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1. Chapter 1 This is the rhythm of divorce 1

H city.

In the center of the most prosperous commercial street, there stands a luxurious presidential villa with a radius of hundreds of miles. No strangers are allowed to enter. It is so magnificent that it is jaw-dropping. The whole villa is full of a different kind of mystery. People can't help but yearn for the international world. , the first jewelry design group——

Ning Shaoye is the heir to the DeBeers Group, which controls 40% of the world's diamonds. It is rumored that Ning Shaoye is worth over 100 million. He got married a year ago and bought this luxurious presidential villa as his wedding residence. It can be seen how much Ning Shaoye loves his newlywed wife. That unprecedented wedding made many women envious.

Unfortunately, it has been widely rumored recently that Ning Shaoye frequently cheated on his wife, and wandered uninhibitedly among celebrity models. He even brought women back to his newlywed home. The reporter's sensitive news sense naturally cannot let go of such good news. Headlines. So today, the daily front pages of Shengri newspapers are all about Ning Shao's romantic deeds.

But it does not affect his image as the heir to the Ning Jewelry Group at all.

At this moment, a lively car crash was taking place outside the villa. In the luxurious black car, with the soft tiger-skin seats, a man as cold as the god of death sat.

The dangerous aura that was born with him was frequently exuded, filled with fatal attraction and temptation. The woman hanging on Ning Shaoye's body was scantily clad, with a blushing face, and her delicate body was trembling with excitement. "Yeah. …It’s not possible anymore…”

He was moaning and groaning in the carriage, shouting wantonly, and degenerating to the extreme. However, he was fully dressed and seemed not to be affected by this intense intensity. Just at the moment when he was about to reach the two of them——

He suddenly pulled out his high spirits, causing the delicate body of the woman on him to twist uncomfortably and **** dissatisfiedly: "Young Master Ning..."

Although Ning Shaoye was also patient, his handsome face was indifferent. He glanced meaningfully at the luxurious villa, and then patted the woman's perky butt coldly: "Come up."

The woman couldn't wait, and took the initiative to climb up Ning Shaoye's neck, and sat on the swollen cock again. It seemed like it was ironing her, and she screamed numbly...

Ning Shaoye looked at the woman's confused expression playfully, as if the god of death was in her ear, and whispered softly with his thin lips: "Next time if you can't keep up with my rhythm, I won't have the patience to cooperate with you anymore. I'll give you one last chance. , serve me well——"

Narrowing his eyes and enjoying the woman's body, he started to attack wildly and wildly at this moment. The woman couldn't stand such fierceness and hurriedly begged for mercy. With a sharp cry of joy, everything settled, and the car was filled with The scent of corruption and ambiguity...

After the passion faded, Ning Shaoye glanced at the woman who fainted on the ground because she couldn't bear the intensity. He only glanced away and raised the corners of his lips coldly: "I don't want to see her again in the future."

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