Just when he was about to get up again, several strong men were standing there holding Zhuli, who was half-clothed, outside the door.
The eyes of several people in the room were instantly attracted.
Jing Huaizhi's eyes suddenly flashed with uncontrollable anger, he stood up, took off his suit jacket and walked towards the door.
The strong men were at a loss and were actually frightened after seeing such a gentle man coming.
Naturally step aside.
"Uncle Song, when you invited my wife to be your guest, why didn't you acknowledge me?"
Jing Huaizhi snorted and sneered.
The large suit jacket wrapped Zhuli's entire body. She lowered her head to the lowest position and shed tears silently hiding in the suit jacket.
Jing Huaizhi's eyes were filled with cold light, and his long and well-proportioned fingers clasped her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.
Wife?
Song Lang's palms were sweating while holding the cane. He never thought that this woman would be related to Jing Huaizhi.
He originally thought this was a small employee in the company, what should he do now.
"I said it's okay for you two to mess around outside, but now you have brought them into my residence. I think you don't want to live anymore!"
Song Lang's eyes widened with anger, he stood up suddenly, rushed to several strong men, raised his hand and slapped each of them.
Mrs. Song, who was sitting aside, didn't speak but she could see the situation, "Huaizhi, why didn't you tell Aunt Song?"
She patted the sofa next to her and motioned for Zhuli to sit over.
Jing Huaizhi bowed: "Aunt Song, when she's tired, I'll take her back to rest first, and I'll visit her in person another day."
Then Zhuli was picked up horizontally, leaving only a trace of his back.
After taking just a few steps, he suddenly stopped and reminded her calmly: "Uncle Song, please remember to fulfill the contract you signed with my wife."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Lang, who was already looking bad, looked even worse.
In the back seat of a Bentley.
Zhuli's face was as pale as frost, and she bit her almost bloodless lips tightly, as if they would break in the next second.
"Send you home?" After a long time, Jing Huaizhi sighed and asked.
She shook her head slightly in rejection.
She didn't want Ren Xingyan to see her like this, she would definitely blame herself.
She may feel like she wouldn't be like this if she hadn't bought her dinner.
Jing Huaizhi was still waiting for her to speak, but Zhuli remained silent.
In the end, he had no choice but to take her back to his home.
Qingfeng Garden.
The driver opened the back seat and held on to the roof of the car for a long time, but Zhuli still didn't move.
"Let's sleep with Youyou." Jing Huaizhi picked up the person on the seat and said in a hoarse voice.
He thought she was afraid of what he would force her to do, so she said this.
Just when Jing Huaizhi was about to turn the doorknob, a thin finger grasped his knuckles.
She meant it like a rejection.
His thoughts were confused and he didn't understand what she meant.
Master bedroom.
Zhuli shivered in his arms. It looked like she was really scared today.
"Aren't you usually very eloquent? What happened today?" Jing Huaizhi gently pinched her chin and shook it.
Suddenly blood oozed from the corner of Zhuli's mouth, and then she pushed Jing Huaizhi away and spit out a mouthful of blood on the floor.
The bright red blood instantly dyed the white tiles red. Jing Huaizhi seemed to be frightened, and he pinched his chin harder.
"Open your mouth, open your mouth!" He was full of anxiety and said in a sharp tone.
Zhuli didn't resist and opened her mouth obediently.
"Are you planning to bite your tongue and commit suicide?" A joking tone sounded in his ears, and he released his hand from holding her chin and scraped her nose.
Zhuli pursed her lips, and now she felt a fishy smell in her mouth. She wanted to speak, but her tongue hurt terribly.
After a while, Jing Huaizhi stood up to get the quilt, and raised the corner of his lips: "It's getting late, let's go to the guest room to rest."
She remained motionless and speechless, like a mute.
"So where do you want to sleep?" He was tired and asked for a long time as if he was talking to the wall.
"Want to sleep with me?" He asked tentatively as soon as he finished speaking.
Zhuli raised his head and finally reacted.
Jing Huai had a lazy look on his face, and he looked closer to her with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "I told you earlier, you just told me if you wanted to sleep with me."
Zhuli had a sullen expression on her face, biting her cheek and remaining silent.
Jing Huaizhi ignored her expression, carried her to the bed and lay down on the other side.
He reached out and turned off the desk lamp, and in a blink of an eye the only sound left in the room was each other's breathing.
He turned over and pulled Zhuli over.
"Thank you, thank you." She pressed her cheek against his chest, her voice trembling.
As soon as I finished speaking, there was an unbearable tingling sensation on the tip of my tongue.
"Then you really should thank me properly." Jing Huaizhi sighed as the ambiguous atmosphere entered between the two of them.
"Because of you, I offended Mr. Song. What do you think I should do?"
He imitated Jing Youyou and said pitifully.
Zhuli's little face was still stained with tears, and she became uneasy when she heard this.
"Why isn't your manager Qiao here?"
Jing Huaizhi lowered his eyelids and looked at her tear-stained face through the moonlight coming in from the window.
He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, inserting his fingers into her hair, his voice was seductive.
"Boss, please stop teasing me." Zhuli cleared her throat and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Manager Qiao is a very nice person, but I don't like him."
The word "dislike" almost came out of his throat.
Because she was afraid that if he heard it, he would continue to ask her who she liked.
In fact, she didn't know it in her heart, but today she seemed to have figured it out.
If no one comes to save her today, she might actually find a way to kill herself.
She didn't want to fall into Song Lang's hands. Although she didn't know what would happen if she fell into his hands, one thing she was sure of was that Song Lang would never let her die happily.
The moment he saw Jing Huaizhi, all the grievances poured into his heart.
It seemed that as long as he was around, she could see hope, as if as long as he was around, everyone who hurt her would pay the price.
So is this like it?
"Then who do you like? Huh?" A low and magnetic male voice sounded from above his head.
Zhuli quietly closed her eyes tightly, only her slightly trembling eyelashes exposed her.
For a long time, the person in his arms never gave him an answer.
Jing Huaizhi moved slightly and touched her forehead with his thin lips.
"Good night."
Good night means I love you.
I hope to hear you say it to me one day.
He pursed his lower lip slightly and tightened his arms around her waist.
Maybe, just like Du Jianzhou said, it's time for him to take action.
You must not be poached by others!
After confirming that the person in his arms was really asleep, he quietly lifted the quilt, picked up his phone and entered the bathroom.
"Hey, don't you have that law of chasing people that I can use for you?" Jing Huaizhi put his palms on the sink and curled his lips.
Du Jianzhou on the other end of the phone was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. After listening to this, he suddenly became sober.
"Are you going to take action?"
"Bah, are you ready to take action?"
he shouted with joy on his face.
Mr. Jing, who was surrounded by scandals, was actually going to chase girls. As soon as the news came out, even the dogs passing by had to look back.
