【If life is composed of catastrophe, then my catastrophe must be like dominoes. 】

Song Bailao came from the city in only half an hour. The car drove all the way to the gate, and the braking sound was so loud that it could be heard upstairs.

He ran into my room panting and said, "Where's the stuff?"

I quickly took out the flash drive and handed it to him: "Here."

He ran in a hurry, but he was cautious when he picked up the thing, slowly probing his hand and holding it slowly.

"Did you see it?" he asked me.

I felt a little guilty when asked by him, shrank my neck and said, "I just looked at the front a little bit, the courier didn't write the recipient's name, I thought it was sent to me at first..."

Song Bailao looked around my room, saw the laptop on my bed, walked over a few steps and inserted the flash drive into the computer.

"Get out."

He runs my computer, takes up my room, and kills me like a dog. Stand tall and ignore others. He didn't even know how similar his details were to Luo Qinghe, although he would never admit it.

Maybe I didn't move, he raised his head and pointed to the balcony with his fingers: "Go there and stay."

In view of the privacy of the video content, it is not suitable for my presence, I finally chose to go to the balcony.

The weather is gradually getting hotter, and the mountains also bring a touch of heat.

I held my chin, rested my elbows on the railings, and looked at the endless green sky in the distance, my thoughts uncontrollably returned to the video just now, back to what Xia Qiao said.

Finally free...

I don't have pheromones, and I don't know what the real mark looks like, but it is said that it is a wonderful feeling that both body and mind have found a home and let the missing self be complete.

ao exchanged pheromones with some kind of magical chemical effect, which will make them develop uncontrollable love and desire for each other. Therefore, even if some ao's marking behavior is involuntary, just like Luo Qinghe and Xia Qiao, even if they don't petition, they can't do anything to hurt each other.

Alpha's bite stopper, omega's bite-proof ring, is a sign of identity, and it is also the shackles of their lives.

The law can limit the possibility of mislabeling, but it can't protect against the tragedy of man-made.

I was outside with the wind blowing for half an hour, and I felt a little sleepy. Suddenly the balcony door was pushed open and Song Bailao came out of the house.

"...Ready?" I looked at the bed, the computer was closed, and the flash drive on the side was unplugged.

Song Bailao came back in a hurry, and didn't have time to take off the bite stopper.

"Yeah." He put his hand behind his head, and I was able to observe the details of his removal of the bite stopper up close.

Bite arresters, like bite collars, require the wearer to pass a specific sequence of fingerprint codes to unlock. As for why it is so complicated, there is a funny saying that the inventor believes that once involuntarily into estrus, neither Omega nor Alpha have enough intelligence to unlock such a complicated fingerprint lock.

The alpha can also take off the bite stopper on certain occasions, while the omega has been required to wear it all day because of their bite collar and estrus warning function, and some countries are not married to omega Removing a collar without permission may even violate criminal law.

Song Bailao removed the metal bite stopper, as if he had finally removed the torture device that bound him, twisted his neck from side to side, and exhaled a long breath.

"Hold it for me." He threw the bite stopper into my arms without saying a word, then took out a cigarette case and lighter from his trouser pocket.

I haven't seen him smoke in the months since we were married. This is the first time.

He flipped out a cigarette, put it between his fingers, and lowered his head to light it. A white haze spewed out from between his lips and teeth, like a mist in the mountains when the sky was about to dawn.

"He committed suicide."

My eyelids trembled, somewhat expected, but more shocked.

The outside world has always said that the head of the Xia family died of illness.

"After Xia Yanchi's death, Luo Qinghe was afraid that Xia Qiao would not be able to think about it, so he always stayed by his side. But it is impossible to prevent the person beside him from prescribing medicine," Song Bailao said with some cold mockery , "Xia Qiao gave him sleeping pills and let him sleep soundly all night. When he woke up the next day, he couldn't find Xia Qiao anywhere, and finally found a pair of shoes by the lake."

"Xia Qiao left a suicide note to Luo Qinghe and distributed his inheritance. I thought it was over, but he left me a last word." He took out the I put the flash drive in front of my eyes for a while, and suddenly threw it into the distance, "Who the **** is that rare!"

He roared, and the blue veins on his neck emerged from the tension in his body.

"Ah..." I couldn't help exclaiming, and my eyes fell to the grass in the distance following the parabola formed by the flash drive.

It is the relic of the deceased, can it be discarded like this? !

"He and Luo Qinghe originally had a child. Knowing that she was pregnant, Xia Qiao cried all night, Xia Yanchi locked herself in the room for a day without eating. As if it was not a child, But a terrifying alien."

My attention was quickly drawn to Song Bailao's words again. Unlike beta, omega has no birth limit as a mother, and I have always wondered why Xia Qiao and Luo Qinghe would not have children of their own.

" It didn't take long for Xia Qiao to fall down the stairs very coincidentally. The child was gone, and he could no longer have children. A life should be a gift from God, a pleasant gift , but the strange thing is that the arrival of this child did not bring us joy, but his departure made everyone relieved."

Song Bailao's words made me caress my lower abdomen and tighten the clothes there.

"It's him..."

Song Bailao pulled out a sneer after the white smoke: "At that time, there were only two people at home, he and Xia Yanchi. Who would know which one made the move?"

He used a very ambiguous and creepy statement. Like a detective novel, the murderer is among them.

"In this twisted world, it would be better if he didn't give birth to save one more person from suffering. He said that he could finally be freed and go to his lover and children. Ha, in the end, they did A family of three reunited."

"Do you know what's the most ridiculous thing about this? It's that the old guys who locked them in a room more than ten years ago never felt that they did anything wrong, and even Even Luo Qinghe and Xia Qiao themselves..." Song Bailao became angrier the more he spoke, his eyes almost sparkling.

He looked at me with a very bad look, which gave me a bad premonition. I realized his anger had somehow shifted to me, and I stepped back, trying to get away from him, but he grabbed my hair first and tugged me roughly towards him.

"And you, once did the same stupid things as them." He held a cigarette in his other hand, and the scorching cigarette **** surveyed the contours of my cheeks, as if looking for a suitable place to land , "Every time I see you, I think of myself that day. Losing dignity, driven by desire like a beast, drooling, crazily trying to mark someone I didn't want to mark in a small equipment room."

"Why do you still have the face to say that you like me?" He approached me, his canine teeth looming, as if he was going to pounce on my throat in the next second, "Why do you like it so disgusting? thing?"

He literally left me speechless.

Did Zhu Lishe do some research before he fell into the trap, otherwise how could he hit Song Bailao's explosive point so well?

Did you put a bug on him too?

"I'm sorry..." He didn't believe me when I explained it like that seven years ago, let alone now. He is so irritable, and I say something that seems to him to be sophistry to stimulate him, it is tantamount to making him angry and asking for trouble. It's better to be honest and admit his guilt, so that he has nowhere to attack.

The strength in the hair increased a little bit, and I narrowed one eye slightly in pain.

Song Bailao glared at me, as if he wanted to eat people.

I thought he was going to say something else, or scolded me again. Suddenly, the smoke on the cheeks moved away, and the hair was loosened. He took a step back, threw the cigarette **** under his feet and stomped it out, then grabbed the bite stopper from my hand and walked towards the door while wearing it. All the movements were done in one go, and when I came to my senses, he had disappeared around the corner.

I was standing on the balcony, and it didn't take long to see him striding out the door and driving his car away.

The unwanted child…

The tattoo on the abdomen is throbbing faintly under the palm. Song Bailao hates me so much. If he knew that he and I still have a child, I don't know what would happen.

Do you also think that it would be fine if he was not born?

The completion of "Dragon Palace" took me a lot of energy. I rested for several days before I recovered. During this period, I didn't live broadcast or surf the Internet, so I played mud with Song Mo at home.

Playing with mud means literally, his tutor hopes that he can experience the life of ancient human beings, use mud to make some daily utensils, and write about his experience.

"I think this bowl is good this time, at least worth two pieces of meat." Rubbing the mud on my hands, I wiped the sweat from my temples with my shoulders, facing the row of mud bowls in the sun The Mud Cup showed a satisfied smile.

Song Mo was holding a small shovel in his hand, and there was a piece of mud on the left and right on his face. He crouched beside me and began to laugh.

"One for you, one for me."

There is no meat, he has already figured out how to divide it.

"Momo can talk more and more recently, and it's no longer a stuffy bug." I scratched his nose with my dirty hands, and he couldn't dodge it. Mud, stood up angrily and raised two small mud hands at me and was about to rush towards me.

I hurriedly dodged, and I was playing in the yard one year after another, chasing after me.

"Mr. Ning!" Sister-in-law Jiu stood at the door and waved at me.

I ran towards her and stopped in front of her, Song Mobucha bumped into me, and I hugged her and clasped her two little hands.

"Is the truce okay?" I tilted him down, discussing on the surface, but threatening in reality.

"Okay!" Song Mo giggled, but he was very obedient, saying that the truce was really motionless.

I held him upright, panted and asked Sister Nine, "What's the matter?"

Sister Jiu said, "Mr. Xiang Pingxiang came down from the mountain, clamoring to see you. Do you think you should invite him up, or just drive him away?"

Although I thought that Xiang Ping would find him sooner or later, I didn't expect him to come so soon.

"Please come up." I handed Song Mo to Sister-in-law Jiu and asked her to bring the child into the house.

I thought that Xiang Ping was not a guest, so I met him outside.

Compared with the last time in the cemetery, he looked a lot haggard, with a shaggy beard on his chin, and he seemed to be several years older at once.

Sister Jiu asked other servants to bring me clean wet towels. I wiped my hands and rushed to Ping: "I'm sorry to see you like this."

He had a gloomy face, very unable to hold his breath: "Ning Yu, I have come to the door, don't pretend to be confused. What are you doing?"

I carefully wiped the mud on my hands, and wiped the snow-white towel into a gray mass.

It's such a time, and he even pays back an attitude that I owe him five million. Is it because I have been fooling around for a long time that prompted him to be so unscrupulous, or is he stupid and fearless?

"I want to wash away the stigma and let everyone know that I didn't plagiarize, I didn't do anything against my conscience." I looked at him, "It's that simple."

Ning Yu, are you worthy of my dad for doing this?"

It's okay if he doesn't mention Master, I can't help but punch him in the face again.

I tightly clenched the towel in my hand and asked him, "Do you deserve your dad for doing this?"

His expression was blank for a moment, and soon he showed the embarrassed anger of being stabbed in the foot.

"You wouldn't have won the first place even without Xingze! Why would a jury composed of omega and alpha award the award to a beta that is nothing?" Don't admit it, "My dad always said that your talent is good, you can surpass omega, but what's the use of talent? You're not good at business, you're taciturn, you don't know what is trending now, how do you run a shop well? In your hands, you will find your own way!"

"So you teamed up with Chang Xingze to frame me so that I don't have the ability to compete with you for beauty?"

I never thought about taking power from him, I promised Master to help him manage Xu Meiren, but as an old man and employee, he felt that I wanted to Conspiracy to steal his property, full of vigilance against me.

"Xu Meiren's turnover in the past two years and one month has exceeded the previous half a year. Who among the young people in Xiangtan does not know Xu Meiren? My father's business model in the past is already old and cannot adapt to the new The times have come. Xingze can bring Xu Meiren a better future, and he is more suitable for running Xu Meiren than you or even me." Xiang Ping avoided talking about my question, or simply acquiesced.

I looked at him and felt very sad. It is sad for Master, and it is also sad for Xu Meiren.

The words are not speculative, and I have nothing to say with him. He seemed to have forgotten who Master founded Xu Meiren for, and why he could last for decades.

He and Chang Xingze have no "love" for Xu Meiren at all, and they have no respect for their own profession.

guest."

Xiang Ping didn't expect me to be so heartless, and he would be kicked out before I could talk about it, and his eyes immediately turned red: "Ning Yu, don't go too far!"

He approached me angrily, as if to do something.

"What are you doing?" The servant tried to stop him, but he opened it.

I didn't see the situation well, and when he was still an arm's length away from me, I threw the towel in his hand to his face.

He was unprepared, he covered his eyes, I took advantage of this gap and kicked him hard.

Xiang Ping fell backwards with a scream, and I also fell because of inertia.