The current Xu Rongrong has nothing to do with the previous Xu Rongrong, half a dime.

They are not the same person, and although they have the same body, they have different memories, or rather, different souls.

Can she possess it herself?

Take her away and hide her.

From now on, she is her own confined, not Zhan Yiyang's wife.

This idea is so beautiful that Qian Weiming can hardly help but implement it.

But in the next second, a burst of crisp high heels shattered his dream.

Qian Jia walked in, and as he walked, he called out to Qian Weiming enchantingly, "Second brother, everyone is here, just waiting for you." ”

"Oh, I see, lìlì." Qian Weiming, who fell back to the world in an instant, came to his senses, and he looked at Xu Rongrong, who was still simply fiddling with things in front of him, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

I like her, Qian Weiming understands it very well.

He liked this woman who laughed simply and almost transparently, a woman who would blink her eyes and lie, and a woman who would puff out her cheeks and blow bubbles.

But he can't have her, because she is the one Qian Jia wants to torture.

Qian Jia's hatred of Xu Rongrong can be said to be hated to the core, she wants to torture her to death, she wants to kill Xu Rongrong.

As for Qian Weiming, as long as he wants to get the position of the heir of the Qian family and become the head of the Qian family justifiably, he must need Qian Jia's support.

If he took away the object that Qian Jia wanted to take revenge on, how could he get Qian Jia's support, maybe she would help Qian Weiye deal with him in turn.

This risk is too great for Qian Weiming to afford.

In other words, when the woman he likes collides with money and career, Qian Weiming, like most men's choices, abandons the most "true" ideas in his heart and chooses the most suitable ideas for this society.

Therefore, when Qian Jia beckoned him to go downstairs, Qian Weiming stared at Xu Rongrong twice, and then left without looking back.

When Qian Weiming left the room, Qian Jia pulled a chair and sat opposite Xu Rongrong.

"Xu Rongrong, long time no see." Qian Jia lì was half-lying on the chair, the whole person was lazy and noble, like a queen.

"Long time no see?" Xu Rongrong curiously followed Qian Jia to repeat her words, but was listened to by Qian Jia as a provocative rhetorical question.

"Isn't it? We haven't seen anyone since you scratched my face last time and lost someone in the hospital for hours, so it's really not a long time since we saw each other? Qian Jia gritted her teeth and said, when she recalled the hours in the hospital with her bare buttocks, she almost bit her teeth to bleed, it was simply the most embarrassing moment for her Qian Jia, her whole body was looked at, but she couldn't move.

Fortunately, her face was on the ground, so it was not widely reported. However, thinking of the scars on his face and the broken bridge of his nose, Qian Jia's eyes became a little more vicious.

"Xu Rongrong, you slut, now, you are in my hands, I see who else can save you, I want to make you, life is better than death." Qian Jia looked at Xu Rongrong, and his eyes reflected an extremely vicious gaze.

"It's better to live than to die?" Xu Rongrong read another sentence, and the slightly raised tone became a disdainful provocation in Qian Jia's ears.

"Xu Rongrong, don't look fearless, I tell you, now you can't fly out even if you have wings. Do you expect someone to save you? Come on, no one can save you now, and next year today is destined to be your death day! Qian Jia roared hoarsely, she looked at Xu Rongrong's face that was so calm that there was no expression, and she wanted to tear her up angrily.

Why is she threatening and intimidating here, but she Xu Rongrong is calm, as if she is sure that someone will save her.

But in fact, Xu Rongrong really didn't understand.

However, she still sensitively felt the malice from Qian Jia.

Different from Qian Weiming's feeling just now, Xu Rongrong obviously felt the murderous aura gushing out of Qian Jia's body, and she couldn't help but shrink in fear.

"Haha, Xu Rongrong, now you know that you're scared, it's too late, I'll sue you, and now, you're going to be auctioned!" Qian Jia looked at the frightened expression on Xu Rongrong's face and laughed excitedly.

If it weren't for the auction requirement that the goods must be intact, she really wanted to slap Xu Rongrong twice, especially her little face that is not overwhelming, but can easily kill a man!

Qian Jia sneered twice, raised his wrist to look at the time, estimated that the time was almost up, and stretched out his hand to pull Xu Rongrong up.

"You, what are you doing?" Feeling Qian Jia's malice, Xu Rongrong began to struggle, and naturally refused to go with her.

"What? Find a group of people to serve you, Miss Xu. Qian Jia shouted at Xu Rongrong viciously, and when she saw Xu Rongrong trying to break away from her, she couldn't help but increase the strength in her hands.

Xu Rongrong struggled hard, but Qian Jia pulled it more and more strongly, she dragged Xu Rongrong's neckline with her right hand, behind the neckline is the trachea, as long as Xu Rongrong doesn't want to be suffocated, he must move forward.

In this way, Qian Jia forced Xu Rongrong to follow her steps step by step.

"You, let go of me, let go of me." Xu Rongrong struggled desperately, although she couldn't breathe with her neck strangled, she was still struggling desperately.

"Yiyang, save me, save me." When he found that he couldn't struggle, Xu Rongrong called out Zhan Yiyang's name.

But she didn't expect you, she was just dragging her Qian Jia, and when she heard the name, she gave her two backhand slaps.

While fighting, Qian Jia was still cursing, "Slut, Xu Rongrong, you slut, Major General Zhan is not here, no one will protect you, you will die of this heart, obediently be your auction goods!" ”

The sharp pain in her cheeks made Xu Rongrong burst into tears, adding a bit of pity to her entire innocent face.

It's really a delicate face, and Qian Jia doesn't feel good when she sees it, but she secretly rejoices.

It's not because it's just such a face, which occupies all the love of Zhan Yiyang, of course, Qian Jia is unhappy.

Secretly happy because the more beautiful Xu Rongrong is, the better it will be auctioned, so maybe the one million she took out will be auctioned back soon.

Thinking like this, Qian Jia couldn't help laughing, and his hands became more and more forceful, desperately dragging Xu Rongrong.

In this way, in the constant struggle, Xu Rongrong was taken to a room by Qian Jia.

It was a big room, a lot of people were done in the room, and in the middle of the room, there was a glass table.

At this moment, Xu Rongrong was pressed and brought to the glass table.

The onlookers around were either oily and fat, bald and toothless, or shriveled and lean, but all men wearing gold and silver had a gleam in their eyes.

"What a student girl, so pure, it seems that Miss Qian has really put in a lot of hard work." A man with open teeth exclaimed, a pair of small eyes squinting around Xu Rongrong.

"Yes, yes, looking at Chu Chu's pitiful little appearance, it really makes the master want to love it." A bald man with a big belly also looked at Xu Rongrong with squinting eyes, and did not forget to tease.

All the men around laughed, and their eyes looked at Xu Rongrong even more unscrupulously.

Finally, a man couldn't help it, slapped the table, and said to Qian Jia, "Miss Qian, don't hang me and wait for my appetite, how much does it cost to be such a pure and cute chick." ”

As soon as these words came out, the men next to him nodded one after another, "Yes, yes, Miss Qian is talking about the price." Although for us and others, money is the most important thing. ”

is really the lowest nouveau riche, and just a few words will expose the nature of the rich man, Qian Jia thought with disdain.

But you can't show such a look on your face, after all, Xu Rongrong still has to rely on them to torture.

Thinking of this, Qian Jia said with a sweet smile, "Actually, it's not expensive, the main thing is that today I want to give you a new way to play, it's always like whoever buys it will only belong to whomever it's not fun, we, bidding, whoever has more money will be the first to be on it, and the second one will be on the second, so take turns to play, and it's more interesting, I don't know what everyone thinks." ”

This gameplay was so novel that a group of rich people were really stunned for a while, but soon, the excitement of this game made them choose to participate.

For this group of obscene and disgusting nouveau riche, Qian Jia also took a lot of effort to gather them together in order to humiliate Xu Rongrong.

Now seeing that everyone's curiosity has been aroused, Qian Jia couldn't help but smile and squint.

She was really looking forward to the scene where Xu Rongrong was pressed under a group of old, ugly, fat, and even bald and barren vulgar people, taking turns.

"Come on, come on, let's play together, the starting price is 100,000, and the first place can be the first to be on it." Qian Jia smiled and held up the sign of 100,000 yuan and put it in front of Xu Rongrong.

At this time, a man suddenly said to her, "100,000 yuan is not cheap, Miss Qian always let us taste some sweetness." ”

"Sweetness?" Qian Jia frowned, but in the next second, she understood, "Uncle Du, what you said is that this woman's clothes will be taken off, so that everyone can feast their eyes first." ”

After speaking, Qian Jia made a move and tore off one of Xu Rongrong's sleeves.

And Xu Rongrong, who was covered by someone's mouth, could only look helplessly at the people around him, hoping that someone could stop this qiē and save himself.

At that time, the sleeves were torn off, revealing a piece of white and tender pinched watery skin, and a group of outbursts couldn't help but drool.

"It's a good product." Uncle Du, who was clamoring for sweetness just now, fixed his eyes on Xu Rongrong's arm and couldn't take his eyes off it, "Okay, absolutely good, I really want to ...... now"

Qian Jia, who was standing on the side, had already been happy in her heart, she patted Uncle Du coquettishly, and said with a coquettish smile, "Uncle Du, don't worry, I can't help it, if you see all of them torn apart, are you going to die." ”

As she spoke, she was about to tear open the chest of Xu Rongrong's shirt.

However, at this time, a voice interjected, "Slow. ”