ber of the party committee, but she was still in charge of safety supervision, which was worrisome; then later, Xiao Zheng's father fell ill and was hospitalized. It was said that he had cancer, but f...In the slight tremor of the car, Liang Jingjing looked at the pushpin for a while, feeling a bit hesitant to stab it in. 。Actually, since she started working in the Municipal Party Committee Office Secretariat, Xiao Zheng has been quite good to her. He treats her as an equal, just like tonight, allowing her to pour him wine, which shows his trust in her. 。Equality and trust, those were things she had never received from Yan Wu, or Cui Tingjian, or Sun Liangji, and the others.

Yet today, she was going to treat him this way, not only drugging him but also sending him to the gates of hell. 。ht, was heartwarming. 。An SiFang smiled and looked at his daughter, saying, “Come, Ruyi, I toast to you.” 。“An, with a glass of fine red wine in hand, raised it to toast his daughter.” 。An Ruyi also...