It's over.
Dead.
Zhuli ran toward the door with her head held high.
How would she explain to Jing Huaizhi when she went back?
Will he kill her?
"Where to go?"
She stopped after hearing a familiar male voice.
Turning his head, he said with some difficulty: "My hair is in a zipper."
Jing Huaizhi sneered, strode up to her, bent down and carefully untied it for her.
"I'll be gentle."
His words reminded her of just now.
"alright."
The man smoothed the clumps of hair and placed it on her shoulders, and then thoughtfully helped her zip up her hair.
Zhuli turned around and her eyes fell on the collar of the man's slightly open bathrobe.
Subconsciously, he retracted his eyes and lowered his gaze to the ground.
"Do you know how to be reserved now?"
"Just now you looked dissatisfied with your desires."
She smiled, a blush appearing on her cheeks.
Jing Huaizhi took her hand and took her into his arms.
"Honey, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"I'm all right."
Zhuli didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at her, and suddenly seemed to think of something.
"So, it's you."
"What am I?"
He lightly hooked his thin lips and teased.
She knocked off the hand that hooked her chin and asked seriously: "That's right, that person is you."
"Which one?"
Jing Huaizhi raised his lips and smiled, holding her waist with one hand.
Mentioning this matter, Zhuli instantly became mute.
"It's me, it's always been me."
With a little strength in the hands around her waist, Zhuli's body leaned forward uncontrollably.
The tip of her nose unconsciously touched his Adam's apple, and she was a little stunned.
"Are you sleepy?"
She looked up at him, then shook her head.
"Going to the theater?"
He lifted the hair hanging on her shoulders and said casually.
Qingfeng Court
Du Jianzhou crossed his legs and looked at the people whose hands and feet were tied, and poured a cup of tea leisurely.
As soon as it was brought to my lips, the door to the living room opened.
"All here?"
Jing Huaizhi's voice was calm and authoritative.
Zhuli couldn't help but tighten his sleeves, feeling a little scared.
"Well, including..."
Du Jianzhou raised his eyes and looked at Jing Yuhe without saying her name.
Jing Yuhe broke away from the bodyguard's hands like crazy and jumped in front of Jing Huaizhi.
"Brother, why did you tie me up?"
"Are we brothers and sisters?"
She tried her best to suppress the panic in her heart and roared angrily.
"She is still your sister-in-law!"
Jing Huaizhi responded unceremoniously.
The two exchanged tit-for-tat for a while, and he looked down at the ground.
He ordered the bodyguard beside him: "Take her back to the old house. She is not allowed to leave the old house without my permission."
Jing Yuhe looked tense, and started to panic when she heard that her brother was going to put her under house arrest.
"Brother, are you sure you want to disregard our years of brother-sister relationship for her?"
He stared straight into her eyes that were bright from crying, and sneered: "You ignored her first."
Qiao Jue has explained everything clearly.
"Zhuli! You lied to me again!"
"You never considered me a friend at all!"
Seeing that he was about to be taken away by the bodyguards, Jing Yuhe's eyebrows were filled with anger and he smiled sadly.
Jing Huaizhi reached out and put his hand in Zhuli's ear, letting Jing Yuhe vent his anger.
As soon as Jing Yuhe left, the already tense atmosphere became even more hostile.
"Ding Yunshen."
He sat on the sofa with Zhuli and shouted word by word.
When his name was called, he stood up from the ground, but because he was not wearing clothes, his body slipped on the ground, and it still had no effect after struggling for a long time.
It was so funny.
"Mr. Jing, I know I was wrong..."
As he spoke, he looked up at Zhuli.
Just as he was about to raise his head, he was slapped by the bodyguard beside him, making his eyes flash with stars.
Jing Huaizhi frowned slightly and reached out to cover Zhuli's eyes.
"A disgraceful thing."
"Drop him downtown."
The bodyguard bowed slightly and dragged him out of the hall.
"you..."
Sensing that he was very out of control, Zhuli put her arms around his waist.
She rubbed her ear against his chest and gently persuaded him: "Hubby, don't be angry."
Jing Huaizhi was a little dazed when he heard this, and it took him a long time to react.
Du Jianzhou: "..."
When Qiao Jue heard the sound, his head lowered to the ground.
It's time for his one-man show to come to an end.
The man gently rubbed her earlobe a few times and teased: "Can you bark a few more times?"
Zhuli's heart was beating fast, and her thoughts were suddenly brought to that night.
She leaned softly in his arms and asked him to slow down...
"That's enough for you two."
Du Jianzhou rubbed his temples and stopped helplessly.
"Director Qiao, pack up and get ready to go to the branch."
"As for you..."
Jing Huaizhi half-squinted his eyes as if thinking about something.
"Mr. Jing, I'm just passing by."
Jiang Zhizi's expression did not change.
"I have something that should interest you."
After saying that, he carried Zhuli upstairs.
Du Jianzhou was left to 'swipe' the scene.
Master bedroom
After Zhuli was put down on the bed, she held on to the corner of his clothes.
"What's wrong?"
Jing Huaizhi originally wanted her to come up and rest so that he could deal with Guan Zheng.
"Don't leave."
She bit her lip and cried a little.
With a touch of distress in his eyes, he sat directly on the bed.
"Okay, I won't leave."
"How about I hold you and sleep?"
After all this tossing, his voice became a little hoarse.
After Zhuli heard what he said, she didn't lie back on the bed obediently.
Instead, she cried even harder.
"I did something sorry for you."
He looked at her with dark eyes.
"What?"
She didn't dare to raise her head and look at him, but she was struggling in her heart whether to tell him what happened before.
She had a one-night stand with a strange man.
If she said it, he would like her.
Zhuli struggled in her heart.
"Then wait until you want to say something, okay?"
Jing Huaizhi patted her head twice and coaxed her to lie down.
"With such a big noise tonight, Youyou won't be frightened, right?"
She rested her head on the man's chest and asked softly.
"No, I asked Butler Li to watch her."
Jing's old house
After Jing Yuhe was locked in the room, the rope that bound her was untied.
She also lost her freedom.
Anxiously, she made a call.
"Hey, Sister Ai Ru, I'm Yuhe."
As soon as the person on the other end of the phone connected, Jing Yuhe reported himself.
"Yuhe, what's going on?"
Mu Airu's current state is no different from ordinary people.
"My brother is crazy. He actually put me under house arrest for a woman!"
Jing Yuhe pressed his chest and tried to look calmer.
After the words fell, a dead silence came from the receiver.
This illusion even led her to believe that the call had been cut off.
"Hey, Sister Ai Ru, are you listening?"
Jing Yuhe shouted again without giving up.
"Is that woman's name Zhuli?"
A cold tone came through the receiver.
