More than a year ago, when Zhou Zhan took her in, he felt that Fang Ziqin was particularly beautiful.

In addition to being beautiful, there is also a special temperament that those entertainment stars can't match.

"Fang Ziqin, in fact, I think you are much better looking than her."

When he said this, his handsome face was full of meaningful expressions.

She is really good-looking, and even has a temperament that does not eat fireworks.

"Ji Jiacheng, I didn't have the heart to tell you this, I came today to ......"

He smiled at her and interrupted, "Don't worry! If you drink the wine here, I'll let the Fang family go. ”

Fang Ziqin couldn't take care of Ji Jiacheng's face full of fun, and picked up the wine glass and raised his head to the end.

It took three breaths in a row to see the bottom of the wine on the table, and the wine in the body was like a rolling wave, rising again and again, and a brain surged to the throat.

"Vomit ......"

"Are you alright?"

Ji Jiacheng put his arm on Fang Ziqin's back, patted it lightly, and asked gently.

She moved briskly and lifted his hand away: "It's okay." ”

When she reached out again to serve the wine, her movements stopped in mid-air, and her head began to sink slightly.

The strength of the wine doesn't come up so quickly.

Fang Ziqin obviously felt that something was wrong, and in just four or five seconds, his heart began to feel nauseous, not to mention dizziness, and he couldn't use half of his strength.

"I'll go first."

She blushed and her heart was beating as she got up and was about to walk to the door.

Ji Jiacheng took the opportunity to push her down on the sofa, and sneered and roared: "Fang Ziqin, what kind of pure saint are you pretending?" ”

Fang Ziqin was powerless to resist, his head was dizzy, and his two shoulders were pressed painfully.

"Let go, let go ......"

"Hmph, it's so similar."

Ji Jiacheng reached out to stroke her face, and the woman was so hot that she was like a furnace.

There was a blur in front of him, and Fang Ziqin wanted to raise his hand to hit someone, but he had more than enough heart and not enough strength.

She panted hard, her drooping hand fumbling around the couch, her fingertips suddenly touching a hard object.

The touch was her phone.

Fang Ziqin poked on the screen with his fingertips, and after a while, a call was displayed on the mobile phone, with two big characters: Zhou Zhan.

A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey...... Feed. ”

"Save ......"

Fang Ziqin's half-big eyes widened, and he struggled to shout a word.

Her voice was so low and deep that the other party couldn't hear it clearly, and after a few feeds, she cut off the connection.

Ji Jiacheng was drunk, his face was beating enthusiastically at this time, and he pinched her wrist with one hand and pressed it on the top of his head: "You can follow my uncle, can't you follow me?" ”

"What am I inferior to my uncle?"

"...... You get out ......."

Every time he said a word, the hot and strong smell of wine poured on her face, and the fire burned, and Fang Ziqin felt like she was going to be stunned by the heat wave.

Eyes were foggy, she braced up her breastfeeding strength to grab the wine glass on the sofa and slammed it down on top of his head.

"Ah......h

Ji Jiacheng let go of her after screaming in pain, and covered her head with both hands.

A bright red blood, blood trickling down his forehead, turned red on his white shirt.

……

Yecheng on the other side, Shengshi Group Building.

It is said that the new official has three fires when he takes office, the first one is to kill chickens and set an example for monkeys, and the second fire is to attack cities and seize land and expand his power.

In recent years, the internal management of Shengshi Group has been poor, and the economy has been in a loss.

And the Zhou family also happened to plan to start a business in Yecheng.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Zhan plans to use the acquisition of Shengshi to complete the second fire of his ascension.

The meeting lasted for more than three hours.

Qiao Dongsheng came out of the conference room and prepared to go to the door to take a breath.

"Qiao Mi, someone called Mr. Zhou just now, and I saw that you were in a meeting, so I didn't dare to go in and disturb." Assistant Xiaomi stepped forward with a panicked expression.

With a little tiredness in his eyes, he rubbed his swollen temples and asked lazily, "Who's?" ”

"I don't know, it's a number from Beijing and Hong Kong."

"Give me your phone!"

……

"Zhengnan, this time you come to Beijing and Hong Kong to stay ......?"

Shen Zhaoqing led Liang Zhengnan to the private room, and before he could finish spitting out the words in his mouth, he swept to the woman a few meters away in the blink of an eye.

Her hair was disheveled, she was half lying on the door, and her clothes were stained with blood.

It's like escaping from a dungeon.

Even from a few meters away, he could hear the woman gasping for breath.

"Fang Ziqin?"

Shen Zhaoqing didn't dare to admit it at first, but he looked at it carefully, and it was indeed correct: "What's the matter with you?" ”

She was like a thousand insects and ants, hot and numb.

"Water...... Hot, so hot......"

"Zhaoqing, she seems to have been given something."

Liang Zhengnan, a famous doctor in Beijing and Hong Kong, noticed that something was wrong with Fang Ziqin for the first time, her eyes were blurred, her face was flushed, and she kept tearing her clothes.

Everything fits into the symptoms.

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoqing was stunned for half a second, and then reacted in an instant.

Without saying a word, he dragged the person up: "Hurry up, you call Ah Zhan, and I'll send her back to the private room." ”

"Jiacheng?"

In the blink of an eye, Liang Zhengnan happened to see Ji Jiacheng who was slightly at the door, his head was covered with blood, his eyes were scattered, and his gait was staggering.

In less than two seconds, he fell to the ground with a "poof".