No matter how angry Wang Xia was and how she fought against Wang Mingda, she could not change his decision, and Wang Xia could only watch as her mother's life-long efforts fell into the hands of her enemies.

"Since then, I have never had a father. In fact, from the scene in the living room, I thought he was dead. So over the years, my external identity has changed. She is the eldest daughter of the Mingda Group, but actually I started boarding in high school and was also in school when I was in college. After graduation, I bought my current apartment directly and started my single career. After my mother died, I never went back to that place for a day. I have lived at home, and even during the New Year and holidays, when family reunions must be staged, in order to deal with Wang Mingda, the most I can do is go back for a meal." Wang Xia said indifferently.

It was precisely because of her hostility that Wang Mingda became increasingly impatient with her. The trace of guilt he had originally felt completely disappeared. Where did all his thoughts go? Meiqing and his son.

"Can I not hate him or them? All this should belong to my mother. They took it all away, so I will take it back." Wang Xia already hates To the extreme. But Fang Zhiqiang can completely understand her. After all, her mother is her spiritual idol, her favorite person in the world, and the support of her thoughts. And Wang Xia's mother is indeed pitiful.

It’s just that the family’s grudges have turned into a struggle, and currently, it seems that Wang Xia has lost.

"I have been thinking about how to get Mingda back, so you see me as an ambitious woman. Wang Mingda doesn't want me to participate in these things. Then I will use my My own abilities tell him that I can do it. I entered Sammi by myself. My mother was able to build Sammi bit by bit back then. I just want to be like her, starting from the simplest and lowest things, bit by bit. Come up, walk in front of him and everyone, and get this position; so I want to enter the Mingda headquarters, I want to become the real controller of Mingda, and take back everything that belongs to my mother."
< br />　"But, the result is that I have worked so hard and put in so much, but in the end I still failed miserably." Wang Xia sobbed, "What I fear most is losing Sammy, which belongs to my mother... I can't lose to that bitch. Man. How can I be sorry for my mother..."

"Wang Xia." Fang Zhiqiang also felt sad after hearing this. His mother has also died of illness several years ago. To put it bluntly, it was because of his failure to live up to expectations. , which would worsen her condition and lead to her death. At this moment, Wang Xia's twists and turns in life reminded him of his mother, and of his old father in the mountains who still cared about him all the time. For a moment, Fang Zhiqiang's nose felt a little sore: "Your mother worked so hard back then, she must have wanted you to have a happy and beautiful future. She must not have wanted Sammi and Mingda to be a burden to you. If she sees you so sad, Pain, hers is in the skyIt is also difficult for the spirit to be at peace. "

"But all along, the meaning of supporting me in living is to avenge my mother and take back everything for her. If I give up, I really don't know what else I can do. "Wang Xia said with tears. There were several empty bottles in front of her, which she drank from.

"I'm not saying I want you to give up. Fang Zhiqiang considered his words, "It's just that I feel that the current situation is too unfavorable for you, and your emotions will be disturbed, and there is no way to make a correct judgment." So I think you should stop, take a rest, and when you really calm down, think about what you should do and what you can do. He added: "I will be with you, don't worry." ”

These words were spoken by Fang Zhiqiang from the bottom of his heart. Although it was impossible for him to go back to Senmei to help Wang Xia get back on her feet, it was absolutely impossible for him to watch Wang Xia in trouble. Ignore it, he really can't do such a thing.

"As for tonight, let's spit out all the unhappy things about you first. Make yourself feel better and don't think about anything else. "Fang Zhiqiang said, passing another bottle of wine to Wang Xia, and picked up one himself.

It can be said that Fang Zhiqiang accompanied Wang Xia very conscientiously this night. She drank and listened to her talk about her experiences over the years. Then he also told Wang Xia a lot about how his mother took care of him and accompanied him when he was a child. After talking about it later, Fang Zhiqiang even shed tears. He himself didn't You know, it was for Wang Xia, for what happened to you, or for the mother you will never see again in this life.

Later that night, neither of them knew how much they drank. Wang Xia's drinking capacity was okay, but she drank a lot, a lot. In addition, she was already full of worries and hadn't eaten well and rested well in the past few days, so she ended up very drunk. Although Fang Zhiqiang's drinking capacity was very good , but couldn't hold him back, he had already drank more than a dozen glasses of concoction at the beginning, and later he drank so much beer with Wang Xia that he finally became drunk.

Later, they didn't know How on earth did he check out of the bar and return home? They were all drunk like drunkards, and the car couldn’t be driven, so they just left it there.

The next morning, Fang Zhiqiang was in a daze. When I woke up, I still felt severe pain in my head, as if someone was stirring it with a stick, and I also felt uncomfortable in my stomach.

Fang Zhiqiang was not feeling well at this time. Completely awake, he could only smell a warm aroma at the end of his nose, something familiar and yet a bit far away, but he was suffering from a severe headache and couldn't remember what was going on.

At the same time, he also felt His arms were very warm and full, as if a beautiful body was in his arms, and sometimes it would move unconsciously. Fang Zhiqiang could even feel the silky body.The touch of the skin, the faint body temperature transmitted from the close contact with the body, and the slightly familiar aroma. This made Fang Zhiqiang react instinctively.

"Holy crap! I drank too much again, and I actually had an erotic dream. Damn you, I have to settle the score with her when I see you later, because I drank so much again." Fang Zhiqiang thought he was still dreaming, The discomfort of the hangover made him curse.

But immediately, Fang Zhiqiang told the truth and completely sobered up from the wine.

Because his hands unconsciously touched another body, the body curled up in his arms. It was not a dream or an illusion, but something he actually touched, with smooth skin and soft softness. The hair still exudes a faint fragrance. As his fingers moved around, he understood instinctively and let out a sweet gasp.

It was this voice that made Fang Zhiqiang wake up completely. Not only did he wake up, he was also completely confused.

What is going on? How could he sleep with Wang Xia?