After the divorce, the stand-in ex-wife exploded in the entertainment industry!

Jiang Muchi's face was as thick as ink, and the air pressure around him was so low that it was suffocating.

The people following him were all trembling with cold from the aura he exuded.

There was another loud noise in the room, and Jiang Muqi kicked the man away.

With a "thud", the man hit the wall, and then fell to the ground lifelessly like a rag doll.

"Throw it out! Say hello to me!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and it was cold to the bone.

His assistant responded respectfully, quickly dragged the body out of the hotel, and closed the hotel door considerately.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Jiang Muqi shifted his gaze to the woman lying on the bed.

Si Fuqing bit her lip and secretly clenched her palms, feeling ashamed and angry to death.

Such an embarrassing situation unexpectedly happened to Jiang Muqi.

"You know it's embarrassing now? Why did you come here tonight?" Jiang Muchi sneered coldly.

Si Fuqing glared at him angrily, turned her head and ignored him.

But at this moment, her cheeks were white and rosy, her soft eyes were full of water, and the look she gave her looked like anger or resentment, hiding a heart-stopping beauty.

Jiang Muchi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his eyes were inexplicably dark.

Without further ado, he unbuttoned his suit jacket.

Si Fuqing noticed his movements, his eyes tightened, and he immediately retreated back vigilantly.

Jiang Muqi sneered again and said sarcastically: "You know how to hide when you see me. Why didn't that man just hide when you saw him?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

That man just now, she wanted to knock him out directly.

Jiang Muqi took off his suit jacket, gently covered her body, and then hugged her whole body.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you here."

Jiang Muqi glanced at the sheets and quilts on the bed with disgust. He was really not interested in this kind of environment.

Si Fuqing felt relieved instantly.

Then he lowered his eyelashes and said in a low and soft voice, like a kitten: "Please take me to the hospital."

Jiang Muqi glanced at her but said nothing.

Si Fuqing woke up again, lying on a clean and tidy big bed.

All the numbness and itching on the body disappeared, replaced by soreness, weakness, and an indescribable and obscure feeling in the body.

"Qingqing, are you awake?" A strong arm suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Sleep a little longer." Jiang Muqi hugged her tightly and rubbed his stubbled chin on the top of her head tenderly and lovingly.

Si Fuqing's scalp went numb instantly.

She...she doesn't have a single thread on her body now.

Jiang Muqi is also like her.

The two of them were so closely attached to each other that she could even feel Jiang Muqi's impending passion. This feeling was too familiar.

Si Fuqing suddenly felt ashamed and angry, broke away from his arms and sat up.

"Jiang Muqi, I told you to take me to the hospital, why did you bring me here?" When Si Fuqing spoke, his voice was rough and hoarse, and his throat hurt a little.

The sound produced is only breath sound, and the sound is low and inaudible.

Jiang Muqi rubbed his eyebrows, opened one eye and looked at her with an intriguing look.

"Qingqing, have you forgotten what happened last night?"

Si Fuqing tried hard to think, but all her memories stopped in the hotel room. The more she thought about what happened next, the more her head hurt.

Jiang Muqi opened the mattress, revealing the marks on his body.

"See, it's all your masterpiece last night."

Jiang Muchi's bronze chest was actually covered with various marks, mottled with blue and purple.

A few fragmentary scenes finally flashed through Si Fuqing's mind, and her face turned green and red.

Jiang Muqi looked at Si Fuqing's expression with a smile on his face, took her into his arms, and kissed the tip of her red ear, "I called the doctor to come to the villa last night, but you couldn't help yourself on the way...

..."

"Qingqing, I am a normal man, not a monk."

Si Fuqing fell into silence.

Jiang Muchi took her silence as acquiescence.

He curled his lips in a good mood, hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice in her ear: "Qingqing, sleep with me for a while longer."

Si Fuqing pretended to sleep and closed his eyes, but his mind was extremely clear.

When the breathing above his head gradually stabilized, Si Fuqing gently pulled out of Jiang Muqi's arms and quietly got out of bed.

This bedroom used to be the wedding room between Jiang Muzhi and her. There were many clothes that Jiang Muzhi bought for her in the dressing room. When she left, she didn't take any of them with her.

Si Fuqing casually took one and put it on before quietly walking out of the bedroom.

When she reached the stairs, she put on her shoes and went down the stairs.

"Qingqing, where are you going?"

Jiang Muqi's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Si Fuqing's back stiffened, and he simply gave up covering up and looked back at Jiang Muqi.

"Mr. Jiang, everything last night was a misunderstanding. I want to go home now."

"Oh? You mean you don't want to admit it?"

Jiang Muqi's eyebrows darkened slightly.

Si Fuqing was stunned, although...but shouldn't she be the one who suffers from this kind of thing?!

"I still have work to do." Si Fuqing dryly made excuses, but her cheeks were extremely hot.

Jiang Muqi looked at her with calm eyes, and then sneered.

"I knew I shouldn't have expectations for a woman like you."

Jiang Muqi took out his phone and clicked the button.

In the silent corridor, various embarrassing sounds suddenly appeared.

The servants who were busy in the living room froze immediately after hearing the sound, or lowered their heads in embarrassment or avoidance.

Si Fuqing's face turned red and she hurriedly grabbed his cell phone.

How shameless is this person?!

Jiang Muqi curled up the corners of his lips and deliberately raised the phone so that she could not reach it.

"Qingqing, you don't want to see this video online, right?" Jiang Muqi threatened her like a devil whispering.

"Jiang Muqi!" Si Fuqing was annoyed.

Jiang Muqi took her wrist and led her into the bedroom, "I told you to sleep with me for a while."

Finally, Jiang Muqi forcefully pulled Si Fuqing back to the bedroom to sleep.

Perhaps because of too much trouble last night, or perhaps because he gave up resistance, Si Fuqing held his breath and tossed and turned for a while, and finally couldn't help but fell into a deep sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she was the only one left in the bedroom.

After asking the maid at home, she learned that Jiang Muqi had gone to the company for a meeting, but she found that the bedroom door and both sides of the corridor outside were full of people. It was obvious that Jiang Muqi had arranged to guard her.

After finishing the meal, Si Fuqing sternly refused the servant to follow him into the bedroom and closed the door behind her back.

"Jiang Muqi, you are so capable that you dare to imprison me like this. Do you think you can keep me here like this? Impossible!"

Staring at the only window in the bedroom, her lips curled up in pleasure.

Five minutes later, Si Fuqing successfully pulled the sheets and fell to the ground.

Climb the wall and escape from the villa.

The bodyguard patrolling outside the villa pointed at her fleeing back, stamped his feet and shouted anxiously, "Come here quickly, my wife has run away! Chase her!"

Si Fuqing left the villa and ran straight to the road, running wildly all the way.

Suddenly there was a sudden sound of brakes on the right front, and a familiar vehicle stopped in front of her.

Si Fuqing froze in place.