"Miss Song, sit down." He patted the chair next to him, his tone excited.

Song Zhi glanced at Lu Ze, his face was expressionless, and he took a sip of red wine.

Even so, she sat beside him.

"Miss Song, why don't you have a drink?" He handed Song Zhi the red wine and motioned for her to take a sip.

But Song Zhi is very clear about these people's methods, and he is afraid that there is something in this wine.

"I still have to send Mr. Lu back, just drink and ......"

"You can call a substitute driver later."

Lu Ze's cold voice sounded, causing Song Zhi's heart to fall into the ice cave again.

The old pervert kept muttering beside her, and the playful eyes of others locked on Song Zhi.

Song Zhi looked at the wine that was brought up, and Lu Ze's cold gaze scrutinized.

She drank the wine hard, and the old ruffian's hand touched her waist and turned to her ass.

Song Zhi was very uncomfortable, but the wine was still being given to her glass after glass.

Everyone's eyes were staring at her, and Song Zhi endured nausea and laughed and drank.

Lu Ze didn't say a word, and he never looked at her.

The strength of the medicine also flinched at this time, and Song Zhi was hot all over his body and his cheeks were red.

This person's hand became more and more unruly, and Song Zhi pushed it away with all her strength, but she was weak and weak, and accidentally fell into his arms.

"I didn't expect Miss Song to like to throw herself into her arms, so I'm welcome." In front of everyone, he pressed Song Zhi on the chair.

She also felt humiliated at this moment, and turned her eyes to Lu Ze, who was silent, he didn't speak, and he didn't look at her more.

Song Zhi thought that when Tong Wei had an accident, Lu Ze had yelled angrily to make her pay.

Feeling their constant gaze, Song Zhi seemed to strip naked for people to watch.

Lu Ze's expression was indifferent, very disdainful, in his opinion, if she was in his palm.

The rest of the people were not ready to sweep this Yaxing, and quickly signed a contract with Lu Ze and left the private room.

The old pervert saw that Song Zhi was powerless to resist, so he wanted to tear her dress.

Song Zhi fumbled and got an empty wine bottle on the table.

"Miss Song, I will love you well." As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang came from behind him.

The bottle smashed into his head, and in an instant the blood flowed profusely.

In order to keep himself sane, Song Zhi scratched the back of his hand with a glass shard.

The pain kept her body propped up.

Even if you sleep with Lu Ze, you won't feel humiliated like this.

How much does Lu Ze hate her?

He lost his voice in pain and touched the back of his head.

The blood flowed into his hands, and he was so angry that he got up to settle accounts with Song Zhi.

"Little slut! I want your life! He roared and strode forward.

Song Zhi's body was very weak, panting heavily, and finally opened the door of the private room, and plunged into the body of others again.

The old pervert lost too much blood and made a big move, and fainted before he could come out.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Song Zhi heard a clear voice coming from overhead.

But her eyelids were heavy and she fainted.

This person's princess hugged Song Zhi, her hand close to her back, and her face was slightly hot.

He first asked the waiter to deal with the old pervert, and then took Song Zhi to the hospital.

Song Zhi slept for a long time, and the memories in his mind were all Lu Ze's accountability.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a young man beside him, and when he saw him smiling, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"The doctor said you'll be fine when you wake up." He said indifferently and helped Song Zhi to get up.

Song Zhi saw that the wound on the back of his hand was bandaged, and saw that his eyes were still looking at him, he looked down, his expression was nervous, his eyes fell to his chest, and he quickly pulled the quilt to block the spring light.

"Thank you......" Song Zhi pursed his lips and thanked him, speaking softly.

He thoughtfully handed over warm water and turned his back to her, "Don't worry, I won't do that to you." ”

Song Zhi's heart warmed and smiled slightly, after the accident of the Song family, this was the most heartwarming thing someone had ever said to her.

And it was only after the doctor's explanation that he learned that Song Zhi was drugged.

When Song Zhi was in a better mood, he sat down on the edge of the bed again.

"Where's your home? Do you want to send you back? He asked carefully.

Song Zhi's hand holding the water cup paused, his gaze dodging.

She has long since lost her home.

The Song family went bankrupt, her only house was mortgaged, and she only had a small rental house.

Seeing that Song Zhi was silent, he didn't want to ask much, and he was overjoyed when he suddenly talked on the phone.

"I'm sorry, I have something to go over, I'll help you pay for the medical expenses, and you can go back in a while." He explained this, and before he even had time to leave his name, he hurried out of the hospital.

Song Zhi coughed lightly, thinking of what happened last night, what would Lu Ze do if he knew?

……

When he returned to Lu's house from the hospital, as soon as he arrived in the living room, he saw the lingering appearance of the two of them, and Song Zhi felt particularly dazzling.

She wanted to leave, but just as she was about to turn around, the girl made a yin and yang strange sound.

"Yo~ Miss Song is leaving?" There was a hint of provocation in Lirong's tone.

Song Zhi turned his head to look at her, "I'm willing." ”

For these people, Song Zhi didn't need to give a good face.

"Mr. Lu! Your people bully me! Lirong pulled Lu Ze's collar drippingly.

Lu Ze's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "Why are you stunned? Come and apologize. ”

Song Zhi clenched his fists.

Lirong is a dust girl, and she will be taken by Lu Ze at night.

Even let her apologize to such a person?

"Why?" Song Zhi bit his lip lightly and said stubbornly.

"It's just that your mother needs medical care from that hospital." Lu Ze spoke slowly and logically, and walked from Lirong's side to Song Zhi's face.

He squeezed Song Zhi's chin with his hand, making her look up at him.

"You're my woman, that's my plaything, so you don't have to ask anything about it." He shook his hand away ruthlessly, his eyes full of disgust.

Lirong trotted over and grabbed Lu Ze's arm.

"I'm sorry." Song Zhi's tears swirled in his eyes, he trembled, and he stumbled and almost couldn't stand.

Her little self-esteem was crushed by Lu Ze.

Song Zhi leaned against the door, his hand clutching his heart, it hurt, he was throbbing.

"Mr. Lu~I'm hungry~"

"I'll take you out." Lu Ze hooked her lips with his fingertips.

Sideways to avoid Song Zhi, hugging Lirong and leaving the courtyard.

Soon after.

Song Zhi came to the hospital, and Li Ling's condition seemed to be much better.

It's just that the hair loss is getting worse and worse, so Song Zhi wants to go out and buy her a wig.

As soon as I got to the side of the road, I bumped into a guy who was handing out flyers.

"Miss, do you want to know more about our company?" The little brother handed her the flyer.

Song Zhi saw that he was only in his early twenties, and he was full of spirit, and the company was newly listed and needed to recruit painters and editors.

"If you're interested, you can come for an interview tomorrow." As he spoke, he grabbed the flyer and went to the next place.

Song Zhi glanced at the content, which is a company that makes comics.

She remembered that she was an illustrator in college, but after graduating she took over the company, she could only use illustration as a hobby to relieve her emotions.

She stuffed the flyer into her pocket, bought a wig and gave it to Li Ling, and received a text message from Lu Ze, asking her to go back as soon as possible.