Chapter 42: Mrs. Zhou, Who Are You Asking for Help?

An Jinwei's voice was a little low, because she knew better than anyone that filing for divorce meant that she had to help Wang Mingxuan repay the money.

But with her work, that money is a bottomless pit, in fact, she herself thinks it's ridiculous to say this.

Tens of millions, not thousands, what to pay?

However, An Jinwei is really tired, and as time goes by, she has never heard from Xiaobaozi, and she is almost going crazy.

Last night's plan to secretly escape failed, which also meant that she might never have a chance to escape again, and she didn't dare to imagine what kind of treatment Xiao Baozi would receive in the hands of the Wang family's mother and daughter.

Is it the same as her, being targeted for no reason, and making things difficult for no reason.

She remembered that Huang Shufen used to like to play mahjong, and when she took people back to the villa to play, she would always lock the small buns in her room, and sometimes she would not give anything to eat for a day.

An Jinwei thought a lot, but she clearly knew that this was the only way out now.

However, hearing An Jinwei's words, Zhou Shiyi smiled, as if he had heard a big joke, and then said lightly.

"Okay...... But first, come over and help me. I don't know what my wheelchair is stuck in, and I can't move. ”

An Jinwei was a little stunned, she thought that Zhou Shiyi would at least be furious when she heard this, but she didn't expect Zhou Shiyi to agree easily.

At that moment, An Jinwei couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly said with some excitement: "Thank you...... Thank you!"

Zhou Shiyi's face kept smiling, if An Jinwei was usually surprised, she would definitely find that the smile was full of coldness, but at this moment, An Jinwei was full of gratitude.

After a short period of panic, she suddenly remembered that Zhou Shiyi actually asked her to help, and she walked over without thinking.

Looking at the wheels, An Jinwei said, "Oh...... Don't move, the wheels of your wheelchair are stuck on the door panel, and I'll pull you out. “

Saying that, An Jinwei squatted in front of the wheelchair, and just as she was about to exert herself, Zhou Shiyi's hand instantly grabbed her wrist accurately.

An Jinwei was stunned for a while, and looked up at Zhou Shiyi.

It wasn't until she saw that Zhou Shiyi's eyes were still "looking" straight ahead, that she relaxed her guard a little and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you get the wheels out." ”

Zhou Shi still did not answer.

Just as An Jinwei lowered her head and wanted to pull her hand out of Zhou Shiyi's palm, Zhou Shiyi violently pulled An Jinwei's wrist and lifted her from the ground.

"An Jinwei, what did you just say?" Zhou Shiyi had a fierce smile on the corner of his mouth, which felt like a tiger baring his teeth.

An Jinwei realized that something was wrong, swallowed her saliva, and asked, "What are you going to do Zhou Shiyi?"

Zhou Shiyi didn't answer, but directly pulled An Jinwei by the arm in front of him.

His hand groped along An Jinwei's arm all the way to An Jinwei's face, and then directly buckled An Jinwei's chin.

"You say...... You're going to divorce me?" the words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

An Jinwei finally realized at this time that Zhou Shiyi's reaction just now was just to trick her over.

The next moment, she struggled to grab Zhou Shiyi's wrist, and tried hard to tear Zhou Shiyi's hand holding her chin away.

However, looking at the lean man's fingers like steel bars, no matter how hard An Jinwei tried, she just couldn't break free of the man's hand.

So she subconsciously kicked her legs, but in a panic, she kicked Zhou Shiyi's wheelchair, and the wheelchair snapped off the door panel, and then moved back quickly.

Zhou Shiyi and An Jinwei were defenseless, the wheelchair ran away, and Zhou Shiyi's body lost support and fell directly on An Jinwei's body.

The two were lying on the floor in a very ambiguous posture, but Zhou Shiyi didn't bother to let go of An Jinwei's chin, but grabbed her other hand along her shoulder.

He skillfully clasped An Jinwei's two hands together, and then pinched An Jinwei's chin again and asked coldly.

"Say...... Who's waiting for you outside? Did you make an appointment last night? Is he really that important to you? So important that you'd rather pay back for him?"

Every time Zhou Shiyi asked a question, his hands would work harder, and An Jinwei struggled hard, but the gap in strength between men and women was not alleviated because of Zhou Shiyi's disability.

"Zhou Shiyi, you're crazy. You let go of me!" An Jinwei could only turn her head to look at Zhou Shiyi and shouted after her efforts were fruitless.

However, the more An Jinwei roared, the colder Zhou Shiyi's smile became, and finally when An Jinwei felt that her chin was about to be pinched off by Zhou Shiyi, the elevator suddenly rang.

It turned out that when the wheelchair was pushed away by the two of them just now, there was a sound that made Steward Mo downstairs a little uneasy, and hurriedly took the elevator to check, but saw Zhou Shiyi lying on An Jinwei's body.

An Jinwei immediately turned her head when she heard the sound of the elevator, and immediately saw Steward Mo in the elevator.

Tears of humiliation immediately flowed out, and she shouted to Steward Mo in a panic: "Steward Mo...... Steward Mo...... Help me!"

However, the sound of the elevator also did not hide from Zhou Shiyi's ears, and when An Jinwei asked for help, Zhou Shiyi also shouted coldly: "Get down!"

Steward Mo stood in the elevator with a struggling face, as if he was thinking about who to listen to.

However, in just three seconds, Steward Mo pressed the elevator button under An Jinwei's gaze.

An Jinwei was completely panicked, looked at Steward Mo with her head held high, and cried out, "Don't ...... No...... Steward Mo, save me!"

An Jinwei's cry and the sound of crying for help pierced Zhou Shiyi's throat like spikes, and at that moment he was extremely angry, and directly raised his hand to cover An Jinwei's mouth.

An Jinwei's pupils dilated instantly, and she just watched Steward Mo standing in the elevator, lowering her head and letting the elevator door slowly close.

Zhou Shiyi was still not satisfied, and continued coldly: "Mrs. Zhou, who are you asking for help......?" Don't forget that your marriage agreement with me is still locked in my safe, do you want me to show it to you now!"

Zhou Shiyi's voice always had a creepy smile, and when An Jinwei saw Steward Mo leave, she completely understood that the only thing she could rely on in the Zhou family was herself.

So An Jinwei turned her head vigorously to look at Zhou Shiyi, who had blue tendons on her forehead, and smiled coldly, and suddenly bit Zhou Shiyi's hand that was blocked in her mouth.

Zhou Shi was also in pain, and immediately retracted his hand, and then pinched An Jinwei's chin accurately.

An Jinwei sneered at this time and said: "So what? Zhou Shiyi, don't you think it's ridiculous? We hate each other, and it's a good thing for you to let me go!"

"Yes, but I prefer to torture you!" Zhou Shiyi smiled faintly.

An Jinwei was stunned, and at that moment she finally knew that Zhou Shiyi's disgust did not need a reason, so she said without hesitation for the first time: "Yes, you are right, someone is waiting for me." I'm willing to do anything for him, including marrying you. ”