Hard Enough - Chapter 140: Rocket Raid reruns

Between a woman and a man, she wants to eat him, he wants to overwhelm her story!
Introduction:
Su Jinnian, the eldest lady of the Su family, is the legal heir of the ASC Group.
Three years ago, in order to save her sister who was being raped, she “missed” and killed someone, so she had to go abroad to avoid the limelight.
Three years later, the drama repeated itself, but this time the protagonists of the upside-down became her and a strange man.
Facing the beautiful naked man who was eaten up, Su Jinnian fled in a hurry, but unexpectedly three days later——
“Ajin, this is the mayor’s young master, Master Anxi Rongan.”
“Pfft—!”
【Highlight Part 1】
The highest level of cheating is no different from using her husband’s wallet to support her lover——
In the grotesque PUB, Su Jinnian grabbed the lapel of one person and kissed him forcefully, and finally smiled slightly: “Thirty million, I will keep you for three months, how about it?”
The bar lady stopped her in a panic: “He, he’s a guest!”
Su Jinnian raised her eyebrows: “100 million?”
While everyone was breathing in, the man pushed her back on the sofa, and pressed his lips together: “Deal.”
【Highlight part 2】
Hot and unbearable, Su Jinnian tugged at the neckline, and looked at the man across the conference table in disbelief: “You actually drugged me?”
The man opened the folder and pushed it in front of her: “Sign it.”
Looking at the “divorce agreement” in black and white, Su Jinnian’s eyes widened: “Are you crazy?!”
The man stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his naked and well-proportioned body. His eye-catching abdominal muscles are extremely attractive: “As long as you divorce him, I’ll let you – fuck.”
【Excellent segment 3】
“boom!”
The office door was slammed open, and the little boy ran in in a panic: “It’s not good, Daddy! Mommy was snatched away by the bad guys on the street!”
The man’s face darkened, he picked up the phone and ordered coldly:
“Immediately implement martial law throughout the city, and focus on inspections of inbound and outbound vehicles and passenger planes! Once suspicious persons are found, report them immediately!”
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Lu Zongrui: I am your husband, but welfare is not as good as your lover? !
Su Sicheng: It is said that the moon is the first to be close to the water, but sister, I stand closest to you, but I can’t even touch T-T with your hand.
Bai Shuran: Take care of me again, or——I take care of you?
Ximen Lie: I am very expensive, holding hands for a million, hugging for ten million, kissing for a hundred million, going to bed——
Shepherd Liang Yu: I am more expensive. Even if the whole Su family can’t afford to pay for you touching me, why, you still want to play tricks and not be responsible?
An Xirong: Don’t pay attention to the above two! I don’t want money! Come into my arms! (Third Young Master, where’s your integrity???!)
Chie Sakura: I am the deacon, and I belong to the lady only, both physically and mentally. (The translation of this sentence is: come to me, I am so lonely~~~==!)

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