One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 3439: Let them eat **** from now on

Luxury hotel room.

The silver leopard was wearing a leopard-print nightgown with Erlang's legs crossed. After reading the hottest news in the current affairs news today - the plagiarism incident in the circle of painters.

"Plagiarism? This bunch of full-fledged dogs. This is a piece of shit. So many countries copied the new sniper rifle I invented. I have to settle accounts with them, and I can't give the whole world to me. One round?" Silver Leopard said contemptuously.

Although my subordinates felt that these two things could not be compared, they still flattered: "That's right, even if Miss Song copied the whole world, it's nothing..."

"Ah! Can you speak? Who said that the woman I liked is a copycat?" Silver Leopard stared, "If I want to copy it, someone else copied her!"

The subordinates were completely stunned by the over and over comments made by the Silver Leopard.

Turn off the TV, and threw the remote control hard to the ground. Silver Leopard shook off the hand of the woman who was massaging him, and ordered his subordinates: "I don't care what to copy or not, anyway, I haven't played it yet. How can you let them play with crippled women! These idiots!"

The subordinate shivered and quickly said: "The boss ordered, how to clean up the gang of dogs, the little one will do it right away!"

Silver Leopard squinted his eyes: "Hmph, these little painters and literati who have no power to hold chickens, they will be honest after being beaten up! Go and let them know that their mouths are for eating, It's not nonsense! Otherwise, let them eat || shit!"

My subordinates say "yes" and go out immediately!

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Adjutant Lu drove the car and took Song Song to the United Bookstore.

Along the way, he was worried about Song Song.

Although Miss Song used to be very quiet and indifferent, she has never been so silent and silent as she is today.

He knows what it's like to be wronged. It must be super uncomfortable.

But he's a rough guy who doesn't comfort anyone at all.

You can only find something to say: "Miss Song, why do you remember going to the bookstore?"

Yes, why did she suddenly go to the bookstore...

Song Song looked at the dusk sky outside the car window and remembered what happened when he locked himself in his room for an afternoon.

She was not a person who was good at explaining herself and arguing openly.

Today I gathered the courage to speak in front of the media, but as a result, those reporters with ulterior motives wrote even more slanderous reports.

One afternoon, she saw more malicious follow-up reports.

The words she really said in front of the Imperial Capital Society were distorted into countless inexplicable meanings, and then expanded, published in newspapers and broadcast on TV.

Sad people! The world is cruel!

She really felt it this time.

Tired.

She was really tired.

Suddenly I don't want to socialize with these people.

You attack me with your swords, and it's okay for me to turn a blind eye to you?

You guys are bouncing around, I can leave this circle, right?

Frustrated, she received a call from Nalan Xiner.

"Song Song, I saw the news on TV, what's going on? Who is behind the scenes?" Nalan Xiner hit the key, "Tell me, I'll take care of that for you. people!”

Song Song shook his head softly: "It doesn't matter, Xiner, I have decided... not to paint. It turns out that this circle is not as simple as I thought. I thought—