"Even if the king of heaven comes today, Lao Tzu can't save you!" The bald head continued to drag hard, and he saw that he was about to drag her into the box.

Qiao An'an's heart slowly sank, watching the person go farther and farther, regardless of whether she recognized the wrong person or not, crying was all her hope, "Hengheng Dad!" Please, help me! ”

The man in the distance heard it clearly this time, turned around, and his cold face and eyes were terrifying.

"What Mom and Dad! It's too late for you to cry dad and call mom now! The bald head thought she was noisy, and raised her hand to hit again, but before the slap landed on Qiao An'an's face, she was stopped in mid-air.

The bald man had a sideways face, and scolded who was bad for his good deeds, but the words went down to his throat and swallowed again, the reason is very simple, the master in front of him, no one dares to provoke him if he looks at the entire mountain city.

"I'm sorry to mess with you, I'll dispose of her!" The bald man hurriedly withdrew his hand, nodded and looked like a grandson.

Qiao Anan looked at Gu Junting with hopeful eyes, this is the only person who can save her now, "Please save me, help me call the police!" I don't know these people. ”

"What's wrong with her?" Gu Junting's voice was cold, but when he opened his mouth, he showed that he wanted to take care of this matter.

The bald man looked embarrassed, "The girl who was sent to the dark room must have lost all her money in the casino and refused to accept her debts. ”

"Heng Heng Dad, I haven't been to the casino, and I don't owe money, I'm here to talk to Mr. Gu about business, you believe me." Qiao An'an was dizzy, and there were slap prints clearly reflected on her white and tender cheeks.

Gu Junting found it interesting.

This woman said that she was here to talk about business with herself, but she was left and right with a Hengheng father, and there was a Gu Zong, who clearly didn't know herself.

Besides, she really doesn't look like she can gamble.

"Mr. Gu, I know that you cover the sky with one hand, but this is magnificent, it is Zhang Shao's territory, you better not ......" Before the bald head finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground.

Qiao An'an's body lost support, and she almost fell to the ground softly, but the next moment she was hugged by Gu Junting.

"If she gambles money, let Zhang Fengyao take the account book to Gu's knot tomorrow," Gu Junting took off his coat and draped it on Qiao An'an's body, his eyes fell coldly on the bald man's body, "If not, your hand, chop it off yourself." ”

The bald man trembled with fright, and defended himself head-on, "Mr. Gu, make a feud with Rosewood for a woman!" It's not a good deal! ”

Wang Meng glared at the bald head fiercely, no wonder Mr. Gu didn't wait for Designer Qiao in the private room, it turned out that he was abused by these people.

"This is a designer hired by the Gu family, who came to negotiate a contract with Mr. Gu, and almost died in your hands! Besides, Miss Qiao also saved the little young master during the day, you should ask Zhang Shao if you want to make a feud with the Gu family! ”

The bald man suddenly fell to the ground with a pale face, and the attendants around him were also frightened, they made a fatal mistake, this woman is really not a gambler!

Qiao Anan clutched Gu Junting's sleeve tightly, dizzy and couldn't hold it anymore, and fainted softly.

Gu Junting's face was condensed, so he couldn't guess his thoughts, picked up Qiao An'an and got into the car, and left from Rosewood, ready to send her back to the apartment.

Jo An'an sniffed the reassuring cologne on the man's body, and her thoughts seemed to go back to that night many years ago.

A night of extravagance, charm, absurdity.

She subconsciously blurted out in her dream, "I don't want to go to room 1706." ”

Gu Junting's eyes changed from time to time, 1706, how could she know this room number!