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Some people ask, what will they do when they get old and have no children?
It's okay, they'll die.
It would be better if I were dead! I could do whatever I wanted.
Although Tongtong was adopted by Chen Jingxian, Tongtong still, in the end, Song Shiwei and Jiang Xun's child.
Now they have a granddaughter, don't they?
Regardless of whether they are biological or not, as long as the children are raised well, they are all children of the Jiang Family.
Like Jiang Chao, they don't care so much about blood relations.
Even if Tongtong's parents were still alive, they would have no objection if Tongtong wanted to acknowledge her ancestors when she grew up.
They've really come to terms with it; as long as Weiwei and Jiang Xun are doing well, that's enough for them.
Forget about children; if it weren't for Weiwei, they'd probably all be singing "It's all over" by now.
Just a little happiness is enough.
Father Jiang Mother Jiang Chen Jingxian all shared the same thought, and even Tongtong secretly made a vow in her heart.
Tongtong must be a good daughter to her older sister from now on!
Just as they were thinking this, Song Shiwei's intense scream exploded in their minds: [Holy crap! What kind of eroticism is this? Lingerie, is it for Jiang Xun?]
[I think Jiang Xun's big pecs would look pretty good in that outfit.]
Father Jiang Mother Jiang:...
They really hated Weiwei for being like a block of wood.
Jiang Xun:...
He gave a soft hum, then took the gossamer-thin dress from Song Shiwei's hand. Song Shiwei's face turned as red as if it could bleed.
"Throw it away or wear it?" Jiang Xun's voice was serious, but the words that came out of his mouth were so lewd.
The gossamer-thin dress was hooked by his slender fingers, revealing a seductive yet erotic undertone.
Song Shiwei was instantly shocked; her already flushed face now looked like it could burn.
[Um, I'm just a baby! Please don't make suggestive remarks!]
[Um, this isn't the bus to kindergarten! Hurry up, I need to get off! Waaaaaah!]
Song Shiwei was clearly panicked and, at a loss, wanted to run away.
Jiang Xun quickly decided to stop while he was ahead, lest he provoke the other person further.
If Song Shiwei really runs away, who will he turn to?
He let out a long sigh, his eyes flickered, and in front of Song Shiwei, he crumpled up the piece of clothing that barely covered anything and threw it into the trash can.
When he made this gesture, it was gentle, and his eyes were fixed on Song Shiwei, like a male fox spirit who had been rejected by his master.
Song Shiwei:...
[Form is emptiness, emptiness is form! No, no, hold back, hold back.]
Song Shiwei kept repeating it in her mind, and Jiang Xun smiled silently.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. It's gone. Go to sleep," Jiang Xun said casually.
She planned to just let the matter drop, otherwise, if she really angered Song Shiwei, she would be the one who suffered in the end.
Song Shiwei had been waiting for Jiang Xun to say this. She nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay! Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed."
[Go to sleep, you'll feel better once you're asleep! I truly have no power to handle these lewd matters.]
Jiang Xun's lips curled slightly as he watched Song Shiwei run quickly into the bathroom.
Song Shiwei's resolve had clearly weakened; it seemed she would soon achieve her goal.
The day when Li Song Shiwei touch himself and feel himself again should not be far off.
Inside Mo Chen's villa, a scream suddenly pierced the night sky.
Song Yurou's hands and feet were bound, and she looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water, her whole body was soaked.
Of course, this wasn't water, but rather the sweat that Song Yurou had just exuded.
Mo Chen's face lit up with excitement as he looked at Song Yurou with great interest.
It was so exciting! The feeling of excitement when the current passed through Song Yurou's body was truly exhilarating.
Song Yurou finally managed to break free from the electric current. She opened her eyes and looked at Mo Chen pleadingly, "Mo Chen, please stop! I really can't take it anymore, please!"
She never imagined that the lie detector Mo Chen mentioned was actually electrified.
When she asked a question, she sensed something was off; she felt a tingling sensation all over her body, but she didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a normal reaction from a lie detector.
She was also driven by the expensive temptations promised by Mo Chen and forced herself to endure it.
He now needs to obtain the resources from Mo Chen.
So when Mo Chen asked her if she wanted to continue, she agreed almost without hesitation.
But things then spiraled out of her control.
The tingling sensation in her body kept intensifying, and she realized that this was not a lie detector at all.
This is an electric chair used for torture and forced confessions.
This kind of chair was used to extract confessions from undercover Undercover during the war years of the last century. How did Mo Chen get her hands on such a thing? But she simply didn't have the strength to ask that question.
Mo Chen gradually increased the current, and she trembled like a leaf, every cell in her body unbearably shocked by the electric shock.
Large beads of sweat kept popping out from his back.
Her body was quickly soaked in sweat.
But Mo Chen didn't let her off the hook; his questions became increasingly sharp and sarcastic, and his voice grew increasingly husky.
She was so shocked by the electric shock that her teeth chattered, and she couldn't answer questions clearly.
She regretted it; she no longer wanted the money or the resources in Mo Chen's hands.
All she wanted to do now was get out of there and escape this awful place.
"Don't rush, I haven't finished asking questions yet." Mo Chen's voice was ghostly, and even his gentle tone sounded like a silent threat. "There are still several questions I'm curious about. Let's take our time."