ngle light, burning the midnight oil due to worry, and this is exactly what troubled him. 。Weng Benchu couldn't help sighing, wondering when he would be able to find the truth. 。But as his sigh died a...In the slight tremor of the car, Liang Jingjing looked at the pushpin for a while, feeling a bit hesitant to stab it in. 。Actually, since she started working in the Municipal Party Committee Office Secretariat, Xiao Zheng has been quite good to her. He treats her as an equal, just like tonight, allowing her to pour him wine, which shows his trust in her. 。Equality and trust, those were things she had never received from Yan Wu, or Cui Tingjian, or Sun Liangji, and the others.

Yet today, she was going to treat him this way, not only drugging him but also sending him to the gates of hell. 。 confinement nanny had already gone to the room, could it be the cookXiao Rongrong calmly said: “I’ll go open the door>>> 。After promising to return to her family, Xiao Rongrong knew that Weng Benchu...