Ding Aojia walked away on high heels. Outside the door, stood Wen Hao, and said with some regret: "Do you really want to give her to Long Junzhe?"

Wen Hao was somewhat unbearable, but Long Junzhe had a special hobby. If Sang Qianqian fell into his hands, he would probably be devastated to the point of death.

Ding Aojia glared at Wen Hao: "Wen Hao, don't think, I don't know what you're thinking. Give me some restraint as soon as possible, otherwise, tomorrow's engagement ceremony can be cancelled!"

Wen Hao smiled and hugged Ding Aojia's waist, "What can I have in mind? My thoughts are all on you. Don't worry, I have already called President Long, and he is on his way."

Ding Aojia just snorted, "I'm not doing this for you? You Wenjia don't want to build a film and television base in Mingcheng. Long Junzhe has some good plots. After tonight, if you talk to him, he will still be able to. reject?"

Wen Hao was overjoyed and gave Ding Aojia a heavy kiss on the face, "You are really my lucky star!"

After Wen Hao took office as the vice president of Zhongwen Film and Television Group, his performance was mediocre, and he couldn't even catch up with Wen Xu, who was careless at the beginning. His father Wen Gong had a lot of criticism about it.

If he can secure the construction plot of the film and television base, then Wen Gong's attitude towards him will not make a 180-degree turn?

Not long after Wen Hao hugged Ding Aojia and left.

A middle-aged man with a fat face and big ears ran out of the elevator and pushed open the door of the suite.

When he received a call from Wen Hao saying that he was going to send him a woman, Long Junzhe was hugging and drinking with people. He had no interest in Wen Hao's words, and immediately refused.

In the end, when Wen Hao told who the person who sent it was and that Sang Qianqian had come back to life, Long Junzhe rushed over almost as fast as he could.

Sang Qianqian's eighteenth birthday that year, in order to please the Sang family, he personally sent a generous gift.

When I saw Sang Qianqian at the birthday party, I was really shocked, and I still remember it fresh.

Unexpectedly, one day, Sang Qianqian will be sent to his bed, just thinking about it, she is already restless.

...

Sang Qianqian has always been on time, and even many times, she will arrive at Yuxi Terrace in advance.

However, ten minutes after the appointed time tonight, Sang Qianqian still did not come.

Shen Hanyu frowned slightly.

It was the words I told her last night that scared her and she wouldn't even come?

As soon as this thought flashed through, it was denied.

Sang Qianqian shouldn't be that irresponsible person, even if he doesn't come, he will definitely make it clear to him.

He dialed Sang Qianqian's phone, and found that when the phone was turned off, his heart sank.

When it was found that Sang Qianqian was taken into the car and left, Shen Hanyu's expression changed suddenly.

The most luxurious and top-notch Shengshi Club in Mingcheng suddenly lost power at 9:43 when the night was the most noisy and lively.

The whole building suddenly fell into darkness.

Five years ago, there was an unexplained power outage in the Shengshi Clubhouse, but it was just after two o'clock in the morning, but it only stopped for ten minutes, so the impact was not too big.

But this time, it stopped for 20 minutes at the time of the largest passenger flow, and the panic caused can be imagined.

The engineer made an emergency investigation, and the Shengshi Club was in chaos, and the guests rushed out.

At the moment of the power outage, Long Junzhe in the private room was also frightened for a moment.

Long Junzhe subconsciously remembered five years ago, when the power was cut off in the Shengshi Club, two ghostly shadows suddenly appeared, and he was almost thrown off the eighteenth floor by the other party.

He wanted to run, but was reluctant to bear the girl on the bed, but in the end, lust overcame his fear.

How can it be so coincidental? Besides, it has been five years, this time, he will not have such bad luck.

However, just as he was about to continue, the locked door was silently pushed open.

Long Junzhe's pupils suddenly dilated because he saw the ghostly shadow five years ago again!

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, but the person who came had already rushed in, grabbed him by the collar, and mercilessly threw him against the wall!

With a loud bang, accompanied by a muffled groan, Long Junzhe fainted on the spot.

Shen Hanyu ran to the bed, and the faint moonlight shone through the window, shining on the girl bound on the bed.

Just looking at it, Shen Hanyu's dark eyes were already filled with terrifying anger.

His hand fell on the girl's wrist, and she trembled violently as he tried to untie her.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The pain in the heart was almost suffocating, and Shen Hanyu's voice was a little sluggish.

He arranged the messy dress for her, like picking up fragile treasures, carefully holding her in his arms.

The girl grabbed his clothes tightly, curled up in his arms, choked silently, and cold tears wet his shirt.

Shen Hanyu hugged her, went downstairs almost as fast as possible, and took Sang Qianqian into the car.

"Go to the nearest hospital."

His expression was too cold and solemn, and the bodyguards who were driving shrank.

"Don't go to the hospital."

The girl in her arms said in a choked voice, "Go to your house, you still have treatment tonight."

If the treatment is interrupted, the hard work of the past half a month will be in vain.

Shen Hanyu didn't know what it was like in her heart. It was like this, and she still remembered his treatment.

When I returned to Yuxitai's house with Sang Qianqian in my arms.

He put the girl on the sofa and hurried upstairs to find the medicine box: "I'll come down soon when I will."

When Shen Hanyu came in, he didn't turn on the lights.

The water-like moonlight shines in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on three sides.

The somewhat familiar environment made Sang Qianqian's mind calm down a little.

Long Junzhe once had business dealings with her brother Sang Minglang, so they could be considered acquaintances.

She struggled to persuade Long Junzhe to let her go, but it was useless, but it took a lot of time.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be as simple as getting a dozen whips.

Sang Qianqian was almost in despair when the whistling sound of the whip landed on her body.

Long Junzhe was a total lunatic, and her cry of pain made him even more excited. Later, she simply gritted her teeth and said nothing.

She thought that tonight was the catastrophe she could not escape.

When she heard Shen Hanyu's voice, Sang Qianqian really thought she was dreaming, and her tears couldn't stop.

She didn't know where she got so many tears, but she cried all the way.

His clothes were soaked with her tears.

Shen Hanyu came down quickly and whispered, "I'll take care of your injury for you."

Sang Qianqian was much calmer now, she shook her head, "No need. I'll go home and deal with it myself."

Just trauma, not too serious.

And even if she has to deal with it, she is a doctor herself, far more professional than Shen Hanyu.

"You can't see your back."

Shen Hanyu's voice was low, with unconscious indulgence and tenderness, "Obey, turn around."

Sang Qianqian refused, "There is a mirror in the bathroom, I..."

"Sang Qianqian, what you should look at and what you shouldn't look at, I already looked at it five years ago."

In the quiet moonlight, Shen Hanyu's voice is very quiet, but it has a meaning that cannot be refused, "I'm just helping you deal with the injury on your lower back, don't worry, I won't turn on the lights, and I promise not to look around."

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