Sister Hong turned her head and said, "Su Mu, there is darkness everywhere. Those of us who write about the darkness are also in the darkness and there is nowhere to escape."

Su Mu pursed her lips, without speaking for a long time.

Sister Hong raised her head and spit out a cigarette ring: "It's not as complicated as you think. If you are willing to take the big head, you don't want to earn a dead salary just for drinking. In addition, the above must also be socialized, otherwise these things will let Do you write anything?"

Sister Hong said, raising her head silently.

Su Mu looked at her and suddenly understood.

Sister Hong sacrificed herself for her ideals and for others.

Last time they interviewed, Su Mu didn't dare to ask if it wasn't for Sister Hong's contacts. These contacts were discussed at the wine table or where they came from.

Sister Hong patted her: "Don't be like this, you still have a son, right?"

Su Mu was very sad. Sister Hong said that she didn't like it, but she cared very much about her.

At this time, she looked at Ye Xiangnan and felt more deeply in her heart.

She thought of Sister Hong, and of those who needed to please her toasting. Do these people also include Ye Xiangnan? Did Ye Xiangnan also embarrass the female reporter?

She lowered her eyes and didn't mean to talk to him.

Only after taking a step, someone caught her wrist, and then she Su Mu was thrown to the wall, she was thrown dizzy, and Ye Xiangnan trapped her.

He was drinking.

She turned her face away, her breathing was messy.

Because she drank it too.

Ye Xiang Nan was very angry, and stretched out his hand to pinch her chin without any weight: "Should I call you Miss Su or Mrs. Ye, eh?"

In a place like the clubhouse, it was drunk like this, and there was a smell of smoke on her body, without thinking about who she was drinking with, he had already seen Liu Hong's set.

He used to think that she would not come out to socialize, but now, she is showing her face and wearing a skirt.

What the **** is this, what dress do you wear in winter?

Wear it for those old-fashioned ghosts?

His gaze lowered, staring at the tight skirts on her for a long time.

Su Mu was a little bit ashamed and angry: "Ye Xiangnan, let me go, you bastard."

She had drunk, and she was already incapable of drinking, but at this time, she couldn't get it out of her strength.

Ye Xiangnan stared at her with a rare expression, and his eyes were even stranger: "When you drink, have you ever sat on someone else's lap?"

He has seen a lot of this kind of things, and has been embraced by many women.

But ordinary women are inaccessible, and most of them are laughed at by his men.

Is Su Mu doing things that women only do now? He felt crazy just thinking about it.

She is... even if not his woman, she is Ye Xun's mother.

A good woman shouldn't be entangled with men, shouldn't fool around outside, drink like this, is it because those men make non-partial demands, she also agrees for performance?

Ye Xiang Nan Yue wanted more and more fire, his face kept approaching, Su Mu kept retreating, and finally it was almost impossible to retreat.

"Tell me, have you and other men..." He didn't say the next few words, but she knew it, even though she drank a little.

Su Mu opened his eyes wide, shy and angry, raising his hand to slap him.

But Ye Xiangnan held her wrist without thinking about it and clasped it on top of her body...