Jiang Jianing was like a mirror in his heart.

Song Ze shouldn't be out of the question, but he himself is a bully and a coward, in the face of the goddess who was expected in the past, he will definitely be nervous, and if he is nervous, he may not be able to get up, and when the time comes, in front of the goddess, he will inevitably make a fool of himself.

Song Ze did eat a little, but he just wanted to be excited, but he was not strong.

He really didn't need to.

His goddess is a medicine stronger than everything, and he doesn't need medicine.

Jiang Jianing saw that he was determined, sneered in his heart, and did not pierce it.

Song Ze said, "You should ask Shiying to go to the flower hall right now, I have already asked the waiter to prepare a champagne glass in advance, and you tell her to drink it."

"Why didn't you tell her to drink? With your relationship with her, you should have an easier time getting it."

"I ......"

Jiang Jianing directly interrupted Song Ze's words, "It's you who want to sleep with Xu Shiying in your heart, and you want to splash a basin of dirty water on me, so that Xu Shiying feels that you are forced, and then push everything on me." Song Ze, you're really tea."

Song Ze, who was told what he was talking about, became angry, grabbed Jiang Jianing's collar and pressed her against the wall, "Jiang Jianing, did I give you an illusion during this time? Do you think you can ride on my head? How dare you talk to me like that!"

The neckline of Jiang Jianing's cheongsam was clenched tightly by Song Ze, tightly strangled around his neck, as if he was out of breath.

"You're going to ...... me now Strangle and there will be no one to help you...... Song Ze."

Jiang Jianing's words spit out intermittently, and Song Zecai suddenly let go of his hand and took two steps back.

In the past, his temper was bad, but today it is even worse, and anger can easily be provoked and explode.

Song Ze took two steps back and breathed slowly, "You as soon as possible!"

Jiang Jianing's skin is white, especially on his neck.

Fortunately, the neckline of the cheongsam is half high, which can cover Song Ze's pinching marks.

She leaned against the wall and smoked a cigarette.

She propped her elbow on one hand, glanced at the message from Ah Lu, and finally emptied the information record, snuffed out the lady's cigarette, and walked out.

In the flower hall, Xu Shiying was already waiting.

Jiang Jianing saw a champagne glass placed next to the flower basket, and there was only half a glass of wine left in it.

Xu Shiying ate a small piece of pastry, drank a small half glass of champagne, and was moving her high heels at this time, picking out fresh flowers, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand with low eyebrows, gentle and harmless.

If Jiang Jianing doesn't understand the truth, just like when she first met Xu Shiying, she really treated this girl as her own sister.

But Xu Shiying is not a sister.

She doesn't deserve it.

"You still like red as always."

Jiang Jianing's voice came.

Xu Shiying turned around, her eyes went from Jiang Jianing's sideburns to the delicate cheongsam on her body, her eyes were cold.

"Don't you think red is a better match for me?"

Jiang Jianing: "Yes, the color of blood."

Her hand reached the rose branch.

The thorns on it didn't break, and the tips of her fingers were easily cut, oozing fresh red blood.

It was Jiang Jianing's finger that pierced, Xu Shiying laughed, looking at the blood-colored, waveless eyes, it seemed to be more excited.

"You're the same as before, you can really bear it."

Jiang Jianing withdrew his hand and looked at her.

Xu Shiying took a step forward, put the rose stained with Jiang Jianing's blood into the crook of her arm, and lowered her voice, "Jiang Jianing, do you want to snatch Xue Rin'an from me?"

Jiang Jianing's arm was a little tingling from the rose thorns.

"Yes and what?" Jiang Jianing looked at Xu Shiying calmly, her fingers suddenly raised, and she rubbed the corners of her lips.

Blood smeared at the corners of his lips, clutching blood.

Jiang Jianing said softly, "We're still sleeping."

Xu Shiying's eyes were full of hatred, and she raised her hand and gave her a slab

Palm, "***! You're a junior!"

Jiang Jianing's cheeks were slapped to the other side, looking at Xu Shiying's beautiful face distorted by disgust and jealousy, she returned to her original appearance, and laughed, she grabbed the rose branch with one hand, threw it directly into the waste bucket on the side, and walked forward slowly, her voice was shad, she looked at Xu Shiying, and smiled evilly, "Yes and what?"

Life and dignity are gone, so why care about what others think?

turned around and walked out, and walked to the door of the flower hall, Jiang Jianing turned his head sideways, his eyes fell on the half glass of champagne, and gently spit out a few words.

"Xu Shiying, thank you."

Jiang Jianing walked out with his chest held up and his back straight.

Thank you for the hurt you used to do to me, and now, the knife will be a thin blade stabbed against yourself, and the blood will seal the throat.

Xu Shiying stayed in the flower hall for a while.

She went to the hot springs ten hours ahead of schedule today, did a full-body body spa, and spent another two hours doing makeup, wearing fashion haute couture that has not yet been promoted in China by Milan Fashion Week.

She thought that her appearance must be the only most eye-catching woman in the audience.

Unexpectedly, all this was stolen by Jiang Jianing.

She felt a stirring in her lower abdomen, and this feeling was even more continuous, more and more turbulent, and she couldn't help but tighten her legs.

She quickly walked out of the flower hall, went to the room on the second floor, and poured a glass of cold water into it before feeling better.

She should be...... Drugged.

This feeling is so strange and familiar.

Xu Shiying took out her mobile phone and dialed Xue Rin'an.

When the third call was made, Xue Rin'an answered the phone, and Xu Shiying was lying on the bed, her voice had completely changed.

"Rin An...... Brother, I'm ...... I'm in room 226 on the second floor, you ...... Come and save me, I'm dying......

After a few minutes, the room was knocked from the outside.

Xu Shiying bit her lip and stumbled over to open the door.

A dark shadow entered the door and pressed her against the wall.

7:50 p.m.

Song Ze couldn't find Jiang Jianing.

He tugged at the collar of his shirt violently, his nose stirred out heavy breathing, and his heart suddenly panicked.

He couldn't find Xu Shiying either.

He went to the flower hall and saw that the champagne glasses he had placed had been taken away, and the small round table was empty.

turned around and grabbed a waiter who passed by: "Where's Miss Xu?!"

The waiter was shocked by Song Ze's bloodshot eyes, "I'm ...... I didn't see Miss Xu......

"What about Jiang Jianing? Have you seen that?" Song Ze looked at him with a confused expression, "It's the one wearing the cheongsam!"

"I didn't see ...... either."

"Get out of here!"

Song Ze waved the person away, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Jiang Jianing.

No one answered.

He directly called up the virus program installed on his mobile phone and manipulated it into Jiang Jianing's mobile phone.

He saw an unexpected video.

The video recording time was taken ten minutes ago.

First it was pitch black for a few seconds, and then the camera advanced to a blindfolded woman.

The woman was bound hand and foot, lying on the ground and curled up, unable to see whether she was alive or dead.