited the text message box to find Assistant Qi.

Just after editing a few words, Xu Jinchao deleted it again.

No, she thought, Assistant Qi can't let Assistant Qi do this, he knows that means Xu Boyang also knows.

Xu Boyang beat himself up just yesterday, so it's hard to draw his attention at this time.

Xu Jinchao dropped his mobile phone and turned through his wallet to find [Xu Jinchao]'s ID card and credit card.

She put the items back in her bag and started the car.

There is a BK sub-branch on the way from Biwan to here. Xu Jinchao turned around at the nearest traffic light intersection and quickly arrived at his destination.

She parked her car in a nearby parking lot, took her handbag and trench coat and headed to the bank.

There are a lot of people doing business in the bank lobby. Xu Jinchao didn't want to make it public, so he took the number in front of the machine. Seeing that there were more than a dozen people in front of him, he found a place to sit and wait.

Xu Jinchao didn't wear makeup or jewelry, and even blocked the escape of alpha pheromones with a patch, but he still kept his eyes on him.

Knowing that she was born with good looks, she used to spend a lot of time in the studio, and she didn't pay much attention to the maintenance of her appearance, so every time she tidied up a little and went out, she would be approached.

The original body has the same face as her Xu Jinchao, and attaches great importance to maintenance. I wish I could take good care of her from hair to toes. She can be called a radiant version of her.

Xu Jinchao was bored waiting, and just wanted to take out his mobile phone to pass the time, a figure approached hesitantly.

"Miss Xu?"

Xu Jinchao looked up and saw that the visitor looked in his 30s, in a suit and leather shoes, with the nameplate of the bank hanging on his chest.

Her gaze swept across the title and name on the nameplate: branch manager, Gao Zheng.

Seeing Xu Jinchao's reaction, Gao Zheng confirmed his judgment and immediately smiled: "Miss Xu, what business do you want to do? I'll take you to the VIP room."

Xu Jinchao sighed secretly, all of them were recognized, it was impossible to keep a low profile.

Gao Zheng had only met Miss Xu with the leaders of the provincial capital branch at a reception, and he expected that the other party would not remember him either.

He led the way and anxiously asked Xu Jinchao if any staff members neglected her.

Xu Jinchao shook his head and said, "No, let's do a little thing, I don't need to spend a lot of time thinking about it."

After entering the VIP room, Gao Zheng had to make tea for her, but Xu Jinchao stopped him: "I'm here today to apply for a supplementary card, and I'll leave after I'm done."

Gao Zheng was also unambiguous. After asking for the last number of his credit card, he immediately called someone on the landline to handle it.

Xu Jinchao told Song Jiao to ask her to look for housekeeping before, but he forgot to talk about taking the blame from himself.

She was holding [Xu Jinchao]'s body, facing Song Jiao with a guilty conscience, and thinking about how to make the other party feel better.

If nothing else, the economy always has to supply it.

God knows what kind of mental circuit the original body is, and he wants to take his wife by force, and he doesn't give his wife any money, and he expects people to serve him every day!

Xu Jinchao was suffocated when he thought about it, and decided to make a secondary card for Song Jiao to use.

She originally planned to ask Assistant Qi to take care of it, but she thought that this was Xu Boyang's eyes and ears, so it was better to avoid it as much as possible to avoid extraneous problems.

As for what if Xu Boyang found out, Xu Jinchao also thought of an excuse.

It is said that his wife acts like a spoiled child and says that she has no pocket money. She is a newly married Alpha who is thin-skinned and is not willing to let outsiders know about the secret things in the boudoir, so she does it herself.

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*The question of whether smoking cigars has passed the lungs has been explained by the author in the back row of the comment area. You can scroll back in the comment area of ​​this chapter. The post is too long.

Reminder again: smoking is harmful to the body, everyone should stay away from tobacco ducks for health.