Jiang Gardenia looked down at the unconscious Zhuli and struggled internally.
Suddenly, his eyes trembled twice.
She has already come this far, and there is no turning back for her.
He raised his hand and put Zhuli's arm around his neck, raised his eyes and looked around.
"Secretary Jiang?"
The man who spoke couldn't stop glancing over her shoulder.
Zhuli dressed casually, and the loose clothes covered her figure perfectly.
But the man in front of him still had evil intentions.
"Who is this?"
Ding Yunshen leaned forward to see clearly who the drunk man was.
Jiang Gardenia looked at the ground with a serious expression.
"My friend drank too much, so I helped her to rest."
At this time, the medicine was taking over, and Zhuli clutched her chest and groaned in pain.
Ding Yun rubbed his chin deeply and happened to catch her eyes.
A playful expression escaped from the grooved cheeks.
"Secretary Jiang is a busy man, how about leaving her to me?"
Jiang Gardenia raised her eyelids but said nothing.
Ding Yunshen saw this and snatched the person directly from her hand.
"Go back and tell Jing Huaizhi that you want to save his wife in exchange for her life."
Ding Yunshen is Song Lang's subordinate. Since Song Lang went to prison, most of his properties have been sealed up, and Ding Yunshen can only hide and do some small business to make a living.
Now that I have met Zhuli, how can I not hate him?
Zhuli only felt that her eyes were hazy, as if she was being dragged into something.
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"Mr. Jing..."
After seeing Jing Huaizhi come in, he took the first step to say hello.
What greeted him was a powerful fist.
Qiao Jue was defenseless and fell straight to the ground.
"Did you bring her here?"
Jing Huaizhi took off his glasses and hung them on the collar of his slightly open shirt, with a sinister look on his face.
Qiao Jue forgot to get up for a moment and sat on the ground with his palms on his hands.
"yes..."
Before he finished speaking, Jing Yuhe saw the two men's postures with surprise on his face.
Jing Huaizhi half-bowed his body, stepped on his thigh, and pulled his collar: "What qualifications do you have to bring her here?"
"Suitors?"
His smile was creepy, and Jing Yuhe behind him forgot to breathe for a moment.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Jing Yuhe asked, trembling.
He tilted his head and glanced at her sideways.
"Where's Zhuli?"
Uneasiness flickered in her heart, her eyes wandered around, and finally she fixed her gaze on Qiao Jue.
"Where's the pear?"
Qiao Jue knelt on one knee and stood up slowly.
"She just drank that glass of wine, and suddenly she seemed to be sick. Her whole body..."
boom!
The door was slammed.
Jing Yuhe's mouth was left open enough to hold an egg.
He almost watched Jing Huaizhi leave.
Hotel reception
"Sorry sir, we cannot leak guest information at will."
Wow-
The flower pots placed on both sides were kicked to pieces by him, "Either call your manager here, or you leave."
Room 5567
"Uncomfortable."
"Jing Huaizhi, I feel so uncomfortable."
Zhuli groaned in pain while tearing at the collar of her clothes.
Ding Yunshen first pushed her to the bed and then started to close the door.
"Uncomfortable?"
"Don't worry, you'll be happy soon."
He looked at the woman in front of him with a smile on his face.
After closing the door, Ding Yunshen took off all his clothes, then leaned over her.
"Jing Huaizhi, I will take care of your wife for you first."
Just as he was preparing for his next move, the door to the room was violently cut open by a group of bodyguards.
He stared and even forgot to breathe.
Jing Huai kicked him on the chest, and Ding Yunshen was so frightened that he looked around for something to cover his body.
The man narrowed his dangerous eyes with a sly smile on his face: "Ding Yunshen?"
"Mr. Jing."
With evasive eyes, he sat on the cold floor, trying to cover his naked body with a pillow.
"Song Lang's lackey?"
Ding Yunshen didn't dare to speak after hearing this.
"It's uncomfortable. I feel so uncomfortable in Jinghuai."
Zhuli lay on her side on the bed, with a look of pain on her face.
Just when Jing Yuhe was about to step forward, Jing Huai's bottomless black eyes briefly stayed on her for a second.
"Brother, I didn't mean it. I don't know who drugged Li Zi's wine."
"I..."
After saying so much, Jing Yuhe reacted suddenly.
He suppressed his previous fear and took a few steps closer: "Brother, don't you like Xingyan?"
"What should I do Xingyan like you? You don't know how to..."
"This is my fucking wife!"
Jing Huaizhi closed his eyes and interrupted sharply.
Jing Yuhe was so frightened that his face changed and his pupils trembled.
"Brother, you...what did you say?"
She thought there was something wrong with her ears and wanted to hear more accurately.
Jing Huaizhi stopped talking nonsense to her and shouted to the group of bodyguards outside the door:
"Everyone involved in this matter is brought back to me today. I have to deal with it one by one."
He took a breath and cast his own light on Jing Yuhe's face.
"Including her."
This was the first time Jing Yuhe had seen his brother lose such a temper.
He even used foul language.
"Get out of here!"
Jing Huai gave an order and the bodyguard standing outside the door immediately cleared away the unimportant people in the house.
"I feel terrible..."
Zhuli's face could no longer be described as pale.
She bit her tongue desperately, trying to get some relief from her consciousness, but it was still in vain.
Jing Huaizhi's heart became turbulent at this moment, and he leaned over to hug her.
"Honey, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Zhuli opened her eyes a little, and her divergent eyes were somewhat focused.
"Help me, I feel uncomfortable..."
"Help..."
His fingertips began to tear at his shirt, and his neck became red.
His brows furrowed sharply, and his heart overflowed with distress.
"Is this okay?"
Her lips were severely chapped, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Yeah."
After finishing speaking, Jing Huaizhi laid her flat in the middle of the bed and reached out to unbutton the shirt one by one.
The breaths blended together, and Zhuli's body slowly relaxed in the process.
He gently held her painful face and kissed her forehead.
"Honey, I'm sorry I'm late."
Today, Zhuli was unexpectedly very cooperative. Not only that, she was still unsatisfied with her desires.
After all this trouble, it was already early morning when she woke up again.
The messy hair and hickeys all over her body sent a chill down her back.
What did she do?
She only remembered that she drank too much and then met Guan Zheng.
Guanzheng?
There was a faint sound of shower coming from the bathroom.
Zhuli opened the quilt and jumped out of bed.
He hurriedly picked up the clothes thrown on the ground and put them on haphazardly, preparing to escape before the people inside came out.
But the more tense the moment, the easier it is to make mistakes.
The loose hair got tangled with the zipper on her back, causing her to only look up.
He put his hands behind his back and tried to untie it, but he couldn't do it because he couldn't see.
At this time, the bathroom door was opened from the inside.
